Infrastructure starts from the game

To enter the Mage Tower to shoot, Angel had to lead the team himself.

Even Hume, the president of the Magic Association, didn't dare to walk around in the mage tower area.

In addition to the issue of authority, there are countless defensive magic circles and magic traps in the area of ​​the Mage Tower, both in the sky and underground. These are masterpieces carefully crafted by countless magicians for thousands of years. Be careful if you accidentally enter an area that does not belong to you, you may make yourself embarrassed.

Angel is very familiar with the Mage Tower.

He led the crew through the public area, came to the abandoned mage tower in the east, and then manually dismantled several ancient magic circles, then turned around and ordered the rune apprentices he brought to lay new defensive formations.

"...Bury the runestones No. [-] and No. [-] in the southeast corner, there is a bursting magic circle on it, be careful... hang the magic circle at the position of tower No. [-], you can ignore it below, the magic circle is broken... …Yes, the crew is operating within the area circled by the yellow runes, but you probably won’t be able to get out anyway.”

President Hume was listening, and couldn't help asking cautiously: "Senior Angel, you seem to be familiar with this place?"

...Senior?

Angel glanced at the wrinkled junior: "I joined the 'Abandoned Society' for a while."

"Abandon the society?"

"A group of dead guys investigate the abandoned mage tower that lost its owner, store and register the dangerous items inside." Angel said, "it's not a big society, anyway, there are all kinds of things in the mage tower. Aren't there many organizations?"

...I suspect that I am not in the same mage tower as you.

Branch President Hume wanted to ask again, but he heard a loud noise in the air, and the people around couldn't help raising their heads to look at the sky and screamed.

"dragon!"

"A real dragon!"

"Why does it seem to be flying this way again?!"

"Ah, come down!"

Chapter President Hume raised his head in horror, and he saw the huge red monster rushing straight in this direction.

Why are there dragons?

No, it's dangerous—

Hume thought confusedly, after all, he just sits in an office and lacks actual combat experience, so when he saw the red dragon swooping down from the sky, his whole body was stiff and unable to move.

But out of the corner of Hume's eye, he saw Angel perform a spellcasting action, and then the shadow under the mage tower squirmed as if it had life.

They turned into countless pairs of black shadow hands, grabbed the red dragon, and dragged it into the explosion magic circle on the nearby mage tower:

"boom--"

The magic circle suddenly exploded in an earth-shattering manner, billowing smoke and dust.

But after the smoke and dust dispersed, he didn't see the huge red dragon. Instead, a handsome man wearing shiny clothes and a shiny body rushed towards Angel.

"Cute Angel, long time no see—poof!"

Angel raised his long legs and stepped on the other party's shiny face without hesitation.

Hume was stunned.

"This is..." He asked timidly.

It can't really be a dragon, can it?

Angel said strangely: "You don't know? This is the husband of the curse mage Oville you admire?"

"——" Hume's mind was obviously down.

"My baby and I got married too early, and we didn't make it public, so most people don't know about it," the shiny man said without any surprise, he took the opportunity to hug Angel's thigh and rubbed Ceng, "Only the mutual friends of our husband and wife will know."

"That's really an honor!" Angel added.

Speaking of this, he gets angry.

Although Angel didn't have any thoughts about Oville, but as a single dog with two lifetimes of accumulation, he was very happy to have a rare affection from the opposite sex, and then found out that this affection was actually buy one get one free!Does he look like a couple sex prop or something?Angel felt that it was a good self-cultivation for him not to blow up the couple's mage tower.

Angel stepped on the Red Dragon Mage a few more times to relieve his anger.

"By the way, why are you here? Where's Oville?" Angel finally remembered to ask.

"Baby Oville is still lying in bed. I was worried that I would delay your business, so I brought the things here first." Red Dragon rolled his eyes and explained suspiciously.

That woman is basically the incarnation of the fire element, and she can't sleep for three hours in a month, so how can she stay in bed?

Angel thought strangely, but he didn't want to ask about the perverted couple at all, he just stretched out his hand and said, "Then take it out! Passport certificate."

"Okay." The red dragon put its claws on Angel's outstretched hand.

Angor smiled, punched the red dragon in the face again, and then threw it to Hume and Mandela, and asked the two to communicate with each other about the access certificate of the Mage Tower.

After Angor was free, Mithril poked out its small head from the hat of Angor's black robe.

"You know a lot of people!" It said strangely.

It thought that this society might not have friends in the Mage Tower!

