Meanwhile, Nephrite.
Tribunal.
The most central building.
Dawn Corridor.
The passages in this corridor are more complicated than a maze. Every hundred meters in the center of the corridor, a slender, gorgeous but dark-colored column appears.
A spherical fire cage the size of a human head is placed on the top of these pillars. The white flames gently lick the edges of the fire cage. It seems that it is fully capable of breaking away from the shackles of the fire cage, but it is still willing to be imprisoned by it.
The pale light makes the originally gloomy building even more terrifying.
The architectural style in this cloister remains unchanged, and walking in it gives you a sense of confusion as the past is being repeated.
If there is no one to guide the way, those who stray into it will be lost forever, and even death will not end it.
The soul will linger in it forever, becoming another wisp of smoke in the dawn corridor.
Every day in the Corridor of Dawn, there will be a judge wearing a black robe and walking barefoot, responsible for receiving and conveying the will of the Lord of the Judgment Tribunal.
At this time, the white flames on one of the pillars surged. The white tongues of fire penetrated the black fire cage, like several arms reaching to the sky in supplication.
The man in black robe who was walking in the corridor stopped immediately when he saw this scene. He knelt down, folded his hands and placed them in front of his knees, with his forehead pressed tightly against the back of his hands.
"Master of the Court." He said respectfully.
"Did you find it?" Flim's deep voice sounded.
"Not yet. The person who sneaked into the Evernight Palace was very cunning. After he stole the Red Sea tree source that was going to be used in the coronation ceremony, he did not escape. Instead, he went to the palace and directly took away half of the blood in Alexandra's body. If it weren't for us In order to prevent Alexandra's accidental death, his heart has been symbiotic with the red sea tree. I'm afraid he will..."
"This person must be a third-level person. Investigate all third-level wizards who have recently entered the Eternal Night Empire."
"yes!"
"He stole the source of the tree and took the blood of the Yongye royal family..."
During the pause between the words of the Lord of the Arbitration Tribunal, the man in black robe kept his kneeling movements unchanged.
"...But at this time, Justin, the only successor to the Black Sea Tree Origin, also suddenly appeared, and asked a first-level wizard to treat him? And Justin's memory does not have any information related to the Black Sea Tree Origin. Apparently, he had already treated him before he came. Memory retrieval.
Did he think the wind demon would kill him? Or have you guessed that I will appear through the large-scale investigation of the eye of the storm?
Two kinds of tree sources have problems at the same time. Could it be that the rebels still don't give up? Do you have to let this world be destroyed to be happy? "
The man in black robe lying on the ground quietly listened to Flim's thinking. He did not deliberately remember the content of these words.
Even a fourth-level wizard is not omniscient, and may even have more questions as he comes into contact with more secrets in the world.
The man in black robe would never be interested in the questions of the superior, as that would only make his life extremely painful and his death extremely miserable.
After a while, the sound of the light source stabilized again.
"Sending people to the entrance to Borderlands and stealing the source of the Red Sea Tree will definitely go there next. Be sure to keep people out."
"Yes!" The man in black robe paused for a moment, "Master of the court, a new ruling has been issued, and the number of people is quite large. Our manpower may not be sufficient."
The list on the ruling order can only be viewed by the wizards of the ruling court, and the execution of the ruling is time-limited. If a large number of Tribunal Wizards are sent to guard the entrance to Borderlands, the execution of the Judgment Order will be affected.
The light source remained silent for a moment, and finally said: "I will execute this ruling."
The man in black robe was shocked and leaned over again, wanting to press his head into the ground, "Yes!"
…
Borderlands, Rhine Lake, Pure Spirit Wizard Tower.
Thor was walking down the dark stairwell.
"Maybe I should also take a page from my mentor and get a row of white candles?"
Housekeeper Hope followed him, "The pipes in the wall have been developed. If you need it, I can complete the installation of the candlesticks at any time."
"I don't really like those arms and mouths running around in the wizard's tower."
"If you need, you can naturally restrain them on the second floor underground. But with all due respect, more people will definitely enter your wizard tower in the future. It will be more convenient to install some monitoring facilities in the wizard tower."
