As they stood at the entrance of the cave and looked down, Nata and Akasha realized that this magic tower was probably far from being as simple as it seemed.

Even if it is the Pachar Magic Tower, there has never been a "hollow" design below - everyone understands the importance of the foundation, and Akasha also knows that the higher the building, the deeper the foundation, but now it seems... The body of the tower that the two of them had seen outside before seemed to be only a small part of the top part of this magic tower.

In short, the magic tower seen by outsiders is just the tip of the iceberg.

Akasha and Nata weren't interested in exploring anything else besides the ice crystal veins, they both knew that now was not the time to be in a daze, but after standing for more than ten seconds, the two of them took a step back in unison, and then looked at the rooms above the tower.

"What are we going to do if the tower is broken?"

Akasha's words were actually more like asking herself, although Nata knew the stakes, but she didn't understand magic, she knew that she couldn't make any effective judgments, and after thinking about it, she replied loudly: "First make sure you survive, and then go to Roddy and the team." ”

"Survive..."

They all understand the truth and have the same goal, but Akasha understands how difficult it is: if they are only attacked by orcs or undead, it is not difficult, but which of those terrifying beings beyond their cognition just now can they deal with?

So far, I can only rely on my own head to try to find a way.

"Go up and look at these rooms, and if you can find another way out, it's best. ”

Although she always remained gentle and calm when she was by Roddy's side, Akasha was the one who had been the captain and led the team after all, and seeing that Nata had no opinions, she took the initiative to stand up and make a decision.

"Keep some distance from me, and if you fall into a trap, you can take care of it. ”

As she spoke, Akasha walked up the stairs, and she could see some scorched marks on the ground, which presumably had been burned by the elemental fire demon just now, but otherwise everything around her was pretty clean.

Walking up the stairs, there was no movement around, and the only thing that could be heard was the sound of the two of them breathing and footsteps. When they walked to the second floor, they both noticed the exaggerated high-elf script "graffiti" on a stone wall-

"A bunch of frogs at the bottom of a well!"

Akasha had already learned most of the high elf texts under Roddy's teaching and self-study, and she couldn't help but pronounce this sentence when she saw it. She read it several times, only to find that the handwriting seemed random, but in fact it was not simple: it was carved directly into the stone wall by some force, and it was not the work of a sharp object.

As you continue to walk forward, you can see similar marks on the walls:

"The one hundred and twenty-seventh experiment failed, I don't believe it can't be done!"

"It's thirteen, Elson idiots, just wait. ”

It sounded like someone's thoughts, but Akasha felt more and more wrong after reading a few sentences: Isn't Elson the High Elf King's City?

Just as she was thinking about it, Nata, who had always been silent, suddenly said, "There's something strange here..."

"Well, what's strange?"

Akasha turned her head.

"I don't know any of that, but you see—except for these graffiti, it seems like somewhere else... There are no words. ”

Nata's words made the young priest who was thinking widen his eyes. Fortunately, when I looked around, the words that should have been marked on the door or outdoors were all bare!

When I was in the Pachar Magic Tower, those rooms would be marked with words such as "specimen room", "herb storage room", "elemental laboratory" and so on, and the role of words did not need to be explained too much, but why can't I see any words here now?

"Didn't you have time to write?

Akasha stopped, reached out and brushed the stone door that should have been written, not expecting it to open silently. And the scene inside the house made the two people outside the door startled at the same time-

It seems that there is a stone platform covered with scratches in the stone room of more than 50 square meters, and the dried blood stains on its surface have been superimposed many times, and even the original cyan stone platform has become purple red. And on the ground next to it, a rotting corpse had been disemboweled, its flesh and skin had long since dried up, and only a hideous expression remained on its face.

On the other side, more than ten corpses of the same size were stacked on top of each other, and the dense bones made Akasha shudder.

She wasn't afraid of corpses, but she suddenly had doubts about the role of the magic tower—

"It's all... The corpse of a snow monster?"

"Phew!"

The snow monster clinging to the city wall fell suddenly, slamming into the ground.

The back of its head was smashed by the wood, because the impact was too heavy, its eyes had been smashed alive, and its limbs twitched a few times when it landed, and it directly lost its breath.

On the outer city wall, the besieging snow monsters used their lives to fight the soldiers from the Karen Kingdom.

Although each snow monster was huge, it had little power to resist in front of the city walls. The city wall is smooth and neat, difficult to climb, the snow monster struggled to climb up and was smashed down within a few meters, and the body of more than 400 catties often dragged down three or four companions when it fell, and the people on the city wall only had to keep pouring oil and stones downward, so that countless snow monsters howled and lost their lives.

The corpses under the city were piled up, but there was not much joy on the faces of the soldiers. The constant fighting made them feel tired - even if there was a rotation of reserves, such a non-stop battle would not be able to withstand the iron-clad people. Looking at the irrational snow monsters rushing up, even the most senior soldiers were a little frightened.

