Tower 57 Liji

  Abyss, Pale Forest

  If there's one thing that the countless layers of the bottomless abyss have in common, it would be the winding River Styx. This river, whose origin is unknown, runs through the entire lower universe belonging to the evil camp, with numerous demonic ships navigating back and forth within it. Apart from the Star Boundary and the City of Seals, the River Styx is another well-known passage that connects various domains in the lower realm.

  Many soul fragments that have fallen from other planes also flow through the Naihe River to hell or the abyss, opening up the journey of lower species. The place with the most abundant vitality of the abyss is often beside the Naihe River.

  Although these exuberant vitality is not always pleasant.

  Bailen stared at the murky pool water, where the squirming abyssal larvae were, those lumps of sticky, dirty flesh-like substances almost made him vomit.

  And next to him, the new little brother was still chattering away:

  "Sir, this is a newly generated Nether River spring eye. The larvae inside are enough to evolve into three or four high-ranking devils." The blue-nosed and swollen-faced demon was superficially respectful, but his mind was racing with thoughts of how to find an opportunity to get rid of the old mouse monster, Beren's trembling silver hair making him think nonstop.

  This spring eye has just been generated for less than half a year, and Disandaro was lucky enough to occupy it. The demon is very clear that this spring eye will eventually be discovered and plundered by a more powerful existence, so he originally planned to borrow it to improve his strength, and then seek another place, never staying behind. However, before he could take full advantage of it, the mouse found him.

  The demon could only grit his teeth and admit defeat, while secretly thinking of a poisonous plan to reveal the situation here to the powerful existence nearby, letting them get rid of the mouse.

  However, he was also hesitant. The battle that day had retracted all the lurking consciousness - it was clear that they all knew that the new master of the mage tower was not easy to mess with, and now the life of the demon was in the hands of the mouse. If the enemy came to attack, he would inevitably become cannon fodder.

  Damn it.

  This feeling of being torn between two options made Disandoro's life worse than death, yet on the surface he still had to be respectful: "Sir, don't you need to increase your power?"

  The demon secretly planned that if the mouse drilled into this deep wellspring to upgrade, he would immediately think of a way to harm it - during the promotion process, it was difficult to maintain rationality under the interference of chaotic forces, and then it would be his chance.

  However, the mouse apparently did not get what it wanted. It was not a deep-sea creature, and the chaotic and powerful deep-sea force in the spring made it feel disgusted and nauseous. Although it didn't mind increasing its power, this method obviously made it unacceptable. It shook its head and turned to leave. The demon was greatly disappointed, but Adi, who was flattering, did not seem to see the situation clearly: "Master! If you give up, it's really a pity. This is the fastest way to increase your power, Master!"

  Boom!

  A dull thud, followed by a long, mournful cry, and Addie tumbled headfirst into the spring, soon to be submerged in an ocean of worms, his cries growing fainter.

  The demon sorcerer saw that the source of chaotic energy was being wasted by the cunning demon, and his face twitched with rage. He hated the mouse even more in his heart and decided to secretly settle accounts with it sooner or later, just like he did with his previous masters.

  But he seemed to be unaware that the contract he had signed in a semi-daze had already conveyed his thoughts to Beren, and this old mouse wandered towards the mage tower, deciding to go to Ferren first to get some fresh air before coming back to clean up this disloyal slave.

  It has already regarded the abyss as a kind of nest.

  ……

  "Is this the one, 'Ancient Magic Dictionary'?" Penny took down the old book covered in a thick layer of dust from the top of the high bookshelf, jumped down from the footstool and handed it to the young-looking woman in formal red robes.

  The female lawyer pushed her glasses up the bridge of her nose, placed the book in front of her eyes, and focused on the cover with a gaze that was sometimes near and sometimes far. After a while, she let out a breath, lifted her head, and nodded at Penny: "I'm really sorry, I've already used up all the 'Pengyue Tian Shi's Eyes' I prepared for today, so thank you for helping me out with this. Do you need any compensation?"

  "Reward?" Penny was taken aback for a moment, then waved her hand: "It's just a small effort, no need to thank me."

  "A favor for a mere hand's labor doesn't require repayment? Your logic is quite strange." The female lawyer furrowed her brow.

  "It's weird that it's you." Penny looked at him with a strange expression, unable to tell who was more illogical.

  "Call me Ligitah." The woman in the red robe said seriously, "Having received someone's kindness, one must give repayment. This is a principle."

  "What's the principle?" Panni was speechless for a moment, shook his head: "I don't need your reward."

  "You don't need to? You're really generous." Lijitato adjusted her glasses: "But I do, because the feeling of being in debt is unbearable."

  "In fact, you don't need to repay anything." Penny found the female lawyer difficult to communicate with and decided to think of some reasons to brush her off: "You are a formal red robe, while I am an apprentice."

  "An ordinary apprentice can't enter this place." The female law enforcer shook her head without hesitation: "Even if you were an apprentice, you could have refused what happened just now, because I don't yet have the authority to directly command formal apprentices."

  "Never mind." Penny started to get a headache: "What return is needed for lending a hand? If there's no return, will you put this book back?"

  "Of course not, then..." The woman in red thought for a moment and said: "Will you help me with one more thing?"

  "Huh?" The Taoist was once again perplexed by the red-robed woman's sudden change in thought, but saw her stretch out her slender index finger and gently shake it:

  "If the extent of 'lending a hand' is not enough for you to think that compensation is needed, then if you help me with a few more things, I suppose you can ask for compensation with a clear conscience. This way, after I repay you, I won't have to worry about being in debt either."

