The sun has risen, and the battle below the tower is over. The living corpses and golems were scattered all over the place, and the puppet knights finally slept peacefully again.
Master Haida gave an order, and the sword and shield soldier constructs jumped and hugged each other, forming a battering ram with uneven surface. Several Silver Blade knights lined up, raised the battering ram, and began to charge towards the gate of the White Tower.
The current gate of the White Tower is not a real door panel, but an incorporeal barrier made of magical evocation. The half-elf Gryndir specializes in alien science, and has done a lot of research on spells that isolate space. When other mages deal with monsters, he has been cracking barrier spells.
The protection on the tower is not complicated. He has already explained the composition of the spell, but he can't crack the protection. He vaguely feels that there is an undetectable force obstructing it.
Suddenly, that power was withdrawn, and the structure of the shield changed. Therefore, based on the analysis results, Grindyll designed a way to break the door in parallel with enchanting attacks and physical attacks: the mages applied specific magic to the constructs, and the constructs hugged into battering rams, and then the knights and lads used physical attacks Let the power explode effectively.
The protection was quickly breached, and as the "gate" was torn, the barriers on the entire tower gradually disappeared. The Silver Blade knights walked into the tower vigilantly, and the mages released a few small flying constructs and let them fly into the upper floor, while they followed closely behind the knights.
They soon found Yriel in the Great Chamber. Of course, when they saw the trapped man in white, they didn't know who it was.
The silver-haired and white-clothed boy crouched in the dimensional shield, and a black spear hung outside the shield. The spear exuded a strong wave of necromancy... To ordinary people, this scene looks more like Yriel cast a spell and captured a hostage .
Yriel made a face full of fear, and no matter what the intruder asked, he didn't say a word.
Grindyll touched his chin and muttered: "This kind of spell is rare, and it should be difficult to remove..."
Another mage said: "The protection can still be removed, but it's a little troublesome. The main reason is that the spear is not easy to handle."
"Let me see what's going on first." Saying that, the half-elf released the analysis circle and began to observe.
After looking at it for a while, he got together with several other mages and chatted about it. Yriel was using the incarnation of Odette, and his hearing was very sensitive. Although the mages whispered to each other, he still heard a few sporadic words:
"There is no way inside, but it can be resolved from the outside."
"Actually, it's almost time to wait a few more hours."
"There's no need to waste time."
"This chain is cleverly done..."
"I can't do it alone, I will be backlashed."
"This is easy to handle. We can divide the work and build a chain spell, such as..."
"Sarah, you really have an idea. Well, yes, yes...it does work."
The half-elf Grindyll turned his head and looked at the boy in white: "Okay, now that we have analyzed everything clearly, then..."
The boy in white stood up and stared at him expectantly. He continued: "Then, we won't be able to unlock this spell even more."
Yriel finally couldn't help shouting out: "What did you say?!"
Grindyll snorted coldly and said: "From the analysis results, the chain spell in the form of a spear should be left by Master Boris Gershaw. Although we don't know your identity, since he wants to catch you, We can't let you get away."
"Get Boris!" Yriel roared. "I want to talk to him alone!"
The half-elf burst out laughing: "Do you still want to throw a white glove duel at him?"
"There are some things I can only talk to him about."
"Just say what you want to argue, and it's the same with us."
"You are not qualified to listen. What are you?"
Grindyll smiled and said, "I represent the Five Towers Peninsula Mage Alliance, why am I not qualified to listen?"
Several mages next to him also stepped forward. The man in blue raised the metal signet ring on his hand: "I represent Ms. Dolores, the chairperson of the Austrian-French Federation." The tall female mage said: "I represent the Southwest Tower of Truth and the Council of the Ten-National Confederacy." A gray The young man in the robe said: "I represent all the faculty and staff of Hilda Academy."
After they finished speaking, Grindel asked the boy in white: "We have already identified ourselves, so what are you?"
Just as Yriel was about to retort, a voice came from the dim corridor: "Okay, everyone don't have to be so obsessed with quick tongue..."
The mages all turned to the entrance of the large conference hall, and bowed slightly to the people who came. Burris Gershaw came in slowly, nodding back to the young men.
The current Master Gershaw is in a bit of a panic. He doesn't have a cane in his hand, his indoor robe is covered with scorched earth, and a layer of charcoal dust has fallen on his bare head.
Grindyll and Haida were the closest to him, and they rushed over to help the eighty-year-old four-year-old mage, and carefully helped him between the crowd.
At this time, Odette and Siegfried remained in the altar, while Odile hid on the spiral staircase, secretly listening to the movement in the chamber.
