The light of the teleportation faded, and Luo Ling found that they were in the mountains and forests, and seemed to be some distance away from the valley where the dwarves lived. However, when she turned around to check on her companions, she found that there was a boy and girl who she had never seen before standing with them.
The young man looked a little frail, wearing a black magic robe, with short black hair and fair skin, and looked about fifteen or sixteen years old. He held a short magic wand in one hand and scratched his head with the other hand, looking at Luo Ling and the others slyly.
The girl was completely the opposite of the boy. Her hair was snow-white with a few strands of silver. She wore a set of silver-white soft armor with a skirt and a thin sword at her waist. She tilted her head slightly and looked at the boy in black with disdain.
"Wow! How come there are two more people? Did the transmission go wrong?" Ji Yijun woke up and asked in surprise, still holding Aura in his arms. But Aura may have fainted due to the shock of her brother's death and the discomfort during the transmission.
"I saw two beams of light, one white and one black, coming out of Rick's storage ring. It should be you, right? You should not be human. Could you be some kind of spirit?" Luo Ling asked.
"Nice to meet you, magician of the Dream Tower. I am Milda, the book spirit of the Star Tower's sacred book 'The Index of Secrets'." The girl in white performed a knight's salute. "As for this annoying guy, his name is Glade, and he is the book spirit of the Forge Tower's sacred book 'The Magic Book of Souls'."
"Milda, this is not good, right? You introduce yourself right away. Have you forgotten about the Black Dragon Empire? Haven't you been a hostage enough?" said Glade, a young man in black.
"Shut up, we are book spirits, don't forget what your responsibilities are." Mirda said.
"Can you tell my inheritance?" Luo Ling asked in surprise.
"Just now, when you were down there resisting the villains from the Black Dragon Empire, the power you used came from the meditation space, right? As book spirits, we are very sensitive to spiritual energy. Even if we are locked in a storage ring, we can still feel the spiritual power from the outside world. We have seen Saint Rafael Gomez of the Dream Tower, and your power is very similar to his."
Luo Ling looked at the two people. From any angle, their bodies were very solid, not like the ghosts in movies and TV. "Are you book spirits? I have also seen the book spirit of the Dream Tower, but it seems that he can't manifest a body in the real world like you. He can only communicate with us in the book."
“Originally, these two holy books had no book spirits, but Father and Mother created us and used their unique secret methods to give us the ability to materialize our bodies through magical elements, allowing us to protect these two inheritances.” Mirdad said.
"Elemental body?" Morey suddenly realized, "Your essence is the fire element, is it the same as the water element?"
Milda and Glade nodded.
"But, alchemist, don't try to study the two of us. We don't want to be experimental subjects," said Glade.
"No, don't worry." Luo Ling said, "Are your father and mother the two saints, Alsa and Alyssa?"
Mirdad said: "Yes, my father used the twin dragon souls in a dragon egg as the basis to create us. But later they all went to participate in the war of killing gods and never came back."
"Then how did you fall into the hands of those people from the Black Dragon Empire?"
"There was a prince named Theseus in the Black Dragon Empire. During an expedition, he accidentally discovered our hideout. At that time, our brother, who was also a saint, was being hunted down by the Temple of Nature and was seriously injured. He was recuperating in an ice coffin. The despicable Theseus took the opportunity to devour his power and finally captured us."
"If you hadn't refused to escape and wanted to save your brother, I wouldn't have been caught like this." Glade whispered.
"So you later started helping the Black Dragon Empire extract the souls of the dwarves?" Ji Yijun asked.
"I can't do anything about this. The emperors of the Black Dragon Empire have shamelessly threatened me with Milda's life." Glade spread his hands, "They said that if I don't cooperate in modulating the dwarf's soul, they will destroy the Secret Index."
"No matter how you look at it, this is shameless. If I could do it, I would have chosen to self-destruct long ago. I don't need you to save me at all!" Milda's face was full of disgust, "No one can use so many lives to exchange for another life!"
"You've been saying this for years. Aren't you tired of it? I'm just following my father's instructions. I have to survive no matter what. As long as our holy books are still there, there is hope for the revival of the Seven Towers." Glade looked at Luo Ling and asked, "Master of the Dream Tower, if you were faced with such a choice, what would you do? Would you save the Secret Index? Or would you save the lives of more than a thousand dwarves?"
"No one can use more than a thousand lives as bargaining chips. If I had a choice, I would refuse to cooperate," said Luo Ling.
"But you don't care about the Secret Index? Let them destroy it?"
Luo Ling smiled slightly and said: "If I were you, I would try my best to fight them, but instead of sacrificing other people's lives, I would use myself to threaten them."
"But we can't kill ourselves."
"Can't you even remain silent? Turn the holy books into useless shells. I don't think they will risk destroying both holy books just to go against you, right? Then maybe I can talk to them about using animal souls as substitutes. Even if the effect is a little worse, it's better for them than nothing, isn't it?" Luo Ling asked back.
She went on to say: "Even if it doesn't work, I will still refuse and calmly accept the final outcome. Because I will make this choice, I am who I am. If these things change my heart, the me I like will no longer exist."
"Yes, yes, yes! I think so too. There is an old saying in our hometown: Even if there is a scar as big as a bowl on the head, he can still be a brave man twenty years later." Ji Yijun interrupted.
Luo Ling rolled her eyes at him and said, "Can you please stop forcing the drama and be a quiet handsome man?"
Glade didn't care what Ji Yijun said. He seemed to be thinking about what Luo Ling meant.
But Mirdad said, "Don't think about it, I think she is very suitable."
"But she doesn't care much about you. Maybe she'll sacrifice you someday."
"If she could really sacrifice so many others, why would she really care about us? She only values our abilities. Don't those guys in the Black Dragon Empire value you? Only people like her can truly recognize the significance of our existence. Don't forget why the pioneers of the Seven Towers fought against God."
"Okay. You always have a point." Glade shrugged.
"We don't know your name yet." Milda said to Luo Ling.
"Luo Ling."
"Sir Luo Ling, are you willing to become our partner and continue the Seven Towers' cause of fighting against the gods?"