Chapter 140: The Battle of the Holy Tower. The three
Sith followed Moore into the door. It suddenly became clear to him that this was not the inside of the Holy Tower. This was clearly a world!
But compared with the real world outside, everything in this world seemed to be made of flames. Sis could see that there was a huge volcano emitting thick smoke in the distance. It was a real volcano. The whole mountain was in flames!
At the foot of the volcano, a river of magma was flowing slowly, just like a real river in the outside world, flowing past Sith and others, with small bubbles of flame popping up from time to time.
In front of him, the ground was covered with stones made of flames. Sith approached the stones with curiosity, wanting to see what kind of structure it was, but as soon as he stretched out his hand, before it touched the flames, the flaming stone swung. He jumped away with a sound, and kept shaking a little further away from Sith, as if he was taunting!
Looking at Sith's shocked eyes, Moore smiled slightly and explained to Sith: "This is actually the inside of the Holy Tower. Young man, remember one sentence, when the magician reaches a high level, what you see in front of you will Everything you see will not be real, and even the lord you see in front of you may not be real!" "
The Holy Tower looks like just a Holy Tower from the outside, but inside, there are countless people. The huge space is not that difficult for the masters of the holy tower who control the space." "
And since there is space, there can be some other existences. That stone is not a stone, but a stone in the flames. The born elf just likes to disguise himself as a stone."
Sith's open mouth slowly closed. Unfortunately, he thought the holy tower was that big at first. Even if it occupies a larger area, it still feels peaceful. A master of a holy tower whose will spreads all over the void is unsuitable, but now it seems that he has really fulfilled that sentence, your uncle is still your uncle!
Old Man Moore hid his smile and walked aside with the surprised Sith, preparing to use his personal relationship to "get" a token for the Sith. The value shown by the other party was worthy of him!
He carefully walked through the land of flames and came to a few busy magicians on the side.
"Ahem, little Eric, come here, the old man wants to see you for something." Old Man Moore may have been walking a little too hastily. He coughed a few times and then shouted breathlessly.
As soon as the magician named Eric looked up, Sith saw the familiar white hair and white beard. Isn't this the magician who tested himself that day? It's just that he is so old now and can still be used by others. There was no other way to call Eric. Sith felt that the magician must be desperate in his heart.
Sure enough, the white-bearded Eric Magician looked at his beard, then looked at his old friend who could hardly hold back his laughter, and said helplessly: "Okay, just laugh if you want to, it's uncomfortable even if you hold it in. In front of that old man, none of us are juniors."
"Master Moore, what do you want from me?" Eric walked up to Old Man Moore and bowed.
After speaking, Eric raised his head and saw Sith, who was laughing and out of breath standing behind him. He immediately took two steps back to prepare for defense, but he immediately realized that this was the Fourth Holy Tower, and the opponent was just a human. A first-level magician, no matter how many scrolls he has, he can't lose himself, but his face is red!
Moore's old eyes stared blankly at Eric in front of him, and asked in confusion: "What are you dazzling in front of the old man? I won't hit you." Eric
said with tears in his eyes: "Master , I'm not guarding you, I'm guarding the kid behind you..."
"Huh?" Moore looked at Sis in surprise, then at Eric, and asked: "Do you know each other?"
Sis shook his head. Shaking his head, he said that he just found out that the other person's name was Eric. He didn't even know his name before, so how could he say he knew him.
Eric quickly waved his hand: "Master, how could I know him? I was just impressed by the magician's method of participating in the Holy Tower Battle test. I wonder what the master wants to see me for now?" "Haha,
this That's easy." Moore laughed and said, "Since he went to your place to take the test, he must have passed it. It's just that this kid didn't bring his token today, so he came to you and asked you to give him another token. The card asked him to participate in the Battle of the Holy Tower. I originally wanted to rely on my old face to ask for it. Since you have been in contact before, that would be great."
This time it was Eric's turn to be surprised: "No, I didn't bring it. ?"
Sith covered his face, why are these people making so much noise? They just didn't bring tokens, and they were so surprised that they stuttered.
Moore nodded with a smile and said: "Yes, I didn't bring it with me, so you'd better hurry up and get him a token. It's about to start."
Eric didn't speak anymore and took a deep look at Xi . Si, having Master Moore intercede for him is a big honor. Even if he failed the test, he would have passed it if Master Moore was there. What's more, this guy really passed it. He originally knew Moore. For a master of scrolls like the Master, no wonder the scroll he threw out was a third-level magic scroll!
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After a while, Sith walked aside with his participation token and waited for it to begin. He just inquired about it and found out that the Battle of the Holy Tower was an arena match. It was a duel on the arena, and there was a special referee in charge. No. There will be death, which is nothing compared to the extremely cruel newcomer trial!
But yes, magic apprentices are not yet real magicians. They are between magicians and mortals. Although there are not that many magic apprentices, they are still too many compared to the number of magicians. The newcomer trial is just One way is to allow every magic apprentice to become a magician faster.
But magicians are different. Every magician is the wealth of the magician world. One more magician means one more power to resist the abyss world, so these magicians cannot be easily damaged, and more importantly, the Holy Tower These first-level magicians in the battle are all young people and have more potential than those old men!
However, the battle of holy towers also has its cruel side, that is, only one winner can advance to participate in the battle of holy towers among the eight holy towers. In the end, the strongest one will be selected, and only the strongest one will be selected. Only then can you get a mage tower!
Sith looked at the large number of magicians in front of him and sighed. With so many magicians and so many geniuses, in the end only one magician will be able to stand out and participate in the more advanced battle of the Holy Tower.
At this moment, a flame suddenly appeared in the void, and after a flicker, it turned into countless small flames and rushed towards each magician!
The Sith looked at the people around him. No one was resisting, so he called back the steel suit that was emerging from stress. After all, this was the Fourth Holy Tower, and if the Fire Lord really wanted to do something, there was no need to do anything. A lot of trouble.
Sure enough, a small flame flew directly, split into two, one penetrated into Sith's body and disappeared, while the other entered the token and turned into a line of fiery red characters - the third group!
Sisi didn't care to look at the token and quickly checked the flame that entered the body, but found nothing. No matter how Xiao Wu scanned the body, he couldn't find anything abnormal, so he had to give up. After all, that might be the method of the Fire Lord. He was a first-level magician. Master, it’s better not to think too much.
The third group, it seems that I am the third group, but I don’t know how many people are in this group. Just as I was thinking, the void changed again, and ten extremely huge flame arenas seemed to appear out of thin air, and they stood in the field. , each arena is also marked with each group number!
Sith murmured to himself: "The battle of the Holy Tower is finally about to begin."
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At this time, in the Second Holy Tower, in the endless thunder world, a beautiful woman looked at ten arenas composed of endless thunderstorms, with determination that was difficult to express in words, but in her eyes From time to time, a hint of tenderness and worry would flash through her: "I haven't seen you for so long, Sith, are you okay?"
Beside the woman, an extremely arrogant man also stood, his eyes filled with excitement that could not be concealed. After a long time, it’s finally starting!
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Everyone, because my back really hurts, I only have two chapters today. I'm really sorry. I owe you one chapter. I will definitely make up for it within this week. I'm sorry.
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