Of course Burris hasn't really aged, he's still twenty years old. After waking up, he couldn't remember what happened at all. He looked at Siegfried, at Odile, and at the huge black and white striped dragon beside him... Then he was so shocked that he sat there blankly for a long time.
He couldn't remember how he got out of God's Domain. He only remembered being thrown into the Black Lake, Lott chased him in, hugged him, and talked with him about how stupid Yriel was on the Gobi... What happened after that, his memory was blurred.
He still remembered that Lott would be forcibly pulled back to the human world after inheriting the Black Lake, and at the same time, a gap would be torn out in the plane of the Black Lake, and the elements of God's Domain would spread like a plague...
Now it seems that none of these happened, the thin spot of the plane disappeared, and the elements of the Black Lake did not spread. The most significant change in the world is that Odette changed from a silver dragon to a zebra dragon.
Zebra Odette was in a state of ecstasy, and he didn't respond to any questions. The black and white stripes on his body are not completely fixed, but are flowing at an extremely slow speed. Boris speculates that maybe Odette is fighting against some kind of force and cannot respond to the call of the outside world for a while.
More importantly... Where is Lott? Boris reappeared on the altar, but Lott disappeared.
Burris leaned against the zebra dragon and chatted with Odileia for a while. The two of them are actually not very calm, but they must force themselves to calm down at this time. Siegfried was sobbing while observing the situation under the tower. Not long after, he said that people from outside had already entered the White Tower.
Boris thought it best not to let the young people rush to confront Yriel. Therefore, even though he was apprehensive, he could only temporarily put aside the matter on the altar and deal with the situation in the meeting hall first.
He cast a transmutation spell on himself, turning back into a bald old man of eighty-four years old. Originally, he didn't want to do this in front of his peers, because the peers would find that there was a steady stream of magical fluctuations rippling on him... But the situation is different now, the elements and magical fluctuations on the frosty plain have been sorted out by Odette, and they have become very uniform , very illegible, like a bowl of toothless old man's special that has been pureed into a fine paste. Mages cannot directly perceive magic fluctuations, unless it is a type visible to the naked eye like a fireball or an electric gun.
At this time, the effect of combing the elements has not dissipated, and it is difficult for the mages to detect the sudden fluctuations of the necromantic system, let alone the small magic of changing the body. They will only see Boris's old face, and will not realize that this face has been transformed by magic.
In fact, it is not difficult to find the fluctuations... Just cast the analysis spell directly on Boris' face. However, no one would do this to the Legendary Master. Even if one wanted to disregard etiquette to analyze him, one should also analyze his robe or material bag. Who would specialize in studying an old face full of ravines.
Surrounded by the mages, Boris looked at the trapped Yriel.
He thought he would be stared at by Yriel, but when his eyes met, Yriel just gouged him out with disdain.
Burris laughed dumbfounded. It turned out that Yriel didn't recognize the old man at all.
Grindyll asked, "Mentor, did you catch this man? Who is he?"
Grindyll was not considered Burris's personal apprentice, he had only listened to Burris's class in the academy, but he still used to call Burris a mentor.
Hearing this question, the white-clothed boy's expression became visibly tense. Burris thought to himself, now he knows who I am, and he is afraid of being found out.
He knows what his reputation looks like. When he had the upper hand, he hoped that his name would spread far and wide, making people fearful; when he was in trouble, his name was equivalent to an execution order, enough to make him die on the spot again.
From Yilier's uneasy expression, Boris also vaguely guessed one thing: Odette's connection with Yilier may have been severed. In the altar, Siegfried and Odile had guessed the same way.
Odette has taken back all the avatars, only this boy in white was trapped in the dimensional shield. Now that something happened to Odette, the avatar he stayed outside was completely repelled and turned into an ordinary human flesh.
This ability is equivalent to creating people out of thin air... Boris silently sighed, Odette deserves to be called the only miracle in the world.
Boris and the boy in white looked at each other for a few seconds, and said slowly: "I don't know his specific identity, I only know that he has a deep connection with Yriel, the Lord of the White Tower, and he cannot be allowed to escape."
This conclusion is not surprising, the mages believe that the abnormality of the White Tower must be related to Yriel. Grindyll asked: "Then you see... what should we do now?"
"I will break his protection, and you will make an arcane cage together," Burris said, "and then send him to the Arcane Federation. Naturally, the Federation will have experts to find out everything."
The mages nodded in agreement, and began to prepare spells according to Boris' intention. Yriel lowered his head and remained silent, perhaps secretly heaving a sigh of relief.
