In view of the principle that ominous premonitions can never be wrong, Nicholas felt that he would become an uncle if he went out again, but he would be at peace when he came, and he would be better off to see what could make up for his losses in the secret realm. What catches my eye is a normal world, that is, the colorist may be asleep, otherwise why is the whole world transparent?! Nicholas has a sense of unreality when he sees everything, as if the buildings in front of him are all virtual and non-existent. Well... That butler sent himself to the city that Master Huang had built in the secret realm of time and space? I don't know how many people are still alive here after so many years.

"Another outsider. A voice sounded beside Nicholas, causing Nicholas to take a step back and subconsciously throw a fireball at the sound source. "Don't be afraid, outsiders, we will be companions from now on, and no new one has come in for a long time. The fireball didn't touch the comer, and the fireball disappeared halfway with a wave of the opponent's hand. A simple devouring spell means that the other party is at least an intermediate or higher magician. "Are you?" Judging from the movements, the other party was not hostile to him. "The name doesn't make sense here, just call me Mayor Mare. "Mayor Mare, didn't you say that no new person has come in here for a long time, so why do you say another outsider? Nicholas immediately noticed the inconsistencies in the mayor's words.

"That's because before you, three people were sent in here at once, and before the four of you arrived, there had been fifty years of no outsiders being sent in the secret realm, cough cough cough. Nicholas took a closer look and found that the mayor of the town who was talking to him was an old man, why should he look closely, because the old man's body was already very deformed. "You're a soul beast? You didn't report yourself. Nicholas denied his conjecture, although the soul beasts were usually in a state of virtualization, but the first thing they said was to report to their homes, not to say anything else.

"Don't think about it, outsider, I was once human. "Ever?!And who are you now?" Nicholas was taken aback when he heard this, could it be that he would become this ghost in the future?" "We will now call ourselves exiles, and as for the specific situation, I will take you to meet with you, and I will explain to you in detail. Although Nicholas didn't believe in the sudden appearance of the mayor, the butler said that when he entered the secret realm, he would naturally know what he needed to do, so he was implying that the mayor would tell him what this "job" was.

Follow the mayor for a while, and come to an ethereal fountain, where a large group of ethereal people gathered. Nicholas could tell at a glance who was the nearest outsider, not any one of Nicholas's team, but three angels, and Nicholas's "old friend": "Eight, I didn't expect it to be you." "The most nightmare of Nicholas's nightmares, the birdgirl who broke all of Nicholas' self-esteem and self-confidence, and her two followers forever. "Hello, my little slave. Eight years have passed, and Number Eight has become completely different from before, and she is arrogant and even accosting Nicholas. "You've been captured by the Soul Beast as well?" Nicholas scoffed. "I came here of my own free will, and a mere soul beast is not my opponent yet. Nicholas retracted his previous evaluation, this birdman is still such a stinky fart, and he is really stupid to think that she has changed.

"You still know each other, and that's a little bit of luck in misfortune. Now, let's make it official, we are all residents of this forgotten town, we are, exiles...""Okay old man, you've already told me, I'm only interested in your virtual body and this secret realm, as for the exiles or something, are you still proud to be exiled?" Provoked by Eight, none of the exiles showed any signs of life, as if they were like a pool of stagnant water, quietly looking at the four outsiders with hair-making eyes. "If you give a few more secret years, you will also become our companions, separated from your original race. The mayor was the only one who answered.

