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The sound of falling through the air continued to amplify in her ears, as if it opened Fula's closed eyes a little. The dragon woman gradually regained consciousness and then straightened her long golden hair on the back of her neck. His sight was revealed, and the divine light gathered in his pupils became as clear and bright as starlight in the enlarged endless darkness. The faint sound of the explosion gradually became farther and farther in her hearing range, accompanied by an increasingly strong and loud tremor and roar. She gradually stretched out her hands and feet, and then seemed to be fine-tuning. As if savoring the feeling of weightless falling, he gradually turned his eyes filled with divine light to the other figures still accelerating around him.

The next moment, a dull dragon roar suddenly echoed in the center of the tower, making the interior of the endless tower that originally seemed empty suddenly become louder.

"I remember the last scene, we were fighting that unknown mysterious phantom."

Magic sentries and dense rays all over the sky were flying in all directions amidst the sound of the roar. The giant shadow that the concentrated red aiming light wanted to lock suddenly disappeared in the shroud of another magic light, and was located in the high tower. Then a gorgeous blonde figure belonging to Fulla appeared in the dim corner of the corridor area on the other floor. The body covered by the trembling magic robe also disappeared in the movement of her letting go: "As soon as possible... Can you explain to me the current progress and situation?"

"That, that... actually I want to say that I don't know." After being thrown to the ground by the other party like a chicken, Chaori Dongsheng cried out in pain for a while before turning his eyes from the cold ground under his feet. Moving away: "I just heard them say jump and then jumped down."

"At least tell me where we are." Furla frowned, folded her hands in front of her, and cast doubtful gaze toward the depths of the surrounding corridor: "Is this the Void Library?"

"No, of course not." His eyes gradually fell on the other party. Chao Ri Dongsheng stood up and waved his ax with a grin on his face: "This is the Tower of Tyran, the Restorer - the home of the Magic Empire. We were The other party designed to teleport to this location, and then kept fighting with them... That's right!"

"Where are the others? Where are the others!" As if he had just realized this, the giant ax warrior hurriedly ran towards the edge of the corridor: "Won't they all fall? Please! Please -"

Uh-huh.

The tearing sound of space teleportation rang in his ears. Ephra's sudden disappearance once again suppressed the call for help he just wanted to make. The giant axe warrior stood there not knowing what to do and blinked in confusion. Blinking his eyes, he was about to move away hesitantly, but was interrupted by the golden figure appearing next to him again: "Another one."

"Cough, cough, cough!" He coughed violently in his throat. Gedman, who was also grabbed by the neck and thrown to the ground, took a long time before his breathing gradually calmed down: "Really, really, I almost thought I was going to die...ugh."

It seemed that it took him a while to understand the situation in front of him. The shield warrior then slowly covered up the surprise on his face with a grateful expression: "Thank you, thank you Lord Fula for your life-saving grace. I thought I'm going to fall into that void forever."

"Until then, you're more likely to be blown away by those little magic devices."

Pointing to the red light that was still sweeping outside the corridor and the circular magic sentry that kept flying over this place, Fulla frowned slightly again: "But the energy of these magic sentries... ha, Is it really the inside of the once world-famous Tyran Tower?"

"Your Excellency, do you know this tower?" He rubbed his neck, which was also painful from being scratched, with a look of surprise on his face. "Are you familiar with this tower? "

"I've only heard of the name of this tower in legends in the past." Shaking his head, Fulla's voice then sounded in the ears of the two warriors: "When I was young, The elders of the Dragon Clan once taught the history and miracles of the world continent to us descendants. The Tower of Tyran is an important part of it. It suddenly disappeared ten centuries ago and reappeared six centuries ago— -Well."

"You don't seem to have enough time to listen to my story."

Reaching out to shoot down a magic sentry from far away into the void outside the corridor, the dragon lady shook her head with displeasure: "Of course, I don't have the leisure to introduce the history of the mainland to you - —Tell me what’s going on now, where are the others?”

"He, they should all jump down together."

Recalling the last scene that happened not long ago in his mind, the giant ax warrior named Asahi Dongsheng then hurriedly said: "Brother Lin suddenly said that he wanted us to jump from there, so we all jumped after him."

"It's impossible not to jump even if you want. There are so many people and the siege of the magic sentry. If you don't jump, you will be beaten into a sieve." Gedman on the side sighed in a low voice: "I hope Brother Lin will let us come together before The decision to jump was not an emergency escape method he came up with to escape a difficult situation."

"Why, what else is there to say?" So Asahi Dongsheng also turned around: "Do you know the reason why that guy asked us to dance?"

"How did I know that I, like you now, were forced to jump from the top." Gently shaking his head, Gedman replied with a curled lip: "Although everyone jumps off the cliff. A hero, but before Lord Fulla showed up, I thought we would all fall into pieces together in the end - yes, that's right! Where are the others, have you rescued them?"

"Since I can save you, I will naturally not let them go." He said this in a low voice, and Fulla, who had been facing the outside of the corridor, shook her head quietly: "I have been here I'm monitoring the space here, but except for the two of you, I don't sense any other survivors."

"How, how is it possible?"

His body trembled slightly for a moment, and Gedmane took a few steps forward, then looked blankly at the void in the corridor not far from him: "Is it difficult, are we the only two who survived?"

"Of course not, don't think too much." The person who answered him was Asahi Dongsheng who came forward with a look of disdain on his face: "Don't forget the strength and luck of those people, even if we two If they all fall to death, they won’t have any problems.”

