The upper part of the town of waterfalls, the tower is isolated in the wind and snow.

"There are great immortal energy hidden in books. Those who make good use of knowledge can shake the whole world. Every time you calm down and read these books, the whole person seems to be sucked into the torrent of time."

Sorceress Andrina stood quietly on the twelfth floor of the tower, looking at the silent and silent books stacked on the table, she couldn't help but sigh.

Books are the most precious treasure for her in this tower that has been abandoned for hundreds of years. She even has the feeling that all the knowledge of this world is recorded in these books.

The knowledge in the books filled her with knowledge, filled her barren brain, and gave her a deeper understanding of the world.

Let her know the Thunder Age when glaciers melted, oceans receded, and dry land emerged from the water. The dawn of time when the dragons and giants competed against each other. The first prosperity of the elves, and its withdrawal from the stage of history with five crown wars lasting four elves' centuries.

Then it is to usher in a new era of creation in the torrent of history, which also symbolizes the rise of all humanoid civilizations. In the end, with the decline of the dwarves and elves, the dramatic rise of human beings in the whole world, such as the great arcane empire: the Netheril civilization was born in that ancient era...

"But what's the use of mastering so much knowledge?" Sorceress Andrina glanced at the obsidian statue in her palm, and cast her gaze to a portal made of various rare materials in the corner .

This is the legacy left by the high-level wizard Evandel, and the magic of the portal can last forever. Usually after the production is completed, it will function normally for hundreds, or even thousands of years, until it is destroyed in the torrent of history.

She is very lucky, this is a well-preserved teleportation array. Although she is not enough to control it completely, short-distance safe teleportation can still be done easily, and besides herself, there is also the one who can freely use this teleportation array. Ranger…

Suddenly, looking at the portal, the sorceress found a light on it, followed by a dark shadow. Seeing the shadow's appearance, Anderina opened her mouth in shock and couldn't close it for a long time.

When she fully understood what was going on, there was a touching smile in Rushui's eyes, and a hint of crimson appeared on the cheeks covered by the hair.

In the end, she took a few steps forward, turned all the complicated feelings into a few short words, and floated out softly: "Are you back?"

Coming out of the portal, Thorne, who was reminiscing about the feeling of the world spinning, suddenly heard a soft voice with a concerned tone, and his heart couldn't help but warm, as if all the cold air eroded by the wind and snow had been dispelled.

Then he looked at the beautiful figure that often appeared in his mind not far away, smiled and nodded: "Well, I'm back."

"You... have you been robbed? Why are you so embarrassed?" Andrina looked at Thorne's greatly changed appearance with a smile on the corner of her mouth. After noticing his outfit, she hesitated and left. Asked with concern to the near future.

"I'm doing a practice that relies on years to settle." Thorne glanced at the sorceress who approached, and explained with a smile.

Then his mind moved, and the "Desert Fire" specialty was activated, and the flame power of the desert wind faction began to surge in his body instantly, and the whole body was immediately enveloped in a faint layer of light orange flame light, after the snow water evaporated. The rising light mist drifted from his body, and in just a moment, his whole body became dry and refreshing.

"Don't you have made the monk's ascetic oath or other precepts?" Andrina's eyes flickered, and she guessed with some uneasiness.

"I'm not the kind of person who doesn't care, so it's not suitable for me. I just imitate their usual cultivation methods." Thorne said to the sorceress while looking at the surrounding arrangements curiously.

"Oh." The sorceress nodded subconsciously, and the inexplicable worry in her heart disappeared.

"Actually, I came here today to ask you to help me with one thing." Thorne paused and said his intention.

"That is to say, you won't come over if you're okay, right?" Andrina looked at the obsidian sculpture in her hand, and was about to speak when she suddenly heard Thorne's intention, and a sense of loss grew in her heart, so much so that The tone of the speech became a little lighter:

"I feel like a burden. You just throw it aside and don't care. You have never come back to see me once for so long. You only come when you need my help."

"Look at what you said, you are a living person with self-awareness and the autonomy to decide everything by yourself, and I can't interfere with you, how could it be my burden? You are not studying the profession of arcanist, I It's not that I'm afraid of disturbing your work." Thorne noticed the tone of the other party's change and quickly explained:

"Besides, before I left, I also asked the half-elf leader to arrange a few half-elf apprentices for you who want to learn magic. You yourself said that you like this tower very much. With your ability, it should be easy to adapt to it. Yes, don't you think you're having a good time?"