These veterans are not afraid of tough battles, but fighting with a group of irrational madmen is really a little worried in their hearts.

The elites of the hundred battles have such emotions, and those barbarians who have not yet experienced a few fierce battles are even more unbearable... When the timid barbarians were reprimanded by Sodrore, everyone's faces were embarrassed and embarrassed.

The two sides didn't understand each other's language, but the most basic body language was understood by everyone: Sodrol pointed his sword under the city walls, even if the barbarians didn't have long brains. But even then, most of them stood there with their heads bowed, like ostriches with their heads stuck in the sand.

Even though there have been a few battles with the snow monsters before, the impact of the barbarians' ten years of cowardice cannot be eliminated at all... For most of the barbarians, being able to stay standing without escaping was already the result of their efforts to restrain themselves.

"Don't you have a brain, if you don't go up now, we'll all be finished when the other party gets up the wall!"

"... Don't stand here stupidly!"

The scabbard had little effect on these guys, except for the guy named Erwin, who seemed to have an accident, and the rest of the big guys were staring at the city with wandering eyes, as if they were ready to smear the soles of their feet at any time.

"We can't escape! Basra, Gouco, what are you afraid of?"

Erwin was the strongest in the team, but he was too young to have much prestige, so his persuasion was also ineffective - he didn't really have any "foresight" for the current battle, it was purely due to the belligerence in his bones. But when he encountered a group of "pig teammates" who were unwilling to contribute, Erwin couldn't help but feel a little annoyed.

"It's muddy and can't get up to the wall. ”

Shouting and shouting, scolding and scolding, beating and fighting, in the face of the still stubborn barbarians, Sodrol didn't bother to say anything, simply chose to give up, took the shield and turned around and threw himself into the front line of battle - the anger in his heart had nowhere to vent, and now the snow monsters besieging the city were unlucky: the giant wood carried by the two soldiers was picked up by him, and with the blessing of the battle spirit, he turned to the bottom of the city wall with one hand, and smashed three or four snow monsters into mud...

"Give me death!"

As the shouts echoed around, four or five barbarians turned and broke away from the group and ran straight towards the inner city. The remaining dozen or so people stayed where they were, their eyes hesitant. Erwin, who was armed with a tomahawk, spat and scolded his fleeing companions, then turned around and rushed to Sodlore's side, picking up his tomahawk and scooping a approaching snow monster...

This is just an episode in the whole chaos. The battle of the city defense without much technical content passed for a few hours, and the attack of the snow monsters seemed to be gradually weakened because of the soldiers' hard counterattack, but after the soldiers rotated their reserves four times, five or six huge "demonized snow monsters" finally slowly approached the city wall with heavy casualties in front.

Behind them are several of the more muscular leaders of the snow monsters...

"That's... Ms. Melinthella. ”

The slightly hesitant words, although not loud, seemed unusually abrupt in the silent palace.

Merinthera's body froze, but she did not stop moving forward.

She is very aware of her current situation: she has come to this path, and there is no possibility of "stopping" - after the failure of the dragon crystal, all hope is bet on the sculpture in front of her that exudes energy.

Everything is a last-ditch effort, and no one can stop her.

But Roddy didn't seem to have this kind of awareness, and after shouting that sentence, he hesitated for a few seconds and continued, "I think... The thing in front, it's better not to open it. ”

There was a twinkle in his voice, which seemed to Merinthra to be a normal thing: mortals should have this kind of awe when facing dragons.

But she didn't know that Roddy's nervousness was not because of her identity at all, but because of the reliefs on the walls inside the palace!

Entering, Merinthera went straight to the point, heading towards the statue of Solomon in the center of the hall, apparently intending to see what was beneath it. But Roddy didn't dare to act so rashly - he was nervous when he took on the "legendary" level mission, where would he move around? As soon as he stayed where he was, he began to observe his surroundings, hoping to find some clues that would help the mission.

For a successful PVE player, there is always a "mission" to follow. And after seeing the reliefs around him, he immediately understood what kind of place this was...

"Lady Merin Sella—I'm not kidding, I want you to listen to what I say before you decide, okay?"

The Shadow Dragon ignored him, striding over to the sculpture in the center of the hall. Luo Di's eyelids twitched, and he only felt that the muscles in his whole body were tense, and at this time, he didn't care about being rude, and said loudly: "If you have time, you can look at the relief on the third wall on your right!"

At this point, anyone could hear the anxiety and pleading in Roddy's words, and Merinthra's footsteps finally stopped.

But just when Roddy thought she would look at the relief, Merinthera turned slowly and swept Roddy with an extremely indifferent and disgusted gaze: "You are not qualified to speak here, mortal. ”

The next moment, her raised fist had already slammed into the statue of Solomon under the bronze canopy...

[When you can write, you must be writing, and when you are really tired, you will rest, and the update will not be uncertain, but it will not break.] 】