"I can't do anything about it at work." Angel also felt tired about this. "After staying in the Tower of No Owner for a long time, there are always strange people coming to the door. I don't know if I don't want to."

"Even if you say that...wait a minute, the Tower of No Owner?!" Mithril cried out.

It is the first time I heard: "Have you been in the Tower of No Owner?"

"Ah, didn't I say that? But it's not surprising, is it?"

"No! Strange! Very strange!" Mithril said, "I heard that only super geniuses at the level of Forbidden Curse Mage will be invited by the Tower of Masterless, don't you only have middle-level cats?"

"...Ah, that is a rumor!" Angel said, "If you think about it carefully, you will know that the Tower of No Owner has no owner, so who can invite people in the name of the Tower of No Owner? So Anyone can enter the Tower of No Owner."

"Meow, you lied meow!" Mithril refused to be fooled.

If anyone could enter the Masterless Tower, it wouldn't be the Xingyao Tower.

You can't lie to meow even if you haven't gone to school!

Angel touched the cat's head in a funny way: "It's true...but although the Tower of No Owner has no owner, the magic core inside is still preserved, so it selects people based on two criteria."

"The first criterion is known to everyone. As long as you enter the area of ​​the Mage Tower and your talent reaches a high level, you will be invited by the golem photographed by the Tower of No Owner to enter the Tower of No Owner to learn knowledge;"

"The second criterion is to find the builder of the Tower of No Owner in the area of ​​the Mage Tower to leave test clues, solve the puzzle, and also get permission to enter the Tower of No Owner."

Speaking of this, Angel is actually a little proud:

"Although in the past 300 years, I have been the only one who used the latter method to get in, it does exist."

You are so awesome meow!

Mithril snorted coldly. Although it felt that this master seemed a little bit powerful, it didn't want to praise this guy at all.

At this time, someone suddenly asked:

"...So, no invitation letter?"

Angor and Mithril turned their heads and found that Jack was standing there, staring at Angor with bottomless eyes.

Who brought the black sheep here too?He can't help at all!

Mithril thought strangely.

But Jack asked repeatedly: "The Tower of No Owner... No, invitation letter?"

"No, if you're talking about the mage's invitation letter," Mithril said, "that tower has never sent a letter before, even if it is selected, it is the tower's... golem who came out to welcome it."

"If you are interested in the Tower of No Owner, you probably need to study for a while first." Angel laughed.

But Jack shook his head, but reached out and grabbed Angor's clothes.

"Help... him."

"?"

"Help... Silver Leaf!" Jack pleaded.

"Silver leaf?"

Angel looked at Jack strangely, but the red dragon came over from the other side:

"Angel, you seem to be missing four people! I can't register here."

Silver Leaf was walking in the Mage Tower with the letter from the Tower of No Owner, with Mira, Gru, and Alan by his side.

"Yinye, did you get an invitation from the Tower of No Owner?" Gru looked at the letter in Yinye's hand, envious but not surprised, "As expected, you are our chief! Then what else do you have?" Can you hesitate?"

"It's not sure!" Yinye said vaguely in an indifferent tone.

He was looking at the back of the letter.

This invitation letter is a magic item. After entering the area of ​​the Mage Tower, a map appeared behind it, guiding Silver Leaf forward with a flash.

Yinye looked at this instruction, but she didn't feel any joy, she only frowned.

The one with the same expression as him was Mira beside him.

Mira had her sister's letter in her arms, but she didn't want to take a second look. She just looked up at the towering mage towers.

The mage tower area is very dense.

When the mages built the mage towers, they were not very separated—in other words, the mages at the beginning may have separated their positions to maintain a safe social distance, but when the mages of later generations built additional towers, they did not want to waste Energy", "I want to be closer to the teacher", "inheritance", "we are husband and wife", and other reasons, the mage tower was built nearby, even directly above the ruins of some abandoned mage towers, causing the entire mage tower The area is like a city that grows by itself, growing taller and denser, almost forming a whole.

The eastern area chosen by Angor is more loose because it is full of dangerous abandoned mage towers.

But now Yinye and Mira are in the western region, where there are master mage towers, and they are more airtight, and most mages are keeping defensive familiars, they may be in the small window of the mage tower or hiding in the shadows, spying on Yinye and his party with unscrupulous eyes, making whispering voices, which made people feel uneasy.

Mira couldn't help getting closer to Yinye.

But at this time, Allen didn't know what he saw, and suddenly let out a "hee hee" laugh.

Mira was taken aback by him.

She felt that this screenwriter was the most terrifying existence.

