Take Taobao with you to another world

Summer is coming to an end.

The sun shines from the vast sky, but it is no longer pure white and bright, as if the harsh heat was blown away by the breeze.Scattered spots of light fell on the gurgling water, and the small berries hanging from the water along the bank were dyed in a ripe color. The birds with slender claws crushed the branches, took away the sharpest fruit, and bounced back with the force of rebound. Wings up, the wind supports its gray feathers and jumps among the treetops, the branches and leaves of the trees rub against each other, and the waves of the trees fluctuate. The spiers of the town’s religious buildings pushed across the fields that were about to mature, and swirled on the bridge across the moat. The low city walls could not stop the pace of nature, and the breeze with the smell of soil and plants washed down the streets of the city. A dizzying smell that comforts even the corpse in the gutter.Flags fluttered at both ends of the spacious avenue paved with stone slabs. Behind the fortified buildings, young people in the square sweated their backs, held rattan shields, gritted their teeth, and fought with their companions without saying a word. As the sun fell, the scorching blood burned from the heart to the whole body, only the strong breeze brought a little coolness.The sound of the wind scraped past the narrow stone window, twisted and turned along the terrain and tall buildings, and finally came to an open place, where the wind suddenly increased, almost whizzing upwards, blowing the plants along the way to this side, Even the rough sackcloth shorts of the slaves crawling up the stairs like an ant army were slightly bulging.The strong airflow is circling, climbing up the mountain until reaching the peak, as if being pulled by an unknown object, the tornado-like cyclone wraps around the four chains that reach the sky, and the iron section bent almost as thick as the wrist Amidst the vibrating and rubbing sound of the iron chains connected by iron rings, a vortex of clouds appeared indistinctly around the existence that could not be seen with the naked eye.

The sorcerer with a pale face locked himself on the iron rope and hung half of his body on it. Even though the feet were the wood that had been strengthened by spells, people who moved on this ropeway even had slaves tied around their waists. Ropes with locks, the nature of being a creature on the ground makes fear follow everyone, the mages being able to stand already shows their courage, almost all the slaves are kneeling and crawling on the steps of the ropeway, any one Anyone who can lift their knees slightly off the ground will be brought to the front, the part of the ladder that is under construction.There, one step ahead is the void, the earth spreads out before one's eyes and feet, the river is a distant shining ribbon, the mountains are like mounds, and the tall woods seem to carry materials on string-like paths from dense green grass Your slaves are like real ants...

Fear is almost insurmountable. When the ropeway was first laid, it grew much faster than it is now. As the height increased, accidents began to occur. The slaves became more and more timid, and even the mages were not spared. .It is not just the height that threatens human life. The ropes that protect the lives of mages, craftsmen and even skilled slaves are only useful on the ropeway. Once people step out of the road due to fear or mistakes, they will fall into the powerful cyclone surrounding the ropeway Among them, the natural power aroused by the strange magic circle can twist people up like a rope. At this time, the rope that fixes people on the road will become a cruel instrument of torture. If the rope is not twisted Severed, that is, a person's limbs were strangled—just like what happened to the poor mage, it was very difficult for people to piece together his remains.

But at the same time as the fear, the magnificent scenery seen from this unprecedented height also shakes the human heart.If there is any difference between mages and slaves in this respect, maybe slaves always look down, mages always look up to the sky, just looking there, they know that all the efforts are worthwhile, yes No wealth or power can replace it. The ruins brought back from another world by the most powerful heroes from the Rift Age are also miracles that they want to present again in this world.

On the widened and lengthened climbing steps, the slaves were scolded and driven to the side of the road by soldiers in light armor and holding spears, so that the nobles behind them could climb up the steps unhindered. Falling gravel and sawdust, dotted with dried blood, the slaves were dripping with sweat and blood, peeping at this group of noble adults from the corner of their eyes, and stopped in amazement on one of the tall women wearing armor and sword, Immediately, he was beaten more severely until he bowed his head.

Solaris pulled back a strand of long hair that fell on his cheeks behind his ears, and his eyes fell from the sky to the surrounding area.

