"I'm the secret thumb under the tower, you can call me Beishan. ”

Overhead, there was no longer a four-colored galaxy intertwined and hovering across the sky, but a misty blood mist. The man who guided them at the East Forty Cargo Station transformed into a dwarf Blood Fiend with a huge volute, and made a human voice on crutches.

"A month ago I was just a ring finger, and now I've been promoted to an index finger. The self-proclaimed demon of Kitayama said, "The Darkhand Blood Tower has indeed encountered some difficulties, and it is also a rare opportunity for you. As long as you have firm faith and show your talents, you will soon cross the attached class and become an official towerer. ”

This is at the bottom of the magic tower, from the black and brown tower stretched out countless jagged spikes, like branches to build a pergola and walls, covering about 100 square meters of space, forming a relatively closed and hidden space.

Including Gao De, the five demons listened respectfully to Kitayama's words.

From a distance, it looks like a tower, and up close, it looks like a tree, and the magic tower is like this.

Gao De was still sighing, and the spiky branch on his head suddenly trembled, and something fell and smashed on his head. This smash is extraordinary, although the gray realm is extremely real, there is still a slight gap with reality, like a glass stained with dust. But this thing fell, and the ooze monster that seeped into the demon's body instantly absorbed all of Gaode's consciousness, allowing his perception to be completely synchronized with the demon's body, and at that moment he only felt that he was in the world.

"Pick it up ......"

Kitayama said, "It's your reward for this mission, and the reward for being an appendage." ”

The realism of the confused perception dissipated, and Gao De picked up a small stone from the ground that floated with a dark light, only the size of a finger, and there was nothing unusual in holding it in his hand.

It's the kind of stone that Old Man He gave him!

"This is the magic stone," Kitayama's tone was unusually solemn, "it's something every demon dreams of, it can absorb souls in the gray realm, and some of you should know what it means." ”

"Absorb a wisp of soul into the magic stone, and then embed the magic stone in the magic tower, and the erosion of the soul by the demonic power can be reduced by a point. ”

There is a pair of bare wing bones, like a featherless birdman's eagle claw Pang said: "This can reduce the danger of the demon heart to seize the soul, the more magic stones, the more souls will be absorbed, the less danger will be, and eventually ......."

"In the end, it's not something you and I who are under the tower can talk about in vain," Kitayama stopped him, "You just need to know that with the magic stone, you won't be easily taken by the demon like ordinary people with extraordinary abilities." With the magic stone, the power of the devil can be better used by us, and the power we can use will be stronger. ”

"Do you want to divide half of it and embed it in the tower?" said the demon, who resembled a blood demon pawn but had no heavy armor and a faint blood flame floating on his forehead, "and it will also be worn out, and it must be replenished with new magic stones in the next world." ”

This blood demon is Fire-Eyed Yang, and her demon body is the same as the blind man, but she is much weaker than the blind man, and the gunshot wound on her head has not yet recovered.

"I know a lot," Kitayama said, "but there's a crucial step you don't know. ”

He motioned for everyone to hold the stone in their hands, "Stretch your strength and dip into the stone, and so on until the stone melts into your body." ”

"In the body?" muttered the Dark Green Plague Demon like a human-faced tree, "in which part?"

No one paid attention to him, and everyone was concentrating.

The faint dim light circulated in his hand, and the power mixed with various uncomfortable feelings soaked into his body, rubbing Gao De's heart. I could feel the magic stone in my hand gradually shrinking, until all of it seeped into the demon's body.

"Very good, then press your hand on the tower," Beishan nodded with satisfaction, and explained the next step: "The magic tower will automatically absorb half of the magic stone, and at the same time draw out a wisp of soul and seal it in the tower body." ”

The five demons didn't move, and four of them were afraid, after all, this was tantamount to dividing a part of the soul, and who knew what terrible consequences would be. Gao De was also afraid, but what he was afraid of was exposing the details.

His soul is inseparable!

Even the evil demon who is the best at absorbing souls, or the evil demon with a name, can't tear a single bit of his soul apart. Xiaoli has also determined this, and it is impossible for the magic tower to violate this law.

"What are you worried about?"

Kitayama sneered, "You still think that your soul is complete and belongs to you? Now it is only a wisp of that soul and handed it over to the Magic Tower, which separates you from the direct connection with the demons, though only partially. ”

It turned out to be a channel provider......

Gao De suddenly realized that the relationship between the magic tower and the demon man turned out to be like this.

Kitayama's words are convincing, after all, as a demon, his soul has long been impregnated by demons. It's a good thing to separate the impregnated part from the wisps. This also means that it is deeply bound to the magic tower, and it is no longer possible to move in and out freely as a tourist before.

