Half Elf Ranger

Chapter 166 The Life of a Mad Wizard

The eighth floor of the tower.

The thick smoke from the explosion has long since dissipated, leaving only a mess.

"It's a pity to be destroyed." Anderina said with some regret, looking at the rune guard who had been chopped off by Thorne's long sword with only one head left.

"What a pity, even if this constructed creature is given to you in its entirety, you won't be able to use it."

Holding the long sword in his hand, Thorne noticed that the rune guard's eyes hidden in the horned helmet were still shining with scarlet light. Obviously, the rune guard's soul core was hidden inside the skull.

If it is not completely wiped out, then the fourth-ring spell "Force Field Missile" filled by the wizard will be cast again after the recharge is complete the next day.

Then he raised the long sword and stabbed it into the gap between the rune guard's pupils. Then with a thought, a raging flame overflowed from the tip of the sword, completely covering the head of the rune guard with gleaming scarlet eyes.

It lasted like this for a while, the flashing red glow in the Rune Guard horn helmet disappeared, and the hidden inner core was completely destroyed by Thorne.

"I can't tell that this tower is quite strong. Both of the rune guard's lead-filled thighs were blown off by your spell. There are only a few cracks on the marble floor. I thought it would at least be blown through."

When all the crises were resolved, Thorn looked relieved. After carefully looking around, he said in surprise.

"Wouldn't it be better this way, saving us a lot of trouble in rebuilding." Andrina walked to Thorne and said with a smile.

"It seems that you really plan to live here." Thorne heard the meaning contained in the other party's words, and then added: "It saves a lot of trouble, but I don't plan to settle here, I hope you I can get used to living here in the future.”

Now, the Rune Guard, the personal guard of the owner of the tower, has been destroyed by the two of them, which means that the crisis of the entire tower is almost resolved, and it is not a big deal to discuss future issues with the other party.

"You don't really like living in a quiet environment. Could it be that this place is not as good as your little shack by the waterfall?" Andrina was stunned, and couldn't help asking Thorn.

"It's indeed my favorite environment." Thorne nodded slightly, without denying it, and then explained to Anderina:
"But it's too far away from the city gate of Pushang Town, so it's inconvenient to travel, and every time I come here, I have to pass by the resting place of the dead soldiers in Pushang Town. I don't want to disturb their sleep every day. Otherwise, those animal companions guarding in the forest will be dissatisfied with me."

After listening to Thorne's explanation, Andelina's heart relaxed. She recalled the feeling of being peeped from the dark when the two passed by the dense jungle over there. Thorne said softly:
"When I was in the library just now, I noticed a book that recorded how to make a short-distance teleportation circle. When I build a teleportation circle on the top of the tower, I won't be able to avoid these troubles."

"This is a good idea, but making a portal is not as easy as you think." Thorne directly rejected the sorceress' naive idea, saying:
"In addition to the need to buy a lot of expensive magic gems, you must be very proficient in the production process, or you will be in trouble if an accident occurs. Just relying on the knowledge in books is too immature with your current ability."

After Thorn finished speaking, he seemed to realize something, so he continued: "Hearing you mention it, I think that there might really be a teleportation array left by the wizard on the top floor of this tower."

The reason why wizards above the middle level are difficult to deal with is that apart from their unpredictable attack spells, the most important thing is the various trigger chain spells arranged by themselves.

When an assassin tries to sneak up on a wizard for a fatal blow, as long as he is equipped with this triggered chain teleportation spell, even if the wizard himself has fallen into a coma, this triggered teleportation spell will be activated instantly, and then Teleports directly home when activated, leaving enemies alone in the wind.

But if you want to be teleported back accurately, you need to arrange the teleportation array and locate the teleportation coordinates in the safest place in the tower, so a teleportation array is essential for the wizard's tower.

"We'll find out when my pet is done reconnaissance, and we'll go up and check it out." Andrina said with a smile.

Due to the unknown dangers in the tower, she didn't choose to let it lead the way at the beginning. Now that the crisis has almost come to an end, it's time to play the role of a magic pet.

Then the two of them walked towards the five closed stone gates in the hall to see what unexpected discoveries they had made.

"Each stone door has been placed with a restriction. To open it, some kind of control device should be needed." Anderina said with some disappointment, looking at the magic runes densely covered on the stone door.

At this time, a dark red figure flapped its small leather wings and flew over from the direction of the passage.

"Dear master, everything has been carefully checked, and there is no danger." The little devil Simba flew to Anderina and said respectfully.

"Then tell me the general situation of each floor." Andrina glanced at Thorn and said to the familiar.

