"It's not." Mycella shook her head slightly and explained to him, "The 'weaver' I mean is not the organization you imagine, but the weaver race."

"I really don't know this." Brian looked at the female lord in surprise and couldn't help but sigh:

"I don't know much about the three creator races after the thunder era of Torrell's world, after the glaciers melted, the ocean retreated, and the dry earth exposed to the water, let alone the weaver race that spans the multiverse and is known as the "interstellar colonists."

"But." He looked at the smiling female lord.

"After you reminded me, I'm really curious. As spellcasters across the multiverse, it is even rumored that the color-resistant scrolls are all handed by this organization. So, how did this mysterious race explore the secrets of arcane without using the magic net?"

He seemed to have guessed what Myercella was going to say next, which made him immediately keep quiet and listen with his ears.

"I thought you were really an omniscient and omnipotent arcane." Mycella smiled in a teasing tone: "It turns out that you don't know anything."

"I don't know much, what's so strange about this?" Brian shrugged and replied indifferently.

"Actually, I don't know much about the 'Weaver' race." Mycella looked upright and told him: "When I was exploring the Luoyan Desert, I was lucky enough to get some information from the remains of the Imaska ​​Empire of the Mechanical Empire."

Brian nodded secretly because the information about the Weaver organization was not unexpected in the remains of the Imaska ​​Empire.

After all, this mechanical empire has enslaved Ferin Demon Kui for hundreds of years, and Ferin Demon Kui appeared in the world of Torrell and was produced by the conspiracy organized and planned by the "Weaver".

They naturally have some knowledge about this.

"The Weaver Race is an extremely unfathomable creature, and I know almost nothing except that they eagerly desire magical items." Mycella said, "But one thing I know very well, that is their casting principle."

She pondered for a moment, and then said, "It is said that every weaver has a powerful talent for casting from the moment he was born. The main reason for this is that this race is born with a magical item called the "Colorful Plate". It is this "Plate" that looks like a dish and emits colorful light, which helps the weaver to store spells, provide them with magical energy, and then release the spells."

"I understand what you mean." After Myrcella said this, Brian suddenly realized, "In other words, the casting method of the weaver race is definitely to communicate native magic through the 'color plate', and then convert it into the required magic energy to obtain the casting ability."

"But as long as the weaver race occupy a new world, it will build an octave in the material plane. So..." He frowned and thought for a while:

"The 'color plate' of the Weaver race is likely to be similar to a magic hub, and the role of the octave is similar to..."

He did not continue to say it, but his eyes at the black octane in the center of the semi-plane had already profoundly explained what he wanted to express.

"That's right, that's what it means." Mycella smiled.

"The octane horn is the general hub for communicating the energy of the elemental world, and the 'color plate' in every weaver's body is a small magic hub. Therefore, they probably have not only established octanes in the material world, but also in the semi-plane of the ether world, there are very likely to be energy semi-plane like us hidden."

"So." Brian looked at the female lord in front of him without caring about etiquette, "Have you already condensed a magical hub similar to the 'color plate' in his body with the help of Silvali."

If this is true, it means that they have mastered the weaver's method of casting spells, and perhaps in the future they will grow into a magic empire that dominates the multiverse, and this is not impossible.

"The colorful plate is not considered a lot." Mycella shook her head slightly and smiled: "It is just a super-small magic hub connecting the main hub of the half-plane. I call it: magic hub."

"How is the specific effect?" Brian then asked.

"The effect is not very ideal," said Myrcella:

"As we all know, the greatest function of the mysterious lady's magic net is to help the casters build spell models, then condense the magic energy present in nature, and finally form spell positions to store them. After the spell positions are stored, you only need to activate the spell casting actions and words, and you can quickly extract nearby energy through the magic net to cast spells."

"And the magic hub I just condensed is not as convenient as the Magic Net." She said with a smile, "it can only provide me with the magic energy needed to release spells. As for building spell models and storing spells, there is no such function as "building spell models."

"For you, this is already a last step to cast spells off the net." Brian immediately understood the true meaning of the female lord's words, "There will always be a day to integrate it."

The magic net is like a silk thread that needs to be woven. The caster releases spells, which is similar to knitting an item with silk thread.

With the help of the magic net, the caster can use silk thread to copy many unique items.

Mycella's so-called "magic hub" is more like giving you a bunch of messy silk threads, allowing the caster to weave items without any auxiliary tools. The difficulty of the two can be imagined.

This is like the difference between machine textile and hand-made textile.

This is undoubtedly difficult for a novice spellcaster.

Of course, it is not as difficult as imagined if it is in front of a legendary spellcaster.

After all, with the assistance of the Magic Net, legendary spellcasters can even close their eyes and skillfully weave unique spells through the silk thread of the Magic Net.

It is not difficult to use other energy to build spell models without the help of Magic Net.

It is like when they accumulate over time, through machine textiles, they will naturally gradually understand the working principle of the machine very thoroughly.

Once they lose machines that are beneficial to knitting items, they can even recreate a new machine with sufficient material conditions (magic energy) through the knowledge they have mastered.

"You're right." Myrcella nodded slightly.

"With a magic hub, I can completely abandon the cumbersome procedure of using spell books to memorize spells, but instead reconstruct all spells in the spell book and store them in the sea of ​​spiritual consciousness. Once the spell needs to be released, I just need to activate the spell model, extract the magic energy in the magic hub, and release the needed spells."

