If something like this happened without anyone controlling it, it would of course cause Chuck Weiss and others to go into chaos. ⊙√八⊙√八⊙√Read ⊙√ book, .2●≥ Everyone wants to know the reason why the Magic Tower does such a thing independently.
It wasn't until someone who observed more carefully realized that the person in the picture left just this morning, the association's team of carriages and horses responsible for transporting supplies. Of course there is that person inside—the original tower owner Guy Blashy Lin Tripwood.
And after the magic tower automatically changes the observation mode several times, it can roughly see the group of people lurking in the darkness. Armed with weapons, they advanced towards the central fortifications in an encircling manner. In any case, this did not look like a friendly greeting.
In other words, this is still a conspiracy against the original tower owner. After finding out the time when the other party left the tower, the conspirators decided to pull out a team and directly kill the original tower owner with real swords.
Otherwise, it would be impossible to explain why a group of bandits surrounded a bunch of carriages that were not carrying supplies. Professional robbers can roughly guess the value of the goods from the depth of the wheel tracks, including whether the vehicle is empty. And to rob the Magician Association's chariot and horse team, it takes a lot of courage.
If you insist on explaining that the target of this group of people is not the tower master, it is like insulting your own wisdom. The magic tower is hidden, and the rules that were not informed by the original tower owner are still protecting that person.
This is not a rule that will be canceled if the authority of the tower owner is transferred. Chuck Weiss was familiar with these days and knew that when designing any rules, the previous tower owner liked to target individuals or groups, rather than a certain position or authority. Therefore, the identity of the tower owner belongs to the identity of the tower owner. Whoever the rules of the magic tower will protect will still be protected.
Do you really want to be like another friend of mine and ask how to remove the protection hidden under the complicated program code? That's no different than telling the other person: I'm going to use this tower to kill you. As a target, it seems that it is not difficult to decide whether to make the first move or to just obediently kill someone.
As for clearing the magic stones or something, that would be no different than destroying the tower, so I don't think about it. What's more, he and his teacher never thought of dealing with the original tower master.
Furthermore, the reasons for the group of people who took action and the conspirators behind them were neither fair nor bright. They were completely the product of greed and seeking death. The Magician Association is responsible for protecting such people, or helping them get rid of a magician who is full of wisdom and mystery and has considerable development potential in the future. The Association should have been destroyed long ago. ⊕eight⊕eight⊕read⊕book,.◇.o≮
"Chuck." The friend who was more hostile to the original tower owner asked: "Is there a way to interrupt the magic tower's spellcasting?"
"Well, that's not mentioned in the instruction manual. As for our independent interruption, to be honest, I don't even understand the casting circuit of this tower. What's the point of interrupting casting?"
"Take out the clearing magic stone and eliminate the uncontrolled program in the entire tower." The speaker said anxiously.
"Well, why? When we fight against the abyss in the future, we will have to rely on the function of this tower. Isn't it right to abolish it like this?"
"Stop talking nonsense, I said hand it over! Don't let me say it a second time!"
The sullen friend, with red eyes and several magical auras glowing on his body, stared at Chuck Weiss fiercely. As the president's disciple and a man who also holds the title of Great Magician, he is certainly no stranger to fighting and is not timid either. It's just that the opponent is his friend, which is quite surprising.
Seeing Chuck Weiss looking at him with a playful look, the anxious man cursed: "Damn it." He silently cast a few auxiliary spells on himself and strode forward. Stretching his right hand forward, the wàiwéi is also covered with a layer of magic aura that resembles his forearm. This is his special skill and he is invincible in battle.
At this time, Chuck Weiss was surprised. He was surprised that his friend really dared to take action. At the same time, he prepared countermeasures, but he had already lost the opportunity. However, a beam of light shot from the ceiling instantly ended the battle that had not yet begun.
The spell that his friend was proud of did not have both attack and defense functions as he boasted. Under the cutting of the beam, the arm was neatly severed. Before the blood could be sprayed out, there was a second beam and a third beam, slicing open the body of the person who launched the attack. From the top of the head, from the shoulders, from top to bottom, cut the person into several pieces.
Although I have seen another 'friend' die under such an attack. But it was still shocking to see it with my own eyes. Chuck Weiss rubbed his slightly bearded chin and murmured: "The automatic attack mode of the Great Sage's Tower is not useless."
After saying that, Chuck Weiss looked at the other people who also called him friends. Maybe everyone's