"Then I've changed my mind now. Suddenly I don't like it here, and I don't plan to settle here. I'm going to move to another place and disappear before your eyes, so you never have to worry about disturbing me, okay?"

After listening to Thorne's explanation, the sorceress felt a sense of grievance and irritability in her heart, and her tone of voice involuntarily improved a bit.

"Uh... Okay, why are you doing this?" Thorne was stunned for a moment, looking at the sorceress's pretty face, a little overwhelmed, he really didn't understand how he offended the other party, he was still talking and laughing just now of.

Suddenly, the banshee elf girl and the little devil Simba appeared at the door, and then Simba looked at Thorne and said viciously: "Master is right, this dead-faced half-elf is too hateful, too despicable and shameless, I don't want to see his stinky face for a long time, let's get away from him quickly, so as not to see the nausea."

"How can you say that about him? I think he's pretty good. He gave me a lot of my favorite soul spar last time." The elf girl looked at Thorne, and poked her finger at the little devil who was fighting the injustice. Back, he said timidly.

"Shut up!" The little devil glared at the elf girl and continued: "Hey, half-spirited half-elf with half a bottle of vinegar, annoyed my most beautiful master, don't hurry up and apologize to her, or wait for my master It will disappear in front of your eyes forever, and you will regret it later, what are you doing standing there stupidly, like a lump of wood, act quickly, it is really hopeless..."

"..." Depressed Thorne secretly glanced at the sorceress who was still stern, then glanced at the little devil who was floating at the door and kept shouting, and finally settled on the elf girl.

As if feeling Thorne's gaze, the simple elf girl glanced at the arrogant little devil and said again:

"Sister, didn't you say that this tower is your favorite place to stay, so nice, why are you leaving again? Besides, Simba said you were angry, but I saw you were snickering."

"Push!"

As soon as the elf girl's voice fell, the sorceress Andrina couldn't help laughing.

Then he glanced at Thorne with a bit of resentment and anger, and sighed helplessly.

With a thought, through the telepathy between the magic pet and the master, he signaled the little devil who was in the way to take the elf girl to leave quickly.

"Look, I'm right, you're just... You **** Simba, what are you doing with my clothes?" The innocent elf girl was interrupted, her pale red eyes looked at her shoulders The little devil murmured in dissatisfaction.

"The weather is so nice today, I'll take you out to play." The little devil said with a laugh.

"It's going to get dark soon, and it's still snowing. I'm not going, I'm going to stay here and read." The elf girl motioned for the other party to look out the window.

"Then I'll take you to build a snowman." The embarrassed little devil quickly changed his attention.

"How can you build a snowman at night, you are sick." The innocent elf girl looked at the little devil like an idiot.

"Okay, don't you like to hold a bunny the most? I will become a bunny, and you can choose any color you want." Simba, who was flapping his little wings, gritted his teeth, as if he had decided something indescribable. Decide.

"Really?" The elf girl heard the words, her pale red eyes flashed, and a trace of excitement appeared on her pale pretty face.

"What are you doing, come with me quickly." Noticing the other party's eyes, the little devil bit his head and flew out quickly.

"Slow down, I can't catch up." The elf girl immediately chased up.

…

Noticing the disappearing figure at the door, Thorne glanced again at the sorceress who turned her head to one side and folded her arms around her chest, hesitated for a moment, walked in front of her, patted her shoulder, and comforted: "Okay, don't be angry. Now, I'm a little confused about which sentence offended you."

"..." Looking at the ranger who was a little overwhelmed in front of him, the resentment in the sorceress's heart disappeared again for no reason.

Then looking at his embarrassed face, her beautiful eyes flickered, and she said with a smile: "If you don't understand, just think about it. Anyway, I'm very angry now, and I'm still the kind that can't be coaxed well, so you can see for yourself."

"You're obviously smiling, how can you say you're angry..." Thorne looked at the other person's smiling cheeks.

"Whoever is angry with you must cry, make a fuss and throw things. I am a special person, different from others." Andrina gave Thorne a beautiful white eye: "So, you If you want to ask me to help you, just make me feel better first."

"I think you're in a very good mood now." Thorne muttered softly, avoiding the other party's half-smiling gaze.

Standing on the spot and thinking for a while, he took out the necklace from the dimensional bag from the underground secret passage in Shuangta Town and handed it over: "This is something I accidentally got in the ruins, give it to you, just like it just now. Sorry for the blunder."

