Vol 2 Chapter 432: mortal

When standing at the entrance and looking down, Nata and Akasha realized that the tower was far from simple.
Even if it is Pashare's Tower, there has never been a "hollow out" design below. Everyone understands the importance of the foundation. Akasha also knows that the higher the building, the deeper the foundation, but now it seems ... the two The tower body seen outside before can only be called a small part of the top of this magic tower.
In short, the magic tower seen by outsiders is just the tip of the iceberg.
Except for the ice crystal veins, Akasha and Nata were not interested in exploring other things.They both knew that it was not a daze time, but they stood for more than ten seconds, and they took a step back and looked forward. These rooms above the tower.
"What should we do if the tower is broken?"
Akasha ’s words are more like asking herself. Although Nata knows the benefits, she does n’t know magic. She knows that she ca n’t make any effective judgement. After thinking about it, she yells back:
First make sure to live, then go to Roddy and the team. "
"Survived ..."
All understand the truth and the goal is the same, but Akasha understands how difficult it is: if it is just an attack by orcs or undead, it is not difficult, but just those horrible beyond the cognition exist, which one is they can To deal with?
To this day, only one's head can work hard to find a way.
"Go up and take a look at these rooms, if you can find another way out."
Although she always remained gentle and quiet beside Roddy, Akasha was the captain who led the team after all. At this time, seeing that Nata had no idea, she took the initiative to make a decision.
"Keep some distance from me, if you fall into the trap, you can take care of it."
Akasha walked up the stairs while talking, and she could see some burnt marks on the ground. She thought that it should have been burned by the elemental flame demon just now. In addition, everything around was still clean.
Going up the stairs, there was no movement around, the only thing I could hear was the sound of breathing and footsteps of the two. When they reached the second floor, they both noticed an exaggerated high-elven text "graffiti" on a stone wall--
"A group of frogs at the bottom of the well"
Under the teaching and self-study of Roddy, Akasha already knew most of the high-elven texts. When she saw this sentence, she could not help spelling it out. She read it several times, but found that the handwriting looked random, but it was actually not simple: it was carved directly on the stone wall by some force, and it was by no means a sharp instrument.
Moving forward, you can see similar marks on the wall:
"The 127th experiment failed. I don't believe it."
"This is the thirteenth year, Elson's idiots, you wait."
It sounds like somebody's broken thoughts, Akasha after reading a few words, she feels more and more wrong: Isn't Elson the High Elven King City? Does the person who wrote this sentence hate them?
While thinking, Nata, who was always silent, suddenly said, "It's strange here ..."
"Well? What's strange?"
Akasha turned her head.
"Although I don't know these, but you see-except for these graffiti, it seems like there is no text ..."
Nata's words narrowed the thinking little priest. It's okay to say that if you look around, the words that should be marked on the door or outdoors are all bare.
In Pashaar's Tower, those rooms will be marked with "specimen room", "medicine storage room", "element laboratory" and so on. To any word?
"Don't have time to write? It's not right ..."
Akasha stopped and stretched her hand over the stone door, which should have been handwritten, and never thought the door would open silently. The scene inside the house surprised both people outside the door at the same time--
It seems that there are more than 50 square meters of stone room with a scratch-covered stone platform. The surface of the blood on the surface of the stone has been superimposed many times, and even the original blue stone platform becomes purple-red. And on the ground next to it, a decaying corpse was opened to tears, and the fleshy skin and skin were already withered, and only a sloppy expression remained on the face.
On the other side, more than ten corpses of the same size were stacked into hills, and the dense bones made Akasha a shock.
She wasn't afraid of the body, but suddenly had doubts about the role of the magic tower--
"It's all ... Xuemon's body?"
"呷"
The snow monster climbing on the wall fell suddenly and hit the ground heavily.
The back of his head was smashed by alder. Because the impact was too heavy, his eyes had been smashed. When he fell to the ground, his limbs twitched and he lost his breath.
At the outer wall, the siege of the snow monsters was just a tug-of-war with life and soldiers from the Karen kingdom.
Although each Snow Monster has a huge figure, there is not much resistance in front of the city wall. The city walls are smooth and tidy, and it is difficult to climb. The snow monster struggled to climb up and was smashed within a few meters. When the body of more than 400 pounds fell, it often dragged three or four companions. So many snow monsters howled and lost their lives.
The corpses were piled up under the city, but the soldiers didn't have much joy on their faces. The continuous combat made them gradually feel tired-even if there is a reserve team rotation, such an uninterrupted battle is hard to beat. Looking at the snow monsters who came up irrationally, even the most senior soldiers were a little timid.
