Chapter 401

Through the gate of the colonnade palace, behind the gate is a long bridge that is the same as before. The continuous white stairs form one huge platform after another. One of them can see that it is connected with the destroyed spiral tower, and the converging road continues to the top of the King City.

Dragon King tower.

Isaac stood in a daze, while the black haired wizard kept silent from beginning to end, squinting his eyes into a slit and looking at the magnificent scene in front of him.

Towering towers, pure white stone steps, magnificent carvings... Everything seems to have never changed in the past millennium, and always maintains its original appearance.

Niederhogg, the eternal kingdom rising above the clouds.

The stunned Isaac's exclamation was almost beyond expression, and Loren's eyes also showed a trace of surprise, a completely unexpected expression.

Because right here, from the long bridge to the stairs to the Dragon King tower... There is not even a guard!

Of course, it might have been like this - according to the distribution of the whole Dragon King City, there is a "civilian area" outside the elevated corridor. After reaching the first gate, you can enter the King City, followed by large and small minarets and palace pavilions... Finally, the Dragon King tower in front of you.

According to the distribution pattern of the whole Dragon King City, the "level" here even exceeds the royal palace; If compared with the saxophone Empire, it is roughly equivalent to the Cathedral of the Holy Cross.

Such a sacred place should not be allowed to be set foot by outsiders.

There was a violent fight and vibration in the palace behind him. Loren looked back and calmly looked at his friend:

"Isaac, we should go."

"Ah, yes, it's time to start; after so much suffering, from eboden to blood skeleton Valley to niederhogg... The long distance is for this short step."

Muttering Isaac said to himself, glancing at Lauren without trace: "do you think Lucian can survive and join us?"

Loren was silent for a moment and sighed heavily:

"I don't know if he can defeat the Dragon Hunter guard and survive, but... If we turn around and help him now, we will really fail him."

"He chose to face his destiny here, so he should face it."

Isaac lowered his head slowly, his eyes burning but motionless.

"It's not a shit fate, it's not like this." Isaac suddenly whispered, "that guy... He's just a simple fool, trying his life to repay your kindness - I thought this precocious kid was very smart, and finally he was just a potato with water in his head!"

"To be honest, when I first knew that my father was hanged as a deserter because of this kid, I actually wanted to kill him - although this irrational emotional thinking should not happen to Ben genius."

"But... Although the time is still very short, I don't know why unconsciously. I have regarded this little potato as a friend, Loren."

"Lucian, it's mine, our friend."

Lauren nodded slightly. He could feel the weight of Isaac's words.

"We should go, Loren," Isaac whispered.

"Well, let's go." the black haired wizard's expression was also dignified:

After crossing the long bridge, the two walked side by side up the stairs - compared with the elevated corridor they had passed before, the road was not long, even relaxed and comfortable.

But somehow, both of them walked very slowly.

At the moment of arriving at the gate of the Dragon King tower, the black haired wizard almost immediately felt the strong fluctuation of void power, like a wave coming towards them, and emerging in a steady stream, as if calling them.

Inexplicable strangeness and icy stimulation surged into his heart, which made Lauren instinctively vigilant - such a powerful void force that he had only experienced and experienced in one place.

Eboden sewer, the "real" nine pointed star wizard tower shaped by the nine pointed star Holy Grail.

At the end of the road is the gate of the Dragon King tower - the same gorgeous gate as the golden cup hall. Just standing in front of it, you can feel the pure and surging void power, mixed with the completely contradictory atmosphere of frenzy and tranquility.

Loren stepped forward and gently pressed one of the doors, while Isaac pressed the other; At this moment, Isaac's expression was unprecedented solemn, just like a believer preparing to make a pilgrimage.

"Ready?" asked the dark haired wizard.

Isaac nodded solemnly, and his right hand on the door even trembled slightly: "no matter what is coming, we chose it ourselves."

"Go and see the truth that Logan opened the wizard era thousands of years ago!"

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White light, pure white light, instantly shrouded the vision of the black haired wizard.

Even thinking, spirit and consciousness all become incomparably blank. In an instant, it seems that everything has become eternal.

Until the leisurely bell came from the "distance" again, the continuous sound like waves gradually awakened him from the silence.

No sense of weightlessness, no fall, no collapse... I seem to have only experienced a meditation, and even my consciousness has not really separated from my body.

The foot is hard ground, the surrounding air can not feel the flow, and there seems to be no change in temperature difference.

At the moment when he opened his eyes, the scene in front of him made the black haired wizard tremble -!

There are no walls, no eaves, no spiral stairs and everything that should be... Around the emptiness, there is only the vast starry sky that can't see the edge!

As for the place where I stand, it seems to be a black tower in the middle of the "star sky", shining like Obsidian against the bright stars around.

At the moment of seeing this scene, Loren almost immediately recalled the heretical temple where he first saw asrell - there seemed to be no difference between the two.

In other words, has it been completely distorted by the power of emptiness?

Loren subconsciously tried to contact a teenager, but he didn't feel the existence of the other party at all - it seems that the power here can completely separate himself from Asriel.

Wait... If this is really a space distorted by the void, maybe

"If I were you, I wouldn't risk making such a meaningless attempt."

A very ethereal voice came from behind and stopped the black haired wizard who wanted to step out towards the edge of the tower. There seemed to be a sigh in his words.

Quietly turned his head, and the dark pupil of Loren reflected the figure of a dead man.

To be more precise, a skeleton in a ragged robe, with only the last bit of flesh left on his body, and a gray blue flame flashing in his eyes.

"You don't seem surprised or nervous." the ethereal voice came, and the hands with only bones crossed in front of you:

"That is to say... This is not the first time you have seen a similar scene?"

"Yes, you can say so."

He narrowed his eyes slightly, and the black haired wizard looked at each other carefully at the fastest speed - anyway, the almost ethereal voice was definitely not from the only pieces of festering flesh left between each other's necks.

"I'm Loren, Loren Turin, a wizard who follows the footsteps of the sages to visit here." Loren said calmly:

"Before you know what to do with me, an intruder who doesn't dare to visit, can you give me a little introduction, at least let me know who I'm talking to?"

The skeleton paused. At that moment, Loren seemed to feel the emotion of "hesitation" from each other. He didn't know whether it was just his own illusion.

"Very reasonable request."

The skeleton floating in mid air came forward slightly:

"I used to have my own name. In a sense, I used to be a 'wizard'... Although it should be different from what you understand."

"But now... You'd better call me 'tomb Keeper'."