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Chapter 106 The past of the shelter

Suddenly, Leas, who had been flying up and down, chanted the detection technique again, and a familiar white light shone brightly around the gate of the bottom of the magic tower.

"Lias, have you found anything?"

Even if it was a soy sauce, Jefrey Wen was still full of curiosity and asked a few questions from time to time.

"This magic tower is not easy to work with! I have been walking around several times. There is no other place to enter except for the bottom gate."

"And the tower's body is much harder than that passage and cannot be brutally cracked."

Leas frowned tightly, and curled Cherry's mouth, his face full of helplessness.

"Then you can only break into the door! Be careful, it is said that magicians will make complicated identification methods. If there is no pass token, they will be attacked by strange magic."

There is no such routine in any magic novel, Jefrey Wen is too lazy to complain about it.

"Young Master knows that you don't need a warning from a layman. If you go far, if you are affected by the fish in the pond, it will be a disaster."

Before he finished speaking, Jefrey Wen followed the path and hid away early.

Just kidding, who is going to get so close!

Such a dangerous thing, you really think that you are lucky and can be reborn infinitely!

Jevre Wen stood in a distance, staring at the door of the magic tower with green eyes, without blinking.

Familiar wind blades attacked the dark gate continuously, but it was like a rock sinking into the sea without causing any ripples.

Leas looked at Feng Blade, which had disappeared for no reason, frowned, tilted his little head, and began to think silently.

"Nonsense? The work of the Earth-level magician? Trouble!"

Leas muttered in a low voice, thinking hard about the way to enter.

"Leas, the strong attack is not enough. You can try to make a fake pass! It's nothing more than a password or a bloodline verification. You should have similar methods, right?"

Looking at Leas with a burning face, Jevrey came up with bad ideas according to his novel experience.

"Woo...yes! I have such a method in my memory! Let's try it. If it really doesn't work, then search for other places. With such a large living area, I don't believe that there is no good thing."

When Leas heard this, he suddenly realized and hurriedly began to verify it.

A very complicated sacrifice was chanted softly.

Jefrey Wen, who was full of curiosity, saw a faint purple light covering the dark gate.

Purple and black intertwined, making them look extremely weird.

With a creaking sound, the dark door slowly opened.

"I am a genius, and I can deceive you in this way. It is because this magic tower has not been opened for so many years, so it probably has become somewhat invalid. Luck!"

Leas looked at the dark door and couldn't help but laugh proudly.

Seeing this, Jevrey Wen had already rushed over, stood beside Leas, and looked inside curiously.

It was pitch black, even if you had dark vision, you couldn't see anything clearly.

Although Jefrey Wen was extremely curious, he felt like a mouse was scratching his mind, but he rushed in without recklessly. Only then did he know that there was something waiting for him.

Magic trap? Alchemy puppet? Or other...

"Lias, use some more means and detect it first. The magic tower is usually full of traps, so don't overturn the ship in the gutter."

"Hmm? Who did you hear? Hahaha, I'll go in and take a look first. If there is no danger, I'll call you."

Leas waved his wrists and feet, his expression was stunned, and he carefully flew into the dark gate and disappeared into the darkness.

"Bang bang" "crack"...

Jevrey, who was standing outside the magic tower, heard many strange sounds. It was probably that Leas had encountered a magic attack.

Jevrei patted his chest, feeling full of gratitude.

Fortunately, Leas is the slut, otherwise I wouldn't have the chance to see tomorrow's dark sun.

Others have grandpas, systems, and they have a magical little monster.

This day is good!

Time flies like a flash of time, and in the anxious waiting of Jevrevan, he flies quickly.

It took an hour to pass, and Leas's crisp voice came out of the magic tower.

"Come in quickly. The magic trap has been lifted a lot by me. Come along the spinning corridor, don't touch other places!"

Jevre Wen moved carefully, curiously attacking the inside of the magic tower, and carefully approached Leas along the rotating stone corridor.

The bones that were almost ashested along the way and the scattered and messy simple staff made Jevrey shiver shudder.

How many creatures died!

Carefully avoiding the bones on the road and without trying to pick up any equipment, Jevrevan finally saw the dazed Leas.

Leas looked straight at a spread out golden metal book, motionless, as if thinking about something.

Jefrey Wen glanced at the metal books, and the dense devilish words seemed to be telling the past.

Unfortunately, undergraduates are illiterate and don’t know a demonic language, so they can only wait to ask Leas.

"Lias, have you found something special? Tell me about it quickly, I'm so curious."

If you don’t understand, ask, this is Jefrey Wen’s usual good style.

Leas woke up from his meditation, looked at the metal books with a complicated expression, and after hesitation, he still spoke.

"According to the book, this is the territory of a ground-level magician. This space obtained by chance is the last refuge for their tribe."

"The demons slaughtered dark elves everywhere, and the surviving earth-level magicians and a bunch of little guys hid here."

"What a pity! An inexplicable external curse penetrated the protection of the shelter and caused all the remaining dark elves to die."

"The strongest earth-level magician struggled to leave some messages before his death and also eliminated most dangerous magic. I hope that the lucky remaining tribe can discover this place so that a little fire can be preserved."

"Is that so unfortunate!"

Jevrey Wen said sympathy, but there was no feeling of empathy.

"Look at it again, there must be something good here! I finally came here, so I can't go home empty-handed."

The Jefrey, who was full of ruins and treasures, was deeply poisoned by the novel and rushed to get up.

With the wave of Leas's wrists, the metal books and some things were all entered into the dimensional space.

"According to the book description, the good things are still on the fourteenth floor, what are you anxious about! Those demons didn't come in so easily."

“Hahaha….”

Jevrei Wen was embarrassed, scratched his head, and continued to walk towards the rotating passage.

"You are really...why are you anxious? The above guy hasn't gone yet. If you are attacked by the unremoved magic, don't blame me for not reminding you!"

Jevre Vanhuo stopped, and he was not going to leave, and he stopped in awkwardly.
Chapter completed!
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