When they stood at the entrance of the cave and looked down, Nata and Akasha realized that this magic tower was probably not as simple as it seemed.

Even the Paschal Magic Tower has never had a "hollow-out" design underneath - everyone understands the importance of the foundation, and Akasha also knows that the higher the building, the deeper the foundation, but now it seems...the two of them

The tower body I saw outside seemed to be only a small part of the uppermost part of this magic tower.

In short, the Magic Tower seen by outsiders is just the tip of the iceberg.

In addition to the ice crystal veins, Akasha and Nata were not interested in exploring anything else. They both knew that now was not the time to be in a daze. They just stood there for more than ten seconds, then they both took a step back and looked at

These rooms above the tower.

"What should we do if the tower is breached?"

Akasha's words were actually more like asking herself. Although Nata knew the pros and cons, she didn't understand magic and knew that she couldn't make any effective judgment. After thinking about it, she replied aloud: "First make sure to survive, and then go find

Roddy and the team.”

"Survive..."

They all understand the principles and have the same goal, but Akasha understands how difficult it is: if they are only attacked by orcs or undead, this is not difficult, but among those terrifying existences beyond their cognition just now, which one of them can

To deal with?

At this point, I can only rely on my own brain to work hard to find a solution.

"Go up and look at these rooms. It would be best if you can find another way out."

Although she always remained gentle and calm when she was around Rody, Akasha had been the captain and led the team after all. Seeing that Nata had no opinion at this time, she took the initiative to stand up and make a decision.

"Keep some distance from me so you can take care of me if you fall into a trap."

Akasha walked up the stairs as she spoke. She could see some burnt marks on the ground, presumably caused by the elemental balrog just now. Other than that, everything around her was relatively clean.

Climbing up the stairs, there was no movement around. The only thing that could be heard was the breathing and footsteps of the two people. When they reached the second floor, they both noticed the exaggerated handwriting on a stone wall.

High Elf "Graffiti"——

"A bunch of frogs in a well!"

Under Rody's guidance and self-study, Akasha already knew most of the high elf writing. When she saw this sentence, she couldn't help spelling it out. She read it several times, but found that the handwriting looked random, but in fact it was not

Not simple: because it was carved directly on the stone wall by some kind of force, not by a sharp weapon.

Continuing forward, you can still see similar traces on the wall:

"The one hundred and twenty-seventh experiment failed. I don't believe we can't do it!"

"This is the thirteenth year, you idiots from Elson, just wait."

It sounded like someone's random thoughts. After reading a few sentences, Akasha felt that something was wrong: Isn't Elson the royal city of the high elves? Does the person who wrote this sentence have a grudge against them?

While thinking, Nata, who had always been silent, suddenly said: "There is something strange here..."

"Huh? What's weird?"

Akasha turned her head.

"Although I don't recognize these, but look - except for these graffiti, there seems to be no writing anywhere else."

Nata's words made the thinking little priest's eyes widen. It's okay not to say it, but looking around, the words that should be marked on the door or outside are all bare!

When we were in the Pashar Magic Tower, those rooms would be marked with words such as "specimen room", "medicine storage room", "element laboratory", etc. The function of the words does not need to be explained too much, but why can't I see it here now?

Got any words?

"Didn't I have time to write? That's not right either..."

Akasha stopped and reached out to brush on the stone door where the writing should have been. Unexpectedly, the door opened silently. The scene inside the house shocked the two people outside the door at the same time——

There is a stone platform covered with scratches in the stone room that looks to be more than fifty square meters. The dried blood stains on the surface have been superimposed countless times, even turning the originally blue stone platform into purple. And on the ground next to it

, a rotten corpse was disembowelled, the flesh and skin had long since dried up, and only the ferocious expression remained on the face.

On the other side, more than ten corpses of the same size were piled up into a hill. The densely packed skeletons made Akasha tremble.

She was not afraid of corpses, but suddenly had doubts about the role of this magic tower——

"These are all...the bodies of snow monsters?"

****

"Boom!"

The snow monster clinging to the city wall suddenly fell and hit the ground heavily.

The back of its head was smashed by the wood, and because the impact was too heavy, its eyes were smashed. When it landed, its limbs twitched a few times and died immediately.

On the outer city wall, the besieging snow monsters were fighting with the soldiers from the Karen Kingdom with their lives.

Although each snow monster is huge, there is not much resistance in front of the city wall. The city wall is smooth and neat, making it difficult to climb. The snow monster struggled to climb up and was smashed down within a few meters. The body of more than 400 kilograms often fell when it fell.

In addition to dragging down three or four companions, the people on the city wall only had to keep pouring oil and rocks, and countless snow monsters howled and lost their lives.

There were piles of corpses under the city, but there was not much joy on the faces of the soldiers. The continuous fighting made them gradually feel tired - even if there was a rotation of reserves, such uninterrupted fighting was too much for the hardened men. Looking at nothing

The snow monsters who came to their senses made even the most senior soldiers a little timid.