"What are you laughing at?" Mira asked vigilantly, "What are you doing here?!"

"It's just a visit! Don't you all come here to have a look," Allen said with a smile, "You didn't make up your mind immediately today, did you?"

"...I don't even want to come!" Mira said.

"But you're still here." Allen said sharply.

Mira bit her lip.

"But hesitation is natural," Allen said with insight into human nature. "After all, it is the request of relatives. You can't say that your choice must be correct, and you can't ignore their request. Even if there is really a Balance, you can weigh all the decisions, and you can’t say that the lighter side is not important and can be discarded. In the end, you still wobbled and chose the path you didn’t like under the action of external force. People are like this..."

This guy is loud!

The three rune disciples frowned and thought.

Even Gru, who longed for the mage tower the most, felt hesitant when he really stood here. The last thing they need now is a humanoid rap beside them.

"Shut up!" Mira couldn't bear it anymore, "I won't..."

"Mira! Is it Mira?!"

Just when Mira was about to reprimand Allen, she heard a female voice shouting from the front.

Mira's face turned pale for a while, she seemed to have encountered a ghost, and she didn't even dare to turn her head to look at it. Instead, Allen followed the prestige and saw a tall woman running out of a mage tower in a hurry. Her appearance is roughly similar to Mira's, but she looks a lot more feminine, especially the skirt full of lace, which looks like a misplaced doll in the mage's tower.

The woman obviously didn't notice Mira's resistance, and she walked over quickly:

"Mira, I knew you would come! You are so old, you should think about yourself and your family! It's rare that someone doesn't dislike your absurdity and is willing to accept you. You won't refuse, right—"

"do not come--"

Silver Leaf drew out her wand, pointed it at the woman, and stopped her from advancing.

The woman froze for a moment, showing an angry expression: "Who are you!?"

But before Yinye could answer, the woman yelled at Mira, "Mira! What do you mean?"

"She...is indeed my sister." Mira said timidly.

Although Mira very much hoped that this woman was a complete fake.

"I don't care if she is your sister or not. The question is why is she waiting here?" Silver Leaf held the wand unwaveringly and looked at the woman vigilantly. Get in touch with them!"

"...Sister! Why are you here?!" Mira asked belatedly.

She didn't want to come, let alone inform her sister.

Mira suddenly reacted: "Could it be this letter?!"

She took out her letter from her pocket, and found that there was a map similar to Yinye's invitation letter, but Mira didn't see the admiration of Yinye's invitation letter at all, only embarrassment.

"You spy on me?!" Mira accused.

Based on Mira's understanding of her relatives, she does not believe that this letter is a pure map.

The woman's expression was a little awkward at first, but then she became confident: "I'm worried about you! You haven't replied to your letter recently! You didn't say hello to me when you came to the Mage Tower! Why don't people worry about you? What stupid thing to do?"

"Then you can't do this—" Mira blushed anxiously.

Gru suddenly realized something in the quarrel between the sisters.

He also took out a letter from himself.

Looking at the same map on the letter, Gru looked around vigilantly: "Professor Lal, you're not here, are you?"

The person he called was obviously the introducer who had given him a letter of introduction from the Mage Tower.

Amidst Gru's shouts, three men really came out of the mage tower.

Or from the beginning, they were not prepared to hide their whereabouts.

After all, there are only three rune apprentices.

Silver Leaf frowned and looked at the group of people, including Mira's sister, only one was wearing a mage's robe, and their temperament was far from that of a real mage.

"Children, you seem to have misunderstood." The man in the mage robe said, "I have no malice towards you, but the mage tower is quite dangerous. In order to avoid getting lost, all invitations have tracking magic, and Not deliberate surveillance."

"Is that so?" Gru hesitated when he heard that.

"Three people? All?" Yinye raised his eyebrows. He waved the invitation letter in his hand that was said to be from the 'Tower of No Owner', "I didn't know that the Mage Tower also recruits students uniformly!"

The other party was not stumped by Yinye's rhetoric: "Unified enrollment is of course impossible! But since you have come to the Mage Tower, you will have a unified reception, because there are always bad kids running around with invitation letters."

"So this in my hand is really a letter from the Tower of No Owner?" Silver Leaf said.

"of course."

"The ownerless tower of Xingyao Tower?"

"of course."

"you swear?"

"..."

Looking at the man who was suddenly stuck, Yinye snorted coldly.

"During the five years we were in Academy City, we never received any invitation; when we were driven onto the train like a flock of sheep, we never received any invitation; during the period before we worked in the alchemy workshop, we still did not receive any invitation." Any invitation; but after Mr. Angel donated the magic well to Yixue, did you get an invitation from the Mage Tower?"

