Chapter 212: The Magician of the Sky Monthly Pass)
He Ao didn't know what happened in the central control room after he left. At this moment, he was climbing up the deep and dark stairs, with the tombkeeper puppet following behind him.
He had been walking for a long time, and even stopped twice to grill meat. At this moment, his Dantian had recovered to two strands of Qi.
In this dark environment, time seems to have stopped.
This staircase does not rise vertically, but spirals upward little by little.
He Ao felt that he had walked upwards for nearly ten kilometers in the vertical direction, but he had not reached the top yet.
There is an elevator next to this spiral staircase, but the elevator seems to be stuck in some kind of malfunction and cannot light up. He Ao can only walk up the stairs.
If it weren't for He Ao who had to make a mark at regular intervals, and so far he has never encountered the mark he made, He Ao even thought that he had fallen into some kind of infinite loop of stairs.
This staircase is not circular, it is just too long.
Since the environment was completely unfamiliar, He Ao didn't walk very fast and even had to stop from time to time to check if there was any danger around him.
Finally, when the countdown on his hand reached the last three hours, He Ao reached the end of the stairs.
There is still a metal door here, but it is no longer silver, but pitch black.
There is still a dark display in front of the door. He Ao lights up the display. The data on this display seems to be interoperable with the data on the display at the entrance. The authentication mode has been changed to authorization authentication.
While He Ao was operating the display, a vague perception arose in his mind. Somewhere directly in front of him was a safe area where he could return safely.
Sure enough, the tower was not within the safe area.
He Ao pressed his hand on the monitor and verified his identity.
The dark metal door slowly opened, but it only opened a gap. He Ao controlled the tombkeeper puppet to rush out, and then quickly closed the metal door.
He then focused his main consciousness on the Tomb Keeper puppet.
There are still long stairs behind the metal door, but these stairs are no longer spiral, but vertically upward.
He Ao controlled the tombkeeper puppet to raise its head. Not far away, at what seemed to be the exit, some light could be vaguely seen.
The tombkeeper puppet climbed up the towering stairs step by step, walking from the dark corridor to the shining place step by step.
He Ao has not seen the sun for a long time. Since entering the tower, he has to rely on his own eyesight to explore in the dark most of the time. In a completely dark place without any luminous body, he has to use a flashlight to illuminate the place.
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He was a little uncomfortable with this radiance.
He controlled the tombkeeper puppet to stop for a moment in front of the last step illuminated by light, and then slowly stepped up.
The stairs illuminated by the sun were very short, and soon the tombkeeper puppet reached the end.
Then the tombkeeper puppet paused on the spot.
The metal door slowly opened, and He Ao walked out from behind the door,
The golden sunlight spread on the steps shone little by little on his legs, his chest, and his blood-stained cheeks.
At the end of the stairs is a platform about three meters square. He Ao stood on this platform and looked up.
The endless sea of clouds spread under his feet, and the dim stars draped behind his shoulders.
Three golden suns rise from the edge of the sky, covering this endless sea of clouds with bright golden color,
He Ao's calculation was not wrong. He had really walked ten kilometers in the vertical direction. At this moment, he had reached the sky above the sea of clouds and the edge of the troposphere.
The big octopus guarding outside did not discover this passage.
Gu Huan
The air here was already very thin, and after just a while, He Ao felt an obvious lack of oxygen.
As the stairs in the tower continue to rise, although the air will gradually become thinner as they rise, the oxygen is much richer than outside, and there is still a certain air pressure difference between the two.
In addition to lack of oxygen, He Ao also felt obvious tinnitus. This was because the air pressure inside his body was higher than outside his body and his body was 'leaking air'.
He Ao knelt down and looked at his feet. There were some traces of rolling on the platform, which were similar to the figure of the tomb guard.
The gravekeeper probably controlled some kind of powerful flying beast, took him to such a high altitude, and then dropped him on this platform.
But now the gravekeeper is dead, and the flying beast he controlled has also lost control.
He Ao used a crystal ball to sense it, and found that the flying beast was not around.
However, He Ao did not panic.
He packed everything on his body and wrapped it in a cloth bag and carried it on his back. Then he took out something that was kneaded into a vertical stick from a cloth bag. He unfolded the thing and revealed a beautiful black top hat.
This is the extraordinary item he brought from Western City, the 'Magician's Hat'.
This thing was originally packed in a mithril box. He Ao felt it was troublesome when he entered the ruins, so he crumpled it into a ball and wrapped it in a cloth bag.
A hint of twisted madness spreads along the hat.
The main purpose of the mithril box is to block its contamination and prevent accidental injury to ordinary people. He Ao himself is not afraid of these contaminations, so in the ruins where one person is walking alone, he does not need the mithril box at all.
He Ao unfolded the hat, took out a piece of flesh and blood from the cloth bag that he had previously peeled off the D-level alien dragonfly, and threw it in.
This flesh and blood fell into the hat, like a sheep falling into a pack of wolves, and was quickly devoured.
Theoretically, this hat needs to be fed with flesh and blood every day, provided that you have to use it. If you don't use it, it will starve.
This was the first time that He Ao used this hat. As the powerful piece of flesh completely fell into the hat, the dark and exquisite top hat trembled, and then a beautiful white dove flew out of the hat.
Then countless white pigeons flew out of the hat like surging spring water, and in an instant they gathered into a cloud of pigeons in the sky.
He Ao put the magician's hat on his head and slowly raised his hand.
Those white doves rushed over and flew around him.
He Ao walked to the edge of the platform and looked at the sea of clouds covered with golden light and the fiery sun on the sea of clouds.
He took out the Miracle Wand and bowed slightly.
At this moment, he seemed to be a magician standing on the stage.
The three suns in the sky are his audience, and this vast sea of clouds is his stage.
He smiled, turned around slowly, and turned his back to the sea of clouds and the 10,000-meter-high sky.
He opened his hands like a bird and fell backwards.
The moment he fell, he saw the upper part of the tower. Although he was already standing on a platform 10,000 meters high, he did not reach the top of the tower. Above the platform, there was still a straight line.
Inserted into the sky, you can't see the tall tower at the top.
The cold clouds and mist crossed his cheeks, indicating that he was falling.
Endless white doves flew over and lifted up his body. Like a bird that spreads its wings and flies high, it draws a long track in the sea of clouds.
Nothing can stop a magician who has mastered miracles.
At this moment, He Ao felt that he was one step closer to mastering the 'Magician' talent sequence.
