The Rise of the Cemetery

The mountainous area of ​​Feralas, southwest province of the Kingdom of Breland.

Oneros, as a small town in the southwestern province, is a small place that can be easily overlooked if it is not read carefully on a hand-drawn map.

The straight-line distance from Silisus, the capital of southwestern provinces, is more than three thousand miles, although it is a little further away, it is not silent.

Oneiros is backed by the Filas Mountains, surrounded by mountains and ancient trees. It is a good place for hunting adventures. Coupled with the abundant water of the Voldantis River flowing through it, it is not only a well-known agricultural production area, but also an important landing place for inland shipping.

Perhaps the mage atmosphere here is not as strong as the capital. The merchants who can come and go, the adventurers with dreams, the wanderers who meet with ease, and the mercenary groups everywhere can still turn this place into a prosperous city.

However, in such a mortal city full of vitality, in the north of the city stands an old and quaint mysterious tower.

Compared with the guard towers of big cities elsewhere, this mysterious 7-storey tower is not inferior in scale, but inferior in appearance. There is no glorious magic glow that is always in the flow, and noble mages wearing robes that come in and go out. Here seems to be a discarded world, which looks dull and gloomy.

Corkall, dressed in a short robe of a master apprentice, yawned, traversing through the bustling crowd, through the noisy market, and hurried to the tower.

Almost three days ago, if it was n’t for his own magical goods store, Kokal, who had a sip at the “Comick Lodge” last night, really wanted to sleep until he woke up naturally.

When he came to the huge square in front of the tower, Kokal could already see three or five figures waiting in silence at the gate of the tower. This made him unable to speed up his pace again.

"You are late again, Kokal!" A middle-aged warrior carrying a two-handed sword shook his head helplessly, and was quite speechless to this increasingly lazy mage apprentice.

"Okay, don't mumble, this is not the first time he is late. Kokal, hurry up, our team is still waiting to start! The same, 10 enchanted arrows, 2 cobwebs, 1 slowness! "Another female ranger with a long bow interrupted the captain's nonsense and began to neatly report the purchase list."

A few thieves next to him also rushed in tightly, reporting their needs in a variety of ways, from "flash powder", "bat feces", "purified sulfur" to "wind snake venom". Covers all types of operations of the Magic Cabin.

Corkal didn't dare to hesitate, and hurried to the two tall stone doors with amazing thickness, but just gestured a few times and pronounced an obscure spell. The ancient and mysterious patterns on the stone door seem to have sensed the approach of human beings, radiating light blue and silver lightly. After a slight shock, the two doors slowly opened with a dull and dull gurgle.

Although such scenes have been seen many times, everyone also disdains the level of the master apprentice's half-hanger, but when the mysterious magic of the mystery is displayed in front of him, these mercenaries and adventurers still feel awe.

This tower was once the pride of the town of Oneros, but unfortunately, with a magical accident six months ago, the in-tower mage and a dozen mage apprentices died inexplicably. After clearing the tower, the high-level mages who came from the Seventh Ring Tower temporarily sealed it, leaving only apprentice Kokal to take care of it.

In fact, Kokalben was a master apprentice attached to this tower. It was only when he happened to go shopping on the day of the accident that he survived.

The elementary school students who accepted the instructions of the guild neither dared to disobey the order and did not dare to stay in the tower too much. So, when they were in a hurry, they rented a room in the city. In this way, he rushed to the tower to keep the magic hut running during the day, and he was free to spend the night outside in the night.

To be honest, on a dark and unmanned night, he really dare not live alone in such an empty tower. Those high-level mages said that they had cleared all hidden dangers, but their words did not seem to be worthy of full trust.

If it weren't for the guild's strict order, Kokal really didn't plan to make another half step of this tower.

The magic hut is located in the corner of the hall on the first floor closest to the door. Although the decoration is simple, the decoration is actually true magic items.

Without these special arrows enchanted with the "sharp" effect, the ranger's bow can not shoot through the beasts with heavy scale armor. The "cobweb technique" and "slowness technique" are the favorites of the adventure team. Only with a few such scrolls can they dare to boldly enter the Phyllis mountains to round up those large beasts.

As a group of people shouted and bargained around Kokal, a corner of the square not far in front of the tower, a teleportation circle covered with thin dust suddenly lit up. As the magic continued to converge, this light gradually covered the entire teleportation circle, and a faint space distortion had appeared above the circle.

The Master apprentice, who was disturbed by the abnormal shape outside the tower, quickly separated the crowd and hurried out of the tower. Just a quick glance surprised him.

