"Nothing unusual?"
In the void space, on the highest circular staircase of the Tower of Tyran, a black-robed magician who was sitting by the door at the end of the staircase, closing his eyes and concentrating, quietly opened his eyes and looked down at the bottom of the circular staircase with a scrutinizing gaze.
The person who was reporting to him: "You deliberately 'moved' here, but in the end you found nothing?"
"Master Prophet." The body half kneeling on the ground made a sonorous and powerful voice. The reporter who was wrapped in pitch black armor replied in a low voice: "There are indeed abnormal fluctuations in this airspace. Although it is
Those adventurer allies discovered it first, but we have also confirmed this, and our colleagues unanimously believe that there is something the Lord of the Void needs here."
"What's the result?" The black-robed magician sitting above asked in an emotionless voice: "Apart from the void beasts piled up here, did you find any other valuable existence?"
"This, this." The man in black armor answered in a somewhat awkward voice: "According to those adventurers, the abnormal fluctuations here have disappeared, but they can be sure that something must have happened here before -"
"Maura, I know you've been desperate to prove yourself."
Interrupting the awkward speech from below, the black-robed magician focused his gaze down on the humble man in front of him: "Since the failure of the City of Freedom, you have not found a suitable home. I thought you would be in this world."
'The world will discover new possibilities for you in the future, but it's a pity..."
"No, you don't need to speak, because the Lord of the Void will see everything." He raised his hand to stop the reporter in front of him from opening his mouth, and the black-robed magician snorted again: "Everything's fate has already been determined.
, all futures are inevitable endings. Your words, your steps, and your actions will all point to the end point that we will witness together. The 'Lord' will not care about the pitiful struggles of any small and humble things."
"——I understand." He pressed his chest and lowered his head. The warrior wearing heavy black armor broke his silence after a while: "I will not have any other complaints."
"No, you still have something to do." Shaking his head slowly, the black-clothed magician looked down at the man named Mora and replied: "Go tell those adventurers."
"At least get my message across to them."
The silent sense of oppression flowed down the circular stairs, and the cold touch and slight sting that made the hair stand on end also began to pass along the cylindrical vertical space to every corner below the Tower of Tyran.
Feeling the coldness, a middle-aged player then rubbed his shoulders vigorously, and his eyes retracted from the endless spiral formed by the circular stairs on the tower: "Hey, it seems that the words are fruitless...
…Are there really no findings?”
"Yes, Master." The reporting player, who was also standing in front of the middle-aged player, held his fists and lowered his head deeply: "The abnormality of void fluctuations is real, but apart from the broken limbs of the void beast and the fighting
Apart from the aftermath, we didn't find anything of value."
"Indeed, most of the experiment is over. The current void beast has no value to us." Taking a deep breath, the middle-aged man's forehead and wrinkles, which were covered by the black helmet, also wrinkled.
: "The decision to 'move' to this space was originally just a dispensable attempt. The probability of searching in the vast void and not getting results is greater than 99%, but..."
"The attempt to gain the trust of these magicians should be rewarded somehow." At this point, the middle-aged man turned his back: "At least there should be a decent reason to explain and prevaricate... hum.
."
"This kind of work used to be done by that person, that beautiful girl." He raised his head towards the end of the spiral above the tower, and the middle-aged man's voice sounded again with a bit more teeth grinding.
Feeling: "Where is that guy who likes to use his mouth to persuade others? Have you not contacted him yet?"
"We didn't find him in the game world." The player's subordinate hurriedly replied after hearing the sound: "But we got in touch in the real world. It is said that... there was a problem with his equipment, so he never called back.
Come here."
"Humph." He let out a heavy cold snort, and the middle-aged man replied with a slightly mocking tone: "You don't know how to explain to me, so you thought of a way to avoid it. I have seen many such people.
, when he ran outside, each one had bigger ideas than the other, and after causing trouble, each one became more timid than the other. If I found out that he was really making unfavorable tricks secretly..."
He did not continue what he said. Only the player closest to him felt the same fear from the middle-aged man in front. With his hands behind his back, he just looked up at the deep darkness that could not be discerned at the end of the tower.
After a long while, he once again issued a low command that made the huge machines under his command tremble: "Don't worry about other people. If we want to continue to prove the value of our existence here, we must take the next step."
"Get ready for war."
The endless tower turned around in the boundless void. The huge body rotated in the air, making a tooth-aching creaking sound, and the roaring sound that broke through the air was also heard around this empty space.
After being stirred up, the codeword Ninglan, who was still in the Void Library, heard clearly: "...They still haven't discovered us."
"If the Void Library was so easy to discover, it wouldn't have stood here for thousands of years without falling." She was answered by the shadow mage Gardevoir who also stayed here: "Of course, this is just the Void Library I know.
How old it is, how long it has been standing here, no one can say clearly."
"It's simply more powerful than the most powerful Hidden One!" Without paying attention to the most concerning content of the other party's words, Dark Language Ninglan clapped her hands and let out a chuckle: "It can make an entire library in the other party's hands.
Disappear right under your nose... Please teach this technique to Ninglan!"
"Your diligence and studiousness are gratifying, but it's a pity that we, the Destiny Weavers, cannot easily satisfy your request." Shaking his head, Gardevoir's eyes under the black veil also turned to his left and right: "Of course,
The Library of the Void will continue to be open to you, and those who are thirsty for knowledge will surely find the answers they want here, as long as they have enough patience."
"Well, Ninglan should wait a little longer before looking for her." So Ninglan turned around and looked behind her quietly: "Maybe now is not the right time."
"Why, are you still worried about your master?" Looking back in the same direction, Shadow Mage Gardevoir's expression became interesting: "He doesn't seem to have any problems, at least mentally there is nothing serious.
