The spiraling staircase is coming to an end, but at the top of the Mage Tower is a dense circle of rooms, which extend from the corridor and hang in mid-air, the only fulcrum is the thin wooden brackets under the rooms, which seem to be extremely unarchitectural, but in the Emerald Glade, anything common sense is no longer useful, and even what you see with your eyes is not necessarily real, maybe they are just yesterday's illusions, or maybe they are scenes from the future.

"Listen, there's movement down the hallway. ”

The quiet atmosphere was sensed by the sensible elven hunter, whose elven dagger glittered at the hunter's waist, signaling that the evil creature was approaching again.

What is it this time?

Since the last time they encountered the Blood Spider, everyone has an inexplicable fear of all the creatures in this tower. They are like the undead, ubiquitous and erratic.

Looking down at the spiral staircase that circled up, the corridor was still quiet, but gradually, some blue light flickered in the extremely dark staircase aisle.

"The undead. ”

Azhara said, the archmage's tone was calm, and it seemed that he was not surprised by the arrival of these dark undead, and sooner or later the fallen human wizards would be exposed to necromancy, which Azhara might have guessed a long time ago.

"So what do we do now?"

On the fourth hundred and fifty-fifth floor, a large number of skeleton soldiers were pouring up from the corridor below, Leo asked anxiously, obviously, there were a lot of skeletons, and their intensive stampede even made the entire tower tremble with a terrifying sound. Until the team members entered the tower, there were only sixteen people left, and even if the remaining warriors were superior in martial arts, they could not resist the sea of thousands of skeletons.

"Run, go to those rooms above, open the windows and let the sun shine in. ”

Asshara was experienced and quickly gave instructions and commanded the entire team. However, the expedition team was still some distance away from the rooms at the top of the tower, at least ten stories away, and the skeletons were already less than five stories below.

The crowd was desperately climbing upwards, and the skeletons were chasing them below, but Aishara miscalculated, the skeletons were not just pouring in from below, but also pouring out from all floors, ten floors upstairs, and a large number of skeleton warriors poured out of almost every floor, holding some worn-out weapons in their hands, some rusty, some broken, covered with thick spider silk.

"We are surrounded. ”

Leo shouted, and the knight drew his sword and prepared for battle, the team had no other choice, and a large number of skeletons surrounded the team of only sixteen people like a flowing tide of white bones. The elven archers draw their arrows and shoot, although the arrows hit, but compared to Chenghai's skeletons, physical damage is simply the tip of the iceberg for them.

"This way!"

Baladin found the only passage that had not yet been blocked, and shouted for the team to retreat from here. In fact, this passage is dark and boundless, but for now, the team can only retreat from here, whether it is a dead end or not, it is better to try once than to be drowned in the Sea of Skulls in place.

"Hmph. ”

Leo stood at the back of the line and slammed the heavy shield in his hand at a skeleton in front of him, the skeleton fell apart in an instant, and a skull head landed at the knight's feet.

So far in the battle, Abdul-Jabbar's squad has gradually formed a team with tacit cooperation and clear professionalism. The Templar Leo and the orc warrior Baladin were generally responsible for charging the front line of defense, while Gelman and Jabbar acted as melee killing machines, Eminem provided ranged firepower, and Esalivan provided spell support. It's a team where we work side by side, encouraging each other and supporting each other. Of course, most of the time the squad is commanded by the orc Uncle Jabbar, and only in missions like the raid on the Mage Tower, is it led by Aishra.

"Leo. ”

Baladin shouted, motioning for the knights to retreat, the others had already retreated into the corridor, leaving Leo behind.

Ping Pong.

You can imagine that these sea of skeletons have no mind at all, and the dark wizard at the top of the tower is manipulating them, but their individuals have no independent consciousness, so they are completely numb to attack, Leo sword and shield cooperate, and have already cut off more than a dozen skeletons, skulls, and the sound of ribs falling knocks the floor of the corridor into a bang.

