The rope pulls the brute adventurer, climbing up again and again.

The height of the magic tower from the lake is not very high, it is less than twenty meters long. One end of the demonic rope was tied to a protruding dark purple crystal by a dwarf mage above the gate. And the other end is tied to Barrett's waist. It relied on the power of magic, shrinking on its own like an earthworm.

It's just that the speed at which the magic rope retracts is really a bit slow, making Barrett very bored and hung in the air.

It was the second closest experience he had to the sky. The most recent one was when he climbed a towering fir tree in the Misty Forest.

Barrett couldn't remember why he was stupid enough to climb a tree in the first place. Maybe it's a boring bet, or maybe it's a brag that's hard to get off the bench. In short, climbing a fir tree forty or fifty meters high was just one of the many stupid things he had ever done, which was not very conspicuous.

He vaguely felt that during the long climb, it seemed as if something else had happened, something quite important. But he couldn't remember exactly what those things were. I just vaguely remember that after I struggled to climb to the top, I hugged the tip of a tree that was beyond the sea of fog, and admired the magnificent and strange beauty of the upper layer of the misty forest.

The sunset was beautiful, the trees were towering, the clouds were smoky, the mist was churning, and a huge ray grazed the top of Barrett's head and flew lightly through the misty canopy......

The demonic rope around his waist scurried up again, shaking Barrett out of his memory.

The position of the rope shook a little crookedly, and his waist was extremely uncomfortable. But Barrett didn't dare to tidy it up, so he could only twist it a few times cautiously. The tower base of the magic tower is almost there, and if it falls down at this time, although there is a rippling lake below, the taste is not so pleasant.

Barrett could see the many villagers gathered around the nearby village, looking horrified at the Magic Tower, and Felix the Bard sitting in the boat below, humming a song and not worrying about the adventure that was about to take place.

The fool is always the happiest one in the crowd, and Barrett has to admit it.

Blue and yellow colors streaked across the sky, and it was Phyllis the parrot who flew out of the tower. She circled around the brute twice, eventually landing on his shoulders and combing her feathers like a bird.

Oh, it's meant to be a bird, it's just that Barrett always forgets that.

"How's it going inside?" he asked the parrot.

"I don't know. "The parrot spreads its wings very humanly," the door of the magic tower did not open as Master Theodore had imagined, only a small gap opened that could only be passed sideways. So most of the inside of the tower is pitch black, and you can't see much. ”

"What about the little mage?"

"Master Theodore is still busy inside, I wandered around inside, and I didn't find anything strange, and it didn't seem to be in any danger. After the parrot finished speaking, it flew up from Barrett's shoulder again, "I'll go see Felix." It flew towards the boat below.

If there is no danger, maybe this adventure will be as easy as the dwarf mage said.

The demonic rope scurried up again, and Barrett was only half a step away from the bottom of the tower. He raised his arms high, clasped his fingers on the edge of the tower, and with the help of the powerful muscular strength of his arms, he climbed upwards until he finally stood up.

The first thing that came into view was the open door made of two giant purple spinels, which showed the luxury and wealth of the mage.

Barrett untied the rope around her waist and threw it down casually, reaching out to touch the heart-warming giant spinel in front of her. The sun shone on the surface of the hedron, dazzling his eyes. The habits of adventurers couldn't help but make him think a little strangely in his heart.

However, that little bit of caution was quickly suppressed by Barrit, and he looked forward to the treasure inside the door even more.

The whole door was indeed as Phyllis the parrot had said, with only a narrow gap, and the inside of the door was not completely dark, and there was still a little light shining in the darkness.

It was a small mage holding a glowing stone.

Barrett also took out a stone with a light spell attached to it from the spatial ring, pulled the 'Iron Bride' from her waist, and passed through the door sideways.

As soon as he entered, Barrett habitually looked towards the door, and as expected, a tall shadow stood there. By the light of the stone, Barrett discovered that it was a constructive golem half a head taller than the ogre, made up of a special lilac jade and dark purple crystal clusters.

He took a closer look at the Golem by the light, and after a short distance along the wall, he saw another Constructed Golem of the same form emerge from the light again, and there seemed to be more around him.

