The light cocoon, turning into a rain of light and soaking into Roy's body.

When Roy woke up, he found that there was another mutated golden source power in his body.

"Six golden source powers!" Roy couldn't help but be overjoyed.

He couldn't have been more aware of the power of this golden source power. However, this kind of source power was not something that he could improve and increase through cultivation. Therefore, when he found that the golden source power had increased again at this moment, even if it was only one more, it made him feel very happy.

According to Roy's estimate, if he had seven golden source powers, then he would be able to increase the power of ninth-level magic to more than three times! If he had eight golden source powers, it would mean that he would be able to use them for the increase of tenth-level magic!

Level 10 magic!

Even if the power is only doubled, it is enough to make anyone feel terrified. Not long ago, the tenth-level Ice Banshee magic released by Afu directly turned the tide of the battle, causing the Thunderstorm Hunting Team, which had an absolute advantage in numbers and strength, to collapse in an instant.

And the eight golden source powers are not fantasies. Since he has passed through the third layer of magic array, what about the fourth, fifth, sixth, and seventh layers? If you can get one from each layer, you will be able to have a total of ten golden source powers!

That's enough to triple the power of level 10 magic!

The more Roy thought about it, the more excited he became, and his heart beat faster as he looked at the staircase.

However, he did not rush upstairs. He had to digest what he had gained at this level.

Roy calmed down. Because he didn't faint when he completed the challenge of the third layer of the magic array, he knew very well what was happening. As he had expected, it was the magic tower left behind by Noiotans that caused the mutation of his source power.

When he passed the level, the entire magic circle collapsed and turned into a little starlight. Wrapped in itself into a giant cocoon of light. A mysterious power, like a clear spring, constantly washing his body, a little bit into his own magic.

That feeling of extreme comfort made me fall asleep. When he woke up, not only had his body recovered to its best state, but also had an extra golden source power.

And in addition to this golden source power. I also have a huge catch, and that is the use of magic!

By this time, Roy was fully certain that Noi Otanns had left these circles, which not only tested the passers, but also had the role of teaching and training.

Because, in the magic array of this level, what he learned was to skip the level of confrontation!

For Roy, the overstepping confrontation is nothing new. From the moment I left Bollabelle, in fact. A large number of the enemies he encounters are of a higher level than himself. However, with the dual cultivation of magic and martial arts, with the secret mastery such as the sword technique of fighting for life, the elven footwork, and the change of rulings and surprises, he still became the one who finally stood again and again.

Roy knew where his strengths were, and he wasn't prepared to abandon them, but he still had to marvel at what Noiotans had taught him through this magic array. And excited and grateful for it.

Because, Noy Otans's overstepping confrontation. It's a cross-level confrontation in the sense of complete magic. Nothing else is involved.

At that time, the ten attack spells released in each round of the attack circle far exceeded the level of the interlocutor. If you add up the mana required for these spells, the total amount is more than 40,000 magic codes. It's doubled, and it's completely at the level of the Blazing Sun Five-Star Magister.

You must know that the one-star Magister of the Bright Sun only has about 20,000 magic codes. And the five stars of the sun are the magic of 30,000 magic codes. However, in order to break through to the realm of the Dao Sky Sage, these magicians must increase their magic power to 60,000 in order to ensure that they can survive the magic barrier.

That's why, at the five-star stage of each level of the mage. The reason for the great difference in strength.

But no matter what, a magician with 40,000 magic codes will not have any suspense against a magician with only 20,000 magic codes. Unless the former makes a fatal mistake, or the latter has special means, it is simply crushing.

However, it wasn't until Roy unleashed the defensive magic one by one in accordance with the rules of the defensive magic circle that he discovered that he could really use a mere 20,000 magic codes to receive the opponent's indiscriminate bombardment with 40,000 magic powers. The trick is just the selection and use of magic.

For example, deal with a level 8 [Lightning Firebird] with a standard mana value of 10,000 magic codes. According to Roy's previous thoughts, whether he chooses to attack or defend, he needs at least a level 8 magic with more than 7,000 magic codes to ensure safety.

This magic is extremely fast, and the single attack power is very powerful. A firebird can penetrate a platoon of cavalry, and if it is on the battlefield, it is obvious that a straight path of blood appears where the firebird shoots. What's even more nerve-wracking is that this magic is controlled by the magician and is almost impossible to dodge.

However, at that time, the magic prescribed by the defensive magic array was a sixth-level [Blazing Whirlwind] with a mere two thousand magic codes.

The Blazing Whirlwind is not a defensive spell, rather, it is a group attack spell. It can form a flame storm with a radius of 50 meters around the caster, causing damage to enemies within range. Using this magic against the Lightning Firebird is quite incomprehensible.

However, when the lightning firebird burrowed into the range of the fiery whirlwind, Roy discovered a strange phenomenon - the tail element of the lightning flaminbird changing direction was fused by the fiery whirlwind.

