He has neither strong strength nor enough ambition and courage.

He has no ability to recast Netheril at all. He is more like an old man who is remembering the good times of the past.

As for you my dear brothers, you are nothing but dogs on a leash by your father.

It’s so funny and sad to see how you scramble to please him and long for his praise and recognition.”

"Asshole! Is this the reason for your betrayal? Have you forgotten that the blood of the Tanshur family flows in your body?"

Mattik was obviously extremely angry and sad. He raised his hand and used a nine-ring protection system [Mana Plunder], hoping to transfer the magic effect of the opponent to himself.

But what he didn't expect at all was that this powerful spell only rebounded directly after Brenas dodged it, and the protective spell on his body was stripped away.

"Be careful! That sword is a powerful magical artifact!"

Yada Tanshur, who had just blessed himself with arcane vision, reminded everyone loudly at the top of his voice.

Because in the sword body, he even saw the silver fire unique to the chosen one of the goddess of magic burning blazingly.

"Haha, I just said that in front of the Demon Moon Blade, the magical power you are so proud of cannot pose any threat to me. Although I cannot yet exert its full power, only a small part has already

enough."

Having said that, Brenas swung his sword and rushed in front of another ghost prince. He first used the demon-breaking properties of the Demon Moon Blade to destroy all the protective spells and magic items on the opponent's body, and then ruthlessly destroyed him.

Behead.

During this process, all the spells fired at him were basically either absorbed or bounced back.

As a special attack weapon originally created by Zuo Si to deal with the crystal wall mages on the planet Toril, this weapon can not only destroy the protective spells and magic items on the target, but can also absorb and reflect spells directed at the holder.

If it is in the hands of the elect of the Goddess of Magic who possesses silver fire, it can even affect the magic network within a radius of 100 meters, directly "disconnecting" the enemy from the network.

Therefore, in the continent of Faerûn, no spellcaster can compete with someone holding the Demon Moon Blade. This is a complete dimensionality reduction attack.

Just look at the scene where Brenas can easily fight against other ghost princes and many high-level mages by himself.

On the other side, Grea, who had come back to his senses, immediately walked up to Demogorgon, who was restrained and unable to move, with his sword in his hand, and sarcastically said in a slightly mocking tone: "My father seems to have won this contest again.

,Is it right?"

"Don't be complacent, kid.

I admit that Thos is indeed a difficult opponent, and he is also the most cunning devil besides Asmodeus, the Lord of Hell.

But he can't win forever, and he can't never make mistakes.

One day I will catch him.

When the time comes, I swear I will make him pay for everything he has done, a very, very painful price.

Because I am the great demon prince!

No one can offend me and still be safe!"

Demogorgon's head that represents the crazy side - Hesladi roared unwillingly.

In his eyes, the reason why he lost was entirely because his pig teammate, Shadow City, was so bad that even the Prince of Shadows, who was at the center of power, turned out to be a traitor. If he could win, he would be a ghost.

"snort!

I hate guys like you who make excuses for your failures.

And you don't understand my father at all, let alone how powerful and terrifying he is.

If you can't even take me down, how can you possibly pose any threat to him?

Goodbye, dear devil prince, maybe next time we meet you can continue to please me like you did today."

As the last word blurted out, Grea did not hesitate to pierce the opponent's heart with the sword infused with dark divine power.

Then, amid a burst of ear-piercing screams and wailings, Demogorgon's incarnation was quickly swallowed up by the power of darkness, completely transforming into an evil, huge, twisted shadow creature.

Without this most troublesome enemy, the remaining Aragami Prim will naturally no longer pose any threat.

Graya suppressed it without any effort.

At the same time, Telamante seemed to have noticed Brenas's rebellion, and could no longer control the city of ghosts to jump out of its hiding place. With the help of Mythra's core, which can draw unlimited energy from the magic network, it directly set off

The overwhelming spells tried to obliterate this son.

But before he could take action, the "immortal" Ovo, who had been waiting for a long time, also jumped out of the demiplane where he was hiding.

The two floating cities instantly collided in mid-air and started fighting in the sky.

Dazzling lightning, flames and dense magic missiles illuminated the black night sky.

Countless constructs, golems, and undead creatures swarmed forward and started fighting fiercely where the floating city collided and connected.

The mage towers have now completely turned into magic forts with full output.

boom!!!!!!

With a violent explosion, Ovo and Telamant, the two remaining great arcanists from the Netherese era, finally met.

"Why are you going against me? Don't you want to restore Netheril?"

Telamant stared at this "old-timer" who was much older than himself, with strong hatred in his eyes.

Because this is not the first time that the other party has come to trouble City of Shadows.

"Because you are unworthy, let alone qualified to represent Netheril."

Owo gave the reason without hesitation.

It is not difficult to see from the arrogance revealed in his tone that he does not regard the supreme city lord of Yinhun City as someone who can be equal to him.

To be precise, Grand Arcanists are also divided into levels.

The likes of Iolum, Larok and Karthus are undoubtedly in the same category.

Even Owo himself did not dare to say that he could achieve what they did.

But he thinks that there is absolutely no problem for him to be in the second gear immediately behind him.

As for Telamante…

At best, it can only be ranked in the fifth or sixth tier, which is the type that is just enough to reach the threshold of the Grand Arcanist, but its contribution to Netheril is basically zero.

Is this kind of person worthy of representing Netheril?

What a joke!

What's more, the other party also gave up the most important golden spirit of Netheril and fell into the arms of Shar, the goddess of the night.

"Not worthy?

I don’t deserve it, do you?

What were you doing while I carefully protected Shade City and led it back to the material world to rebuild Netheril?

Thousands of years have passed!

You haven’t even built a decent magic academy!”

Telamant clearly lost his guard and roared at the old man, his entire face becoming ferocious as a result.

Owo's attitude even reminded him of his experience when he was a little transparent and encountered obstacles and was looked down upon.

If it hadn't been for the financial support from Karsus, we might not have even been able to get a floating city of our own.

The reason why Telamante hid in the Shadow Plane for so long was to wait for the old and young in Netheril to disappear completely.

But who knew that just when he returned to the material world and thought that his own era had come, Owo suddenly jumped out and intervened.

No one would be able to accept this psychologically.

But Ovo asked in a mocking tone: "What do you think Netheril is?

Is it an ancient land shrouded in the desert of Enook?

Is it the name that was formed from the union of small fishing villages?

Or the floating cities and the magic created by studying the scrolls of Netherese?

No, neither.

None of the above are unique or special.

What truly belongs to Netherese is contempt for the gods!

It is the belief that we can one day surpass the gods with our own strength!

Without this spirit, even if your plan succeeds, it will be meaningless.

Remember those great arcanists who would rather die than receive divine healing?

Why do you think they insist on something that is almost ridiculous in the eyes of ordinary people?

Because this is the true core of Netheril and the glorious tradition that must be passed down.

So from the moment you fell into the arms of Shar, the goddess of night, you and your City of Shadows lost the qualification to inherit the name of Netheril.

I would rather let it become ancient history buried in the sand than see a group of guys who have lost their spiritual core bluffing around under the banner of Netheril."
To be continued...