The teleportation circle has been activated, and someone will teleport it soon!

No matter who is coming, the one that can use the mage guild teleportation array is not a small person.

Corkall hurriedly turned around to disperse the adventurers, and before the completion of the teleportation, stood respectfully in front of the teleportation circle.

"Tui" sounded softly.

The ripples of the twisted and wavy space in the teleportation circle gradually calmed down, revealing the three hazy figures standing in it.

When the magic circle began to operate, the dust accumulated on the magic circle was pushed out of the transmission area by the repulsive magic power. As a result, Kokal, who was standing next to him, became an unlucky ghost, and he was disgraced.

It was all because he was usually too lazy and neglected to take care of it, so Kokar, who was bored, did not dare to speak up, quietly sorted himself out with the "cleansing technique" on the apprentice's short robe, and this began. Secretly looked at several "big men" who were sent over.

"A high-level mage, a mid-level mage, and one ..." After spending nearly ten years in the tower, ushering in and seeing a lot of big men, but the strange combination in front of him still gives him a fresh look. feel.

A high-level mage, of course, is a well-deserved big man. With Kokal's qualifications, being able to see the high-level mage's demeanor after a long-distance experience is already a lucky three-life.

But the high-level mage in front of him was obviously too young. At that age, it looks like it was in its early twenties, nearly ten years younger than himself. But they are already high-level mages, and they are still struggling with the master apprenticeship.

Such a similar sigh Kokal also experienced much, so just casually sighed a few times in his heart, and immediately left behind.

Compared with the younger high-level mages, the female mages and the women in purple robes that followed were really fascinating beauty!

Regardless of the identity of the two women, a single pink and slender eyebrow, deep and bright eye pupils, plump and seductive red lips, and a white and delicate face are not comparable to the vulgar powder that Kokar has seen on weekdays. of.

A gentle gentleman wearing a middle-level wizard robe is wise and intelligent, but it is very in line with the wizard apprentice's conjecture of the magic goddess; one is wearing a purple soft robe, raising his hands freely and freely, and his indifferent expression is a little proud. Although the two women have their own temperaments, they are so beautiful that they dare not look squarely ...

"Is this the city of Oneros?" The young high-level mage asked, and a young and handsome person made Kokal full of jealous youth faces. Although his status is so honorable, the tone of the question is extremely gentle. .

"Yes, respected Master Master!" Kokal did not dare to look at it, and he bowed his head and replied respectfully: "This is the city of Oneros. I don't know what the adult has to ask, and is an apprentice belonging to the Master Tower of Isdir Kokal is happy to serve you! "

The young high-level mage did not answer his question. The three of them raised their heads and looked up at the ancient and old tower in front of them in endless affection for a long time.

A long time later, he casually tapped the next sentence, "We are going to enter the tower", and the young mage led the two women into the tower with the portal opening. The dumbfounded Kokal and the group of adventurers hiding nearby didn't help but looked at each other, they really couldn't understand the origin and purpose of these master masters.

But they were not allowed to wait for a long time, only half a quarter of an hour later, the long-dead tower suddenly heard a loud bang, and the ground quaked slightly.

With the opening of the mana pool and the full activation of the defense mechanism of the tower, the dust and debris attached to the tower were repulsed by the inexplicable force field, and the raindrops fell one after another. The dazzling magical aura started to light up layer by layer along the tower body, the mysterious arcane rune of the mysterious mystery was looming in the sea of ​​light, and the long beacon on the top of the tower radiated a magnificent light, penetrating through the thick clouds and dispersing the morning The mist of the whole body once again fully displayed its majestic and perfect body in front of everyone.

The tower started.

The mysterious tower that has been dust-covered for half a year ushered in its own master again!

At this moment, the whole city of Oneros shook.

As the people of the Kingdom of Breland, all civilians, freelancers, and wanderers in the city of Oneros are subject to the natural jurisdiction of the local nobility, and they are all faithful leaders of the lord Viscount Rudis Carmen. But everyone knows in depth that the guild mage who sits in the tower is the one who really has the right to speak in Oneros.

The mage may not like too much secular intrusion, and rarely directly intervenes in the specific affairs of the territory. According to some unwritten rules, the masters who sit in the mage tower are the real masters in the area where the mage tower dominates. Those nobles, speaking nicely, are the mainstay of the kingdom, and political allies of the mage. They say that it is awkward, but they are just alternative stewards when the mage neglect to manage the territory.

Therefore, when the light on the tower is lit, everyone who can see its brilliance knows that the real master of this territory has appeared!