These veterans are not afraid to fight tough battles, but they are really embarrassed when they fight against a group of lunatic lunatics.
All warriors have such emotions, and those barbarians who have not experienced a few vicious battles are even more embarrassed ... When those cowardly barbarians were blamed by Soderlor in person, everyone's faces were embarrassed to the extreme.
The languages ​​of the two sides are not communicated, but the most basic body language is understood by everyone: Soderlor pointed his sword below the city wall, even if the barbarians did not have a long mind to know what it meant. But even so, most of them were standing with their heads down, exactly like ostriches with their heads stuck in the sand.
Even if there have been several battles with Snow Monsters before, the effects of the ten years of timid warfare of the barbarians can't be eliminated at all ... For most barbarians, being able to keep standing without fleeing and escaping is the result of their efforts to restrain. .
"Don't you have a brain? If you don't go up now, we'll all be finished when the other party gets on the wall."
"Fuck ... please don't stand here silly"
The scabbard had no effect at all on these guys.Except for the guy named Erwin who had a war accident, the rest of the big man looked at the city with a gaze, as if he was ready to wipe his feet at any time. ready.
"We can't escape Basra, Guko, what are you afraid of?"
Elvin is the strongest in the team, but because he is too young to have prestige, his persuasion is also not effective. For the current battle, he is actually not "forward looking", purely good in the bones. Caused by the war. But encountering a group of "pig teammates" unwilling to contribute, Irvine couldn't help but be a little annoyed.
"It's muddy to get on the wall."
Shouting and shouting, scolding and scolding, hitting and hitting, in the face of the still stubborn barbarians, Soderol was more lazy to say anything, Yu Jian directly chose to give up, turned around with a shield, and invested in the first In the first-line battle-the inner anger was nowhere to be vented, and the snow monster in the siege now fell to the ground: the huge wood carried by the two soldiers was picked up by him, and he turned in one hand with the blessing of the war spirit Beneath the city walls, three or four snow monsters were smashed into mud by the cricket ...
"Give me all to die"
Angrily echoed around, four or five barbarians turned away from the team and ran straight towards the inner city. The remaining dozen people remained in place, hesitating. Elvin, holding a tomahawk, spit, pointed at the escaping companion, scolded him, and rushed to Sodroll. He picked up the tomahawk and opened a close-up snow monster. ...
Such a change is only an episode in the whole chaos. A dozen of city defense battles with little technical content passed in a few hours. The snow monsters 'offensive seemed to have weakened because of the soldiers' counterattack. The "Demonized Snow Monster" finally approached the wall of the city slowly with heavy casualties ahead.
Behind them are several more powerful Snow Monster bosses ...
"That ... Ms. Melinzela."
Although hesitant words were not loud, they seemed unusually abrupt in the quiet palace.
Merlin Serra was stagnant and did not stop moving forward.
She is very clear about her current situation: she has not been able to "stop" this way until now-after the failure of Long Jing, all hope is bet on the sculpture with energy in front of her.
Everything is now a last resort, 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 the thing in front is better not to open it."
His voice was unconsciously accompanied by a tremolo, which seemed to Merlin Serra to be normal: mortals should have such awe when facing dragons.
But she didn't know that Roddy's nervousness wasn't because of her identity at all, but because of the relief on the interior wall of the palace
After Melinzel entered, she went straight into the subject and ran to the Solomon sculpture in the center of the hall, apparently preparing to see what was under the sculpture. But Roddy didn't dare to act so rashly-he was tense after taking the "legend" task. Where would he walk around? He decided to observe the surrounding environment as soon as possible after he was in place, hoping to find some clues helpful for the task.
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"Ms. Melinzela-I'm not kidding. I hope you make a decision after listening to what I say, okay?"
The Dragon of Shadow ignored him, but strode to the sculpture in the center of the hall. Roddy's eyelids trembled, only feeling that his whole muscles were tense. At this time, he could not care about being rude and said loudly: "If you have time, you can look at the relief on the third wall on your right"
Having said that, anyone could hear the anxiety and entreaty in Roddy's words, and Milen Serra's footsteps finally stopped.
But just as Roddy thought she would look at the relief, Melincela turned slowly, sweeping Roddy with an extremely indifferent and disgusting look: "There is no qualification for you here, mortal."
The next moment, her raised fist was already bombarded with the Solomon sculpture under the bronze canopy ...
When you write, you must be writing. When you are really tired, you will rest. The update is uncertain, but it will not break. 】