Silver Leaf asked: "What do you want? The runes of the game table? Or the secret of the magic power base station?"

"you……"

The man in the mage's robes tried to defend himself, but another man in gold-rimmed glasses stopped him.

"As expected of the head of the school year! The analytical ability is really excellent," said the man, and surprisingly, this man who looked like a completely untalented person seemed to be the leader of this group, "But, it's reasonable, isn't it? If you don’t pay, don’t pay back, our invitation just proves your value.”

"Yes!" The man in the mage robe nodded and looked at Gru, "Gru, don't you want to enter the mage tower? This is a good opportunity."

Mira's sister also opened her hands to Mira: "Come here! Mira, don't be self-willed!"

Gru and Mira looked at their mentor and loved ones, then glanced at each other.

"I refuse," Grew said.

"I refuse." Mira also said.

They drew out their wands, aiming at the opposite crowd like silver leaves.

Yinye raised the corner of her mouth slightly: "There are some bottom lines that cannot be compromised!"

"Does your bottom line include your 'siblings'?" The man pushed his glasses.

Silver Leaf's eyes widened.

And the mage behind the man waved his robe: "My little devils, don't you understand? There is no room for you to choose here!"

Accompanied by his words, a magic circle lit up under the feet of the three of Silver Leaf, and golden lines extended from the magic circle, wrapping around the three children.

"Let go!" Mira wanted to cast a spell in a panic, but was strangled by the golden thread in an instant, and fell into a coma.

Gru's persistence was not much better than Mira's.

Only Yinye stood among the golden lines, allowing the golden lines to spread on her body, but without struggling, she only whispered:

"Why? Again and again... I obviously don't want to..."

"His magic power is a bit wrong." Seeing the situation of Silver Leaf, the mage stood in front of his leader.

"It smells so good." Mira's sister showed an intoxicated expression.

"Scent?" The man looked at Mira's sister strangely, but saw the woman rushing towards him with an unnatural red face, "What are you doing?!"

He struggled to get rid of the woman, but his body was weak and hot.

This feeling is...

The man raised his head and subconsciously looked at the silver leaf in the center of the magic circle.

I saw that serious chief boy exuding a sexiness that transcended gender. Two huge goat horns grew out of his smoke-gray hair, and a demon tail with a heart-shaped pattern was swinging behind him.

The man recalled the picture he had seen in the Demon Manual.

"Succubus—" he muttered.

The succubus was walking towards him step by step, but the eyes of the other party did not have the coquettish charm mentioned in the book, but were full of killing intent, and the other party was also holding a sharp dagger in his hand.

"Mom is like this..."

"The dean is also like this..."

"The teacher is also like this..."

"You are still like this..."

"Time and time again, over and over again, I obviously don't want to..."

The succubus boy complained with a crying sound, and raised the dagger in his hand——

Also at this moment, the darkness covered the boy's eyes, the darkness covered the boy's ears, and the darkness hugged the boy's body.

Darkness said softly:

"If you don't want to, then don't do it—"

Allen stood in the gap, watching the play like a bystander.

No one paid attention to him, no one thought of him, it seemed that he never existed in the first place.

This is Allen's "magic".

In fact, Allen was not sure if this was magic before, because his magic power appraisal was not qualified, and he could not even enter the Academy of Magic in Academy City, let alone the Wizard Tower.

But Allen does have "magic".

From a young age he could see the furtive shadows behind creatures and hear their furtive titters.

Those things seem to be part of the human heart.

Dirty and dark.

But Allen's father forbade Allen to say this, "You will be sent to the madhouse," he threatened.

There seems to be nothing wrong with this.

Recently, Allen met Yinye, a rune apprentice, and heard from Yinye that this should be a "witch" physique. Women with unstable magic power and falling into madness will see another world, but sometimes, this phenomenon will Appearing in men, and the stamina of men is worse than that of women, almost men with this physique will be swallowed madly immediately.

Allen seems to be a born male "witch".

Ahh, I am really crazy!

But so what?The whole world is actually crazy!

Allen thought so.

He had long felt that it was a pity that no one saw what he saw, and no one heard what he heard. If he said it, he would be sent to the madhouse, and no one would know what he saw.

Allen thought of a way.

He wrote the things he saw and heard into novels, so it can be conveyed?

Sure enough, as Allen hoped, these novels were published soon after submission, and received countless letters from readers.

