Zongman princess, please be free

The seven days passed very quickly, and Mo Xie had no interest in the battle between the Soul Realm and the Xuquan, but these seven days saw a lot of fun.

The divine spell set by the first King Serita is indeed difficult to dispel, but it is not completely impossible, isn’t it? Mo Xie can still undo it with some effort. The unscrupulous store manager expressed his interest and insisted on studying it. So he was happy to watch the excitement, throwing Bengyu to him to worry about, and if he didn't get too far away, he wouldn't be recovered by the magic and sent back to her.

On the last day, in order to protect Bengyu from being snatched, he fought with Pomian one after another and was very nervous. Urahara Kisuke had the cheek to lean over to guard.

It wasn't earth-shattering, as if the time to stay in this world had finally expired, the space was repulsed and distorted, and Mo Xie was sent out of this world directly, passing through a long space-time tunnel, and suddenly appeared high in the sky, with an endless lush forest below.

She fell weightlessly, with the whistling wind blowing past her ears, and when she was about to reach the ground, the air under her body stagnated inconceivably, gently supporting her, and she landed firmly.

Then look up at the sky where he just appeared.

Look back after three seconds.

There are some ruins scattered under the lush trees. Just by looking at the ruined walls, you can get a glimpse of a complete panorama of magnificence. It used to be a gathering place for tribes with highly developed craftsmanship.

Abandoned in the ruins deep in the mountains and old forests, there are now a group of uninvited guests, professional relic hunters.

Mo Xie casually looked at the hunter who was quite nervous because of his sudden appearance, and cast his eyes on the blond boy in the familiar clothes in front of him. The national costume outlined in gold with a blue background was the costume that ordinary people in Kuluta used to wear. Higher-status nobles and temple priests would not wear this style.

I heard that in this era, the Kuruta tribe has been exterminated by a group of thieves.

It's a sad and deplorable end. The once invincible Kuruta ended up in this kind of fate. He was slaughtered and gouged out because of the appreciation of the red eyes. In her era, mere thieves were only worthy of kneeling Kuruta trembled under his feet.

The young man stared at Mo Xie nervously, his blue eyes full of scrutiny.

"Hey, your presence means that we have found the right place, right, Princess Serita?" A man with sloppy beard and hair who didn't know whether he was wrapped in a cloth belt or wearing a maverick hat felt a little nervous. No question.

"What are you looking for?" Mo Xie was puzzled.

Compared to the other people's faces full of vigilance and tense atmosphere, as if they would start fighting in the next second, this harmless and scheming man attracted her even more. He was sent here suddenly, and when she saw a group of people, she Still haven't figured out what they're here for.

Although it looks like there is nothing, a ruin, but it is not the case.

This is not a forbidden place where anyone can come at will.

"The ruins of Kuruta." The man said with a bright smile, not intending to hide it at all.

Everyone's feet slipped, almost holding their breath to see Mo Xie's reaction.

"It's not a relic." He wasn't angry, but just refuted the word "remains".

"Does that mean it's still useful?" The man's eyes lit up, and he leaned forward excitedly, "We searched for a long time according to various historical books before confirming the location. The settlement of the glorious period, through here, you may be able to find some secrets of that era, and it is best to find a way to make many awakened Celita kings completely ascend to heaven."

Said, actually said!Speaking of this point, they will definitely be angry. After all, they sent King Serita to heaven. They woke up in anger after the king’s tomb was stolen. I heard that someone is going to make a moth again. The person in front of me is supposed to be the first to wake up. Princess Tower will definitely be angry! !

Everyone shouted in their hearts, and couldn't believe that this guy Jin had just said that.

Normally, you should keep your mouth shut and not reveal anything.

Big mouth!

"Oh, let the kings of Serita ascend to heaven... You have a lot of ideas, and I'm curious if you can do it." Mo Xie snorted lightly, suspiciously mocking. Even if they die, they bear a huge responsibility until the king of the world who can free them all is born.

Among all the kings, only she can move freely—wait, why did the first generation appear in that world over there?

This cognition that King Serita could not rest in peace appeared in his mind inexplicably, as if he should have known it in the first place.