The five of them were silent for a moment, and the Blood Demon Foot Soldier, who was the same as Gao De but was thinner, took the lead in stepping forward, walked to the tower, and reached out to press on the wall of the tower, Gao De also understood where the dark red handprint on the tower came from.

The Blood Demon Foot Soldier was naturally the Overlord Dao Li, and as soon as she pressed her hand, a circle of gravel-like gravel rose from the body of the tower, wrapping her entire hand. Her body trembled for a few moments before the rubble cleared, and when she removed her palm, there was a dark red handprint on the tower.

"It's a little uncomfortable," said Tyrant Lee, "but I feel a lot more relaxed after the end, and it does slow down the demon's erosion." ”

With her as an example, everyone can only bite the bullet, including Gaode.

Gao De decided to gamble again, after all, this level cannot be escaped. If he didn't leave a bloody handprint and embed the black stone in it, he would not be able to become a person under the tower, and the plan to lurk in the Hidden Hand Blood Tower would be shattered. If he fails, his biggest loss is this figure. His soul cannot be divided, and it is impossible to bind him here.

As for the possibility that the magic tower could divide his soul, Gao De felt that it did not exist. The magic stone didn't really seep into his ooze monster's body, but into the demon's body.

Wrapped in the rubble gushing out of the tower, an extremely terrifying force shook his heart, and when Gao De was worried, a warm current was squeezed out of the demon's body, and trickled out.

The magic tower really didn't divide his soul, but what was this wisp of things that was extracted?

The rubble cleared, and Gao De put down his hand in confusion, and then saw a bloody handprint on the tower, which was so blurry that it was almost impossible to see the outline.

"Brother Wang,"

Kitayama said, "You have fallen into the devil too deeply, and you are in danger of taking the soul of the devil at any time. However, if you are lucky, with the magic stone to help you suppress the power of the demons, the danger will be greatly reduced. ”

"But you can't rest on your laurels, it's only a slight slowdown for now. As long as you do your best for the secret hand and get more magic stones to seal in the tower, your soul will be safer. ”

Thanks for your brain supplement, I still haven't figured out what's going on.

Gao De was in shock, and a spirit suddenly understood.

The real demon is that his soul is infected by the demon, but he is not, he takes the soul of the demon into a figure, and then uses the figure to cover the soul to disguise the demon.

This Blood Demon Foot Pawn figure was pinched by Wang Zihe's son, and although he couldn't find even a trace of his memory, there was always a fragment of his soul left. Now imprinted on the tower is the soul of the poor fellow, and it has nothing to do with him.

"What is this thing made of?"

Old man Xiahou asked curiously, "Except for Talifa, can't you earn it yourself?"

"It's not a secret," Beishan said disapprehantly: "The magic stone is refined by the demon dust, and only the tower can refine it, so you can only wait for the tower to send it." Every month, you will be given a penny to replenish the loss, and if you want more, in addition to raising the rank, you will complete the task. ”

"You don't have to stand outside, but you can meet here. Beishan said again: "You are from the tower, and there will be a routine task for you in the tower, which can be accepted or not, but the task I announced cannot be refused." If you have free time, you can also move around in the Ta language, and remember not to reveal your identity when interacting with other demons. ”

The so-called "tower language" should be those blood-red filaments of light circling around the magic tower, which contain all kinds of information.

"What's the task now?"

Badao Li was in a hurry, "In addition to the magic stone, is there a golden dragon in the reward?"

"Unless you are promoted above the little finger," said Kitayama in a low voice, "there will be no dealings outside of the Gray Realm, why should you understand." ”

Badao Li was speechless and silent, while Eagle Claw Pang, Fire-Eyed Yang and Old Man Xiahou nodded in unison. As a demon, a living demon, he naturally knows the importance of hiding his identity. Unless you become a high-level tower person, you become a core member of the magic tower.

Gao De sat up from the bed, put away the figure, and sensed his condition, and there was no abnormality.

Looking closely at the figure, there is a faint black spot in the depths of the figure woven by blood-colored light silk.

Gao De then looked at the label, the label information swayed, and it took a while to change from vague and garbled to the text he was familiar with, Aurora text.

"Bloodseeker / Finesse / Darkhand Blood Tower (Level 5) / Osmotic pressure 120".

There are actually two more, the first one is easy to understand, it is to explain the ownership of the figure, the Secret Hand Blood Tower is really higher than the Messenger's Reef level, and the latter item makes Gao De's hair stand up.

That's right, at this moment, Gaode's hair stood up, and the data finally appeared!