Losing the magician's control, the firebird arced like a leaf thrown into a whirlpool in the swirling blazing whirlwind, and was thrown out.

From beginning to end, this firebird, which consumed 10,000 magic codes, failed to pose any threat to Roy!

There are many more such examples.

It can be said that every attack and defense in the magic array has opened Roy's eyes. It wasn't until this time that he knew that magic could still be played like this.

Roy is a thinker and has a great sense of comprehension.

After twelve rounds of one hundred and twenty spells, he had already grasped the key to these clever attacks and defenses, and he had thought of many tricks for using the same type of magic.

After carefully sorting out his thoughts, Roy stood up. Head to the fourth floor

The bone dragon watched Roy go up the fourth floor.

"Okay, this time we don't bet on whether this kid can pass or not, we bet on how long he can use!" Long Jiu proposed.

"One prayer!" Long Qi shouted impatiently. It felt like it was quite bullish on the kid.

"I think," Ryuba touched his chin, his eyes rolling twice, "it won't take more than forty minutes." ”

"No more than forty minutes?" Long Qi was stunned. Before he could come to his senses. I heard Long Jiu say quickly: "Thirty-five minutes! I bet he will be able to pass the test within thirty-five minutes!"

"Are you crazy?" Ryuchi shouted.

Indeed, they all agreed that since entering the magic tower, this kid has performed many miracles one after another. Open the path of redemption, pass the second and third layers perfectly, and obtain the reward of magical evolution - all this shows that the path of salvation left by His Majesty in the first place is probably for him.

This also means that he is likely to be the one he is waiting for. Otherwise, they simply can't explain anything that borders on miracles in any other way.

However. Long Qi never expected that his two companions would be so optimistic. You know, even if this kid on the third floor had a good life, it took him a full forty minutes!

However, Long Qi's voice was ignored.

"I'll bet five gold coins. "Dragon Eight Dao.

"Yes!" Long Jiu said, "Whoever guesses the closest result wins!"

After saying that, the two bone dragons turned their huge bone heads and stared at Long Qi.

Long Qi stammered. For some reason, it suddenly felt as if it had overlooked something.

Soon. This hunch was confirmed.

Just thirty-two minutes later, Long Qi watched as the human kid in the picture passed the test of the fourth layer of the magic array. And then. He made it all the way through the fifth, sixth, and seventh floors one after another, and the time on each floor became shorter and shorter.

Yes, no mistake, it's getting shorter! Thirty minutes on the fifth floor. The sixth floor took twenty-seven minutes, and the seventh floor even took only nineteen minutes!

Long Qi couldn't remember how many gold coins he had lost.

It only knew that these gold coins had either fallen into the hands of Long Ba or into the hands of Long Jiu. The two guys were smiling and elated. The bets are getting bigger and bigger. The gambling time is also shorter than the other. Now, they've bet that it will only take ten minutes for this kid to get through the eighth floor!

Long Qi felt that his brain was a little insufficient. So it decided to ask.

"Why?"

..................

On the seventh floor, Roy spread himself out into a large character and looked at the dome. Gradually, the corners of his mouth gradually hooked a slight arc, and his eyes became brighter and brighter.

He laughed.

A few prayer hours ago, when he walked into this magic tower, Roy didn't expect to be able to break into this place, let alone break through at such a fast speed.

The seventh floor of the Magic Tower!

The golden source power in the body has reached ten realms!

Lying here at the moment, Roy only has gratitude for Noi Otanns in his heart.

To others, it may seem strange to be able to break through the levels so quickly and continuously. You must know that the design of any magic tower is that the higher up and closer to the core of the magic tower, the more complex and dangerous the arrangement of traps and magic arrays.

This is the place where the owners of the Magic Tower treasured the brainchild of their life, and where they lived, cultivated, and studied for most of their lives. They are the only rulers here. In order to protect this place, especially the upper core area, they will do whatever it takes.

Countless painstaking efforts, precious materials, and the investment of knowledge and experience make the magic tower far more terrifying than people can imagine.

No one wants to go to war with a mage who stays in their own magic tower. The traps and magic circles scattered throughout the tower are simply a black hole. No one would be surprised to devour even a legion.

While the attacker struggles in traps, crowds in narrow corridors, and despairs in the midst of endless magical attacks, the magician will also concoct a little crazy gadget, or drink a potion that restores mental and magical powers, and hum a song to fry a steak.

If he had enough acolytes, apprentices and followers, he could even get a good night's sleep.

This shows the horror of the magic tower.

This is true for ordinary magicians' magic towers, and naturally the magic towers of Noiotanns are no exception. In fact, Roy only found out after gaining control of the area control circles on the second and fifth levels, respectively. The real defense system of the magic tower has not been activated at all!

He was only a test left by Noiotans.