These veterans are not afraid of fighting a tough battle, but they are really scared to fight against a group of irrational lunatics.

The elites of Hundred Battles all had such emotions, and the barbarians who had not experienced several fierce battles were even more unbearable... When those timid barbarians were scolded by Soderol in person, everyone's expressions were extremely embarrassed.

There was a language barrier between the two parties, but everyone understood the most basic body language: Soderol pointed his sword at the bottom of the city wall. Even the barbarians without brains knew what it meant. But even so, most of them lowered their heads.

Standing there, he looked like an ostrich with its head stuck in the sand.

Even though there have been several battles with snow monsters before, the impact of ten years of cowardice on the part of the barbarians cannot be eliminated at all... For most barbarians, being able to remain standing without breaking up and escaping is already the result of their efforts to restrain themselves.

.

"Don't you have any brains? If we don't go up now, we will all be doomed when the other party gets on the city wall!"

"Fuck...come on! Don't just stand here stupidly!"

Drawing the scabbard on these guys didn't have much effect at all. Except for the guy named Erwin who seemed to have a fight, the rest of the big guys looked at the city with wandering eyes, as if they were ready to grease their feet and run away at any time.

Prepare.

"We can't escape! Basra, Guco, what are you afraid of?"

Erwin is considered the strongest in the team, but because he is too young and lacks prestige, his persuasion has no effect. For the current battle, he actually has no "far-sightedness" and is purely good-natured.

It was caused by the battle. But when he encountered a group of "pig teammates" who were unwilling to contribute, Erwin couldn't help but feel a little annoyed.

"It's so fucking mud that it can't even go up the wall."

After shouting, scolding, and beating, facing the still stubborn barbarians, Soderol didn't bother to say anything more. He simply chose to give up, turned around with his shield, and threw himself into the first battle.

In the online battle - the inner anger

The fire had nowhere to vent, and the snow monster attacking the city was now in bad luck: he reached out to pick up the giant tree carried by the two soldiers, and with the blessing of fighting spirit, he actually wheeled it to the bottom of the city wall with one hand, "Bang, bang, bang!"

He smashed three or four snow monsters into mud...

"Fuck them all!"

When angry shouts echoed around, four or five barbarians turned around and left the team, running straight towards the inner city. The remaining dozen or so people stayed where they were, looking hesitantly. Erwin, who was holding a battle axe, spat.

He spat, pointed at his escaping companions and cursed a few times, turned around and rushed to Soderol's side, swung his tomahawk and opened fire on an approaching snow monster...

Such an incident was just an episode in the whole chaos. The city defense battle without much technical content lasted for several hours. The offensive of the snow monsters seemed to be gradually weakening due to the soldiers' vigorous counterattack, but just as the soldiers

After four reserve team rotations, five or six huge "Demonized Snow Monsters" finally slowly approached the city wall despite heavy casualties in front.

Behind them are several more muscular yeti leaders...

****

"That...Ms. Melinsela."

Although the slightly hesitant words were not loud, they seemed unusually abrupt in the silent palace.

Melinsela's figure stagnated, but she did not stop moving forward.

She is very clear about her current situation: she has gone down this road and there is no possibility of "stopping" - after the dragon crystal has failed, all her hopes are bet on the energy-emitting sculpture in front of her.

Everything now is a last ditch effort, and no one can stop her.

But Roddy didn't seem to have this awareness. After shouting that sentence, he hesitated for a few seconds and continued: "I think... it's best not to open the thing in front."

His voice had a hint of vibrato unconsciously, which Melinsela thought was normal: mortals should have this kind of awe when facing giant dragons.

But she didn't know that Roddy's nervousness was not because of her identity at all, but because of the reliefs on the walls inside the palace!

After Melinsera entered, she went straight to the point and ran towards the Solomon sculpture in the center of the hall, obviously preparing to see what was under the sculpture. But Roddy did not dare to act so rashly - he accepted the "Legendary" level mission

His nerves were so tense that he would move around randomly. After he settled in place, he immediately began to observe the surrounding environment, hoping to find some clues that would be helpful to the task.

For a successful PVE player, "missions" are always traceable. And after seeing the reliefs around him, he immediately understood where this place was...

"Ms. Melinsela - I'm not kidding, I hope you listen to what I say before making a decision, okay?"

The Shadow Dragon ignored him and instead strode to the sculpture in the center of the hall. Rody's eyelids trembled and he felt that all the muscles in his body were tense. At this time, he did not care about being polite and said loudly: "

If you have time, you can take a look at the relief on the third wall to your right!"

At this point, anyone could hear the anxiety and pleading in Rody's words, and Melinsela's footsteps finally stopped.

But just when Rody thought she would look at the relief, Melinsela slowly turned around and glanced at Rody with an extremely cold and disgusting look: "You are not qualified to speak here, mortal."

The next moment, her raised fist hit the Solomon sculpture under the bronze canopy...
Chapter completed!