Today is an extraordinary day. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 As one of the mage apprentices sent by the Alchemists' Guild to the White Tower, Assas climbed up before dawn.

In the darkness of the early morning, he and his companions began to carefully check the opening of the seal of the White Tower.

Everything is normal, and as in previous years, the inner seals of the White Tower are loosened at this time of year, giving those eager to discover and explore a chance to re-enter those lost worlds.

That's right, the Lost World. It was a half-plane that had been forgotten by the world.

Compared to the many large and small half-planes that have been found and anchored by the powerful legendary archmages, dragged out of the drift of nothingness, and become the fixed layer of the White Tower, no one knows that there are still a few undiscovered half-planes waiting for human beings to visit.

It's a very exciting time. Many of the masters of the Alchemist's Guild will put aside their work today and participate in the exploration of the White Tower. And many of the contestants in the White Tower Contest are the main force of exploration. Even though the vast majority of them will follow the course of the past years through a few pre-discovered half-planes, every year, there are participants who inadvertently discover new, unexplored half-planes.

The discovery of a new half-plane is a glorious moment, but it is also a dangerous moment. Because you don't know if the previous owner of the half-plane used this as a vault or used it to raise dangerous animals.

Became rich overnight, and so did Huangquan. But in any case, the Coronians, who are full of martial spirit and love adventure in their bones, will never miss any opportunity to find the half-plane.

The seal is getting looser. At sunrise, the seal will be lifted instantly.

The young apprentice, Arthas, did not know how powerful he could be to encompass the entire White Tower into a single seal, but that did not prevent him from generating infinite reverie.

Will your future be so strong?

Time flies. By the time he and his companions had completed all the inspections, the first rays of the sun, like the spears wielded by a samurai, pierced the black background of the canopy, leaving their own bright traces on the smooth and flat body of the White Tower.

"The seal has been broken!" Assas's heart was shocked, and he watched the groups of contestants pouring out of the streets and alleys to the square in front of the White Tower.

Although it was not the first time he had seen such a scene, he was still extremely excited in the hearts of the young apprentices.

Hundreds of processions from all over Coronia, holding flags with their names and various patterns painted on them, poured into the square in front of the White Tower like a procession of festivals, making the square that had been silent a moment a moment suddenly bustling with people. These are the teams that have already booked their qualifications early in the morning, and have already received the player markers issued by the Alchemist Guild. They did not make any stops in the square, and in a very orderly manner, they disappeared into the tall gatehouse of the White Tower.

There were dozens of people in these teams, and there were six or seven people in the few, and they entered the White Tower in a group, and thousands of people poured in in a short time. In the minds of outsiders, the first floor of the White Tower must be overcrowded at this time, but in fact, as soon as these contestants passed through the gatehouse of the White Tower, they had already been transported to the first iconic half-plane of the competition, the Four Seasons.

The vast Four Seasons Half-Plane is large enough to accommodate tens of millions of participants, and their journey to the competition will begin here.

It had been an hour since the first rays of the sun hit the White Tower. A large number of participants have already seized the time and entered the White Tower. At this time, there were only three or three teams left who arrived late in twos and threes, and they were still wandering back and forth in the square.

Such teams are generally improvised, game-like squads, and sometimes they don't even have enough manpower to muster a minimum number of people, so they can only temporarily pull people into the gang at the gate of the White Tower.

Of course, there are also real insiders who don't want to join the crowds in the early morning and deliberately come at a later moment. These teams usually have veterans who have participated in the White Pagoda Tournament many times. They know that the Climbing the White Tower Race is not won by starting for a while or running faster.

With Reynoldson as a well-informed horse, Esther and his party certainly wouldn't go to the excitement of getting up in the morning. They washed up in the Sea Wolf Hotel and enjoyed a hearty breakfast before they came to the White Tower under the leadership of Reynoldsam.

In the square in front of the White Tower, there is a bit of a mess at this time. The brigade left a lot of domestic garbage behind in the crossing. Even the many restaurants around the White Tower are in a state of half-dead, painful and happy at this time.

In the early hours of this morning, their turnover was more than a month in general. Thousands of hungry contestants who didn't eat breakfast swept away the food that restaurants had made all night last day with almost everything they had done. A delicious meal before entering the White Tower is something that all contestants do not want to miss.

"Willis's little shop with steak and beer and scones. Seeing Easter's group, a girl about twelve or thirteen years old with disheveled sideburns raised the billboard in her hand and greeted customers perfunctorily.

