Steam Tower!

A distorted and unknown layer dimension.

Tick......

Tick......

The old wizard "Frank Blue", who had already broken one arm, used his other arm to hold on to prevent himself from falling.

Blood, down the tip of the nose, the severed arm, dripping onto the ground.

But where the blood fell, it didn't pile up on the surface.

Rather, it is slowly absorbed.

Here is the cage.

A cage dedicated to him.

The more he absorbed his sorcerer's blood, the stronger the cage became.

Eventually, he will be imprisoned here forever.

Even...... It will be the next source of power for the Steam Tower Sequence Engine.

The most ridiculous thing is.

He is "Frank Blue", a powerful wizard who is good at calculations and has mastered the Tree of Knowledge.

Without any defense, without any warning, he stupidly took the initiative to enter this cage specially prepared for him.

Until now, Frank Blue has not understood.

How the hell he was discovered.

"Before I die, can I ask how I was discovered?"

Feeling completely overwhelmed, Frank Blue gave up his resistance.

He gave up the struggle to stand up and sat up cross-legged on the ground.

However, no one paid attention to the seven or eight figures around.

"Swap!"

At this time, a voice sounded.

"No problem."

"Who's your connector?"

Frank Blue looked around.

Linger for a moment on a figure.

Only then did he respond, "It's among you." ”

"Do you think this little trick will work for us?" The voice of indifference sounded again.

Frank Blue didn't respond, just said lightly.

"Swap!"

There was silence in the air.

After a long time.

In the depths of death and darkness, a voice rang out.

"Someone is looking at you in the crowd!"

Old wizard Frank Blue bowed his head.

"One look at the crowd and they spotted me?"

"What a ridiculous answer."

"But...... I didn't feel anything wrong with it at all. ”

"Is this the incredible truth?"

In the midst of silent confrontation, the blood prison shrouded and imprisoned the old wizard Frank Blue in the deepest depths of darkness.

…………

The Tower District!

Adjacent to the steam tower is a tower forged of white marble and steam steel.

On the pale blue glass of Mingliang.

It reflects a woman's face with a variety of charms and a little exoticism.

She has protruding cheekbones, a high nose bridge, fair skin, a tall figure, a pair of golden eyes, and long golden hair, which makes her feel like an angel on earth.

Slender fingers gently tapped the ancient silverwood railing carved with classical patterns.

"Last time, the power hoarded at the Hunter Gang altar was secretly sacrificed."

"This time, Frank Blue was even more calculated and fell into a trap."

"He told me with the power of thunder before he was pulled into the dark cage."

"The ceremony, we can't wait any longer."

"There are still two altars as an introduction......"

Just when the woman is thinking.

The glass in front of him suddenly filled with a scorching holy light.

It was reflected in the woman's golden eyes.

Just now, the woman sensed that there was a battle in the bunker area.

However, her attention was more drawn to the situation in the Steam Tower.

And at this time.

There was a second outbreak of fighting.

The woman finally felt it.

It was the altar, the afterglow of being blown up into the sky.

The woman took a deep breath.

"There's only one altar left, and it must be activated right away."

"At the same time, launch an investigation into the mastermind behind this scene."

"To be able to interfere with our plans so much, I'm afraid that other forces are starting to get involved here."

"Whether it's the city-state of La Mor Tower, there's a lot of fresh blood in itself."

"Or maybe it's the extremely valuable Demon King's Tomb."

"It's going to be a good feast."

The woman who turned around pushed open the secret door in the wall of the tower.

Step through the secret door.

The woman turned to look at the steam tower that was in the darkness, like a lighthouse, roaring, supporting a steam ecology.

The woman resolutely disappeared into the darkness without looking back.

…………

The splendid fireworks slowly came to an end.

How tall the artistic component of this explosion was Tucker was not clear.

But Tucker is clear.

The distortion was out of control, and he was sent to the sky for the second time, and Arthurson, who had a hollow woman's face on his chest, had gone completely crazy.

At this time, the aberrant Arthurson, who was like a little giant, was chasing after Tucker.

Tucker constantly hides, pulls, and casts spells in the shadows of trees, bushes, and corners.

Even Tucker used "Shadow Walk" to jump into the shadows fifty or sixty meters away.

The out-of-control and distorted Arthurson was still able to lock on to Tucker and catch up.

At this time, the deformed Arthurson was like a burly black bull knight.

Each step fell to the ground, the earth dented, the masonry shattered, and a dull sound was heard.

All that was left in the pit was a distorted aura of the sun.

"This guy is simply a Xiaoqiang who can't be killed."

"Moreover, he is obviously dead, and he has to kill him again, which is unscientific!"

Tucker rubbed his eyes, blood already seeping out unconsciously.

There was a blood-colored veil in front of him.

The heart is also beating faster and faster, and the pain of tearing is becoming clearer.

Constantly fighting, pulling.

The dark sun chase, the infiltration of the strange evil god power, has begun to have an effect on Tucker.

Fortunately, it was Tucker who absorbed the great barrier and anchored his own ecology.

Replace it with any other transcendent.

I'm afraid that it has long been part of the source of distortion pollution.

Tucker's oil bomb landed on him, and the hot oil adhered to it, burning for less than a second before it was distorted and annihilated by the power of the dark sun.

Tucker used the Bloodthorn vine to try to restrain the opponent.

As a result, the vines were pulled up by the other party and stuffed into their mouths like spicy strips.

Only the two-star sorcery [Light Shaping Spear] can still cause some damage and hindrance to it.

Tucker didn't know if he would be able to take out the other party before he was irreversibly polluted.

But Tucker knew that this battle had been discovered by many transcendents in the bunker area.

There are not a few eyes gathered on Tucker around.

Fortunately, Tucker's origin dark sea, the source energy recovery is amazing, and it can support Tucker to maintain the shadow.

"Teacher Aubrey asked me to clean it up, maybe he won't be able to solve this dark source of pollution!"

Tucker was now on the head.

Just as Tucker pondered whether to use the rune treasure he had exchanged for from Mr. Aubrey.

"I'll help you kill him, and the wizard's robe will be mine!"

An indifferent voice suddenly sounded.

Without looking back, Tucker already felt who was coming.

It was a wizard youth who was once at the crossroads that symbolized the Church of Destiny, with a rune mark texture on his forehead and an indifferent temperament.

The wizard's robes are quite weird.

Tucker had noticed it a long time ago.

Because of this, Tucker didn't rush to get it.

At this time, the indifferent wizard youth who had suddenly visited made this seemingly unreasonable request.

"You tell me a reasonable reason, and I'll give it to you."

Tucker glanced at the young man and borrowed the slope to get off the donkey.

"That's my mother, at least, part of it."

The indifferent young man said very simply.

"Mother? Part? ”

Out of the corner of Tucker's eye, the hollow female face swept over.

"This plot is a bit complicated!"

Tucker took a deep breath.

"Deal, but you have to completely solve this source of pollution, and you can't let it spread."

If it weren't for the fact that the source of pollution would not spread.

Takla carried the distorted and polluted Arthurson and practiced a few laps around the city-state of Lamour, not believing that he would not be able to kill him.

"No problem!"

The two officially completed the handover of the baton of cooperation.