  "Your idea is truly amazing!" Penny opened her mouth and spoke out loud, stunned by this wonderful logic.

  "It's just an equivalent exchange, a law of alchemy." Lijitah snapped her fingers impatiently and frowned: "Do you agree?"

  "But I want to sleep." Penny stretched out her hands and yawned, she was indeed very tired.

  "A stimulant." The female mage produced a vial of potion, her tone somewhat imperious, although she looked slightly younger than Penny, her demeanor seemed to tower over her.

  In fact it is indeed the case, as Panni was an apprentice while she was a genuine Red Robe mage, although they did not belong to the same sect, their status was obviously different.

  Panny nodded, occasionally drinking once indeed didn't have any problem, and he was also very interested in this red-robed woman, just as Oseria said, perhaps the doubts in his heart could get some answers from her mouth.

  He probed the potion with his sensing domain and didn't find anything unusual, so he downed it in one gulp. His nerves suddenly had a refreshing feeling, although his magical abilities hadn't recovered, his mind cleared up, and the fatigue on his face disappeared. Lijit nodded and walked out of the reading room first: "Follow me now."

  "Excuse me, what do you need me to do?" Penny asked as she followed him.

  "It's just an archaeological task." Lijit said: "Most of it has been done, and the last bit is not worth leaving until tomorrow, but my eyes obviously can't hold on anymore, I need to find someone to help."

  "Myopia is indeed a major enemy of spellcasters." Panni glanced at the glasses and saw that the lens was severely distorted, indicating a prescription of at least 800 degrees. He sighed and muttered to himself, "A mage with such poor eyesight can only do research."

  If on the battlefield, as long as the auxiliary detection spell goes slightly wrong, tragedy is foreseeable.

  And if you were to replace all of your first-level spells with 'Pengyue Tian Shi Zhi Yan', how much combat power would you lose?

  It can be seen from this that the popularity of eye exercises in China is unprecedented.

  He also took this opportunity to see Reiji's appearance clearly in a sober state.

  To be honest, having a shaved head reduces the charm of even the most beautiful girl by at least half. Although this red-robed nun has a delicate face and a small, streamlined tattoo on her forehead that is not lacking in beauty, that bald patch still looks like a nun to Penny's eyes.

  However, the petite figure in the red cheongsam has a somewhat weak and delicate flavor when walking, but this meaning is relatively rare, because Ferran's aesthetic tends towards plump and sensual lines, and slender figures don't have much market.

  However, in the sensory perception of souls from another world, it becomes scarce.

  The woman in red cheongsam spoke with a very composed and unhurried attitude, without any impetuousness or arrogance, which also made Penny feel refreshed.

  Then Pan Ni had a few points of appreciation when looking at this slender 'nun'.

  But he suddenly thought that he would soon become a monk, and his mood became somewhat worse.

  Just then, Lijit's voice came from ahead, responding to Penny's sigh with a somewhat helpless tone:

  "This is also an unavoidable thing, family inheritance cannot be changed. By the way, can you tell me your name? I've already introduced myself, it's very impolite not to explain one's own origin."

  "Actually, it's impolite. My name is Penny Xien. If we're not too familiar, you can just call me Xien."

  "Oh, Sean, we're almost there. You wait inside this house for a moment, I'll go move the materials and wake up that other lazy ghost." Lijitara said to Penny as she walked in front of a small door and unlocked it.

  "Another... lazybones?"

  "With him here, our research would have progressed a bit faster," said Lijitaka, and led Penny into the room.

  In the not-too-large room, except for a long table in the center, there was a large pile of bronze and hard stone objects on the floor, covered with dust that seemed to have been dug up from the ditch. So he asked Lijit: "What are these?"

  "We excavated some rubbish from a small ruin, part of our archaeological content - a few peripheral mage apprentices dug up. Liji Tower shook her head: "Several high-ranking mentors have checked, these things are all trash, worthless, and will be thrown away after the work is completed."

  "Ah, I see..." Panni nodded vaguely, looking at these "junk", and found that some things were somewhat familiar in style. Although he had never seen them before, he quickly understood where this familiarity came from: "That small relic originated from Imaskar?"

  Liggy Tower, who had just turned around, heard Penny's words and turned back to look at Penny with a surprised expression, feeling somewhat surprised: "You can actually recognize it, it seems that you are indeed different from ordinary apprentices, they don't come into contact with these things."

  "Maybe." Penny shrugged: "Just coincidentally have some interest."

  "Well, now I'm more confident about finishing the work. You wait here for me," said Lijita, turning around and leaving the room, closing the door behind her.

  Leaving Pan Ni alone in the house to grope around, his attention finally fell on those 'relics and artifacts'. Due to the connection with the content in his memory, he was very interested in Imaskar. However, after examining them for a while, there was indeed nothing valuable among this pile of ancient objects, even if he activated Golden Finger and Sense Domain, it was still the same.

  He could only shake his head and accept reality - even if you find treasure in the ruins, it's all about probability. If a certain excavation site was an ancient empire's toilet, wouldn't finding treasure there be just a dream?

  Pannie pulled out a chair and sat down beside the desk, while waiting, suddenly a silent connection in his heart sent out a strong signal, he opened his eyes to see a small spatial rift open on one side of his body, and a creature covered in silver fur emerged from it.