Outside the walls, the world is quiet, hawkers are shouting, civilians are shuttling through the chaotic market, but no one dares to approach the towering metal iron fence.

Although the buildings behind the iron fence seem extremely luxurious, and although the uncle who looks at the door seems to be careless, this kind of place often means danger.

At the gate, Garnis reminded again: "In the past hundred years, no less than thirty adventure teams have entered this mage tower, but none of them have returned. Although Master Madeira is only a high-level mage, his specialty is space magic. So...... Please be careful. ”

The corners of Downs' mouth lifted: "Don't you and your majesty think that difficult work should be matched with corresponding remuneration?" ”

He didn't speak like a former knight's apprentice.

To put it bluntly, there is one meaning - you have to add money!

Well, his mind was already in the shape of a mage. No way, the world of magic is the most important about equivalent exchange.

Garnis coughed in embarrassment: "Your Majesty will pay a fair amount based on success." ”

Downs didn't tease the king's chief advisor any more, nodding to the burly warrior with a huge silver and white shield, and the macho man named Juan pushed the iron fence under the complicated gaze of the janitor.

Just stepping over the threshold, everyone seems to have entered another world.

A strange purple-blue halo swept across the canopy, and the branches seemed to be decorated with colorful lights, constantly glittering with arcane brilliance.

Not only that, but the ground was visibly shaking slightly, and the space in the courtyard seemed to be staggered from the space outside the wall. Although Downs could still clearly see Garnis and the others outside the iron gate, he was stunned and had a trance of greeting the people on the surface of the water under the water.

The four high-level professionals beside Downs all stared at this [True* once in a hundred years] mage with expectant eyes.

The fact that so many teams have fought on the streets in the past hundred years, and so many masters and even legendary professionals of other professions have fallen here, is enough to show one thing - the next thing is the realm of the Master.

It's not discriminating against the spell-casting professions of warlocks or priests, in this kind of place, only the knowledge of the mage can save the day.

Frankly speaking, the four of them can only be regarded as pendants.

Downs was actually a little nervous, and he was hailed as a hero in the last battle of Raman Chak. To put it bluntly, it was his blood that surged up that time, and he rushed to the city gate without thinking too much, and he felt a little scared after the fight.

And this time?

With the theory that Master taught, can it be done?

No, even what Master taught, Downs felt a little vague at the moment.

There's no way, every time Master teaches something, Downs doesn't seem to understand it, but he can always comprehend new magic, and Master counts him as passing.

When it comes to magic theory, he is probably at the level of seven tricks and six tricks......

Tang Si whispered to the rifle on his shoulder, "Master?" ”

Unexpectedly, Laifu nodded slightly.

Rennes...... He is.

Even if he entered a different dimension, his soul connection with Rifle seemed to be stable, which was amazing.

Not to mention that Downs is nervous, Wren is also nervous.

As much as Wren feels like he's playing a third-person adventure game, don't forget that he has to 'beat the level with one life' or his rare apprentice will be finished.

"Let's go inside!"

At the sound of Dons's order, the wanderer, who acted as a scout, took the lead and pushed open the door of the mage tower in front of him, which looked like a five-story building and the top of the tower looked like a spindle.

The three-meter-tall brass metal door opened smoothly and unexpectedly, and the wind and frost of a hundred years did not seem to cause any rust to freeze the door.

When the scene at the door was revealed in front of the five people, everyone couldn't help but swallow their saliva.

It's so clean!

It was as if a team of servants carefully cleaned it every day.

There was not a trace of dust on the black and white bricks on the ground, and time seemed to stop at the moment when the magic net collapsed a hundred years ago.

Occasionally, sharp scrapes of metal boots could be seen on the ground, apparently from a latecomer, not from the owner of the place.

After walking for a while, everyone felt that something was wrong.

12 out of 10 out of 12 is wrong!

From the outside, or according to the architectural drawings provided by the royal family of Cervantes, it is impossible for this mage tower with a circular cross-section and a single story of up to 500 square meters to have such a straight corridor with a length of more than 100 meters.

Even though the door behind him did not close by itself, the surroundings became quieter and quieter, and even the sound of the wind whistling outside fell silent.

Only a rhythmic mechanical sound and a flurry of confused murmurs came from ahead, as if to seduce them.

The other four 'pendants' couldn't help but look at Downs in unison.

If you want to withdraw, this is probably the last chance.

However, it's all here, who wants to withdraw?

Even if they don't believe in this mage who seems to have jumped out of the ground, they still believe in their own master, and believe in the legendary archmage behind Downs!

They gritted their teeth and pushed on in the most common formation of the adventurous squad.

The Wanderer explored his way, the Giant Shield Warrior in second place guarding Downs in the middle, the Priest fourth, and the Ranger gently clasped the bowstring at the back of the row.

The voices in the distance became clearer.

It's not an instrumental sound, it's a clicker that resembles a mechanical gear that rotates to a fixed rhythm.

Downs is no stranger to this, having seen first-hand how waterwheels 'continuously transform the power of water into wind'.

Entering a large atrium, everyone instinctively blinked, feeling the light around them become brighter, and the scene in front of them made them a little frightened.

Everyone finally knew the whereabouts of the adventurer team that had entered the mage tower before.

They're almost all here......

Two meters above the ground, hundreds of resentful spirits floated in the air. These poor people, who have been driven mad and died, do not know their own condition, and they are bent on revenge, and they are madly chasing after the enemies who have driven them to their knees.

In the horizon of the five, the spirits were mostly beating each other senselessly, or desperately scraping the walls and doors next to the atrium with their pale translucent fingers.

If it's just a resentful spirit, maybe it's fine. The problem is that there are numerous [animated objects] on the floor of the atrium.

They saw with their own eyes that a brass candlestick twisted itself into a twist. The trident-shaped candlestick, with a twisted human face growing out of its fork, screamed, driving the three candles on its head to extend like whips.

If I'm not mistaken, it's trying to strangle a wooden boar that was probably a cupboard 'before it was alive'.

Although I don't want to describe a kitchen cabinet as a wild boar, it does look like a wild boar, the four table legs become pig's trotters, and the arched back and the huge wooden boar head cannot be said to be very similar, but can only be said to be exactly the same.

The various pictures in front of him were too strange to make the hearts of the three physics professionals present angry.

Kristen, the eldest sister of the ranger, pinched her sweat and whispered, "Can we go around?" ”

But before she could get a response, she probably noticed the arrival of their group of uninvited guests, and suddenly all the foreign objects in the entire atrium collectively screamed, and then rushed towards them.

"Ahh The Giant Shield Warrior felt his head tighten, and the sky spun for a while.

Wraiths have the trait of [Madness].

When hundreds of resentful spirits went berserk en masse, the [perception] shock wave was definitely beyond the norm for a high-level warrior.

Just as the warrior's brain was blown blank, Priest Patter, who had managed to carry it, shouted, "I can't deal with so many wraiths!" ”

Finished!

The three of them had almost the same thoughts.

They could fully imagine the sad state of being devoured by an army of resentful spirits, chewing their souls to pieces, and even their flesh and blood being melted into those twisted [living objects].

Just then, thunder and lightning struck!

"Boom!"

The huge thunder and brilliant electric light became the only main theme of this atrium.

The vision of the four people was white, and they almost instinctively covered their eyes with their hands......