"Although this sounds very hurtful, there is really nothing to refute." The original nervous expression turned into an eye roll, and Gedman then put away the sadness on his face: "Then now The key is where they are."

"I can only perceive this central area surrounded by corridors, because the space here is not disturbed by the Tyran Tower." Sensing the inquiring gazes of the two people looking at me, Fulla was wrapped in the center. He replied calmly: "The spatial structure in the corridor seems to have been greatly changed, and different areas have been twisted and moved to different places... Hmm."

"Is this the original intention of designing this tower?"

As if she was caught in some strange thinking, the dragon lady's voice gradually became low and undetectable. The two players who looked at each other cautiously approached each other, and their wary eyes involuntarily fell on each other. Looking at the back of this patron and savior: "That, that... Lord Fula."

"Ah, this may be a little difficult to understand for those of you who don't know this tower. Of course, you don't need to continue to waste time and energy on my problem, because I already have a little understanding of our current situation." frowning After relaxing a little, Fulla's eyes then shifted to the two players behind her: "We were teleported to the inside of the Tower of Tyran, and then we were chased by the enemy. You took me all the way to the floor above. Then I had to jump downstairs when surrounded and attacked by countless enemies - is that right?"

"If you don't consider other details, this is the current situation." After looking at each other, Goldman then took the lead in answering in the affirmative: "Although we have never considered this physical layering method, nor did we expect this. The over-the-layer method can really be successful, but——"

"Of course you can succeed by climbing up and down, because the space in the center of the tower has not been interfered with." After interrupting the other party, Fulla's voice was full of strange meaning: "As long as there is If you want to deal with the threat of those magic sentries and the attacks of other enemies that may endanger you, you can still do it easily from outside the corridor."

"You just need to tell me where your current destination is."

The magic sentry that kept flying in front of him seemed to have no reaction to the dragon woman in front of him, which also made the dragon woman's voice in the ears of other players a little clearer: "At such a high level on the 81st floor You act recklessly in this place...You bold mortals are really not afraid of being beaten into powder by the defense system of this tower."

"--What?"

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"So the location we were just on was not the eleventh floor, but the seventy-first floor?"

Located in another corner of the Talon Tower, Duan Qing climbed up from the ground with difficulty and slapped his body vigorously. He moved the painful part of his body and then tightened the bandage covering the wound. , while listening to the doubtful inquiry coming from his ears: "What is going on, sir?"

"That guy Mallock did move his hands and feet on the portal we passed through, but I didn't expect that his hands and feet would move so much." After looking around the dark corners of the corridor, Duan Qing, who was skilled in movement, took over Ciyu Ninglan handed over another white strap: "He must have taken advantage of the spatial dislocation of this tower and reversed the coordinates of the seventy-first floor that should have been adjacent to the eleventh floor."

"Are the eleventh floor and the seventy-first floor connected together?" Ninglan, who tried her best to help Duan Qing, ignored the cut wound on her palm and the gurgling blood and then asked involuntarily: "But Just now when we passed the room on that floor——"

"I know that the number on it still starts with 11." Duan Qing interrupted the other party with a low voice. Duan Qing waved his hand and then replied with a wry smile: "This is something I still don't understand, but it's the same. Malok's move has been used once before. Do you still remember that when we were on the ninth floor, we inexplicably traveled to the tenth floor? This time he should have used the same method."

"No wonder we encountered so much resistance before. It turns out we ended up on such a high floor inexplicably."

Blinking her eyes, Ningyu Ninglan, who paused slightly, tilted her head and said, "If sir hadn't discovered it earlier, we might have been annihilated."

"It is impossible for the entire army to be annihilated. Mallock must have expected this a long time ago." After checking his remaining magic supplies, Duan Qing, who lowered his head, replied without turning his head: "He must have expected it." We will encounter such a big blockage, and in the end we will definitely jump along the route on the sheepskin map out of desperation... Humph, this guy has been in the void for so long, how come his methods have begun to become weird? Is it the same as a stick?"

"Mr. Malok refused to tell us the true situation of this operation. There must be a special reason." Knowing what the other party was implying, Ningyu Ninglan, who was still taking care of Duan Qing, could not help but lower her voice. He paused: "Is it because... he hopes that some of us will be misled?"

"It's impossible to judge in this way. After all, we can't even gather the team now." Duan Qing gritted his teeth: "Not only the people in our adventure group, but also Fula and Luo Na don't know yet. Where are you going? Really, I know you are worried about me, but you won’t leave everyone behind and run over to save me.”

"This is Ninglan's instinct." Looking at Duan Qing's action of wrapping the bandage on his palm with a slightly helpless expression, a touching smile appeared on Ninglan's face again: "In a situation like that just now, Ninglan will definitely judge that Mr.’s safety is the minimum guarantee.”

"Without the support of those two powerful NPCs, even if we can survive, it will be very difficult." Duan Qing shook his head helplessly: "Now, we are the only two left, and Ling Bing is also I don’t know where it fell…”

"Why don't we just go look for them." The posture of kneeling on the ground shifted slightly, and Ninglan quietly pointed to her feet: "Fortunately, Ninglan reacted quickly and saved Mr. The highest level, now we just need to wait for them to come up from below——"

"Wrong, we have to go down to find them." Duan Qing gestured to the wall of the corridor next to him, sighed and blocked the smiling voice of Ningyu Ninglan: "Because according to the prompts of the sheepskin map, the high-level areas of Tyron Tower seem to be upside down. Arranged."

"This is the seventy-third floor. It's still far from the eighty-eighth floor."