"Your words sound very simple."

Brian smiled, "But this is still an extremely difficult truth for you. At least how to store the spell model in the sea of ​​spiritual consciousness is the most difficult problem at the moment."

"Time will tell everything." Mycella's silver-gray eyes revealed a hint of firmness.

Brian agreed with her opinion, and then said curiously: "With Silvali's current strength, how many spell casters can gather magical power hubs."

"My strength is relatively strong, and it consumes a lot of her power." Mycella said truthfully, "With her current ability, adding at most two or three low-level casters is already her limit."

"If it wants to popularize it into the whole world, at least the half-plane needs to be turned into a complete material world." She expressed her guess, "and Silvali must also grow to a low level of divine power."

"No doubt," Brian said with a smile, "the time this took is probably at least ten thousand years."

"To be serious," Mycella didn't joke. "It really takes so long."

"This is just your preliminary statistics." Brian said indifferently, "Believe me, when Silvali completely merges with the semi-plane, there will definitely be a way to accelerate growth."

"But, the most important thing we need to do now is how to defend the half plane." He said with a serious expression.

"Hold the half plane?"

Myrcella was slightly stunned and asked in confusion:

"Under the protection of the etheric membrane, except for wandering spiritual creatures who inadvertently break into this world, I don't think we will become the focus of the vast etheric plane."

"Really," Brian said truthfully, "I thought so at first, but when I remembered that the headquarters of a faction in the Imprint City happened to be in the ether plane, I realized that one day in the future, we are likely to have an intersection with it."

"The fifteen factions of the Imprint City..." Mycella frowned and pondered for a moment, then said to Brian: "Would you mean... the Believers at the Source!"

"That's right!" Brian nodded:

"Although I don't believe that these god-stopping people can detect us and accurately find the location of this semi-plane, it is always right to be prepared in advance, isn't it?"

"I understand." Mycella agreed with his cautious view, "When we return to the material plane, I will start preparing the protective array and laying it out as soon as possible."

"Indeed," said Brian. "The magic energy here is so rich that every magic array arranged will get an additional increase. If I have the chance, I will go to Silver Moon City to try to get information about Mikado."

"After all, this half plane may really become..." At this point, Brian suddenly paused, not knowing what to call this half plane that condenses magical energy.

"Maybe it can really become a...cosmic magic pool for the entire world!" After thinking for a while, he finally said a more appropriate name.

"Cosmic Magic Pool?" Mycella looked at him in surprise, nodded thoughtfully, and said with a smile: "It's a good title, it's just linked to the multiverse. This is not an indirect explanation of how great your ambition is."

"This is not an ambition, it should be called an ideal, it is a search and journey of arcane." Brian explained casually and said:

"Let's go, it may take some time for Silvali to completely merge the semi-plane. We temporarily return to the material plane and build my elemental pool and tower spirit."

Seeing the female lord smiling, he recited a mantra, opened a portal to the material plane, and disappeared into the semi-plane together.

At the same time, in the deepest part of the ether plane, a semi-plane called the "Dark Abyss".

This is a crashing plane, and it is also a crashing plane forever.

Don't ask what's going on. Even the most profound scholars can't answer this question because the answer does not exist at all.

However, some brave travelers have arrived here.

They pointed out that the time and space of this semi-plane core, as well as the collapse of the edges, reached a certain degree of equilibrium.

Therefore, the time and space here become similar to the main material plane, which maintains the fate of not being completely destroyed.

If you enter the ether film of this semi-plane, you will find that there are black stones in every direction around you.

After careful observation, you can also notice many caves and tunnels filled with air everywhere. It is quite suitable as a slum, at least not more uncomfortable than in a "cage".

The inner wall of the cave emits a faint light, and various mysterious plants grow. They are arranged in an extremely neat manner, and the tunnels are also connected to each other between these caves.

If you go deeper, you will notice the agitation and distortion of the ether of the ether film.

It will soon become extremely difficult to move because the ether film here has become unstable, and even some distorted ether films may shatter and disappear in an instant.

According to legend, some travelers found two stone statues with mysterious words engraved in caves deep in the semi-plane.

One piece is engraved with ‘time’, the other piece is engraved with ‘space’.

Some authoritatives revealed that between the two statues, there is a black obelisk with words, but no one can confirm this legend.

Some old scholars believe that these two statues represent the guardians of the semi-plane themselves, and they are obviously not competent enough, because there are always brave guys who will walk over and return alively.

However, at this moment, a red whirlpool with thick red clouds suddenly burst out on the black obelisk of two stone sculptures.

"Click!"

Accompanied by a red lightning, a mysterious creature with six arms appeared in the rolling clouds.

This mysterious creature that seemed to wake up from an extremely long sleep dragged its stiff body, slowly turned around, staring at the black minaret for a long time...

It may be a long or a short time passes.

A "disc" emitting colorful light floated out of the mysterious creature, bursting out a whirlpool of clouds and mist, swept it into it and disappeared.

No one knows where the dark abyss really leads.

Some legends believe that it will cause an unlucky traveler to a real bottomless abyss, others believe that it is just a vortex leading to a negative energy plane, and some experts even believe that it leads to an untouched place in the depths of the multiverse.
Chapter completed!