Also relieved was Odile outside. She was worried that things related to the Maharaja would be leaked.
When talking about Yriel, one must talk about his purpose, and when talking about his purpose, Odette will definitely be exposed. Along these lines, Odile, Siegfried, and the demigod (who may have become a true god) will also be exposed to people's vision.
Odile is not very understanding of the world, and she can't tell why it is bad after being exposed. She just has an intuition that this situation must be bad.
Odile heard the mages chanting spells in unison, including some kind of spell from Burris... He lifted the dimensional shield, and the black chain spell spear pierced Yriel, trapping him in place, letting anyone At the mercy of.
Yriel did not reveal his true identity, and Boris did not reveal him.
Ogilia couldn't tell for a moment whether it was because the old mage had softened his heart, or just because he wanted to protect Odette and the master.
When the mages began to move outward, Odile floated up and hid in the shadow of the upper layer to continue eavesdropping and peeping.
The Silver Blade knights carried a translucent brown square force field, which probably was the arcane cage that Burris mentioned. Yriel was imprisoned inside, and the black spear strung him together with a hollow stone slab behind him. His eyes were so venomous that he wanted to breathe fire, but he could only lie obediently in the cage.
The knights walked down the spiral staircase neatly, followed by the mages in twos and threes, and Grindyll walked at the end with Burris.
Boris whispered: "I suggest that you open a large teleportation array directly, and don't delay too much time on the road."
Grindyll nodded and said: "Yes, we think so too. When the Silver Blade Knights came, they used a large transmission array. We plan to borrow their finished products and return to the North Star City with them first, and then contact Other mages of the Arcane Federation. After all, it takes time to temporarily arrange a large magic circle, so maybe this is better."
"Okay, the City of the North Star is very good," Boris said with a hunched back. "After I go out, I won't act with you. I will teleport back to the Mountains of No Return by myself. When you need me, please contact me in time."
The half-elf nodded repeatedly. He had heard about Boris' experiences when he was young, and speculated that the old man must not like to be close to the city of North Star. Moreover, human beings are already quite fragile at the age of eighty and four. The old man must have been exhausted after a night of tossing in the north. Although Boris' assistance is indispensable for the follow-up investigation, at least he should be allowed to return to the tower to recuperate.
"Do you need me to accompany you back?" Grindyll asked.
"No, an apprentice followed me. She is still young and can't handle these things. I let her hide on the bottom floor. Now that the protection of the tower is broken, she and I can go out."
Hearing this, Odileia immediately floated from the window to the back of the tower, descended to the first floor and then crawled in, found a messy corner, and squatted down innocently.
This reminded her of the previous scene: in order to scare Heisong, the master told her to hide in the firewood pile in the back street of the tavern and pretend to be unconscious... I didn't expect that the master's mage was also good at deceiving people like this, no wonder the two of them got along well.
The half-elf who helped the old mage successfully found the "young apprentice". The "apprentice" was dressed in black, hiding behind the dark ruins, with a very natural expression of horror on his face.
Grindyll handed Burris to her and told her to take good care of the old man. After parting with Grindyll, Odile took Burris to the back of the tower, and found a place to pretend to be teleported away.
Odile secretly wondered that Burris was clearly pretending to be old, but his footsteps were actually a little vain.
Burris cast a short instant teleportation and took Odile back to the spiral staircase in the tower. The altar cannot be reached by magic, and to get back, you still have to step on the correct stone bricks all the way down.
"Your name is Odile, isn't it?" Burris walked ahead, bowing lower and lower.
Odile has seen other old people walk like this. They can stand upright for a while, and then they become more and more rickety... But Burris is twenty years old, and he can walk normally as long as he removes the changes on his body Has he forgotten that
Odile held back her doubts and replied, "Yes, I am Lord Lothbald's first creation."
Burris didn't speak for a long time, but walked down silently while leaning on the wall.
When he was almost at the bottom, Burris asked again, "Can you feel where the Lord of Bones is?"
Odile replied: "Right now... I don't feel it."
"If you don't feel it, don't you worry?" The old man turned around tremblingly. He was stunned for a moment, realized his gaffe, and sighed again, "Sorry, I'm not blaming you. Come on, let's Find a way to take Odette away first."
The author has something to say:
I don't know why the mystery is so enjoyable when writing the very old Burris...
In addition, you don’t have to worry about Lott, this is not an abuse article, just look at Ojeta’s appearance and you will know that there must be no knife
(...but he really didn't turn into the black stripes on the dragon, really not... )