The vampire's minions were infused with terrifying toxins, and in no time being, Assassin's father's eyes turned white and his whole body twitched, and his aging body could no longer withstand the damage and began to fall apart. As a result, dark red blood flowed out of his eyes, ears, and nostrils, turning into six blood fountains, draining his strength from each other.

"You're defeated!

"Hand over the key, and I'll give you the first hug!"

In the blur, the voice of the Night Lord echoed through hell like the whisper of the devil, with a hint of temptation.

It turned out that he wanted the key!

The body was twitching, but the mind was extremely light.

In an instant, Assassin Daddy understood what the Night Lord wanted, and a wry smile appeared on his lips - because the day before, he had exchanged it with Aryas for a crystal ball containing the method of making artificial life, and it was no longer in his possession.

Without the exchange of capital, there is no possibility of survival!

Slowly closing his bloody eyes, Assassin Daddy stopped struggling, waiting for the final moments of his life to come.

Unfortunately, he is facing the Lord of the Night!

"Click!"

The sharp fangs slammed into the throat of the assassin father, injecting an unknown toxin into it—not the first hug, but neither bloodsucking, but the third in addition to the two—memory extraction!

The unknown toxin was so violent, it only took over the entire brain of Assassin Daddy and paralyzed all the cells in an instant, and then a trace of fluid flowed out of the memory cells, pooled into the blood vessels, and was sucked and absorbed by the Night King.

"I see, it looks like I'm going to speed up my actions too!"

Like a piece of decaying wood, Assassin Daddy's body was discarded and completely worthless. The flaming dagger assassins in the distance roared in grief and anger, but to no avail—their strength could not break through the barrier of the Night Mask, and they could not attack the place where the two leaders were fighting.

And the Night King, who had received all the information, immediately spun his brain rapidly, and then soared into the sky, leaving the battlefield - between his neck, a slender necklace swayed, carrying a slender emerald crystal!

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

Far northlands.

More than a month has passed, but the mental tenacity and physical potential of the unknown poet are far beyond Alyssa's knowledge.

In contrast to herself, Alisa had to admit that if the unknown poet had not lost his memory, perhaps he would have been a legend more powerful than herself - a whole month of endless harassment and stimulation, but the unknown poet did not show a flaw, so that Alisa had no way to start, let alone directly steal the knowledge in the unknown poet's mind.

And, as time went on, Alyssa felt her energy waning rapidly.

"Ice King, my time is up!"

"Maintain the confinement circle without interruption, and at the same time detect his vital signs and maintain a minimum standard. ”

"I'm going to sleep!"

"Follow your instructions, Ice King understands!"

Hearing Taling's reply, Alyssa walked into the portal satisfied, and when she reappeared, she was already on the top floor of the Mage Tower, which was hundreds of meters high.

She opened her sleeves, and the howling wind began to swirl around her body, quickly turning into a tornado. In the middle of the tornado, Elisa's body began to rise, and faster and faster, eventually rising into the never-ending ice clouds of the Northlands, where she vanished.

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

"It should be nearby!"

"However, there is no trace of the Mage Tower!"

There is a long distance between the Northland and the West Gate City, but all this, with the effect of gold coins, has been greatly shortened.

Arias used all the money from the sale of goods to find the mage to open a portal to the Northlands - and of course managed to send a group of seven to the Northlands.

Then they changed their mounts to suit the cold climate, and four days later, they finally reached the highest peak in the Northlands, near the roof of the world.

It's just that even after coming to the address provided by the assassin's father, the seven still didn't see any trace of the mage tower, and Fang Cai's words were said by Miro, who was holding the map.

"The last bastion of a legendary mage, so easy to spot!"

"Now it's time to see Kane!"

Building a mage tower is one of the most important things a spellcaster's life can do. As one legendary mage once said, you can only be called a true spellcaster if you have a mage tower.

Because, for a spellcaster, the Mage Tower is not only the place where he lives and lives, but also a great help for his research and progress.

Mages with Mage Towers can more easily obtain various resources, such as various elements, such as various summoned creatures, and can also use the energy stored in the Mage Tower to release more powerful spells to ensure their own safety.

It can be said that none of the legendary spellcasters on the Faren continent are wild mages - spells above level five, and without the assistance of the mage tower, the progress of study will be slowed down dozens of times.

"Ancestral spirits!

"Show me the eye that sees through everything!"

Wielding his staff, a brownish-yellow bull phantom quietly appeared behind Kane - although it could still be seen that it was not a living thing, it was much more real than the previous times.

At the same time as Kane called, Ron's heart suddenly fluctuated - the heart lake was rippling, the portal to the moonlight mouse town was swaying, and there was a silvery light trying to break through the portal to Ron's heart lake island.

This silvery glow Ron knew was the silver light of faith attached to the statue - Ron had tried to hook them a few times before, but had not received a hint of feedback.

But at this moment, Kane beside him was casting a shamanic spell about the spirit of the ancestors, but it easily affected the belief silver light, and even thousands of miles apart, it played a role.

"Broken!"

Kane's shamanic spell to invoke the spirits of the ancestors didn't last long, and as a snap shook out of the minotaur's mouth, a gray mage tower towering as a giant pillar appeared at the steepest peak hundreds of meters ahead.

The entire Mage Tower was just a whole block of granite, without a single crevice—it was clear that in the two hundred years since the legend was made, Elisa had not been idle, at least she had kept her own Mage Tower firmly in place.

"Forward!"

"We've got something to do!"

The Mage Tower and the Spellcaster complement each other, without the Wizard Tower it is extremely difficult for the caster to achieve a model or even a legend, while without the caster, the Wizard Tower is nothing more than a pile of rigid and revitalized buildings.

At this moment, everyone is facing such a mage tower - because according to Arias, Alyssa has gone to sleep somewhere.