Asking a blind man for directions?
That was the first thought that came to Jiang Hao's mind after he heard Avram Krell's words.
Mr. Paper Doll wants to become a god? Mr. Mystery is already on the path to godhood, and Mr. Paper Doll is about to follow him. With His Highness already a true god, I'm the only one here who's still a useless fish—the kind that lies down and can't even flip over... Fiona Russell's thoughts tumbled into chaos.
She had thought that becoming a legendary Practitioner would mean she was no longer a useless fish here. But now, that goal seemed far too modest. She still had a long way to go.
Should I ask His Highness for guidance? But I can't afford the price.
Ieta Cavendish turned to Avram Krell, surprise filling his eyes. This former Scholar Practitioner, now a Profane Priest, wanted to become a god too?
A priest who profaned God wanted to become a new God. It felt like something out of a play.
"Payment." Jiang Hao pondered for a moment, then asked, "What will you offer me?"
He was playing the part of a God, and such guidance was well within a God's power.
"Would Your Highness be interested in a floating city from the age of Netheril?" Avram Krell offered the payment he had prepared. "After the Weave Sovereign fell, the floating cities dropped from the sky one after another and crashed. But one city was different. It escaped into the Shadow Plane and avoided that fate."
Avram Krell added, "I have the exact coordinates of this Floating City."
A floating city that entered the Shadow Plane... Could it be Shadowfell City? Ieta Cavendish reached a conclusion at once. His ancestors in the Cavendish Family had taken a keen interest in