"Whoosh. ”

The retreat was tense as the elven archers kept turning their heads to shoot, arrows striking the pursuing skeletons, some of whom were still stained with flesh that had not yet completely decayed, and the arrows made a disgusting sound of burrowing flesh when they hit them. But more skeleton warriors climbed up after being shot, apparently trying to kill them once and for all, there was no other way than sunlight and cutting off their heads.

"This way. ”

At the end of the hallway was a split path, and there was darkness on both sides, and the team members didn't have time to think, as some followed Asara from the other side, while Asalivan and Palatin ran with Abdul-Jabbar to the other end.

The Flame Mage hangs a flame from his wand in order to illuminate the passage ahead.

"Here. ”

Baladin roared and kicked open a dilapidated wooden door, and Jabbar and Axalivan jumped in without thinking.

But in the next second, the surrounding environment all changed, and what should have been a rough obsidian ground turned into a large grassland full of grassy grass, and the walls and ceilings that should have been covered with spider silk turned into a beautiful sky and distant mountains.

"Where is this?"

Stunned by the sudden appearance in front of him, Abdul-Jabbar turned to Esharlivan and asked that the female mage had entered the illusion with him, but Baladin did not appear.

"I don't know, this seems to be the grassland, the northern grassland. ”

Elsalivan leaned over to see the grass and insects on the ground, but she couldn't catch them.

"Don't touch it, it's supposed to be an illusion. Perhaps the energy of magic has distorted the time and space here, and another piece of time and space has appeared. We should be walking through a space-time tunnel right now, visible, but not really in this space. ”

Abdul-Jabbar said, looking around seriously, and Uncle Orc's explanation also made Asalivan stunned, for everything in the Mage Tower, Asalivan actually didn't know much more than Abdul-Jabbar.

"Look, orcs, your companions. ”

Esalivan shouted, and she saw tents, small trees, and streams in the distance, which looked like the tents of an ordinary orc family, a warm family of six.

"That wolf's orc is so familiar, it seems to be ......"

Jabbar stepped closer and saw the situation of the house, and the tall orc in wolf's skin seemed to be the snowfall chief he had seen when he first came to this world. But hasn't he been assassinated by Bloodroar? Jabbar saw that the man was the Snowfall King, and his beard had not yet grown, so it seemed that he should be the Snowfall King of his youth.

Then what you see is a fragment of the past, before Bloodroar started a war, and even before you came into this world. Judging from the age of the Snowfall King, this scene is at least twenty years ago, that is, the era when humans and orcs lived in peace. The northern steppes are the home of the orcs, where the simple orcs are running freely in the warm meadows, without enslavement or killing.

"That's my father. ”

Jabbar said melancholy, and Esalivan's eyes widened as she watched what was in front of her. No one knows how long the space-time transformation can last, so it is a rare opportunity to be able to see the illusion of the past, and Abdul-Jabbar and Essalivan don't know which time and space they will appear in when this illusion disappears, the magic here is too powerful, and the time and space are chaotic.

"That little orc must be you. ”

Esalivan pointed to the orc children running on the grass.

"Hehe, it seems to be so. ”

Abdul-Jabbar walked a little closer. It's a wonderful feeling, like watching a videotape, but it's much more real than a videotape, as if it's right in front of your eyes and you can touch it as soon as you reach out.

"Abdul-Jabbar, you're running so slowly. ”

Paladin in the illusion shouted to Abdul-Jabbar, who looked at the orc child in reality, was so innocent, the two small fangs looked a little cute, and Paladin shouted at Abdul-Jabbar, who was also a child, when he was a child. And Jabbar in the illusion soon caught up with the mischievous Baladin and threw him on the grass, and the two orc children were playing on the warm and beautiful grass, this picture was warm and beautiful.

"If there is no war......"

Esalivan suddenly sighed. Indeed, if there had been no war, Abdul-Jabbar and Paladin might still be running freely in that beautiful steppe at this moment, instead of in this dark land of death.