Just as Marcos was taking his own steps, Karl stepped forward to stop him. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info"Marcos, a lot of time has passed today. If possible, it's better to go back to town. ”

"Why do you say that?" Marcos asked with a smile.

Karl placed three fingers in front of Marcos, "First of all, everything we need to confirm has been confirmed. Second, we have gathered enough information for us to fight. Third, let's not forget that we are facing an entire army of light. So we don't know what kind of danger it will be to keep going, and if we are under siege, then it will be very troublesome. ”

Maffeo nodded diligently, "Please, man." Carl had a point, there was a dark area ahead, and we had already taken too many risks. So this time, I think we're going to be on the safe side. Maffeo pointed to the ceiling. "It's almost finished exploring. ”

After pondering for a moment, Marcos still did not answer. He just kept scanning his eyes around, as if trying to confirm something. But Maffeo was sure he was still thinking, and he would not normally choose to bother him in such situations.

"You're right, it seems like I'm too sluggish. Marcos said abruptly and sincerely, and he really put on an apologetic look.

"Now that we've decided, let's go back. ”

"That's right, so I'm going to have a drink with you bastard when I go back, I don't think you're going to say no?" Marcos smiled and patted Karl on the shoulder.

"Very gratifying. ”

Since the distance that the three of them explored in the palace in the sea water was not too long, it only took them a short time to get out of the water. As his body completely detached himself from the water, Maffeo let out an expletive sound almost at the same time. After all, no matter how magical the sea of the sky was, it would not change the situation that he was wet all over at the moment.

"Damn, my clothes are sticking to me. Maffeo cursed, shaking frantically as he shook the drops of water on his body.

"Stop playing, Maffeo. You should know that this is definitely going to happen. Marcos stopped Maffeo's move.

Maffeo shook his head and said dejectedly, "I have to go back and take a shower." ”

"Wow, why are you here?" a sudden voice interrupted Marcos, who was about to speak, and the three of them looked at the source of the sound in unison. Randall was standing there alone, his two-handed sword already clenched in his hand, looking ready for battle.

"Randall?"

"I thought I would be the first to set foot in this palace, or was I negligent......" he looked a little frustrated.

Maffeo hurriedly stepped forward and comforted, "Okay, man. It's not necessarily a good thing to be the first to set foot in this palace, look at the hell we look. He gestured to his wet body.

"You're in the water?" Randall hesitated.

Maffeo pouted: "It's like a monster in the sea, you can breathe, you can talk, you can move normally, but you will still become a soup chicken." ”

"Oh my God, is that true?" Randall clearly didn't believe it.

"We're still standing here talking to you, and we're not drowned. Maffeo seemed to be laughing at himself.

"I saw some goblins and ...... on the way here" Randall paused, perhaps not knowing how to describe the shattered figurines. "The wreckage of some strange guys. That's how he could explain it.

Maffeo became his guide, and that was only here, of course. "That's the magic puppets, we've chopped them over, you won't like them. ”

"I think so. Randall nodded in agreement.

"Alright, well, talkative ladies. According to Carl, we should go back, shouldn't we?" Marcos stepped forward and interrupted the seemingly endless conversation. It is difficult to describe the information obtained in this palace after a simple exploration. It is even more difficult to explain this situation through the mouth of Maffeo.

"Randall, do you want to come along? it might be dangerous for you to go there alone, and we've got information that could help us fight. Marcos sought Randall's advice.

"If the three of you keep thinking so, then I don't have the confidence to be able to survive alone. Let's go, let's go to the Ice Dragon Tavern for a drink. Randall accepted Marcos' advice and turned and walked towards the entrance from which he came.

"Let's go. Marcos patted Maffeo, who was standing still.

"Okay, okay, Lord Marcos. ”

When they walked out of the palace and returned to the 150th floor, even if they accidentally caught a glimpse of the scene outside the tower, they still didn't want to believe that it was real. The mirage might be the best explanation at this point, but Carl's eyes staring closely at the sight didn't think so.

"That's ...... City?" Maffeo said incredulously.

Following his line of sight, in the air not far from the tower, a suspended city was floating parallel to the one hundred and fifty floors of the Sky City. It's so old and mysterious that no one knows much about it, and many people might think that it shouldn't exist in this world at all.

"Wait, what's up there. As if noticing something, Marcos pulled the monocular from his waist and looked at the floating city.

"Damn, it's the magic dolls, why are they there. No, no, no, I mean, it's not real or not. After observing the scene through the telescope, Marcos uttered the above words in a rare incoherent voice.

"What, magic dolls? aren't they only in this damn palace?" Maffeo pointed to the entrance to the palace.

Marcos was silent as he handed the monocular to Maffeo, the expression on his face as if to tell Maffeo that you would know it after you confirmed it yourself. Soon, Maffeo's expression froze in stunnedness.

"What's that?" he asked, slowly.

"It must have been a hellish vision. Randall said impatiently.

In the blink of an eye, the suspended city that Maffeo had captured in his telescope suddenly disappeared as if it had never existed in this world. It may have been a vision of overwork, and almost no one would question this explanation.

"What the hell......" Maffeo slowly put down the monoculars and looked at Marcos and Randall, all three of whom had questions on their faces.

"Come on, it's time for us to go. Karl's voice was low, and he walked silently towards the location of the teleportation magic array, seemingly unwilling to linger here too long.