Not so long ago, this hill located in the private domain of the city lord was still a place surrounded by green trees and green grass, and there was a beautiful pavilion for elegant people to overlook the scenery.Now the green trees have been felled and turned into fly ash as fuel, the turf along with the soil has been lifted to the foot of the hill, and the white and miserable core of the rock has been stripped from the mud, forming the majestic tower they see today appearance.

"One path may not be enough," she said.

"Unfortunately, we don't have any more mages." The prince with bloody eyes said, "It will take quite a while for Greer to digest the Blackstone Kingdom, so we need to be patient."

"At this time, I hope that the means of locking loyalty will be equally useful to mages." The female group leader said, "Although your majesty did not ask for time, but as an incompetent junior, we really don't want him to be in the city. Too long to wait."

Amid the whirring wind blowing past his ears, Prince Lance sighed softly.

"I've never felt so anxious in my life," he said, "He doesn't seem to have expectations of us, but it makes people have to do their best."

As he said this, Solaris looked at his side face, and what he saw from those eyes that seemed to be frozen with blood was the light of ambition.

The low and gentle steps came to an end in a short time. After the rock core of the hill was stripped out, some amazing force flattened the core, creating an artificial wide platform. After the many furnaces around the platform were demolished, An extremely huge iron base appeared in the center of the platform. The girders extending from the base to the four sides used to be furnaces where molten iron flowed. The high-temperature metal juice cast a dark iron base that was one person tall, but this was only visible from the ground. Part of it, the other half is located in the rock, and the molten iron has spread to the cracks outside the base, filling the lines of the magic circle on the ground.One end of the cableway connecting heaven and earth is fixed on this anchor point.

Standing on the shadow of the truss, Prince Lance stared at the cableway and remained silent for a long time.

In that invisible place, there is a city that once belonged to one of the most powerful warriors of the Demon Race, and later belonged to the legendary emperor.The shock of seeing that castle for the first time stays in the hearts of everyone who is lucky enough to see it. Even if you just look at the shadow of the castle in your memory, the wildness and power from another world can't help but make you wonder At this time, the talented people in this world are so weak, even if the warriors and mages of the crack era are ten times stronger, what kind of miracle happened to the opponent who can create and control such creations, so that the slight chance of victory Show up, and be held fast in the midst of that chaos?Recalling the terrible wounds on His Majesty Fatales that have not healed for hundreds of years, and the vitality that has never been weakened due to such serious injuries, it seems that there can be some kind of explanation. No matter how much effort the hunters and princes and nobles have made, they have only failed. Even the most powerful necromancer in the world has firmly said that "it is not necessary to live forever. It is a miracle for human beings to live more than a hundred years." Body - as many alchemists are trying now.

"So, what about the king of the Far East?" Prince Lance asked.

"..." Necromancer asked him in a low voice after a short pause, "Has anyone ever suspected that that man has non-human blood?"

Even if there is such doubt, no one dares to ask that His Majesty to inquire.So, what other ways can people explore the mystery?

some.

The head of his knight order was talking with the mage who was overseeing the project in a low voice, and no one came to disturb Prince Lance's thoughts.

As long as he can get it—at least control the city in Yuntian, even if he can’t get the secret he expected, the value of a mobile fortress has surpassed almost all the powers in this world. As long as it exists, it means that any power is at your fingertips .However, the first thing he has to face is the His Majesty who has returned to his lonely castle from the human city. What is he thinking?He has lived until now, is he nostalgic for something, or is he waiting for something?

Solaris had obtained all the controllable information, she turned her head to look at the prince she was loyal to, and after waiting for a while, she asked in a low voice, "Do you want to go up?"

Not referring to boarding the ropeway, but actually going to the hidden city.

Prince Lance didn't answer right away. He still remembered the back of His Majesty Fatales' departure. Although he allowed them to build an air bridge and gave them another way to go to the castle, whether Lance or the Knights The rest of the people are self-aware, and they dare not easily disturb the rest of His Majesty until they have achieved something—maybe it is the control of this void city?After all, this city with only one core castle left was "led" here by His Majesty all the way, and it was temporarily fixed here.

