The material of the parchment has become extremely loose over time, as if it shattered at the touch of a touch, and disappeared into the wind in an instant, but Aldrich Triss's palm hung firmly in the air three millimeters from its cover, just enough to meet the 'contact' distance of the restoration.

After dozens of starlight particles flickered, the entire parchment shone with a slight white glow of pearl texture, and the magical spell did not turn the hands of time back, but only made the rotten paper strong, the crunchy and broken fibers were reconnected, and the dry parchment gum regained its elasticity.

Gently dusting off the cover, the knight picked up the book, and though he knew it had been restored and looked new, he was still carefully picking up the pages with his fingers and flipping through them. His fears proved to be unfounded, but Aldrich's cautious personality helped him avoid many surprises, and he persevered.

This is a torture notebook written in the lingua franca, and also contains a lot of experimental data, the source of which is the prison imprisoned on the second basement floor of the mage tower, several evil beasts from the bottomless abyss that have crossed long distances through summoning, and the last page is a healing potion made by extracting the blood of the abyssal species.

Even Tris, who insisted on the way of the knight of virtue, immediately realized that this was a way of wealth flowing with a stream of silver, and there was only one problem: how to summon the abyssal evil.

It is said that these beasts that embrace the source of evil have powerful bodies and sharp claws, and the best of them will even use the filthy elements in their bodies to perform low-level sorcery, such as the vicious curse of blinding, the burning flame of brimstone, and the piercing screams that can plunge ordinary people into chaos and madness, and so on.

'That's not easy to deal with, you have to think of a perfect solution, and you have to learn how to summon the abyssal species, imprison the locks, and extract the blood that boils like lava. To make a healing potion, it is necessary to mix inhibitors to neutralize the properties of the medicine that is too violent, and there are several recipes recorded in the book...... Seventeen kinds of herbs such as fish scale grass, sunflowers, and perfume lilies need to be cultivated, and nine special materials such as staghorn coral, iolite, and sea soul agate must be collected. God, I can't do it alone. ’

The more he thought about it, the more problems arose, and if he didn't want to be discovered, Aldrich would have to become a herb grower, a fisherman who went to the sea to collect coral, and a miner who dug for gems near volcanoes.

Prince, who had come with hope and was filled with disappointment, looked very depressed, and he stared at the books in the cabinet with stunned eyes, but he did not dare to venture to touch them again, otherwise his heart would be like those rotten things that shatter at the touch of a touch, and turn to ashes in the blink of an eye.

"Let's go down and explore the other levels, it's closed for now, and we'd better not come until we find a solution. "Knight Tris's proposal was quickly responded to by the 'guide', who nodded in understanding and agreement.

"There's a treasure here, but I haven't found the right key. With a look of pity on his face, Princeteen reluctantly followed Aldrich into the disc floating.

Knight Triss didn't mind Princeteen's use of 'I' instead of 'we', and he was a true treasure hunter with a key, as the guide had just said.

On the fourth floor, which belonged to the mage's master and the guest room for visitors, around a small living room, under the light of the dark red fire of the flame jewels, Princeteen unexpectedly found a set of fine porcelain, and each piece was intact, and the texture was still radiant despite the baptism of time and the dust on the surface.

Seeing these familiar and unfamiliar porcelain, which is said to be a treasure in the country of Seris, and whose value is equal to gold, Aldrich stepped forward and picked up a teacup, stretched out his fingers and tapped it gently, and there was a soft groan of gold and iron.

Princeteen was so distressed that he hurriedly snatched his treasure from the hands of the reckless knight who didn't know the goods, but Tris didn't know as much as he did, and let him take it easily with a slight relaxation of his fingers.

Turning to collect tatters, Princeton found more than a dozen pieces of old silverware in the room, most of them were tableware such as soup spoons, spoons, cups, plates, and plates, and placed them on a specially treated log coffee table that was still intact at the moment, and estimated the value with relish.

Aldrich shook his head slightly, said hello and went to explore the next floor, and Prince, who tirelessly continued to rummage through boxes and cabinets in his bedroom and guest room in search of treasures, didn't even bother to lift his eyelids.

The third floor is a bit special, with a ring corridor connecting a large and four small a total of five laboratories, or it can be called a preparation room, a utensils room, a distillation room, a pharmacy room and a laboratory, and the interlocking processes constitute a complete system of assembly operations.

In the prototype of the assembly line, the mages were indeed wise pioneers, and in the long-term alchemy experiments, the original single link was sorted out to save time and improve efficiency. ’

Unfortunately, the fragile glassware may not be able to withstand the impact of the settlement of the mage tower, shattering and cracking in the violent turbulence, except for the table fixed in the stone bricks, even a set of crucibles for smelting metal cannot be found intact.