People warmly praised him and called him a "genius writer".

On the day he first received those letters from readers, Allen laughed wildly for a long time.

Ah, look!

Nobody said it, but they actually loved it!

So in order to let more people feel what he saw, he wrote one novel after another, and even went to the insane asylum where his father kept scaring him, but the inside was actually pretty much the same as the outside.

It would be nice to have more material.

And movies seem to be a better carrier than novels.

Allen has been thinking about this for a while. As for the little struggles of rune apprentices about employment issues, in Allen's opinion, it is a trivial matter that is not worth mentioning. Do you want to use this as his material now? He has to hesitate.

In fact, it's really not worth mentioning.

Everyone will feel that it is very important when they choose their own future, but reality will teach them to be human. In fact, they have no choice at all. What ideals and futures can only be illusory, and finally fall towards the worst place.

Ah, like now—

so?

Allen stared blankly at the darkness in front of him. He watched the darkness engulf those people...

What happened next, even the "genius writer" Allen couldn't describe the inhumane thing with his writing. He was confident that even if he described one tenth of the fear, the article would be rejected. All newspapers and periodicals are forbidden to publish it, and it has caused serious psychological trauma to everyone who read it. In the final analysis, this is a black robe...or is it something that humans should do?Allen felt that his brain stopped thinking, and all the torture he had seen before had become a joke.

"Well!"

Allen covered his mouth, trembling all over.

He was horrified to see the black robe who had done all this coldly glanced in his direction, didn't say anything to him, and only closed the darkness.

After the darkness, the succubus boy ignorantly shouted: "Mr. Angel..."

"It's all right."

Allen saw the black robe put the (indescribable, indescribable, indescribable) hand on top of the boy's head.

The young man stared blankly at the black robe, then at the enemy who had lost consciousness and was intact (indescribable, indescribable, indescribable), then narrowed his eyes comfortably, feeling the temperature of the opponent's palm.

The black robe promised the naive young man: "They will never cause you any trouble again."

"Well! Thank you sir." The boy smiled.

The boy didn't ask any more questions.

Obviously, after the incident just now, in the heart of this succubus boy, the words of the black robe are absolute, omnipotent, and worthy of entrustment. He believes that the black robe can handle everything well, so he no longer needs to know those things. The end of the dirty stuff.

Actually there is nothing wrong.

After all, those people looked intact, but in fact...

"Well!"

Allen covered his mouth.

Half an hour later · In the crew

"Is this scene really going to be shot like this?" The photographer looked at the camera in disgust, "This is the most important scene, if it's shot like this, there's no way to change it in the future!"

"Wait a minute, I'll discuss it with Mr. Angel and Mr. Allen." Director Peter also hesitated.

In fact, he wanted to find those two people early in the morning, but since he arrived at the Mage Tower, the producer and screenwriter disappeared, making it impossible for him to have a small meeting.

However, this scene is not impossible to shoot like this.

Director Peter has a hunch that if this scene is decided in this way, this film will definitely be a masterpiece.

But such a gloomy work, he doesn't really hope that he shoots it himself...

Director Peter was hesitating like this, when he suddenly saw Allen appearing like a ghost.

"Mr. Allen, it happens that I..."

"I'm sorry, can this shot be changed like this?" Allen handed the new script to Peter.

Peter's heart skipped a beat.

He's on the verge of having a phobia of Allen's script recently.

However, as a responsible director, he still bit the bullet and looked at it, and then showed a surprised expression.

"Good! This shot is very good! It's a big reversal!" He admired.

And handed the script to the photographer.

The photographer also looked disgusted at the beginning, but after adjusting according to what the other party said, his face was full of emotion.

"I can finally sleep well."

He said so, and praised Allen for the first time: "You are such a genius, Mr. Screenwriter."

"No, I am nothing." Allen said in a trance, "Before the absolute darkness, I am nothing! I am so small, how do I think I can describe the darkness in his masterpiece? That's simply Like a little devil showing off his magical power in front of the devil, what I should do is bow down at his feet, kiss the ground he walks on, and praise his darkness with his own burning light! He is me my lord, my god—”

The photographer looked at the murmuring screenwriter stupidly.

"Is he alright?" the photographer asked worriedly.

The director glanced at the screenwriter with no surprise: "It's okay, it's a common phenomenon, all writers have problems with their brains."

"Before he changes his mind, let's finish the film as soon as possible! Maybe we need to add a few shots to connect," Director Peter said happily, "But such a warm work, I can't help but hope to see it as soon as possible It's on the big screen!"