Chapter 2442

As the prophecy card fell to the ground, under the gaze of rod, the prophecy card, which had been inspired by Rowling, was also completely activated. The things drawn on the card had fresh life at this moment.

With a dazzling golden light, Gwen, the God of mages respected by bracada, appeared in front of rod.

"Necromancer, we meet again." After waking up from the prophecy card, Gwen also recognized rod's identity. He helped Rowling wake up the silent rod in the treasure house in the cloud.

"This is the special half plane left by you in the future. With your understanding of yourself, you should be able to see something." Awakened Gwen in the card, rod said slowly.

Because it was only a simple awakening, Gwen had only second-order strength in front of him, but as a top mage, the skills and experience engraved by maisiga as an ace still existed in his mind.

"Half plane..." Gwen leaned down slowly. In front of him was a stream. What flowed in the stream was not clear water, but viscous syrup. He stretched out his finger and dipped it in the flowing syrup. He already knew about the rules of this half plane.

Gwen stood up, closed his eyes and listened to the whine of the wind through the doughnut like plants. After half a sound, he showed some insight: "I feel the same breath as me. It's not far from here. Maybe there's something you want."

Rod nodded. "Take me."

Led by Gwen, rod quickly went to the target location found by the mage God. Take Gwen's prophecy card and come to the half plane left by him. It's really a right thing, which virtually saves rod a lot of trouble.

All the way along the syrup stream, the small stream finally flows into the wide river, and the color becomes as dark as maple syrup. The top layer is covered with highly hardened sugar blocks, like icebergs on the sea.

On the hard candy, there are a group of sugar bean people the size of thumb. They run around freely and are not prepared for the coming danger.

Looking at those unique creatures, rod couldn't help thinking that if inota saw them, she must want to taste them. Unfortunately, she's not here now.

As he passed the iceberg like candy, rod grabbed a handful of sugar bean people, put them away and continued to follow Gwen.

"Here we are." Looking at the burakada style spire ahead, Gwen said slowly that he didn't need his reminder. When he saw the landmark building belonging to burakada, rod knew this was the place he was looking for.

Perhaps because of the age, the magic rituals laid near the tower have long lost their effectiveness. The rules of the half plane are very different from the main plane. Those magic rituals that are easy to use in the main plane may not be useful here.

"Wait." When he came to the tower, rod didn't hurry to enter, but turned around the tower and stared at the incomparable ritual grain in the eyes of ordinary people. He soon found it.

On one side, Gwen showed a slightly unexpected look: "this is the phoenix tail feather and the storm core? Are you searching for the materials used to decorate the ceremony? Unfortunately, those materials have been for some years. Except those that need years to precipitate, I'm afraid other materials have long been eroded by plane forces."

Wen Yan, rod, who picked up the materials, could only shake his head reluctantly. As the mage's God said, many precious materials used to decorate the ceremony have been eroded by the plane rules, and that may be the real reason for the failure of the magic ceremony.

The first-class thick keel is used to connect the magic ceremony, but under the erosion of the rules of the ruling surface, the surface of the keel becomes dark and looks like a chocolate bar. Rod has no doubt that inota will eat it here.

The weathering and corruption of other planes, in the candy plane, has become a unique candy, which belongs to the rules of the candy plane and will virtually erode all creatures in it. It is not suitable for long-term residence here.

In the candy plane, the concept of death is distorted, and the efficacy of soul summoning has also changed greatly. It can not be used to transform undead creatures at all. Fortunately, the power of element magic elements has not been affected.

"Why did you choose here to study the supreme wisdom plane?"

In front of the towering tower, rod asked strangely that this place is not suitable for long-term research.

Even the tower itself, eroded by the rules of the ruling plane, has become an edible biscuit, not to mention the research records, which makes rod reach out and help his forehead. Maybe there will be no significant harvest on this trip.

"Maybe here's the answer I need?" Gwen also doesn't understand this. In the prophecy card, he only has the memory before a certain period. For his daughter Erica, he has no impression at all, let alone everything about candy.

"OK..."

Rod said reluctantly. After pushing open the two waffles serving as the door, rod came to the inside of the tower.

"Let me see where I will conduct such important research..." looking at the layout inside the tower, Gwen also fell into thinking. Although he only has the memory of the mage God before a certain period, some preferences in the soul will not change, and there are also traces for the placement of various tools.

Soon, Gwen's vision locked into the interior of the tower, a room close to the cliff with the best light. Through the crystal crystal crystal sugar window, he could see the maple syrup river flowing in the distance.

"It must be here." Gwen's eyes lit up and quickly walked towards the room, with rod following behind.

The huge desk in the room also confirmed Gwen's idea: "yes, here it is."

Looking at the research site he had stayed in the future, Gwen looked around and tasted his taste and style. Soon, his sight also fell on the heavy classics in front of his desk.

"This ancient book must be my major research. It says' to Erica '... I heard the water mage say that Erica should be my daughter..."

Water mage? Rod was slightly stunned. Gwen meant the blood mage who controlled the blood. Unexpectedly, in Gwen's eyes, he was really a water mage.

"Oh... No." Soon, Gwen seemed to find something, with a somewhat depressed look on his face.

The classics stored on the desk have long been eroded by the rules of the ruling surface and become a multi-layer cake connected together. There is no way to open it, let alone know what is written in it.