"Are they all dumb?" No. 8's arrogance does not mean that her IQ is low, a person who is about to be promoted to a high-level magician, not more than ten times smarter than ordinary people, and she is sorry for the magic power she has cultivated and cultivated so much. "All their energy is focused on fighting against time, and they won't spare even a trace of energy to do anything else unless necessary, and it's only because of my highest strength that I consciously became the mayor of the town to guide you outsiders and teach you how to survive in the secret realm of time. When I die, the strongest of the remaining people will consciously stand up and become the mayor of the town, and in the face of time, everything is so small, so we are not afraid of losing our lives. Then the first thing I want to talk about next is this fountain, this is the source of the secret realm, and the erosion of time here is the weakest, so everyone is gathered here day and night to fight against the erosion of the power of time. Mayor Mare spoke quickly, and it seemed that he didn't want to waste his magic on conversation. "The power of time?" Eight, once again, points to the point. "This is the secret realm of time, if you feel it carefully with your magic power, you will find that your life force passes a hundred times faster than the outside world, if you stay by the source of the secret realm, and then do your best to shrink the magic and spiritual power, so that they can repel the power of time from the outside world, then you can keep your life force flowing at a level of less than five times that of the outside world. "Didn't you say that the butler would open the door and send us out when the work was done?" Nicholas couldn't believe the fact. "Only the brain of a low-level creature like you would believe the words of a soul beast. "Number Eight seems to be keen on scolding Nicholas. "This is what everyone who has been caught in common, the so-called job is to climb to the top of the Tower of Time, and if you climb to the top of the tower, a space-time gate will naturally appear to send you out. "Mayor Mare knows that there will be people among every outsider who are concerned about this," the Tower of Time is behind the fountain, and if you see it, it's the hundred-story tower. But I'm sorry to tell you, no one has been able to get out of this secret realm so far. "How do you know that they didn't go out, and the people who would go to observe the tower climbers shouldn't be able to see what happened to the tower climbers, right? "Didn't you go outside the tower?" said Eight, looking at Nicholas with retarded eyes.

"You've been here for so many days and haven't seen you finish your questions?" Nicholas didn't bother with Eight now. "How do you know I didn't ask these questions?" Eight glanced at Nicholas meaningfully. "You've already asked these questions?" Nicholas didn't expect Eight to answer like this, frowning, analyzing the truth of Eight's speech. "If you're curious, come with me to the Tower of Time, do you know why everyone here is old? The mayor didn't care whether Nicholas had followed or not, he spoke to himself. Of course, Nicholas followed well, but No. 8 didn't follow, it seems that she is talking strongly, but her body is trying her best to control magic and mental power to fight against the erosion of time.

When the two of them reached the bottom of the tower, Nicholas understood why Eight had just laughed at him: a giant magic screen was placed here, and there were a hundred sub-screens in it that broadcast the situation inside each floor of the tower. "Liu Zihui, alas, the seed of infatuation. He has been here for twenty years, don't look at him is also a middle-aged body, he was only twenty years old when he first entered here, this should be the last time he will climb the tower. Mayor Marew shook his head and sighed. Nicholas didn't have time to empathize, his attention was now focused on the climber.

Liu Zihui has now walked to the thirty-seventh floor, seeing that he does not show any fatigue, it seems that the difficulty of the first dozens of layers is not so high. "Climbing a hundred-story tower is nothing to a magician with a lot of power. But in the process, the magician has to constantly resist the erosion of the power of time while moving, of course, but in this case, everyone would have gone out a long time ago, and I have witnessed the two of them climb to the hundredth floor. However, the hundredth floor is not really the top of the tower, because the two of them did not appear after reaching the hundredth floor, and of course it is possible that the tower of time itself is a lie. "The mayor is also accustomed to seeing life passing, and he calmed down in a minute.

"Do you think the top of the tower is really the top of the whole tower? But there are no stairs to the top of the tower on the 100th floor. Nicholas also guessed the meaning of the word "top of the tower" here. "Both of them have dissipated on the hundredth floor, so no one can verify this conjecture now. "Well, I see, thanks to Mayor Mare, your guidance has saved me a lot of detours. Nicholas felt that he had understood the situation almost enough, so he had to try to get out of here as soon as possible, Elaine said that the good two years must be the two years of the outer world, and he could not put his life on the enemy who captured him.

Although Nicholas was in a hurry, he still decided to watch Liu Zihui's tower climbing process.

Because Liu Zihui is climbing the tower for the second time, the rhythm of going up the stairs is very stable, and the time to go up each staircase is the same. Unhurried, Liu Zihui's blurred eyes were full of desperate firmness and madness. Calm and crazy, this is the highest standard that the academy's combat class teachers give to their students. On the fiftieth floor, the sixtieth floor, the seventieth floor, the seventy, the eighty, and the ninetieth floor, Liu Zihui began to age at a speed visible to the naked eye, and his back was not hunched, but his breathing began to be disordered, and his steps became messy. Liu Zihui, who had lost his rhythm, aged faster, and by the time he reached the ninety-third floor, he was so old that he could only gasp in place, and it seemed that he had no energy left to continue.