Chapter 59: Relic Laboratory (III)

After her conversation with Galadriel, Christine finally understood the whole story.

A long, long time ago, Penglok, the traveling mage Kahn, came to this realm, and at that time, it was during the reign of the Ancient Netherrealm Magic Empire, and creatures from all realms traveled back and forth frequently, so a magic statue wasn't very noticeable.

Kahn was interested in the Ancient Netherrealm Magic Empire, so he stayed behind for a while to learn spells. Great arcanists could build floating cities as well as artificial half-dimensions, and this half-dimension and the Magic Tower were built during that time. Kahn even taught quite a few arcanist students, which is why the Magic Tower had so many signs of habitation.

Later, for some unknown reason, Kahn dismissed the mages and disciples in the Mage Tower and let them take what they could, eventually leaving this realm as well after creating Galadriel.

Before she left, Kahn told Galadriel that she was created according to the rules of this multiverse and therefore could not follow him, but that Galadriel would one day meet the right person for her.

So Galadriel has stayed here waiting for that person, for her to sleep casually is hundreds of thousands of years, leisure time can also go and play with small animals, after all, half an empire has a baronial territory so large and not depressing, the continent many of the lords of the life of the lords have not left the jurisdiction of the lords are not the same to live it.

Christine finally decided to believe Galadriel's words, this is purely her intuition, feel that the other party said is true.

Galadriel herself, although she was a construct, she was no different from a living high elf, she could eat like a normal human, of course it didn't matter if she didn't eat. She is immune to all spirit, illusion, mind, soul, and other divine spells, her strength is comparable to that of a dragon, she is immune to spells below the third level, and when she wears this armor, she is immune to spells below the fifth level, and she can even absorb energy to repair herself.

Of course, this does not mean that Galadriel is invincible; if she is a master-class knight, she certainly cannot be defeated, but if she is a master-class mage, she is no match for her, since she is not immune to advanced spells.

But this is already very amazing, even in the ancient Nethersole Magic Empire period, this combat power can have the vast majority of the constructs are the kind of five meters above the big guy, relying on size to get combat power, such as the artificial storm titan.

With Galadriel as the master, the closed storehouse of the magic tower can also be opened, which is stored in steel, obsidian, and other bulk supplies are not much use. She took Kristin on another tour of the outer demiplane; the city, originally inhabited by servants who served the mages, was now also empty, and even the houses had been reduced to nothing but stone by the passage of time.

In the power room of the Mage Tower, Christine got an even bigger surprise, the power source of this Mage Tower was a mithril core.

A single mithril core could supply the energy needs of a huge floating city and the mages living there, not to mention a mage tower that only had the basic functions and the half dimension, which was also the reason why this place was still full of energy after so many years.

Of course, all this was too far away for Christine, with her current strength she wasn't even worthy to open the protection of the Mithril Core to take a look, because even the escape of magic would have irreparable effects on low level mages.

In the control room, Christine asked, "Galadriel, I want to know if this half-dimension is movable?"

"I'm not sure, Father took the Tower Spirit with him when he left, and I don't have the slightest bit of magical power, but Sister can research it herself." Galadriel said as she pulled out a thick manual.

It was only recently, when she visited the demiplane, that she established her sisterly relationship with Kristin.

Kahn's practice of taking the tower spirit away from Kristin could be understood, after all, whoever created the tower spirit would always be loyal to whoever created it, and since she had already prophesied her arrival, this half-dimension was also a gift left behind by Kahn, so it was natural that she had to deal with it properly before she left.

Besides, Kahn didn't dare to say if the tower ghost she left behind would mutate in such a long time; if something really went wrong, it wouldn't harm Galadriel.

"By the way, Sister Christine, Father also left you a gift when he left." Galadriel said suddenly.

"What is it..."

(One hundred words omitted here)

The feeling of that moment could not be described in words, in fact Christine fainted in an instant, unable to resist the enormous mental shock.

Galadriel held Christine in time to keep her from falling to the floor, then carried her to the bedroom and laid her on the bed.

Kristin had a very long dream, dreaming that she was traveling through the multiverse, seeing a civilization and a war, but when she opened her eyes she couldn't remember any of the details of the dream.

"Sister, you're awake!" Galadriel had been sitting next to her and of course noticed immediately.

"Galadriel, what have you given me?" Christine sat up and asked.

"Father left it behind, saying it would make you smarter and more gifted as an arcanist."

"But the way you have it." Christine didn't know what to say.

"Because this thing is not to be exposed to the outside world." Galadriel explained.

Since Kahn had left behind the Mage Tower and the Half Dimension, he naturally had to solve the problem of whether the successor had the talent of an Arcanist or not. And Christine, being a mage herself, knew of course that many top potions had a number of special requirements for taking them, and was also relieved.

"There is also this, also left by father." Galadriel handed over a bracelet.

"What does it do?" Christine asked as she took it.

"It's a suit of armor, just like the one I wear." Galadriel demonstrated, and the armor she was wearing instantly transformed into a bracelet just like the one Christine was holding.

Although Christine didn't understand why Galadriel wasn't wearing anything after taking off her armor, she had to admit that she had a very perfect body for an elf.

Then she understood that the armor was as if it had been born from her body when she wore it, not to mention that the outside was metal, but the inside was as tight as a second skin, not feeling any weight at all, which meant that any close-fitting clothes would be stretched while wearing the armor.

Kristin was wearing a hunting outfit that made it easy to move around, so all that was left of her now was the outermost part of her short cape that was still intact, everything else was done.