Passing through the steps composed of ancient stone slabs and skipping the walls composed of old stone bricks, the two people who kept moving forward walked unimpeded along the passage that had been sleeping for an unknown period of time.
They arrived at a level higher than where they were now. Amidst the clear and clear stamping sounds that kept sounding under their feet, the faint buzzing of magic passed by their ears again and again, and the sight of the two people also
Attracted by the magical scene brought about by these buzzing sounds, it seemed that he could not believe that he could safely pass through these magical creations that seemed to be used to guard this place: "I don't know if hundreds of years are a long time for the magic ban.
,But...they shouldn't have failed, right?"
"Maybe the owner here is generous and lets us live."
Looking away from an oval magic ball floating by, Xue Ling Huan Bing answered Duan Qing's question in a low voice: "Or maybe it's because this place has never been invaded, so these so-called restrictions are not there at all.
Start and open..."
"Anyway, we should be a little lucky that we were not sent back to our hometown by a sudden magic attack." Duan Qing let out a long breath: "Our Plan A is considered bankrupt."
"It's your plan A. I never had any intention of going out." Xue Ling Huan Bing replied angrily: "I'm really sorry that your wish didn't come true, but... now that we have arrived at a higher place, we
You can’t leave empty-handed, right?”
"Agree, very much agree."
Looking around quickly, Duan Qing's head suddenly appeared on the parallel line of the floor, and then with his own words, he stepped onto the twenty-fourth floor. It was the same as before.
Scenes of rooms one after another appeared in the sight of the two people. The only difference was that the environment was quieter than before. Xueling Huanbing, who was looking at the rows of room doors that were also surrounded by torches, then walked out of the stairs.
At the exit, he cautiously came behind Duan Qing: "There is a question I have always wanted to ask... Why do they still use such backward lighting equipment?"
"Nuclear energy torch, learn about it."
Half-jokingly, he pointed at the blazing torch closest to him. Duan Qing sighed and shook his head: "Well, maybe they just want to create a prison atmosphere..."
"Prison?" The female swordsman who walked closer whispered: "Isn't this the secret room of the Council of Mages? How could it be a prison?"
"It's just a feeling this place gives me. It doesn't mean anything else." Duan Qing waved his hand irresponsibly: "And if you look at the unchanging structure here... any outsider would also think of this.
Think of the gloomy and dark place as an underground prison... Huh?"
"……What's wrong?"
"The altitude here...has become lower?"
Amidst the questions that came to his ears, Duan Qing, who was pointing at the middle of the ring-shaped tower, withdrew his gaze little by little. The focus of his downward-moving gaze also gradually moved to the center within sight. Those towers became clearer.
Bottom part: "Did we just go up?"
"...Are you doubting your own intelligence or your own life?" Xue Ling Huan Bing, who shook his head in reply, slowly walked to the same edge, and then cast his gaze on the same place: "Well... it seems that it has indeed changed.
It’s low.”
"Physical sights may deceive our eyes, but..."
Muttering these words, Duan Qing turned back to the stone wall covered with torches, and after a period of searching, he found the same nameplate: "Twenty-fourth floor...it is indeed the twenty-fourth floor."
building……"
"At least we didn't fall into any teleportation trap." Then Xueling Huanbing turned around and crossed his arms: "Then a new problem has arisen..."
"How did we, who were walking up, get to a lower place?"
"If I remember correctly... both of you should have been to the Emerald Tower."
In the atmosphere where the silence was gradually dissipating, a voice that did not belong to two people suddenly broke the silence: "The space there is not composed sequentially, but is made up of different parts. The space you see now
…It’s the same thing.”
"you are……?"
"I'm Vitak."
When the two uninvited adventurers turned around, a magician in the shape of a middle-aged man suddenly appeared in mid-air where they were, taking care of the simple magician like an apprentice.
The robe fell in front of two people: "The successor of the name 'Malock'."
"We must have met several times before, so we are all acquaintances." He smiled at Duan Qing, and then took back the mage etiquette he put on: "If you can... you'd better call me Vitak.
Already."
"Mr. Vitak..." Looking at the middle-aged man who looked completely different from the quartermaster in his impression, Duan Qing asked cautiously: "How did you know about us... Oh no, I mean, you
Have you ever seen the Emerald Tower?”
"The Emerald Tower is one of the crystallizations of magic research in the ancient Magic Empire. It has stood there for thousands of years." Vitak replied with a smile: "Both I and others in the Council of Mages naturally know about it.
exist."
"That……"
"The Emerald Star has disappeared."
Before Duan Qing could speak again, the middle-aged man wearing a simple robe raised one of his arms: "The source of power that maintained that chaotic space has disappeared since that incident.
Neither Christine nor Freya, who were present at the time, nor the other members who went to investigate later, found the existence of the stone again..."
"Although the possibility of destruction is very high, we have reason to suspect that someone took it away." His eyes swept around the torches for a while, and then fell on Duan Qing: "In this regard...
Do you have anything to say?"
"Hey, you won't suspect that I took it, right?"
Looking at Xue Ling Huan Bing beside him, Duan Qing hurriedly pointed at his face and said: "How can I, a little adventurer, hide such a stone with such provenance? You guys from the Mages Council later met with
I have dealt with so many times, if there really is some kind of energy source in my body..."
"It is true that you don't have any magic energy source in your body, but your physique... itself already shows the existence of the problem."