No, I still have time to whisper with that confidant."
"As long as the gentleman is happy." The maid player with her hands folded in front of her showed a bright smile, and the short hair on her temples swayed slightly as she shook her head: "The gentleman can feel happiness, Ninglan
I feel happy, and besides, Miss Lingbing is a very good person, and it is truly a blessing for me to be favored by Miss Lingbing."
"……Ah."
The face covered under the black gauze just let out a slight chuckle. Gardevoir did not continue to answer, and Fulla, who was standing on one side of the two people, seemed to have no interest in the two humans behind her who were caring for each other.
He just pointed to the rumbling tremors and screams that were still coming from high in the sky in front of him and asked, "Isn't that Tyran Tower the target of the project that was given to us earlier?"
"Yes, I didn't expect that the other party actually came to the door by himself." Nodding with satisfaction, Gardevoir replied in a low voice: "I will not terminate your project just because the target is close. After all, since the other party can approach easily, naturally he will
You can leave easily."
"But now is indeed a great opportunity." Putting her fingers against her pretty face, Anyu Ninglan shook her pretty and cute eyebrows: "Would you like to take the opportunity to climb up?"
"Compared with wasting the opportunity, I think it is better for you to recover first." Gardevoir lowered his voice and warned: "Even in your heyday, you may have to pay a heavy price if you want to break into that tower.
, not to mention that now, the giant void ship that has fallen into the opponent's control is no longer suitable to serve as the destination for your adventurers."
"Stay alert and wait until everyone is fully recovered before making a decision." She pointed behind the other two people, and finally set her sights on Fula: "As a leader of the younger generation of the Golden Dragon Clan,
Reader, you must not be willing to give up on your previous projects and goals and end this challenge by 'admitting defeat', right?"
"Climbing the tower in your own way may be more suitable as the curtain for the final act."
Staring at the direction where the rumbling sound was still coming from, the noncommittal Fula seemed to be lost in her own thoughts, while Duan Qing, who was also in a certain state, seemed not to be affected by the strange sound above.
, there seemed to be a bit of sweetness and sourness in the whispers as they looked at each other: "That day seems like three autumns apart, but it seems that we haven't seen each other for only ten minutes, right?"
"...I want you to take care of it. I warn you every time not to do this next time. When have you listened to me?"
"I have no choice but to do it. Who knows, a super enemy who can use level 10 frost magic will suddenly appear to deal with us."
"Then why did you let Fula send me away before? Can't the two of us go together and stay together? What does it mean to just send me away alone?"
There was a small agitation between the two figures leaning against each other, and it ended with one person using violence to reprimand the other person wailing and begging for mercy: "Don't do this next time, remember?"
"Well, I really want to swear to heaven, but I can't foresee other unexpected situations. If Fulla was okay and the attack didn't happen, we might have been sitting in Tania's tavern drinking.
Let’s have a celebratory drink... By the way, what’s going on outside now?”
"You can ask Ninglan about the specific situation, but according to the few words I heard, the outside world seems to have become chaotic because of what happened to you. It seems that a big drama is about to be staged."
"It should be what Pamir mentioned last time. After all, they have already made up their minds...wait a minute, what about our game?"
"Of course keep going, you pretender."
Unable to help but reach out and tap the other person's forehead, Xue Ling Huan Bing's originally angry face was finally amused by Duan Qing's pitiful blinking eyes: "The bigger the quarrel between them becomes, the more space we have to play."
The bigger it gets, right?”
"Well, at least the 'battlefield' is within easy reach." Duan Qing pouted, and gradually stopped pretending to be pitiful: "No matter what other tricks the old alliance has, at least we have cut them down.
If they want to continue to impact our competition, they can only use more and more direct methods."
"It will definitely become busier and busier next." She pursed her lips and tugged on the opponent's arm. Xue Ling Huan Bing's expression became firm: "But it doesn't matter, I will defeat them one by one."
"You're confident, that's good." Then Duan Qing looked at the opponent with an interested expression: "You're going to let you fight the rest of the opponents?"
"Do you think I will be afraid?" The white-haired swordswoman tapped Duan Qing's nose with her raised finger: "Do you think I will be fooled? Are you going to take the opportunity to replace me again?"
"Our team must also take into account fair distribution. Everyone must have a chance to perform." Duan Qing's eyes began to wander: "Besides, there will not be many opportunities for team fighting in the next game, even if it is a collective
I’m afraid there’s no point in taking action, right?”
"I am the leader of the Qingling Adventure Group. Of course, I have the final say on this kind of thing." He puffed up his proud chest and suppressed Duan Qing with an air of dignity: "Anyway, chicken
The Beak Cup's competition venue is a rotation system, and the rules of the competition are also very arbitrary. Don't you and I still have a little bit of private rights?"
"Fortunately this is the Void Library, otherwise if what you just said were heard by outsiders, we would have to face another crisis of public opinion." Duan Qing rolled his eyes: "I don't mind being the one again.
Great villain, but the current time does not allow us to do this."
"Then...do you want to rush in now?"
Winking at the rumbling sound that was still coming from the distance of the huge bookshelf, Xue Ling Huan Bing put away her usual joking expression and said, "It's right in front of you."
"No, let's forget it." Duan Qing also fell silent: "If Christine is really on their side, taking action now would be tantamount to death."
"Then - the plan continues?"
With her long eyelashes fluttering up and down, Xue Ling Huan Bing looked at Duan Qing and asked another question.
"Let's continue first."
Duan Qing wiped his chin and replied: "So——"
"Let's go and convince those 'referees' first."
This chapter has been completed!