"Hey, you say, will they wake up?" he asked the little mage in the distance in the spot.

A deep voice echoed through the tower, causing Barrett to worry that he would wake up the sleeping golems.

"Who?—those golems?" the dwarf mage's voice came from the light, "of course. Theoretically, the golems should wake up as soon as we enter the tower and eliminate the invaders without mercy. Truth be told, that's probably the primary work they were created out of. ”

That's not a good answer. "And now, are they broken?"

"Maybe. The dwarf mage's tone was full of uncertainty, "I don't know why, although this magic tower is very well maintained, it is not fully activated by the key and spell. I'm trying to summon the tower spirit so I can see everything. ”

"Talin, what's that?" Barrett walked towards the little mage.

"Haven't heard of it?" said the dwarf mage Theodore Shingold, sitting on the floor, looking through a thick ancient parchment book by the light in his hand.

He frowned as he studied the books, sketching something on the ground from time to time, and his mouth was still distracted by the barbarian's questions, "You know, mages sometimes spend a lot of time not in the magic tower, but go to the Alien Plane to collect rare magic materials, or do some other weird things. At this time, there needs to be something that can be responsible for the normal operation of the tower. ”

"Like the butlers of those noble mansions?" Barrett asked.

"Yes, like a housekeeper. Of course, human beings themselves are definitely not good, and those immortal species are not a good choice, because they can't stand loneliness. Constructs are obviously the most used, as they are all very loyal, and those that have been inflicted 'Enlightenment' are extremely intelligent, no different from sapient beings. ”

"Is the tower spirit here also a type of construct?" Barrett looked at the golems in the shadows.

"No, it is recorded that Master Keane's magic tower uses a different method, a very wide range of methods. "It is through alchemy, with a powerful soul as the core, infused into the magic tower, so that the entire magic tower becomes an alchemical creature-like existence." As we all know, Al-Safir, the 'City of Mages' located in the central sky of the continent, is itself an incomparably huge alchemy beast. It is said that it is not only extremely powerful, but also deforms. It is rumored that the body of this alchemy giant beast has been infused with the souls of one or more fallen gods. ”

Barrett had heard the rumors, some said that the 'City of Mages' would transform into a dragon that covered the sky, others swore that it would become the deity of the fallen gods, and others said that it would become the ultimate form if it were combined with the mage towers of all the magic branches.

Not only that, Barrett also heard that the city in the sky had invaded the kingdom of many gods during the Magic Empire's god war, and every time he killed a god, this alchemical beast would be stronger.

In short, there are all kinds of bizarre rumors.

At this moment, there was a slight noise at the doorway, and Felix the Bard was pulled up by the Enchanted Rope, and Phyllis the parrot stood on his shoulder as usual.

"It's so dark in here. The young man stepped in sideways, and said in a tone of astonishment, "Why aren't there windows?" he looked around with curiosity on his face, "I can't see anything clearly, it would be nice to be brighter......

As soon as the bard's words fell, Barrett noticed a soft light shining through the walls, and the entire magic tower was illuminated in an instant. Then the purple spinel gate also made a slight noise, and the entire gate was closed again. Immediately afterward, Barrett felt the space begin to tremble again, and after about two heartbeats, the tremor stopped and space returned to its original state.

Barrett clenched his sword and took out his one-handed axe from the spatial ring, looking at his surroundings while concentrating on the Constructed Body Golems around him.

"What happened?" asked the young bard, wide-eyed, "I didn't do it, I didn't do anything." I promise!"

The dwarf mage sighed, slowly stood up from the ground, and looked up into the air, "I thought there was something wrong with your spiritual sense, so you couldn't wake up." It seems that you have already woken up, or you have not fallen asleep at all. ”

With the words of the little mage, the nearly twenty Constructed Body Golems standing on the walls around them all began to operate in the magic furnace on their chests. A large amount of magic power was transmitted to the whole body along the lines in the golem's body, and the next moment, all the golems raised their heads at the same time, and the eyes made of spars lit up with purple light.

At the same time, a translucent figure suddenly appeared in midair, "Hello, intruder. She said to the crowd, "My name is Cortana, and I'm the Taling here. ”

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