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The hall inside the tower was much larger than Barrett had imagined.

The surrounding walls were engraved with purple-gold mysterious lines, and the lines spread wantonly like veins, connecting the towering stone arches. Dozens of giant-shaped stone arches, with their backs bent and their hands raised, supported the vast dome above.

The dome is like an abyss, layer upon layer and spiraling upward. The deep light dimmed with height, and finally disappeared into the heart-pounding chaotic darkness. However, in the center of the darkness, there was a little fire-like starlight, flickering in and out of the chaos.

These vast, majestic sights did not attract Barrett's attention too much, because the fully activated cluster-shaped construct golems surrounding them had made him dare not be distracted at all.

"Don't you invite us to the parlour for a cup of tea, Cortana?" Theodore Shining raised his head and asked the female phantom in mid-air, "Mage Keen has never been left out like this. guests."

The female phantom looked down at the little mage, "You and the Lord..., are you familiar with Mage Keen?" Her voice was melodious, no different from ordinary people, not like a ghost, with a cold ethereal spirit.

"I know most of his deeds, and even a lot of them are little-known." Theodore Shining Gold did not answer directly, "Not only that, I also have a lot of knowledge about this magical tower named 'Miana'. , and you, as Tarling, know it very well. I even know the entire process of your creation!"

The little mage grabbed his beard calmly, but Barrett noticed that the end of his fingertips trembled slightly, and it could be seen that the proud master of magic was also quite nervous at this time.

After the translucent female phantom heard these words, she came to Theodore's side lightly, and stared straight at the little mage without saying a word.

After nearly a minute, she said, "Why do you know this? Did someone tell you, or have you been here before?"

"No, this is the first time I have come to this magic tower, but my ancestors have lived here for nearly a hundred years." The little mage said solemnly, "I am the thirty-seventh generation of Clover Shining Gold. descendants, and is his only descendant."

"Oh, that's right!" Tarling nodded. "Club Flashkin, that little dwarf, you do look a lot like him, and I should have recognized you. But then again, the dwarfs are in me. In my eyes, they look the same."

The little mage blushed unexpectedly, which made Barrett a little worried.

If Theodore was angry as usual and said something ugly to provoke this towering, then everyone here is likely to be torn to shreds by the surrounding golems.

"Hmph, do you think I'm lying?" The gnome mage suppressed his anger, and took out a ram's horn dagger from the space ring, and pricked his index finger a little.

A drop of bright red blood emerged from the fingertips. Theodore Shining Gold whispered a spell in a low voice, successfully cast a magic 'Hand of the Mage', and sent the drop of blood tremblingly to Taring, "Check it to prove what I said. Not false."

"Why?" Taring looked at the drop of blood with a puzzled expression. "What does it matter if you are a descendant of Klauber? It doesn't matter to me."

"It's very important!" The master of magic, Theodore, maintained the drop of blood in the air with the 'Hand of the Mage' through continuous casting, "If I am a true descendant of Clover Sparkling, then I have the right to inherit this magic. Tower, inherit everything here and become your new master!"

"Inherit here? New master?" Ta Ling's face showed a stunned look, "Is this why you summoned the magic tower from the half plane to the main material plane?"

She flew into the air again, looking down at everyone with some contempt, "Do you really think you have such qualifications?"

"Of course!" Theodore Shining Jin squeezed the staff in his hand and said without flinching, "Master Keen has no descendants, but he has five students. The chief disciple, Master Black, has also disappeared for hundreds of years. None of them have been heard from; and Mage Beavis, Mage Darlene, all died within the same two hundred years as my ancestors, which I have found out in the Magic Association. And the only surviving Mage Glenn has his own The magic tower, you know, every mage will only manage one magic tower with all his heart, so he won't look at it here."

The little mage snapped his fingers and ruled out one by one, "And apart from my father and Mage Darlene, no one else has any children left. Mage Darlene was a student of Mage Keen after my father. Yes, so according to the rules of human succession, I should now be the first in line to this magic tower, and probably even the only one! I have spent decades on this, researching Master Keen. With all the manuscripts left by my ancestors, I calculated the trajectory of the demi-plane where this magic tower is located, and finally arrived here."

"Even if what you said is true, but you still left out a person, a person who is more suitable for inheriting this magic tower than you?" Ta Lingxu sat in the air with his arms around his chest, and said calmly.

"Who?" Theodore Sparkle asked suspiciously.

Tarling pointed to himself,

"You?" Taring's answer made the gnome mage open his mouth in surprise. "But, you are just a Taring. Your existence should serve the master of this magic tower."

"Who ruled that Taring couldn't be his own master?" The translucent woman in the air said proudly.

"This young lady said so well, can I kiss her?" the bard asked the parrot on his shoulder in a low voice.

"Shh, shut up, don't talk!" the parrot whispered.

"I have served Master Keen for hundreds of years. If he appears here again, I will definitely still serve him. After all, he built this magic tower, and he created me myself, even if there is no magic I don't dare to disobey any of his orders." Tarling said, "But after the disappearance of Master Keen, I feel that it is good to have no master. So, if it is anyone else, even your ancestors— —Club Flash Gold himself is here, and I won't admit it."

Barrett saw that this Tarling did not fall into a deep sleep after losing its master, and did not wait for her master, or other 'destined people' to activate it again~www.readwn.com~, but she was completely In the waking state, it has been operating alone for hundreds of years.

For such a long time, this Tarling has become more and more autonomous and independent. She is no longer satisfied with just being a tool that obeys orders, but wants to exist as an independent individual. Except for her original master, it is unlikely that anyone can conquer her.

"Of course, if you want to use force to obtain this magic tower, you can also try." The new owner of the magic tower continued to say to the little mage, "If you really know this magic tower well, then You should know that these little guys around you are just a common defense."

"But, but..." The dwarf mage's face was ashen, and he obviously did not expect that the towering spirit in front of him was actually a yearning for freedom.

I hope it doesn't trigger the battle, I hope it doesn't trigger the battle, Barrett kept reciting in his heart.

"Of course, as a disciple of Master Keen, the descendant of Klauber Shining Gold, you have worked hard to get here. I can't be too stingy. Maybe you will be assigned a secondary tower to use. If you want to words." Taring said generously.

"Why is it 'maybe'? Are the deputy towers so stingy?"

"Master Keen once said, 'Anything you can get, you have to pay a price'." Taring raised his hands high and held it against the dome, "If you really want to get a sub-tower, then with your companions , accept a trial."

As soon as her voice fell, the fluorescent light in the middle of the dome became bigger and brighter, and finally swallowed Barrett and the others.

When the barbarians woke up again, they found that all of them were on a green grass with three apple-sized purple dice beside them.

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