Pointing at Duan Qing's body, Vitak's voice became deeper: "I have read old Norman's report, and later I have seen you in person. The energy disorder in your body... is worse than that of the previous Jadeite
The tower is much stronger. The Council of Seven later discussed your situation and concluded that your physique is closely related to the Emerald Star. However, due to the harassment of the Restorationists, we
We have never been able to figure out the specific reason why this happened.”
"Can you tell us in detail? What happened between you and that stone?" He said with a smile again: "...What exactly happened on that tower on the day of the incident?"
"What happened that day...I should have told you before when I left the Emerald Forest." Duan Qing, who pondered for a moment, shook his head: "Unless Christine did not report it truthfully to
You, the Council of Mages, otherwise... I have nothing more to say."
"That is to say... after you smashed the green rough stone in the illusion, you never saw it again?" Vitak's voice quickly sounded: "Then... you left there?"
"According to a series of signs that happened later, the stone has indeed disappeared." Duan Qing shook his head hesitantly: "Even the true face of the Emerald Forest has been lost... Are there any other possibilities?
"
"... Judging from the recent series of performances of the Restorers, they seem to have mastered the skills of space folding."
His eyes stayed on Duan Qing for a moment, and Vitak then explained simply: "Including the previous battles with the empire... We saw signs of space teleportation in the actions of those imperial people.
If these are all done secretly by the Restorationists, it means that they may also have mastered the use of alien space, which will undoubtedly pose a huge threat to our subsequent operations..."
"The root of everything is whether they have the Emerald Star." He patted his robe, then looked at Duan Qing's face: "If you haven't seen it, hid it, or given it to others
…Things have become somewhat unexplainable.”
"The magic disorder in me should still exist now, right?" Duan Qing smiled and shook his head: "Based on this alone, I should be able to distance myself from everything the Restorationists may have now, and...
…Didn’t magic like teleportation also exist in the past? We have heard about it several times in the forum... and among adventurers’ rumors.”
"That simple theory of teleportation magic is completely different from the theory contained in the place where you are now."
Waved to where the two players were, Vitak turned and walked towards the circular corridor behind him: "The role of the 'Tower of Tyran' is not just to house all the residences of magicians of all ages, its existence goes far beyond
The meaning is much greater than this. Although you have only seen the tip of the iceberg of this space now, you should have understood its importance in the past period of time."
Amidst the footsteps of the two people following, the magician walking in front stopped in front of the door of one of the rooms, and then used complex and unspeakable spell-casting movements and obscure magic chants to slowly open the door.
Pushed open: "This is the room of the great magician Square. His study area is connected to the Wells Mountains, and that place... is now included in the scope of the Wells Province."
"Weir Province?" Snow Spirit Huan Bing from behind asked in a low voice: "Is it the Weir Province in the north of Frey Empire?"
"That's right, a lady from the Empire."
Turning his head to look at Xueling Huanbing, Vitak, who walked into the door, stretched out his hand forward again: "Square mainly studied the relationship between the source of magic and earth veins during his lifetime. He believed that there was the most likely place to confirm his theory.
place, so he connected his room with the location of the mountain range."
Amidst the ear-piercing tearing sound, a mirror that was very close to the one when Duan Qing first came here suddenly appeared in the center of this old room, and then a panoramic view of the mountains shrouded in the sunset and stone forest was displayed in front of the two players:
"Using my understanding of the rules of this space, I can forcefully open this portal from five hundred and twenty years ago, and then transport any magician with my permission... to this place."
"...I see, I understand."
Looking back at the ring-shaped tower behind them, Duan Qing's voice was trembling: "This tower...how many such portals exist?"
"Ten thousand, three hundred and eighty-four."
After saying a number that made one's mouth open, Vitak opened his hand slightly: "Since the establishment of the Mage Council, it has admitted hundreds of magic apprentices from all over the world every year, and there are only about 100% of them.
Ten out of ten people can put on real magic robes and then become one of the members living in the 'Tower of Tyran'. Of course, entering here does not mean that they are already the best in the Mage Council.
Many people will find it difficult to access the higher-level magical world due to various reasons, leaving only a small number of talented and hard-working guys...who can fully understand all the rules here."
"They are the members who are qualified to open portals, and they have kept these portals to this day." He looked at the huge tower behind the two players, and then showed a proud smile: "And this place...
It has become a well-deserved giant transfer station.”
"There are more than 10,000 portals..."
Staring forward as the doors extended into the distance, Duan Qing sighed involuntarily: "More than ten thousand worlds..."
"You seem to have had some thoughts before... that you want to find out more about this place." Vitak walked back to the two of them and said with a smile: "But... I'm sorry, due to design reasons, everyone here
One floor can only fit a hundred rooms, so..."
"The tower could have hundreds of floors...right?"
Looking up at the seemingly endless space, at the end of the towers surrounded by circular corridors, Duan Qing let out a bitter smile: "This is indeed very magical, in line with the style of your fantasy king..."
"Are we going to continue?" Xue Ling Huan Bing on the side turned to look at Duan Qing's face: "Have you forgotten our Plan B?"
He curled his lips and gave the woman a helpless look. Duan Qing turned to Vitak's face with a dry smile. The latter shook his head expressionlessly, and then took the lead to walk towards the next room in the row.
passed.
This chapter has been completed!