Back in this world, she seemed to be undergoing some wonderful and incredible changes.

Consciousness is connecting with something.

"It is indeed your ability to find this place. If you can get the secret of Kuruta, it is also your ability. You will not stop it. Originally, this place is used for trials. How far you can achieve it depends on your personal ability. .”

Mo Xie cast his eyes on the ruins in front of him, and casually glanced at the blond boy standing beside him, staring at the ruins with only broken walls, "Does this boy like Kuluta's clothes, or is he an orphan who survived?"

"I am the last member of Kuruta's tribe!" The young man pursed his lips.

"Really... Really weak, it really is a descendant of common people, the profound meaning of the Kuruta clan has been completely lost, and you can't feel the aura that you should have after practicing magic. You just feel that your vitality is much stronger than that of ordinary people. , This kind of ability seems to be... called Nian, right? In the era of solitude, this is just a low-level power. The advantage is that it is easy to learn, the threshold is low, and the qualification requirements are not as great as other powers."

Most of the crusades who chased her down were mobs with such power.

After such a long period of development, the inheritance of other powers has fallen into difficulties, but this ability has spread widely, and its vitality is indeed strong, in various senses.

The blond boy gritted his teeth. He was really reconciled to being told that. The power he cultivated so hard for revenge was accused of being unreliable. Others said he would not mind, but this is the princess of the ancient Celita Kingdom. It is not surprising that the members of the royal family in the most glorious and powerful period of the Kuruta clan have seen the secrets of power that have been lost by his clan. Moreover, the Kuruta clan has a very close relationship with the royal family at that time, and there was even a marriage.

"Please tell me, what is the real power of the Kuruta tribe?" Looking forward to longing, full of hope, his eyes revealed a strong will.

"What are you going to do when you find out?" Mo Xie didn't feel overwhelmed, and didn't intend to let go immediately.

"Revenge! I want to take revenge on the phantom brigade of the Luta tribe in the Tujinkuo!" The blond boy's eyes showed unforgettable hatred, and his blue eyes suddenly turned into a fiery red color, so gorgeous and charming that people couldn't move their eyes away.

In order to get revenge, he worked hard to cultivate his mind ability, and he was really disappointed when he knew that he was not an enhancement system, and the realization system could not meet his requirements in combat.Others can't understand his hatred, but the princess in front of him must understand, even if there may only be a small part of the Kuruta blood.

Mo Xie looked at the ruins in front of him with an unclear expression.

The other hunters kept quiet and handed over the negotiations to the blond boy, the only orphan who had anything to do with Serita.

The waking King Serita turned the political situation of many countries upside down, and anyone involved in tomb robbery was involved, making the world deeply tremble and fear the majesty of King Serita, even the undead who died for so many years still Has the ability to interfere in the world of the living and do whatever they want.

Some clues may be found by exploring the remaining authentic Kuruta ruins. After all, both archaeology and tomb robbery are disturbing the rest of the dead. As a result, only King Serita woke up, and there was a lot of ups and downs. King Serita ruled at the beginning The prosperity of the country is like a blessing from God.

Absolutely hides the secrets that the world does not know.

"Then kneel here." Mo You pointed to the ruins in front of him, "The power you are looking for is here."

There is only a piece of ruins in front of him, no words, no patterns, just a pile of messy ruins with mud exposed. Maybe it used to be an important place, but now it is just a piece of ruins.

The blond boy was stunned and didn't know what she meant.

"Can you gain strength by kneeling here?"

"How can there be such a good thing, it's just to wake up the sleeping magic tower." Mo Xie glanced at the young man, saw that he was at a loss, and explained patiently with ignorance: "The so-called magic tower gathers and stores the Kuluta clan All the knowledge, only the top magicians are qualified to become tower keepers. Every time a tower keeper is added, there will be an extra floor in the magic tower, and that floor can be arranged by the tower keepers at will. These tower keepers are all death In the future, the soul will return to the magic tower, and after years of development, many outstanding magicians have gathered."

"I'm afraid it's because of the demise of Serita, the Kuruta tribe fled and fell apart, and the magic tower was hidden by the tower guards."