Walking around the laboratory, there was no place to linger, Aldrich did not wait for the floating dish to descend, and directly grabbed the stone slab and jumped down the second floor.

The smell of freshness greeted you, and unlike any other level, it was simply a splendid garden, crowded with plants and almost no place to stay.

When Triss approached a smiling sunflower, its petals spontaneously retracted, and its branches turned sideways, like a shy maiden, spat out a thumb-sized silver ingot, which landed with a sound.

The shivering lycoris, the bright red petals filled with the subtle element of fire, made the whole layer suddenly warm, and even Aldrich felt a slight sweat on his forehead.

The unusually high temperature caused the hot and cold air to rise and settle, and the light wind shook the bell orchid, and the core of the bell swayed back and forth like a pendulum, hitting the brass petals, and it made a dull bell, and the echo resonance was endless.

One by one, the seeds that stretched their wings were swept up by the hot wind and spun aimlessly down with the exploding fruits. Seeing this familiar and unfamiliar scene, Tris leisurely remembered the rotor blades of the helicopter, and the principle was very similar.

He also noticed that the twelve floor-to-ceiling windows used for lighting on this level seemed to have invisible barriers, and those seeds collided with each other, and they could not penetrate at all, and they directly rotated and fell.

"It's amazing, after an unknown number of years, only the barriers that can not be entered and exited can still exist, and even the floating disc elevator has stopped running, is there a unique energy circulation system at this level? Could it be these wonderful plants?"

Aldrich suddenly remembered Master Felix, who had settled in Eastwood as a gardener, a follower of the Way of the Oak Tree, and he must have known these plants, and perhaps how to grow them. ’

The knight looked around the garden and found a peculiar shrub behind the bread tree, the torch berry, which was said to have survived near the volcano, the ruby-like fruit wrapped in flexible crystal foliage like a raging flame, and as the name suggests, it could indeed be used for lighting.

'Good luck!' Tris stepped forward to pluck a handful, and by the way took down two arm-long, spindle-shaped breadfruit. It is rich in starch, and when lightly baked, it will taste as sweet and soft as white bread, and when baked to the seventh layer, the unique springy bite is enough to make gluttons crave it.

The bread and fruit hanging from the branches made Aldrich's mood much better, although the miners carried dry food with them, but that amount could not last a few days, especially those pot-bellied men, who could easily win the crown in the big stomach king competition.

Raising a torch to illuminate the torch, the Knight of Terris exits the Arcane Garden, dodging the rising Floating Saucer Disc and jumping to the ground floor before jumping to the dark Negative Level.

With his feet on the ground, his legs slightly bent to relieve the momentum, he slowly stood up, and held the torch berry high, and in front of him was an empty room, with an altar-like three-tiered platform in the middle.

The masonry floor of this level was covered with a thick layer of dust, Aldrich brushed away the dust with his mind, and saw the stone slab engraved with intricate arcane symbols, he did not understand the purpose and principle of his palm and touched it, and immediately there was a piercing chill, as if imprisoning the frost of winter.

According to the records of the torture notes, this is the summoning circle, and the last abyssal species test subject is a wolf-shaped frost monster, and the cold pulp contained in their alveoli is an excellent spell casting material and alchemy raw material, for the owner of the mage tower, its blood can refine antifreeze potions, and even treat frostbite and heal festering wounds. ’

In the room next to the summoning circle, a silver-gray skeleton lying on the ground suddenly trembled twice, and a fiery red light appeared in the hollow orbital bones, like a pair of dead eyes.

It struggled to its feet, pulling out the short knife from its shoulder blade behind its back, a withered black heart strung in front of it, weathered by the passage of time, and the touch of it had turned everything to dust.

There was a creaking sound from the joints, and the gray skeleton came to the door of the room, his left hand pressed against the edge of the door, his right hand holding a short knife, and his 'eyes' stared at Aldrich.

The undead are really skeletons. Knowing that he was not dreaming, the Knight of Tris immediately clenched his fists in the face of a moving skeleton, adjusted the rhythm of his breathing, and burst into a fatal blow at any moment.

The gray skull was clearly aware of the weapon it was holding in its right hand, and easily opened its knuckles, and the rusty short knife immediately fell to the ground with a crisp clang, and then spread its hands out to show no hostility.

Such a clever choice made Aldrich's vigilance rise sharply, "Either he doesn't make a move, or if he makes a move, he will break this undead creature into pieces, or even crush it directly to slag." ’

"Hello, guest from afar, I'm the tower spirit of the Aqua Blue Mage Tower, Christinus. Now with my sincere greetings to you through the body of the previous owner, Master Delgon. ”

"Would you be interested in owning an abandoned mage tower?"