"No." Prince Lance said.

Solaris nodded.

"That's enough." Prince Lance said, and he turned and walked down the mountain. "I would like to ask that guest something more about this project."

Solaris looked back from above the sky.

"Although that is a guest of unexpected value," she asked softly, following half a step behind him, "but if what he said is true..."

"Do dragons really exist in this world?" Prince Lance repeated in a low voice, and then he laughed, "If so, why did this dragon lie dormant for such a long time?"

Solaris didn't say anything, just furrowed lines of worry between his brows.

"I will send him away according to the agreement. If he can accept it, then it's okay to let one or two reliable people from us go with him." Prince Lance said, "If that kind of magical creature really exists, maybe we Many things that are being prepared will change because of this, but there are countless unknown things in this world. Before the danger happens, all we can do is solidly rely on what we can rely on. For example, the city above our heads."

"The Lord of the Far East is indeed an arrogant and powerful guy." Solaris said.

"But he only sent one person across most of the world in pursuit of illusory footsteps, and it's hard for me to judge whether it's his confidence or his contempt." Prince Lance said, "Continuing to the west, only wilderness remains, I wish him good luck .”

Solaris nodded, but there was still a thoughtful look in her eyes, which was different from His Highness's attitude of not taking it seriously—or just because his attention was already occupied by more important things, her instinct as a warrior was always unable to stable.People from the Far East were rare enough. The man seemed dull and weak, but he crossed the continent almost unharmed until he was discovered by one of their scouting teams and brought to him.He showed his identity and ability as a warlock, and confessed to them the purpose of traveling here. Although he showed a certain degree of resistance during the interrogation process, the man's eyes...

Solaris thought of those eyes.

Different from the blood eyes of Prince Lance, they are still a pair of human eyes. When the man speaks, those eyes can also express human emotions, just like his body also has blood temperature and needs to replenish energy through food Same.Solaris had a feeling that he had mentioned it briefly but was not taken seriously by anyone. This man lacked something essential as a human being, so that his words and actions had a sense of strangeness.But she couldn't point out any sign of the very subtle anomalous existence she felt, and could only keep watching him.She tried to kill that man more than once, but she never did it. The main reason is also the identity of this man. The king of the Far East indeed only sent one person to complete the astonishing and absurd goal of finding a dragon, but he did not hesitate. So he left a powerful and unique imprint on this subject. No one knows what kind of revenge will be caused by the most powerful black-haired talent in 200 years, especially because his strength has not changed due to his age. The age increases and declines, and even has a stronger and stronger trend.

And among the many complicated affairs they needed to carry out, this man really didn't occupy an important position. Solaris pushed his existence into the corner of his consciousness again, and accompanied Prince Lance back to the station.

Half a month later, a skinny foreign man was escorted out of the city by two knights. The drawbridge that entered the city creaked and closed. A knight removed the cloth strips over his eyes and snapped his fingers.The man's bewildered and confused eyes immediately became sober and calm. He looked around the environment in front of him, then turned his head to look at Shicheng behind him, and finally landed on the two knights.

"You... are my traveling companions?" He pressed his forehead and said slowly.

The knight said nothing.

"I accept this gift." The warlock with a dull face said.The two knights looked at each other.

The warlock lowered his head and pulled out a tough leather rope from his chest, holding the inconspicuous pendant with his fingers and gently rubbing its smooth and cool surface with his thumb, "I delayed for some time."

After these words, a crackling sound came from him, and the two knights took half a step back, pressing their hands on the hilts of their waists. Amidst the dislocation sound, they looked at the originally thin man in amazement. The man who had only a few bones left grew taller and swelled rapidly, but in a short while, he was completely reborn, turning into a warrior whose muscles almost tore through his clothes, and even his eyes made people feel extremely stressed.When he turned his head again, the knights took another step back, and the fanning horse that carried him out of the city came towards him instead.

The man who used to be a warlock stroked the fan horse's neck and whispered, "My new partner, give me a ride for the last time."