The girl's face was hung in a large wooden plate in front of her chest, and only the last steaming bread was left.

"I don't think you've got anything left. Esther reached for the bread and threw a token into the wooden plate.

"Ahh Mr. Break a leg. The girl cheered happily. This meant she could go back and rest.

"You're welcome. Good luck too. Esther picked up the bread and took a bite.

He has reverted to his true self and is no longer known as Sonya's outward. This shows his determination to fight for himself. In order to become a man with BGM, move forward bravely.

"Little girl, is there anything interesting this morning?" Reynoldson grabbed the restaurant girl who wanted to run away with a cigarette, and put another delegate into her wooden plate.

"There are so many funny things! There are a lot of weird-looking people, and a lot of people in fancy clothes. ”

From the little girl's words, Reynoldson didn't notice anything useful, so he gave her another token, and the little girl flew away like a happy bird.

"It's good to be young!" the old man said with emotion as he looked at the little girl's distant back.

"I think it's better to be more mature!" Esther disagreed. He ate the bread in his hand with amazing speed, and then tasted back: "This shop is good." The next time we have a chance, let's try it again. ”

"Don't talk about these boring things. Let's go and make sure we have the personnel list!"

Sonia walked in the first place in the line with high spirits. Because they had not been able to get enough people before, except for a few people who had been identified for a long time, the Wolf siblings and Alfrin had not received the participant identification badges.

As a member of the Alchemists' Guild, Assas still has a job today, which is to grant access to teleportation circles to players who are temporarily planning to participate in the White Tower Competition. This is a badge that can only be used by one person, and only those who wear it can enter the Four Seasons Half-Plane through the hidden teleportation circle under the White Tower Gate.

Behind the team that had been prepared for a long time, some teams came one after another. Some of these teams are clearly an impromptu patchwork, and they can't even name each other. There are also some teams that belong to the nature of comic tickets. Asas, who had been instructed by the mentor in the meeting, refused mercilessly to the comics. In the time just now, he has dealt a heavy blow to the enthusiasm of a series of chaotic groups, including a group of elderly adventure groups composed of a group of uncles and aunts with an average age of more than 70 years old in Colombo, more than a dozen naked body painting adventure groups with only various patterns painted on their bodies, and Colombo women's condolence adventure groups led by a charming mother Sang, who is still charming, to join the White Tower Competition.

And now, he's seen a comic team again. It was a team of just eight people. At the front of the line, a beautiful blonde girl was holding a flag in high spirits. On the flag is a circle of white Morisen's sharp teeth. In the middle of the sharp teeth, there is a line of large characters written "Seawolf Hotel, your first choice".

Isn't this the advertising team! Assas felt depressed when he saw that there were men, women, and children in the team.

Now the businessmen are about to turn the world upside down.

However, after the other party arrived, what was asked was to supplement some identity authentication. This puzzled Assas, who wondered how they had passed the preliminary examination in the first place.

Out of his own conscience, Assas decided to speak out. I hope they can retreat from the difficulties and not go to the White Tower to take unnecessary risks.

It's a pity that the other party doesn't seem to appreciate it very much. Especially one of them, a short little girl who hid in her hood and did not dare to show her face, even made physical threats to Assas. Threatened to beat Assas if he dared to grind and chirp again. Just as Assas was annoyed, the little girl punched a hole in the table in front of Assas with her bare hands. You know, it's an enchanted activation table! It's just that it's been very well-behaved and doesn't move.

The beating activated table let out a miserable wail, and fell to the ground in pain and convulsed. The activated chair under Assas's buttocks, as if overly frightened by this tragedy, let out a scream, threw Assas down, turned around and ran. The rest of the Seawolf Inn team watched in amazement, and Arthas lay on the ground for five minutes before he realized what had happened.

At that time, Ashas, who was almost mad with anger, finally cooperated and issued certification badges to the newcomers of the Seawolf Hotel team. Because just before he wanted to get angry, the remnants of his sanity reminded him to activate the solid spell attached to the table, so that it had a hardness not inferior to granite. This hardness was pierced by a punch. So, the question is, what will happen if the owner of the fist punches himself?

Thinking about this problem, Assas immediately made a wise choice, quickly registered the names of the contestants, and issued the certification of the teleportation circle.

After compensating for the damaged activation table, East and his party, with a very strange mood, came to the gatehouse of the White Tower.

Feeling the slight dizziness brought by the teleportation circle, Esther knew that he was about to enter the legendary secret realm, the Four Seasons Half-Plane.