บท 497: Saint and mortal (2)

He opened his palm.

With a spatial fluctuation, a beautiful blue-purple sphere appeared in the palm of ioram.

The bluish-purple sphere that was only a few centimeters in diameter glowed with a faint luster and was tightly connected to the magic net.

It didn't require a single trace of iolham's magic power, and it naturally floated in the air.

"This is a miniature core of the magic net."

I'm now working on making it bigger.

In the wind and rain, éolume looked at the sky and said, " it won't be long before the world can see a floating city rise.

Garen took a few looks at the exquisite core of the magic net and confirmed that this was a magic wonder that he could not create.

when the first floating city takes off, remember to inform me.

if I was still in Faerun continent, I might have gone to take a look.

yes! ioram nodded in agreement.