"The ninth, tenth, and eleventh floors are empty, without any buildings, and there is a corpse on the top floor." The little devil Simba stopped being mischievous, but chose to be honest.

There is a dead body?
Anderina was stunned, and then, under the slightly resisting eyes of the magic pet, she took it into the different space again.

"The ninth, tenth, and eleventh floors are empty. It should be that the wizard of this tower hasn't figured out how to arrange it. As for the corpse on the twelfth floor, it is very likely that it belongs to the owner of the tower."

After Thorne finished speaking, he waved to Anderina and said, "Let's go, what's going on, you'll only find out when you go up."

Twelve floors of the tower.

The two went all the way to the No.12 floor, and it was indeed as Anderina's pet said, without any danger.

Since this tower was in the shape of an eight-sided minaret, when Thorn and Anderina entered the No.12 floor, the space had shrunk to less than half.

The room is bright, all thanks to the magic lights on the ceiling, and even after a hundred years, the magic contained in it has not been exhausted.

The most conspicuous building in front of their eyes was a dark cyan marble table without any dust, on which were placed two cards, one positive and one reverse. Mortal, behind him is a broken wall.

A palm-sized round mirror with a bracket, a thin book and a quill, and a corpse with its upper body lying on the table.

The corpse was dressed in a luxurious brown magic robe, and the erosion of the years had not left any traces on this precious cloth.

His head was unconsciously scattered on the table, and there were still black blood stains on the table. Obviously, it was left by the corpse before it died.

"This should be the owner of the tower." Anderina said subconsciously when she saw the scene in front of her.

"That's right." Thorn nodded slightly, then turned his gaze to the dimensional bag hanging around the corpse's waist and the rings worn on the two fingers that had turned into dry bones, and breathed a sigh of relief.

After exploring this place all the way, he finally found something valuable. As a wizard who can build towers, his wealth must be immeasurable for Thorne.

"It turned out to be two tarot cards." Anderina's eyes were on the two cards hovering on the marble table.

"Tarot? Is it the kind of card that can peep into the future?" Thorn asked subconsciously, stunned.

"That's right." Anderina nodded and said, "A deck of Tarot cards can peek into the future, or answer some secret questions, but it consumes vitality.

From the left hand of the dead wizard reaching out to another unopened Tarot card, it can be seen that the cause of his death is very likely to predict a certain segment, resulting in excessive overdrawing of vitality, and he was unable to open the second card even when he was dying. Card. "

After Anderina finished speaking, she walked towards the stone table, looked at the unopened Tarot cards, hesitated for a moment, and finally reached out to pick it up.

Thorne's expression changed, and he immediately walked over to check the picture on the front of the card.

The four corners of the Tarot card in Anderina's hand are embellished with crown marks, and the whole body is covered with mysterious runes. If you look closely, you can even see the faint flashing aura of spells.

The patterns on the edges on both sides are two white candles of different lengths. The exuberant flames from the candles wind and undulate, extending infinitely upwards like a spiral staircase to the edge of the card.

The pattern in the middle of the Tarot card is an old woman with only her head and shoulders exposed. She is dressed in a gorgeous V-shaped robe, and around her neck is a delicate necklace of tiny pearls covered by a collar.

The old woman's face was covered with deep wrinkles, as rough as the bark of a tree.

Although her sunken eye sockets were closed tightly, the hairless wrinkled bald head was covered with densely packed eyes, which combined with the hazy outline circle on the background of the card, looked eerie.

"Both are crown marks, they belong to the supreme deck, symbolize the natural power of the multiverse, and are the most powerful cards in the entire deck." Andrina picked up another card and muttered to herself road:
"I don't know what this wizard wants to predict. He turned over two supreme cards at once. After he opened the first card, he didn't have the courage to open the last one even if he lost his life."

"Do you understand what it means?" Thorne asked while looking at Andelina who was muttering to herself.

"I don't understand, I just understand a little bit." Anderina looked at the corpse lying on the table and shook her head slightly: "If there is a chance, we must find a prophet who is proficient in tarot cards to interpret these two cards hidden secret."

After Anderina finished speaking, she carefully put it away.

"It is said that the preservation method of this deck must be wrapped in superior silk produced by the Eastern Kingdom, and then placed in a sandalwood box, otherwise it will lose its proper ability." Thorne noticed that Andrina put the Tarot The cards were put away and reminded.

"How do you understand it so clearly?" Andrina paused for a moment before turning around and looking at Thorne in surprise.

"The old man in Winter City once mentioned this kind of thing to me unintentionally." Noticing Andelina's gaze, Thorne said truthfully.

