This area, which is a certain distance from the Golden Palace, is used to provide accommodation, experiment and practice magic for spellcasters visiting Asgard. Those areas that used to have magical lights or explosions from time to time have different heights and shapes. The Mage Tower was now empty due to various reasons.
They either boarded the "Sanctuary" battleship to watch the fun, or they were very confident in their own strength and planned to get a share of the "Twilight of the Gods", or they didn't want to wade into the muddy waters this time and issued a declaration as early as Odin Time has left.
At this time, there are only various golems and mechanical assistants maintained in this area according to preset programs. They are enough to deal with any accidents that may occur when the mage area is unoccupied.
But perhaps the Asa protoss who programmed their behavioral logic were overconfident in Asgard. After their stone heads saw "a stranger appeared out of thin air but did not trigger the enchantment alarm", they decisively ruled out the possibility of "foreign enemy invasion" , and identify the other party as a resident who has authority and the ability to change his appearance.
"[Ah, a mage tower is used to entertain messengers, that makes sense,]" The uninvited guest, wearing ferocious black armor, a tattered cloak over his shoulders, and a spiked mask, grinned from the corner of his scarlet mouth to his ears, faced the three people in front of him. Layer Tower spread his arms: "[Although I have made plans to face the 'Universe Demon God' directly, if I only need to face one incarnation, there are more operable parts.]"
The strange man raised his hand and pressed on the stone door of the courtyard where the mage tower was located. A strange stream of light mixed with pitch black and scarlet slowly covered it. After a brief pause, the stone door with a completely disfigured face slowly opened inwards.
"[Let me see, what's inside?]" The weirdo swaggered into the courtyard, looking left and right as he walked towards the mage tower: "[Kennel, blacksmith shop, and alchemy laboratory? Oh~ this kind of has no sense of beauty or connection. Sexual match, it seems that the demon god of the universe pays less attention to your personal life than expected, so he would easily do such a brutal act as splitting your mind into seven, which is extremely harmful to the soul and memory. However, , don’t worry, you will have a chance for revenge soon, hehehe~】"
Even if there is no one in the courtyard, the weirdo is still like an actor on stage facing a large audience, performing with exaggerated accents and movements as he walks, and even bowing in a direction that is empty but suitable for observing the courtyard.
Finally, he entered the mage tower without any hindrance, and the already exaggerated smile on his face became even crazier.
"[Thank you very much for your help - please allow me to boldly assume that there are multiple people,]" he bowed his head, pretending to be an actor showing thanks after the drama ends: "[Whether you are dissatisfied with Odin, simply If you want to have fun, or sympathize with this poor incarnation, I guarantee that I will give you a wonderful twist~】"
The mage tower and the entire courtyard were quiet, without any sound that could be interpreted as a response.
After a short pause, the weirdo took out a set of playing cards and shuffled and cut the cards in a magical way while going up the spiral staircase in the mage tower: "[As we all know, the essence of magic lies in surprising people. If you do it before the performance,
The result was guessed by the audience, and it was tantamount to failure. But don’t worry, there won’t be such clumsy mistakes in today’s performance, because even I don’t know what will happen next~]”
When the weirdo shuffled the cards, the patterns on the cards were very different from ordinary playing cards. They were all bats with different postures. He took out the cards one by one and showed them to the outside world. The textual annotations on the cards were "power", "
"Judgment", "Lovers", "Priestess", "Tower" and "Death".
"[Should we directly destroy Asgard's defense here, or cut off the connection with the 'game field', help her get rid of the control of the main body, or let the power explode and directly kill Asgard? I have absolutely no idea at the moment.
Definitely, maybe, you have to ask her herself~]" The weirdo gave an exaggerated performance to the audience who did not know whether it existed in the void, and finally reached the top of the mage tower: "[Oh~ This is really unbelievable~]"
In the relatively spacious room at the top of the mage tower, there are a large number of bookshelves, material cabinets, alchemy vessels and tables and chairs of different sizes randomly placed without any sense of aesthetics. On the surrounding walls, there are seven inlaid with red, orange, yellow, green and green lights.
There are blue-purple sparkling round doors that are about two people tall, and inside each door is a very smart-looking young man. He has different appearances and is doing the same thing in different countries -
—Sneakly support the main players on the field without being discovered.
"[As you can see, as one of the organizers of the event, 'Hogwarts' is blatantly practicing favoritism~]" The weirdo's tone became excited: "[Then as a 'part of the event itself', of course
There are reasons to correct this behavior, are you right? Ms. Scarlet Witch~】"
The weirdo turned to the side of the room at the top where the "Spark Door" did not appear. There was a luxurious high-backed chair, with a man wearing a large gray-white mage robe and a headband covering the upper half of his face sitting on it.
A young woman wearing a huge witch hat, with her hands folded on her knees and her head lowered, remained motionless even if a weirdo came in and yelled for a long time.
"[Oh, I'm sorry, I forgot, your spirit is divided into seven parts and is used to maintain these channels connecting all arenas. Unless you sense danger, you have almost no perception of the outside world.]" The weirdo started to exaggerate again.
Performance: "[But don't worry, I have brought you an opportunity to get out of this situation. Of course, you have to decide how to do it~]"
He shuffled the playing cards in his hand twice more, unfolded them in a fan shape and handed them to the woman: "[Please take one, whichever one you want~]"
The room fell silent for a moment, the woman remained motionless, and the weirdo continued to hand out the cards, like a sculpture.
Perhaps a few minutes later, or perhaps a few hours later, the fingers of the woman wearing a huge witch hat trembled slightly, and briefly touched the cards. One of them then detached from it, slowly falling like a dead leaf, and finally
Land on the ground face up.
It was a card named "The Fool" in the shape of the weirdo himself.
"[Oh, my God, how could it be this card?]" the weirdo exclaimed in an exaggerated tone: "[Its function is to infinitely amplify the malice in the heart of the person who draws the card. Are you okay? Madam~]"
Buzz…
With a strange sound that sounded like electricity, the lady with her eyes closed slowly raised her head, revealing her delicate face and the strange blue ring on her forehead.
Buzzing…
The ring kept flashing, changing from blue to yellow, and then from yellow to dazzling red.
Then, she opened her eyes, and a terrifying red light that was exactly the same as the ring bloomed in her eyes.