Wizard's Tower.
Yin Lai looked at the fate dice in front of him and smiled.
The appearance is similar to that of a normal dice, with six sides, but the color is dark gold throughout, and the points are eye-catching gold, which is very beautiful.
For this dice, he almost invested tens of thousands of magic stones in terms of materials alone, but fortunately it was all worth it. With this, some things may not require so much effort.
"Let's experiment."
Yin Lai thought for a while, thinking, and looked out the window at the street.
"In five minutes, more than five first-level wizards will pass by here!"
It was just a random thought.
At the same time, a complex witchcraft model in Yin Lai's mind began to rotate. Different from the structure of ordinary witchcraft models, this witchcraft model seemed to be connected with each other, and a mysterious atmosphere spread.
There was still a price to be paid. Yin Lai felt the vitality in his body draining rapidly at this time. In the blink of an eye, almost thirty years passed. Yin Lai also threw the dice in his hand.
The dice are spinning in the air, and the life force is rapidly draining away.
After three seconds, the dice stopped spinning and showed six.
"Six? That's not very likely." Yin Lai put away the dice.
The street in front of us is a remote area. Generally speaking, even the first-level warlocks rarely pass by. This is especially true at present. Five minutes is almost impossible according to normal logic.
He wanted to see how many would pass by.
One minute passed in the blink of an eye.
not even one.
Two minutes and still nothing.
three minutes.
No.
Not four minutes.
Time passed little by little, and Yin Lai frowned, a little doubtful of life. Could there be something wrong with this prediction? He had spent almost fifty years of his life!
Four minutes and thirty seconds, forty seconds, fifty seconds.
Time passed by second by second, Yin Lai frowned, the situation was different from what he believed.
Suddenly there was a noise, and Yin Lai turned around to look. Outside the wizard tower, at the end of the intersection not far away, a dozen first-level warlocks were fully armed, running towards the outside world, and passed through here in the blink of an eye.
Yin Lai looked at the time again, four minutes and fifty-eight seconds.
There was no mistake, Yin Lai showed a relaxed smile.
But with so many first-level wizards leaving in such a hurry, something must have happened.
…
same day.
Yin Lai got the news that it turned out that the war had entered a new peak period, so the White Tower also sent a large number of warlocks, which was normal.
Yin Lai was not nervous, and was dealing with resource allocation as usual. During his rest time, he went to various places in the camp to test the accuracy of the fate dice.
Especially in the casino, holding the destiny dice allowed Yin Lai to win almost every battle. This confirmed to him that the dice are indeed very useful, of course, regardless of the life span that has been continuously consumed for thousands of years.
It's a pretty good witchcraft, but it's a bit life-killing.
…
Two months passed in the blink of an eye again.
The war between the two forces seems to be starting to slow down, as if the war is about to end.
Most of the Warlocks in the White Tower slowly began to return to the White Tower to recover and lick their wounds. The Ten Thousand Blood Alliance also left the battlefield and returned to their forces.
Yin Lai was responsible for allocating resources. He was also confused about some things during this process.
Because the deployment of resources allows him to learn a lot of frontline news, according to what they said, it seems that after the recent dispute, the top leaders of the Ten Thousand Blood Alliance have never shown their faces again, as if they were hiding.
What's more, the Ten Thousand Blood Alliance was obviously stronger than them, but it ended the war so hastily. Yin Lai originally thought that it might last more than ten years, but it ended in two years.
He didn't take it to heart and started working normally.
…
One month has passed in the blink of an eye.
Ross smiled as he watched the last batch of supplies being transported back to the White Tower.
The war is finally over.
He turned his head to look outside the white tower. The dark forest was as quiet as ever. He turned his head and was about to enter inside. Suddenly, a burst of noise came.
In the forest, seven or eight venom flying dragons suddenly flew out, and they were carrying nearly a dozen second-level warlocks. What shocked him was that in the forest, black shadows were moving, as if there were a large number of them. Warlock.
Rose's eyes widened, but he hid immediately and glanced slightly at the top of the Venom Dragon.
"That's Pablo!"
As a council member of the White Tower, he was naturally familiar with the main figures of the Ten Thousand Blood Alliance. The others were all second-level and first-level warlocks of the Thousand Blood Alliance, and there were a few warlocks he had never met before.
"It's over, how did they get here!" Ross was completely confused.
This is the center of the White Tower. How did they get here without anyone noticing.
But the next second he realized another problem, there were so many people, how could they resist.
"What's going on!" Ross was a little desperate. Looking at the venom flying dragon flying by, he immediately sent a message to Yin Lai.
…
the other side.
Yin Lai was conducting experiments in the secret realm when he suddenly received news from Ross.
"People from the White Tower have sneaked in here. All the second and first rings are dispatched, and there are also a large number of apprentices."
Yin Lai:? ? ?
Depend on!
what's the situation.
Yin Lai was stunned for several seconds. This was too sudden, but he immediately realized something. What if it was true.
"Run!" Yin Lai left the secret realm instantly and packed his things.
It was so dangerous, he had to get out of here quickly.
As for the White Tower, what does it have to do with him?
"Forget it, let's not deal with it." Realizing that the danger was coming, Yin Lai still felt like giving up everything.
But as soon as he walked out of the room and looked out through the window, the scene he saw made him numb.
Under the setting sun, a huge energy shield has enveloped the area within a few kilometers of the White Tower, and there is no time to escape.
"Damn it!" Yin Lai gritted his teeth.
It seems that the Ten Thousand Blood Alliance is fully prepared this time. It is impossible to run away. Do you want to fight?
But with so many warlocks, can he defeat them?
Yin Lai frowned. It had been too long since he had fought at the same level. He no longer knew how strong his fighting power was, so he took out the dice.
"What's the probability that I can beat all the warlocks that come my way?"
Yin Lai throws the dice and his lifespan is quickly consumed.
After a few seconds, Yin Lai fell silent.
Looking at Liu in front of him, he took a breath of air.
"Am I so strong?" Yin Lai looked strange.
Not only the second-level warlock limit plus the second-level wizard, but also tens of thousands of skeletons in the secret realm, hundreds of disposable explosive items, and dozens of defensive magic weapons, which are indeed different from normal wizards.
But... is this enough?
Yin Lai touched his chin, looking thoughtful.
It seems that I have been stubborn for so long that I have almost forgotten that I am actually very strong.
"Hey, let's fight then." Yin Lai said.
He strode out of the secret realm.
Today, he wants to appear before others.
…
The tall wizard tower of the past has collapsed, and the bustling commercial street has been destroyed.
A large number of Ten Thousand Blood Warlocks wantonly destroyed everything they could see, but the White Tower Warlocks were too sudden and could not even organize a normal counterattack, not to mention that not all Warlocks were there.
too suddenly.
For Baita, everything was too sudden. No one expected that such a thing would happen.
"Herman, get out of here!"
At this time, a warlock directly tore a first-level warlock into pieces, and then shouted to the surroundings.
Solace showed a ferocious smile. Sixty years later, he finally arrived inside the White Tower. Others were fighting the main force, but he came out early to find He-Man.
"Do you know where He-Man's place is?" He grabbed a warlock apprentice and said with a ferocious expression.
"Ah...in that direction." The apprentice was caught in pain, and one of his arms had disappeared.
"Over there, thank you," Solace nodded, then tore the man in half.
Then flew madly in that direction.
Today is the time for the destruction of the White Tower.
It was also the day he killed the enemy who killed his grandson.
"Herman!"
As he moved quickly, Solace looked like a mad dog about to die of old age.