"These two cards are useless. They have long lost their original predictive ability, but it doesn't affect the interpretation of the information on the cards." Andrina retracted her eyes and explained to Thorn, a little helplessly. : "However, if you want to find someone who understands Tarot cards, you will undoubtedly be looking for a needle in a haystack."

"It's just a prophecy of an evil wizard, and it's of no use to you. Don't be so persistent, just let it happen." Thorne comforted Andelina.

Then he was attracted by a thin book on the table, so he picked it up curiously, and casually opened the first page to check.

"It turned out that this wizard's last words are a bit interesting."

After reading the above content, Thorne's expression changed again and again, and he muttered to himself.

Then it was thrown to Anderina who was inspecting the round mirror, sitting alone on the marble table, bowing her head and lost in thought.

Andelina subconsciously took it from Thorne's hand, checked it briefly, and was immediately attracted by the content on it.

Record content:

Life wanders between two worlds, just like the stars hang in the sky when day and night alternate.

What is now, we know very little, what will be in the future, we know even less.

Day and night, the flowing water of time rolls away, bringing our bubble-like life to a distant place.

New births and old destructions emerge in the waves of time, just like the waves of the past.

My origin has been lost in the darkness of the past. I used to be an apprentice wizard, an apprentice who knew how to survive, and my obedient apprenticeship made me linger on for nearly a hundred years.

However, this is really nothing to the blood of the high elves, so I am really thankful and sad for the wise choice at the beginning.

In this lonely wandering career, the wasted years have worn away my soul, like a strong wind turning rocks into dust, all good things have slipped away from my life, my youth and vitality are gone, only The lonely shadow stays with me day and night.

Until one day, I dragged my tired body and soul to this beautiful town built on a waterfall.

Under the kindness of this dragon-born lord, I have my own tower on the cliff, where I receive apprentices, create constructed creatures, peep into the secrets of space-time clairvoyants and taboo research.

Originally thought that I could spend the rest of my life in such a mediocre way, but that she appeared.

Among the residents of Fallstown, there is one person who is the most dazzling, that is a high elf girl like me, her name is Kefla Jolenov.

I still clearly remember the scene when I first met her.

Her pale white long dress was hidden among the early green flowers and trees, her slender body was looming under the dress, and on her youthful face, a pair of golden eyes were as agile as water, and she walked with cheerful steps , while walking, the pale white dress moved with the wind, like white smoke, this extremely unreal fantasy made me fascinated.

Seeing her, my dead heart seems to be full of youth and vitality again, so I long for her to be mine. I want to love her with all my heart, love her youth, love her joy, love her innocence.

I have the blood of the high elves, and the 300 years in the eyes of the high elves are just a child who has just grown up, but these years are like an apprentice holding a carving knife, clumsily carving my practice tool over and over again until it becomes nothing. worthless waste.

So she looked down on me, called me: old man, elder, or grandpa, and also turned her heart to the proud and honorable warrior.

They were engaged and a wedding day was fixed.

Why do I feel like a funny lich uglier than a dragonborn.

Life, everything seems to lose its color and become monotonous gray and white.

I hate!

Endless anger grew in my heart, making me lose my reason to seek the truth, and I became like a lich who escaped the shadow of death, madness overwhelmed my only remaining reason.

I swear, I will add blood red to her golden eyes that make the desert eclipsed, make her long golden hair that glistens in the sun turn into withered white that has lost life, and make her reddish pretty Her face became cold and pale, her fair skin turned into a phantom, she hated all living creatures, she lived in distorted pain forever, and everything she walked was wasteland...

Everything was as I expected, and I did it all. Like an angry god, I swept across the entire land like thunder, leaving only death to accompany me. I became a loner again, and my lonely back followed me As the blood-colored sun sets, it is mercilessly pulled longer and longer by the hand of death.

I am a high elf wizard. Because of my special status, I am honored to be named under the organization of time and space observers. The ridiculous thing is that I can't predict my own future. It's really ridiculous, isn't it?

Standing alone on the high tower, looking at the devastated land, painfully bearing the double blow left by the body and mind.

I finally made the last decision in my life. I used the remaining life as the price, just to peek into the unpredictable corner.

Life is really tiring.

In fact, I am just a humble little commoner, not as far away as the godslayer and the clairvoyant, but it sounds ridiculous. I am ordinary, so let me be ordinary, maybe this is a good choice.

This is a supreme card, which symbolizes the natural forces of the multiverse, a mortal man with a hideous face, behind him is a wall cracked like a spider web.

I really didn't have the courage to open the second one. Despair and helplessness filled my heart.

……

An ordinary wizard, Evandel, is buried here.

　Thanks to the boss: the little scarecrow for the reward, thank you for your support! ! !
　　
　
(End of this chapter)