After all, the cost of the natural transformation ceremony in the Merikai Temple was all paid by the other party, and it could be seen from the politeness of the High Priest Lauxian that the money was only a lot more.

"Are you kidding me, a necklace just wants to get rid of me and deceive me as an ignorant girl? What kind of things have I never seen before."

Andrina complained disdainfully, but involuntarily took it with her hand, and then threw an obsidian sculpture that had been in her hand for a long time into Thorne's hand, and happily studied the necklace.

Thorne glanced suspiciously at the heavy obsidian sculpture in his hand, and found that it was a model of a sub-dragon creature, a dragon beast. With a move in his heart, a series of data that surprised him emerged:

Fulong beast lv7 (experience value: 080000)

medium dragon

Attributes: Strength 18, Dexterity 17, Constitution 19, Intelligence 7, Wisdom 12, Charisma 9

Special Abilities: darkvision, immunity to sleep and paralysis effects, keen sense of smell, spell resistance, telepathy, poison, green dragon blood (weak)

Special Feats: Alertness, Swiftness Attack, Multiattack

Supernatural ability: breath attack (33 per day)

(Note: This is a wurm-like creature that has been baptized by the blood of an adult green dragon, and is the animal companion of the legendary Druid Nightingale Walker when he traveled to the continent.)

…

"It turned out to be a Fulong beast with the blood of a green dragon. How did she get it?" Thorne gently stroked the obsidian sculpture with a cold touch in his hand, and a look of shock appeared in his expression.

"How is it, do you like it?" Andrina noticed Thorne's expression and walked up to him with a smile.

"You're not angry anymore?" Thorne looked back at her and said.

"It's really surprising to be able to dig out something from your hand. Forget it, I won't care about you today." Andrina glared at Thorne and said angrily.

"How did you get this dragon beast sculpture?" Thorne breathed a sigh of relief, and then expressed his doubts.

"One night, a mysterious half-elf druid suddenly broke into my tower and asked me about the Planar Insight. Then I told her all the materials I got in the library of the mad wizard." Andrina thought for a while and added:

"After all that was said, the mysterious Druid said to himself, 'Sure enough, he will come here again', gave me this sculpture as a thank you gift, and disappeared. The Druid called himself: Nightingale. walker."

"It turned out to be her." Thorne showed a sudden look, and then sincerely thanked Andrina beside him: "Thank you, I like this dragon beast sculpture very much."

The Ranger's animal companion was finally found, but what he didn't expect was that the way of obtaining it was so dramatic, Thorne sighed involuntarily.

The other party can give him such a precious gift at will, this heavy heart, even if he is an idiot, he can understand something.

"Don't be so anxious to thank you, look at what this necklace is, and then consider whether to give it to me." Andrina threw the necklace to Thorne, who was dazed, and said with a smile, "I didn't expect you to be able to get it. Something so cherished."

Thorne glanced at her suspiciously, and subconsciously began to check:

sad fairy tale

Type: Legendary Jewelry

Primary Passing the Ancients Ceremony: (inactive)

Intermediate Ancient Ceremony: (inactive)

Advanced Legacy Ceremony: (Inactive)

[Note: This is a token of love made by the producer Winster with all his life and effort for his beloved, but unfortunately it has never been sent out. If you want to activate the ancient ritual, you need to comprehend the meaning of it yourself. 】

Legacy equipment!

Looking at the four clear and eye-catching characters in the attribute column, Thorne's expression moved.

The so-called 'legacy equipment' means having a complete inheritance, but if you want to activate the ancient ritual and obtain the ability to obtain equipment, you must master the corresponding activation method.

Moreover, the most important thing is that if the low, medium and high-level ancient rituals of a piece of ancient equipment are all activated, it can gradually develop new abilities along with the growth of the character's level. Use the gear of a lifetime.

Although he has mastered the method of making ancient weapons for making nine swords, he has been limited by his economic ability, which has led to his failure to continue.

"This is an ancient equipment, and it's too late to regret it now." Anderina looked at Thorne who was in a daze, and reminded in a mocking tone.

"There's no reason to take back what was sent." Thorne grabbed Anderina's wrist and put the necklace directly into her palm, and said with a smile, "It already belongs to you. As for how to activate the ancient ritual, Then it's up to you to figure it out."

