"Teacher, why did you bring me to the Magic Tower? Didn't you say to go to the baptismal ceremony?" Du Lang inexplicably followed the teacher into his magic tower and couldn't help but ask.

Angelo didn't respond, just walked forward on his own, and Du Lang saw that Angelo didn't answer him, so he didn't continue to ask, but followed the teacher and walked forward silently.

In fact, the first floor of the magic tower is not large, it can be said that it is unobstructed, except for the long table in the middle and the piled up of books around it. The two walked into the first floor, and Duran, led by Anglew, stopped in front of a wall. It was then that Durang realized that this was the only place in the entire first floor that was not covered by books. The entire wall is smooth as a mirror, and it doesn't fit in with the bluestone walls of the surrounding magic tower.

At this time, Angluo turned back and said to Du Lang cautiously: "Have you already thought about this path? This is your last chance to turn back." ”

Du Lang was obviously stunned, he couldn't understand that Teacher Angfell had taken such a high level of importance to whether he had learned magic or not since he had met the Great Prophet Kashkorn and heard that inexplicable prophecy. Du Lang always felt that Mr. Angro had something to hide from him, but for the sake of Jieli, Du Lang had no choice. So I saw that he quickly came back to his senses, looked at Angluo with a firm gaze, and then nodded and said: "This is my choice, never regret it!"

Angro looked at Du Lang again, as if to see the slightest hesitation in Du Lang's eyes, because he knew how heavy this responsibility was, as long as the eyes of the young man in front of him revealed the slightest hesitation, he would not agree to Du Lang to embark on the path of learning magic. Because once the journey begins, fate will be completely locked and will not change.

But unfortunately, Angro failed, he did not see the slightest hesitation and fear in Du Lang's eyes, and even contained excitement in his eyes. I saw that Angluo couldn't help but sigh and said, "Eh~ That's it, this is the choice of the elemental god, let's go!"

As he spoke, Angelo turned to face the wall again. I saw him raise his right hand and wave it towards the wall, and the magical scene was once again displayed in front of Du Lang, and he was surprised to find that the wall, which was still as smooth as a mirror in the last second, gradually rippled like water after being cast by Teacher Angluo, and this was just the beginning. Then these ripples began to twist gradually, spreading outward like a ring and finally becoming an ellipse, or even more distorted, if there was a modern physicist standing there at this time, then he would definitely exclaim, this is the **naked four-dimensional space waveform! Then Du Lang saw that the colorful runes on this stone wall lit up! Yes, that's right, the light of this rune is colorful! It is not like the defense runes of the magic tower before that they were just pure purple.

Du Lang clearly remembered that he had been reading the "Basic Theory of Magic" in the past few days, mentioning that a single color magic rune is the simplest rune, this kind of rune is only effective for one type of magic element, and the more types of colors emitted by the magic rune when it is activated, then the more complex the rune, the more powerful the effect.

And the light emitted by the runes on the wall that Du Lang saw in front of him can be described as colorful, and there are no less than ten colors that Du Lang can clearly distinguish, which is enough to see the power of the runes in front of him.

Next, the ripples began to spread outward, and a black door appeared in front of the two of them, with the center of the diffusion as a point. This door is like a deep pupil, slowly peeking at the two people in front of them.

"Follow me. With that, Angro walked in with his feet raised, and disappeared into the darkness in the blink of an eye.

At first, Durang became a little frightened when he saw the appearance of this black door, but when he saw Teacher Angro walking inward, he gritted his teeth and slipped into it with his eyes closed. Passing through the black door, Du Lang took two steps forward, and then slowly opened his eyes, it was pitch black in front of him, suddenly, a magic lamp was lit in front of him, and when he looked closely, at this time, Angarluo's hand did not know where to get a magic lamp, and it was quietly emitting yellow light at this time.

At this time, with the light of the magic lamp, Du Lang could clearly look around, there were bluestone walls on all sides, and the bluestone on the ceiling was only about half a meter above his head, and the whole passage seemed to be built underground.

As the light faded, Durang realized that Angro didn't know when he had walked forward. Speaking of which, Du Lang is only a fifteen or sixteen-year-old boy, and he is also afraid of the dark. So I saw him glance at the boundless darkness behind him, the door behind him had long since disappeared, and he couldn't help but shudder, and hurriedly followed Angluo, who was gradually moving away.

The two walked straight for a while, and then Du Lang saw that the road turned into a steep slope straight down, Du Lang saw that Mr. Ang Luo did not have any reaction, but walked down silently, Du Lang naturally did not dare to say much in such a depressing atmosphere at this time, so he had to follow Anger Fall.

After walking for about ten minutes, a fork in the road appeared in front of the two of them, and this short ten minutes seemed to Du Lang to be similar to walking for ten hours. The endless darkness, the oppressive atmosphere, and a dim magic lamp made it impossible to experience this feeling again if there was a time to kill Durang.

At this moment, Angro stopped, and Dulang saw him with his head down, as if thinking about something. After a few moments, he raised his head and walked towards the passage on the right. Once again, Durang followed, longing for such a road not to be too long......

The slope seemed to have no end, and Du Lang silently calculated the time in his mind to show that they had probably walked for nearly an hour. Just when Du Lang's heart was gradually collapsing, it was very abrupt that he actually had the feeling of meditation at this time, yes, that warm feeling.

Durang wondered, "It's strange that I'm not in a meditative state, and I'm in motion, how can I feel like this? Hmm, what is that? Dancing flames? Free elements?"

Du Lang, who was walking with his head down and feeling this feeling carefully, suddenly looked up, and he found that Angfell was gone, and only points of light emitting a faint red light appeared in front of him. I don't know why, in this kind of environment where he should have felt fear, Du Lang didn't have any fear in his heart, and saw him just staring blankly at the red light spot in front of him.

From one to two... Three, more and more, and finally these points of light slowly converged.

Yes, Durang could clearly see that these points of light converged in front of him in front of him. He tried to see the person's appearance clearly, but no matter how hard he tried, the person's appearance in front of him was blurry.

After a long time, when the figure gradually became clearer, Du Lang was finally able to see the appearance of this person clearly, and at this time, Du Lang only heard Du Lang gasp.