"In the past, people of the Kuluta clan could enter the magic tower for trials every year, and those who were recognized were eligible to read the classics and documents inside, practice higher-level magic, or be accepted by the tower guards as disciple."

"The magic tower has been subjected to all kinds of superb and powerful magic spells by the tower guards, so it cannot be easily destroyed. Now it is just falling into a deep sleep, because no one from the Kuruta tribe will go in for the trial."

"You kneel here, cry and complain to your ancestors as the last Kuruta of this era, vent your resentment and pain to your heart's content, and wake up the sleeping tower keepers. You have this power, you have this ability."

"It is only natural for a child to go home and file a complaint if he is wronged outside. There is no need to feel ashamed."

The magic tower has been blessed layer by layer, and even she would find it difficult to open it from the outside, especially since the soul of the first high priest may be at the top of the tower, it would be rude to force it in.

The blond boy was stunned, staring blankly at the ruins in front of him.

...Here, hides the magic tower of the Kuruta tribe?

... There are many magicians of the Kuruta clan sleeping in the tower?

...Excellent and powerful, the leading magician in the contemporary era?

"Gu can only tell you the way to awaken the divine art tower, and the rest is up to you. Whether you can get the real power of the Kuruta clan depends on your determination, and whether you can get the recognition and affirmation of the tower guards."

The blond boy walked to the ruins in a trance, at a loss, with all kinds of emotions coming up, resentment, pain, grievance... mixed together, his knees softened and he knelt down.There is only such a small distance between him and his ancestors, and many ancestors of his compatriots are sleeping in the hidden magic tower. In front of him, there are both the powerful power he is looking for and the lost clansmen.

Pressing both hands on the ground, lowering his head, tears mixed with complicated emotions poured out of his eyes, falling unstoppably, trembling with excitement, his self-esteem could not bear to cry in front of so many people, he could only silently sobbing.

Redemption or relief, or both.

"Young man, report your name. Report the name of the last Kuruta who came to the trial to the Divine Art Tower."

"...I'm Kurapika, I'm here to participate in the trial at the Magic Tower!" Choked and suppressed.

"The voice is too low to hear clearly."

"Kurapica is here to participate in the trial of the Magic Tower!" A bit imposing, but still not enough.

"A little louder."

"Kurapica is here to participate in the trial of the Magic Tower!!!" He shouted with all his strength, and the sound scared a group of birds into the air.

The messy ruins trembled for a while, and the magical tower that had been sealed and fell into a deep sleep since the demise of Serita finally reappeared. There was a dazzling strong light, and a violent ground tremor. A white tower high into the sky appeared in the ruins. The gravel and weeds scattered all over the ground to reveal neat floor tiles. The surrounding of the magic tower stood in a flat open space, and there were beautifully carved stone lamps on both sides of the road leading to the gate.

The entire Divine Art Tower glows with a beautiful halo, sacred and inviolable.

Witnessing this mutation, everyone was dumbfounded.

The door of the magic tower opened.

But no one dared to act rashly, looked at each other, and finally cast their eyes on Mo Xie.

Mo Xie didn't have as many worries as they did. When he saw the door open, he walked forward.

The inside of the tower is very spacious and circular. The bookshelves on the walls are densely packed with books of various colors, including books on the basic practice of divine arts, and various books collected from all over the world. There are knowledge, miscellaneous notes, interesting stories, and anecdotes about celebrities.It is impossible to verify who started to collect these things in the first place. In addition to storing various books on divine arts, the Divine Art Tower is also the largest library.The area where books related to divine arts are collected is a restricted area, and a permit is required to enter.

All kinds of fast-moving magical arts are forbidden in the tower. Looking up at the top of the tower, which is so tall that you can barely see the top, Mo Xie sighed.

Do you want to go up layer by layer?

This trouble was quickly resolved, a halo appeared on her body, and an inexplicable force supported her and flew to the top of the tower.

The first high priest personally picked her up.

The author has something to say: I want to finish this article as soon as possible, but I feel that the enthusiasm is gone. Kavinka is amazing, and the inspiration is exhausted