Chapter 637 The Secret of the Tower

Takhisis walked up the steps step by step.

The door seemed to sense her arrival and slowly opened to both sides. The vines wrapped around the door broke with a sound, and the long-deposited dust fell sparsely, raising a light brown mist.

After the mist dissipated, a piercing cold wind blew out from the tower, causing the guides guarding the door to step back a few steps.

But Takhisis did not avoid or give way, letting her red hair dance in the wind.

When the cold wind gradually died down, she stroked the collar on her neck and walked into the stone tower.

The figure of the girl was soon swallowed up by the darkness in the tower.

At this time, a trace of fear finally appeared on the guide's indifferent expression.

According to the records in the classics, the failure of the challenge was not the only outcome of death - some people gave up halfway, or knew that they could not reach the top of the tower, and chose to return the same way. If they were lucky enough, they could leave the Dragon Tower. But they all had some sequelae, such as mental disorder or the injuries that were difficult to recover from, which also made fewer and fewer magic holders willing to become dragon descendants through the Dragon Path.

After all, magic holders are already the best of the best, and there are now many dragon descendants who rely on blood inheritance. Why should they take this risk to challenge themselves?

It was not until standing in front of the tower that the guide realized the gap again.

No matter how much they slandered Taksis Yongyi, she was an existence that they could never reach in their lifetime.

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After the door closed, Taksis found that the tower was unexpectedly empty.

She neither found the expected spiral staircase nor the patio that ran through the entire tower. After passing through the corridor, there was only a square hall in front of her - burning flames hung on the pillars on both sides, just reflecting the outline of the hall.

What surprised her even more was that it didn't look like no one had been here for a long time.

The carved lines on the stone wall were clearly visible, and there was not much dust on the ground; she even saw a pot of boiling water by the bonfire in the middle of the hall.

The last challenger on record was fifteen years ago!

She walked to the bonfire, picked up the kettle, and was slightly startled.

There were many small names engraved on the floor below the kettle.

"This is..."

Taksis took out a burning wood from the fire and put it in front of the floor.

There was no mistake, these should be the names of challengers. After a careful look, she realized that many people had started from here and embarked on the road to dragon climbing in the past few hundred years.

There were several familiar names among them.

Not only did they successfully reach the top, they also left their names in the collection hall of the Church of Hera.

In other words, they were all her predecessors.

Thinking of this, Taksis smiled a little - I wonder if the first dragonborn who completed the feat of dragon climbing also left his name here?

But gradually, her smile solidified on her face.

The girl noticed something was wrong.

That is, there were too many names.

She had not noticed this detail before, so she did not check if there was anything different under her feet, but when her eyes followed the names, she found that the handwriting was endless!

There were names engraved on every stone slab on the floor of the hall. A slight estimate showed that this number far exceeded the total number of dragons. If there were so many magic holders who could transform into dragons in the Holy Wing Islands, why would they need to sign a truce with Natatin? I am afraid that the entire area around the Sea of ​​Tranquility would have been brought under Hera's command.

And when she saw the third circle from the bonfire, the names had become distorted and deformed and could no longer be recognized.

Taksis swallowed.

A strange idea suddenly came to her mind.

The names farther away no longer spoke the same language as them, so they looked so strange.

Looking at the ground in front of her, which was shrouded in darkness, she couldn't help but feel an inexplicable chill.

Taksis did not continue to explore. After returning to the campfire, she felt a little more warmth in her body.

Why has no one ever mentioned this matter in the church's scriptures?

Taksis turned her eyes back to the ground.

——Did they really carve these names themselves?

If no one remembers this, does it mean that she will forget this scene completely after leaving the Dragon Tower?

This ancient tower is indeed different.

There must be secrets hidden in its depths that she cannot understand.

Suddenly, Taksis's eyes stopped on a name.

This... How is it possible! ?

Her pupils shrank suddenly. Why did this person's name appear in the Dragon Tower?

Huh——

Almost at the same time, the flames shook.

A dagger came out of the darkness and stabbed Taksis's back.

In a trance, her reaction was obviously half a beat slower. When the sting spread, she realized the existence of the attacker!

Clang!

Takhisis rolled forward on the spot, smashing the bonfire into pieces.

The enemy wanted to take advantage of the situation to pursue, but was hit by the kettle she threw - even in the process of dodging, this attack was still powerful and heavy. With a loud bang, the kettle was directly crushed in mid-air, and ripples appeared in front of the attacker.

Takhisis's heart sank.

That was the effect of the mage's shield!

In front of the scattered flames, the enemy's true form was fully revealed.

The newcomer was wearing a dark combat robe, and his whole body was surrounded by hazy smoke. His facial features were hidden under the hood, and only a pair of eyes with cold light could be vaguely seen.

"As expected of Hera's rising star, you can actually avoid my silent sneak attack." His voice was pale and hoarse, "But even a small wound is enough to affect the balance of victory or defeat. You should have felt that your hands and feet are not as flexible as before?"

The dagger is poisonous.

Taksis knew this very well, and the numbness was spreading from the waist to the limbs, like a bone-eating snake.

The enemy came fully prepared - the fog spell can blur his position and take advantage in close combat; and even if he is hit, the magic shield can effectively reduce the damage. For a melee target who cannot use magic but has an extremely tough body, this set of spells is the best choice.

"Did the magic tower send you here?" Taksis said in a deep voice.

"Why ask so clearly?" The other party grinned, "You are already dead, aren't you?"

As soon as the voice fell, a translucent giant fist rushed out from the side of Taksis and hit her hard!

The magic fist of the energy-shaping system-

In addition to the assassin in front of her, are there other enemies hiding in the hall?

Taksis only had time to tense her body, and before she could raise her arm to block, she was blown away and crashed into the stone wall of the hall!