"Uh-" Mo Wen froze suddenly, he didn't expect Anna to say that, in all fairness, Motaya is also a little beauty, although not as good as Lilian, but it is also a different taste. If Lillian hadn't watched herself too closely along the way, he might have looked for an opportunity to do it.

Unfortunately, before he could say anything, Motaya spoke first, "Anna! Her eyes were a little red, and she looked like she was about to cry.

"Okay, okay," Anna pouted, "just a joke." ”

She looked at Mo Wen, "What was just a joke just now, we really want to buy this fist sword, but now we don't have enough money, how about I use this ancient book to pay off my debts?" I don't know what magic is on it, but there aren't many books with magical powers. ”

Anna handed Mo Wen a worn-out ancient book, "This is what we stumbled upon in the Stone Wilderness. ”

Mo Wen looked at it for a moment, and then his eyes shrank.

"It's a very good book, and the value seems to be above the fist sword, so let's pick a piece of equipment at random in addition to this fist sword." Mo Wen put away the ancient book, and then spoke.

"No need! This fist sword is enough! Motaya was in a hurry, picked up his fist and sword, and pulled Anna away without waiting for Mo Wen to say anything more.

Looking at the two people who were far away, Mo Wen sighed lightly, saying that the transaction just now was really a pity, if only they were serious.

On the other side, far away from Mo Wen's stall, Motaya complained to Anna: "Anna, how could you just make that kind of joke with Modi, what if he takes it seriously?" ”

Anna said casually: "Isn't that better, anyway, you've long liked him, isn't this just an opportunity?" ”

"Y-What do you say?" Motaya stammered a little.

Seeing her blushing face, Anna sighed, this little girl who looked cold on the outside was actually very weak on the inside.

"Fool, the gap between us and him is getting farther and farther away, and if you don't take advantage of the opportunity, it's really too late."

Motaya's face darkened, and she gently stroked the fist sword, "I know," her voice was a little bitter, "but he already has Lilian by his side, in terms of strength and appearance, what can I compare to, if I don't give up?" ”

Seeing Motaya's sad appearance, Anna felt a little distressed, and as the time spent together gradually increased, she really liked this little girl, and this was the first time she became interested in things other than magic.

"Now, Motaya, how about we try our luck at that place? Maybe there will be a reward? ”

Motaya was stunned, "Anna, didn't you say that there was probably a trap there?" ”

"Yes, it's a trap, but there's definitely treasure there, and that's our only chance." Anna looked at Motaya silently.

Motaya lowered her head and rubbed the sword repeatedly, finally revealing a determined look.

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The black wasteland, as far as the eye can see, is a dark land, the earth seems to have lost its life, and from time to time a few blood eagles like crows swoop across the sky, adding a bit of desolation to the oppressive environment.

A huge white tower, half of the tower has collapsed, the white walls still have black scorch marks, it seems to have been abandoned for a long time, and layers of green vines surround it.

"Modi, are we really going to get something out of coming here?" Looking at the Forgotten Tower, now in ruins, Lillian asked.

“… So it had the intention of going to the countess, the woman who had wanted to use the blood of a virgin to rejuvenate and be buried alive... And her castle soon collapsed into ruins under all kinds of brutal acts. An inaccessible tower was erected above the forgotten wilderness of the gods, like some kind of evil monument. The countess's wealth is believed to have been divided among the clergy, although some of it remains untraced and remains buried around decaying skeletons, the only silent witnesses to the inhumanity in the castle. ”

Rummaging through an ancient book, Mo Wen whispered these words.

"I don't know if someone recorded it, or if it's the power contained in the book itself, but it does show that there is a leader here who can get Diablo's attention, and I have inquired with Akara before I came, and those clergy did not find the countess at the beginning, she seems to have disappeared out of thin air, and there have always been rumors that she is under this tower and has never left."

"Well, that's probably true." Lillian drew her javelin and threw it out, and the two Nights, who had just run out of the rubble, fell in response.

"At least there's hell here."

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After clearing out a few blind monsters, the two entered the Tower of Oblivion and searched.

It was a spacious hall, and from this area, you could still vaguely feel the prosperity of the place, but unfortunately the inside of the tower looked more desolate than the outside, and all the items were either half burned by the fire, or rotted to the ground. Yan's torn armor fell to the ground, the half-mutilated mural was covered with dust, and it was almost impossible to see what it was, and the handrail leading to the upper floor had broken into several pieces.

Mo Wen and Lilian began to search one room after another, should it be said that it is worthy of the residence of the countess Zeng Jin, there are many rooms in the Forgotten Tower that are only half of them, and it took a long time for the two to complete the search of all the rooms.

Lilian looked at Mo Wen and shook her head, she didn't find any mechanism.

"So?" Mo Wen lowered his head and pondered, in the game, he could directly find a downward passage, and then go directly to the countess's residence, but it was obviously impossible here, otherwise those clergymen would have dragged the countess's body out and burned it to ashes.

"Damn, where the hell is that passage?" Mo Wen cursed in a low voice.

As if in response to his words, the ancient book in his hand suddenly turned on its own and stopped at an illustration, which was a very beautiful woman, dressed in full costume, and exuding an elegant temperament, and a very haughty expression.

Suddenly, the pages of the ancient book emitted a faint light, shining directly on a mural in the hall.

It was a scorched mural that had been covered with layers of dust, about a person tall, and with the bright light, the whole mural began to glow faintly, and the dust on it fell off, and the whole picture seemed to have been cleaned to the side, and it became clear, it was also a sub-figure painting, a beautiful woman holding flowers in her hand, dressed in costume, and seemed to be admiring her beauty in the mirror.

The light grew brighter and brighter, and with a clattering sound, the mural opened from one side to the other, revealing a pitch-black downward passage.