"Really don't regret it?" Andrina said with a smile, blinking her beautiful eyes at Thorne.

"You can accept it with peace of mind." Thorne said, looking away from the sorceress.

"Then you help me put it on." Andrina stood in front of Thorne, her beautiful eyes flickered, and said to him.

"You won't..." Before he could finish the blurted words, Thorne hurriedly took the necklace and hurriedly changed his words: "Okay, you turn around."

Looking at the back of the sorceress, Thorne hesitated for a moment, finally took a deep breath, calmed down his turbulent heart, gently used his fingertips to poke the other party's loose blue silk, and then slowly put it on.

"Does it look good?" Andrina turned around, with a charming smile flashing in her water-like eyes, looking at Thorne and said softly.

"En." Thorne nodded subconsciously.

"What do you mean, is it good-looking or not?" Andrina frowned displeasedly, and reluctantly stopped the other party's words: "Forget it, there are no words of praise that come out of your mouth, That's too hard for you."

"Didn't you say you need my help? Now you can say it." Suddenly, Andrina remembered something, so she asked again.

"Oh, I almost forgot when you made such a fuss." Thorne immediately remembered the purpose of coming here.

"You mean I've been 'unreasonable' all the time?" The sorceress Andrina looked at the ranger's eyes with unkind eyes, and said word by word.

"..." Thorne's action of picking up something froze in mid-air.

...

The top of the tower fell eerily into silence, only the voice of sorceress Andrina flipping through books and sketching mysterious runes on blank paper.

It went on like this for about two hours.

"Okay, I know what this is." Andrina wiped the sweat on her forehead, glanced at the small bottle in her hand, and said to Thorne who was sitting beside her:

"There should be some kind of spell sealed in this bottle. To unlock the seal on the cork, you need the same soul energy as the caster. I feel that this soul energy should be the unique soul of our players, so This drift bottle should be reserved for us."

"You tell me how to open it, and I'll open it." Thorne snatched the small bottle from Anderina's hand and said to her with a dignified expression.

This mysterious little bottle was accidentally caught by the bard Gilt in the river deep in the Temple of Merika.

The only thing that surprised him was that it was reserved for their player group, which made him have to wonder what secrets or deadly threats were hidden inside, so he didn't want to let innocent sorceresses take risks.

"I'll teach you a spell, and then drip my own blood on the cork." Andrina glanced at Thorne and understood the other party's intention and determination, so she no longer discouraged her, but chose to tell the truth.

"You hide away first." Thorne reminded her solemnly.

"Then be careful." Andrina immediately blessed Thorne with several protective barriers to keep him away.

Then Thorne's expression condensed, he chanted a mysterious spell from the arcane empire period, squeezed a drop of blood from his fingertips and smeared it on the cork, noticed the small bottle that had changed, and immediately twisted the cork.

"boom!"

When Thorne opened the cork, a deafening roar of thunder filled the entire space, as if the entire tower was shaking slightly.

"boom!"

Thorne, who was hit by the frontal impact, was directly thrown off, slammed into the wall of the tower, and fell to the ground.

"Are you okay?" Andrina exclaimed, and immediately ran over to help him up.

"It's okay." Thorne endured the pain that seemed to fall apart, and looked at the small bottle on the table with solemn eyes.

Suddenly, under the suspicious eyes of the two, a thin wisp of smoke emerged from the small bottle.

"Identity has been confirmed, nothing abnormal!"

As a voice full of vicissitudes sounded, the indifferent smoke formed the image of a white-haired grandfather:

Hello, lonely alien visitor.

When you open the cork, it means that the first step of our God-building plan has been successful.

For no other purpose, I put a total of 10,000 of these drift bottles into the entire multiverse.

I just want to tell you some facts and sincerely apologize to those who found it, I hope you can forgive us for doing this.

Yes, come to this world, everything is not an accident.

If you have any questions, you can find me at the Church of the Patronus in Sigil, and I will give you a satisfactory answer and tell you everything you want to know.

Of course, if you can survive.

I am the Godslayer, also known as: Time and Space Insight, and I like to call myself: Night's Watch.

Goodbye, I hope you can live tenaciously!

…

"Fuck your apology! I don't accept this apology!"

When the photo disappeared, Thorne, whose face became a little distorted, roared angrily, suddenly got up and picked up the drift bottle on the table, and threw it to the ground with all his strength, accompanied by a 'bang' , into shreds.