Standing behind Suluru, the night elf Nona didn't expect to get such an answer, and Nona was stunned for a moment.

Suluru didn't stop and continued to walk towards the towering tower ahead.

The Night Elf hesitated for a moment, but still shouted: "Don't go, you can't enter, the iron tower in the prison area, only the master can enter." ”

Hearing Nona's kind reminder behind him, Sululu didn't turn around, and said with a smile: "It's okay, I think the guy you're afraid of should let me in." ”

The Night Elf was really shocked, she felt that in front of Suluru, she was like a transparent person, and all her secrets were revealed.

When Sululu stood in front of the towering tower, the oily lake beneath his feet suddenly began to boil, and the tower began to move.

Nona watched in amazement as the oil stain on the surface of the tower slowly slipped off, and an open door of light appeared in front of Suluru.

As one of the thirteen kings of the prison district, Nona has also seen the Juggernaut enter the iron tower and pass through the thick and undispersed layer of oil.

According to the Night Elves, the rules in the prison area are that those who can pass through the oil stain of the tower and enter the inside of the tower will become the master of the prison area.

This is a rule that has been inherent in the entire prison since its existence, and it is also the rule that those ancient lives in the prison followed.

Nona hadn't been in prison for a long time, but she had heard that there were some very old beings in the prison.

Those guys were sent to prison at the end of the old empire, or at the beginning of the republic, and many of them were soldiers and families of the old empire.

There is even an entire family with all the clansmen imprisoned in this prison, and the Night Elf can't imagine how such a family can survive?

According to some guys with the ability to cross prison districts, in each prison area, there are such families, which can be regarded as the most powerful existence in each prison area.

But even such a powerful being still needs to follow the rules of this prison and bow down to the lord of the prison area.

Even, those ancient families who were imprisoned in the prison area would treat the prison master with more respect.

The Night Elf once tried to break into the tower, through the thick and unscathing layer of oil on the tower, but she failed.

Except for the Prison District Master, even Hank, the Oil King who sacrificed himself to the Oil Stain Lake, could not pass through the oil layer of the Iron Tower.

But now, the towering iron tower, full of oil, will take the initiative to disperse the oily layer for a young man who has just entered the prison area, and open a holy door of light for him to enter.

Such a scene had never appeared in Nona's memory.

Even the members of the old families in the prison area appeared, and in front of the towering tower, they were all respectful, showing a very pious respect.

These towers that stand in each prison area are like statues of gods, and they are the existence that all prisoners in the prison area must worship.

But today, the foreign boy actually let the oil stain of the tower take the initiative to disperse, and opened a holy door for him.

Standing in front of the Light Gate, Sululu did not immediately step into the Light Gate, but said to Jack and Nona, the nezumi behind him, "You'd better exit the oily lake and wait on the other side of the lake." ”

Jack the little mouse seems to be very weak, but he is very sensitive to energy fluctuations in terms of timing.

The moment the light gate appeared, the little mouse felt a hint of crisis.

But even though Sululu had already told him to leave, in order to show his loyalty, the little mouse gritted his teeth and said, "Your Excellency, you, you don't have to worry about Jack. ”

Sululu couldn't help but smile and said, "If you stay here, you may be attacked by the oil pollution that flows back, if you are not afraid of death, you can stay." ”

Hearing this, Jack the little mouse did not hesitate at all, and said to Sululu, "Then be careful, my lord. ”

Then he turned around and ran quickly towards the outskirts of the oil-stained lake, and in a blink of an eye he had returned to the shore of the oil-stained lake.

The swiftness and decisiveness of the little mouse Jack made the night elf Nona stand there stunned for a long time.

Nona, who was relieved, thought about it, and as Sululu had instructed, she slowly walked backwards away from the center of the oily lake.

After Jack the Mouse and Nona, the Night Elf, both leave, Sululu takes a step through the Light Gate.

After Sululu passed through the light gate, the entire oil-polluted lake boiled in an instant, and waves broke off on the surface of the lake, lapping on the iron tower in the center.

When the lake of oil gradually subsides, Jack the mouse and Nona, the night elf, are horrified to see that the light door is covered by oil again.

Looking at the oil stains left on the surface of the tower, and thinking of the waves set off by the oily lake just now, Jack and Nona glanced at each other, and they both saw fear in each other's eyes.

After a moment of silence, the Night Elf couldn't help but ask, "Did he really come in from the outside?"

Jack was stunned at first, and then made sure that the Night Elf would talk to him again, and Jack replied in a panic, "Yes, I just came in this morning." ”

Nona stared at the oil lake that was gradually calming down, and whispered in confusion, "Who is he, and why was he able to enter the oil tower?"

For Jack, the Night Elves standing beside him are usually the Thirteen Kings of the Prison District.

It was an existence that would never allow him to blaspheme, and he didn't even have a chance to speak.

Now the other party actually took the initiative to talk to him, and there was still a trace of closeness in his words.

The little mouse felt nervous and happy in his heart, so he hurriedly continued: "Actually, in fact, he is a very powerful magician, and he doesn't need to recite spells to cast magic, I, I saw with my own eyes, he has a pair of special mechanical fists in his hands, and the gears on the gloves can turn, and when they turn, they will release terrifying power. ”

Nona seemed to know very well what the little mouse was thinking, and said coldly: "I know all this." ”

However, the Night Elf asked in surprise, "You just said that he is a magician, and he doesn't have to recite incantations?"

Jack, the little mouse, didn't care about Nona's indifference to him, and still replied respectfully: "Yes, there is no need to chant a spell." ”

Nona lowered her head and pondered for a moment, then murmured, "Could it be that he is a great magician?"

Later, the Night Elf denied this speculation, and Nona, as an elf, was very aware of the principle of magic casting.

Any magic must be exercised in accordance with certain laws, and the laws in this prison are completely different from the outside world.

In this prison area, the magic must be cast according to the principle that it must first be stained with those disgusting oils.

Once stained with oil, you can easily feel the elements of the prison area, and then you need to recite obscure incantations.

Those spells that were completely different from the magical spells that the Night Elves knew, obscure and plausible to read, but had an air of antiquity and mystery.

Whether you're casting magic or wielding your fighting spirit like Hank, the Oil King, you'll have to recite the corresponding incantation.

These spells were obtained from the oil-stained tower by the Prison Master, and were taught to each creature according to their different circumstances.

According to Nona's understanding, the thirteen kings recited spells differently, and after reciting the spells of other kings, they could not use each other's special abilities.

And Sululu was a young man who had just stepped into the prison area, and before he entered the light gate just now, he had almost never touched the oil-stained iron tower, how could he directly cast magic without the help of the spell spread by the iron tower?