These trials are like treating a student, not an invading enemy. And this is the main reason why I was able to break from the fourth floor to the seventh floor in just two prayer hours.

In these magic arrays, Roy got not only a test, but also learning and improving. And the skills and knowledge learned in the previous magic array. It can always be used in the next magic array. So the more you go up and the more you master, the easier it becomes.

That's why he's able to lie here now, looking at the seventh dome of the Magic Tower!

Rolling over and standing up, Roy turned his head to look.

A magic pattern circle was slowly rising from the ground.

Roy took several deep breaths, unable to contain his growing heartbeat. Even several machine spirits appeared one after another at this time, staring nervously at the Demon Pattern Array.

This is the control circle on the seventh floor of the Magic Tower. And in the Magic Tower. The seventh layer has a very important status and significance.

You must know that because of the relationship between seniority, strength and wealth, ordinary Langxing mages can only build a three-story magic tower. Each level you increase will create an additional layer of qualifications and abilities.

And the seventh layer represents the Dharma God who has stepped into the Holy Realm!

Therefore, whether it is the Divine Continent three hundred years ago or the Salvation Continent three hundred years later, most of the magicians' magic towers are only seven floors. One comes. It's because seven floors are enough. Second, it is also because mages need to maintain the humility that a scholar should have. Avoid being hated.

Of course, not everyone thinks this way.

There are at least two exceptions. The first type is the self-conscious and arrogant guy. This type of person usually doesn't end well. The eight-story magic tower they built was often visited by some of their peers who were stronger than them, but only had a seven-story magic tower.

In the end, either they tear down a layer themselves. Either someone else will tear it all down for them.

And the second type is a super strong person like Noiotans. For such a character, even if he is willing to cultivate a hundred floors, no one will have any opinion.

But in any case, the magic tower will not exceed nine floors.

Because nine represents the extreme, but it does not mean perfection. For a lifetime of never-ending magical knowledge. For a magician who always retains a sense of awe and exploration of the unknown, building a ten-story magic tower is a stupid and unaesthetic idea.

Therefore, Roy was sure that he was only two floors away from the top of the Magic Tower. At the same time, this also means that in addition to the core control circle of the ninth layer, this control circle of the seventh layer ranks second in importance. It's likely that there is a control pattern in one of the confined areas on it.

Walking quickly to the control circle, Roy waited.

Soon, as the control circle was fully opened, control patterns of different colors appeared on the circular circle. At the same time, there was also a resonance with the control circle in the sea of knowledge.

Feeling the message transmitted by the circle, Roy's eyes suddenly lit up.

Got it!

Roy spun around the circle and found a black square control area. In this control area, there are a total of thirty-two magic patterns. With Roy's mana input, the first magic pattern lit up.

Soon, in the void in the center of the circular circle, a magic light curtain suspended in the black void appeared.

"Garden?"

Roy was stunned. In his imagination, the confined area of the magic tower should be something similar to a closed dungeon, but what he didn't expect was that what appeared in the light curtain was a huge and dilapidated garden.

And before he could come back to his senses, suddenly, a scream rang out.

I saw that in the picture, a running mercenary was caught up from behind by five or six level 7 demons and fell to the ground. His figure only struggled for a moment in the growing group of demons, and then fell silent. And beside him, several other mercenaries who were fighting back-to-back were also in danger.

Thousands of demons surge, occupying every inch of the frame.

Roy stared at all of this blankly, and for a moment he felt a bone-chilling chill crawl up his back.

He quickly controlled the magic pattern and looked down on the garden.

The huge garden is full of hordes of demons. And the human mercenaries who swim in it are like isolated islands surrounded by seawater. The two sides are fighting fiercely. Although the losses of demons far exceed those of humans, no matter how they are killed, they seem to be endless.

And as soon as someone is killed, a strange demon will immediately appear, sucking all the blood of the corpse dry. The demons were then escorted to the middle of the garden.

When following these strange ball demons and seeing the huge blood-colored altar in the middle of the garden and the red light door that had been opened on it, Roy only felt a buzz in his head, and it went blank.

Thousands of demons are pouring into the Red Light Gate.

They roared, looking manic, excited and hideous. When their bodies passed through the red light curtain of the light gate, a layer of blood-colored light was attached to their bodies. This layer of blood-colored red light came from the blood mist that was constantly supplying the light gate in the blood pool, directly suppressing the dark attributes in their bodies.

And on the altar, a huge red demon was staring at the light gate with a fanatical face. Its huge wings spread out, and it exuded an aura of terror all over its body.

"Oh my God, it's the Blood Sacrifice Passage!

"Twelve-level demons! Damn, they're attacking the continent!"

Several machine spirits were also alarmed. They suddenly appeared next to Roy, and there was an uproar. In particular, the voice of the shield spirit is the most eye-catching.

"The devil's trap!" cried the shield spirit, "it's the devil's trap!" ...... (To be continued.) )