Memories are wonderful things, and some inconsequential details can leave an indelible impression. Verona remembered everything Santo had said, and the old mage's half-worn robes, a white gray as if they had been washed many times, with frayed edges and no ornamentation, but looking soft and comfortable.

Santo had never worn such robes in the tower. His usual outfit may be simple but absolutely sophisticated—though it may not be his liking. As the only one of the three founders of the Archmage Tower, he was qualified enough to be willful—even if he liked to run naked on the streets, no one could say anything about him, and maybe he could become some kind of fashion...... But he has always silently adhered to certain secular rules.

That was almost incomprehensible to Verona. Now, many years later, I understand a little bit.

The old mage curled up among a pile of fluffy pillows, oblivious to the chaos beneath the tower, ignoring anyone's pleas, and pondering with interest the very different personalities of the three founders and the consequences of their causes, until the light of the fire entered the room through the window.

He slumped on his slippers and paced slowly to the window.

It's not like there's a fire somewhere - the mages are much calmer than ordinary people after all, and in such a situation, no one will cast a spell indiscriminately.

The fire came from out of the sky. The sky, which had been pitch black, was now an eerie fiery red, as if flames were crashing against the transparent barrier, again and again, so fierce that it seemed that the roar of a beast could be heard.

The entire Archmage Tower was shrouded in firelight, and out of nowhere, an uncontrollable exclamation finally came.

Verona shook his head, found his cane and walked towards the teleportation array, took a few steps and then retreated, changed his slippers, and walked up the stairs.

- There's really no need to build this tall building.

When he had to go step by step, he thought a little depressed.

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The crystal ball under the palm of his hand gradually became hot, like a red-hot iron ball, and Tumus could almost smell the scorching stench of the burned skin, but he could only grit his teeth and dare not let go. The sweat that slipped from his forehead fell into his eyes, stabbing his eyeballs painfully, and the tears that flowed out blurred his vision, and he could only try to keep his eyes open, staring at the magic circle hanging in the air in front of him without blinking.

The light flowing between the circles had been out of rhythm, but it hadn't disappeared. The symbol in the center of the circle is still dim, like a fire that has not been raised, but it is still faintly visible, and it has not stopped spinning, so ...... There is a silver lining.

He believed that at this moment, the other three towers would also dare not give up. Persistence may still have the potential for success, but giving up means total destruction.

In any case, he hadn't told them that there wouldn't be any risk.

If Verona had helped, they might have succeeded. But no matter what method he used, the cunning old ghost only pretended not to understand, even if the magic circle was clearly left by his teacher.

But now, he has to do something, right? There's no way he's going to see the Archmage Tower destroyed...... And with himself.

Thinking of this, he calmed down a little, and even a little confidently. He did have his own plans, but once this matter succeeded, the benefit would be the entire Archmage Tower, not just the owner of the four towers.

Brief distractions. He almost let out a cheer when the circle suddenly brightened...... Then a heart sank swiftly.

He remembered every rune, every line on the circle—he had studied it for a whole decade from the moment he knew it existed. But now, as if the blood-colored red light had replaced the sun-like gold, the distorted lines swirled into another shape, and the whole circle seemed to come to life...... Use the life they give to them to turn into another monster they can't control.

Toombs still didn't let go—he couldn't move at all, his stiff body seemed to have turned into a statue...... or puppets.

Who can have such power...... Who can do this? Verona? What does he want?......

He thought almost desperately in the midst of the engulfing fear, but he couldn't even make a sound.

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The fiery red sky pressed down, getting lower and lower. The Towers of the Supreme were the first to disappear into the invisible light of fire, and then the towering Four Towers, silent and without a trace of smoke.

The air became scorching, like a pier scorched by the sun in the middle of summer...... But the Archmage Tower should have been like spring all year round.

More people flocked to the big library—almost everyone was concentrated here, and even if they couldn't squeeze in, they had to get as close as possible.

This place, which they had been full of respect and had gradually become accustomed to, seemed to them to be the safest at the moment.

Fernan stood on the steps, looking up at the sky, anger raging almost louder than the flames flowing overhead. As a mage, of course, you have to be a little adventurous...... But it's not like this, risking other people's lives!

"Open your defenses. He commanded without looking back.

“...... Are you sure we can cast spells now?" the mage behind him asked in a rare retort, apparently flustered.

They didn't know what was going on, so they kept watching in silence.

Fernand's forehead jumped. Some are too bold, some are too cautious...... Even if such an archmage tower didn't encounter such trouble as it did today, it would be finished sooner or later.

"Or wait for death?" he asked angrily, not bothering to explain anything more. Stobel also used a spell to enter the crystal ball, isn't it fine?—— of course, he may have died inside, or he didn't get in at all, but disappeared somewhere...... But they can't do nothing!

Moments later, a barrier of blue light enveloped the entire Great Library, extending to the banyan grove and the base of the Tower. From the time it was built, the three archmages considered this place to be the most important location of the archmage tower. In fact, even when the barrier broke, the Great Library's majestic stone pillars crumbled and collapsed, and everyone died here...... Books hidden here will also be moved to a more secluded and safe place until they are found again one day.

It's just that the five towers are always more eye-catching.

- It's better to be down-to-earth.

Fernan looked up again, looked at the tower that had disappeared into the firelight, and unconsciously gloated a little. I don't know if they've really been destroyed, or if they're hidden in a dark cloud, just out of sight...... Of course, he was not interested in finding out.

Of course, it would be better if we could survive this inexplicable crisis...... Let's hope Stobel has enough luck.

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