Thor pressed his hand against the frosted and grainy wall, "I don't intend to develop the Wizard Tower into a pseudo-college organization like the Mentor.
But you are right, even if it is just to cure the pollution, there will be more wizards like Justin coming in. It would be too troublesome and dangerous if you couldn't control their actions.
Just do as you say. Put the mouth out first, then keep your eyes on the ground floor and third floor. "
After all, Saul chose the same management style as Golza.
"By the way, I once saw some mist-like humanoid figures in my mentor's wizard tower. Hope, do you know what those are?"
Hope bowed slightly, "Master Tower Master, those mist-like people are a by-product of the Wizard Tower. It is both a means of protection and an early warning measure.
When the number of wraiths in the wizard tower increases, most of the wraiths will be absorbed by the pipeline. But there will also be some remnants left behind. These remnants are attached to the obsessions of the resentful spirits and cannot communicate with them, but they will instinctively tend to places where abnormal magic and mental power fluctuations occur.
You can view the distribution of these foggy people on the second underground floor. Through the density of their distribution, we can judge where there are abnormalities. "
"You have more experience than me in this regard. In the past, you were responsible for checking the distribution of these foggy people?"
"Yes, my lord."
Thor now feels more and more that the butler of the Wizard Tower is very powerful.
He is not only responsible for the daily life of every living person, but also controls the movements of every dead person.
Seeing the butler's humble yet elegant posture, Thor was somewhat impressed.
No wonder he became the top steward of the Wizard Tower.
At the same time, he thought that he had entered the cursed gap in the second warehouse, and inside he saw the roof of the warehouse covered with foggy people.
At first glance, the number is almost hundreds.
There are so many mist people in a second warehouse, how many are there in the entire wizard tower?
How many ordinary people and apprentices would have to die before such a large number of mist-like people could form in the Wizard Tower?
He was shocked and curious in his heart, "How many foggy people appear in a place means there is an abnormality?"
"If there are no abnormal fluctuations in a room, there may be only two or three foggy people in it. If the number of foggy people exceeds 10, it means that someone is using level 1 or 2 witchcraft or conducting experiments of the same magnitude. If there are more than 30, it means that someone is using third-level witchcraft or conducting uncontrollable experiments. Because third-level witchcraft and above may cause damage to the wizard tower itself, we prohibit the use of destructive third-level witchcraft in the wizard tower. and above witchcraft.”
Hearing the butler's answer, Thor was a little confused.
He asked hesitantly: "What if there are close to a hundred foggy people in a room?"
This time the housekeeper hesitated, "Maybe only a large-scale experiment conducted by the tower owner himself can have such an effect?"
Thor was silent. There seemed to be nearly a hundred foggy people wandering around his second warehouse.
But it's not like he is simultaneously conducting dangerous experimental operations every time he hides in a crack to observe.
Is it because the items stored in the second warehouse itself are dangerous? Or is it because there are eye surveillance and mezzanine partitions around it, making these foggy people linger all year round?
However, the housekeeper responsible for monitoring the foggy people did not mention this.
"Can you also monitor the second warehouse on a regular basis?"
"The second warehouse has a mezzanine partition. Only the tower owner can monitor it on weekdays, and only the tower owner can enter and exit at will without going through the bronze door."
"No wonder..." Saul looked back at the housekeeper and found that he didn't seem to be curious about what was in the second warehouse.
Suddenly, the butler's left eye exploded.
The explosion turned the entire left half of his face into a hollow.
Immediately, tiny sparks automatically ignited on his face and spread quickly, threatening to burn his entire head.
Without hesitation, Thor immediately turned one of his hands into a gray translucent tentacle, covering the butler's head.
Those tiny sparks were immediately sucked into Thor's tentacles, and then quickly extinguished, turning into tiny black ashes.
The butler's body shook, and a new head grew in the blink of an eye.
"Lord Tower Master, we have some bad news." The new head of the butler said.
Sol's face turned dark, "I know, Justin is dead."
(End of chapter)
