Abe the Wizard

Three days have passed, and for the sake of food, unparalleled enthusiasm has erupted for both the Wizard Wizard and the Dwarf Construction Team. The sixteenth floor of the Magic Tower has been restored or rebuilt.

Even the original sixteenth floor, which was still intact, was also removed, replaced with better materials and remade, and then there was no dwarf construction team, because the next task was for the mages to carry out the entire magic tower. The matrix is ​​filled.

Each layer must have functions such as sound transmission, lighting, protection, isolation, and magic gathering. These must be achieved through the magic array. In addition, according to the count of Carrie, this is only a preliminary completion. This is the participation of the elves. The magic tower is not completed without the decoration of the elves.

Therefore, the magic tower was completely handed over by the elves to enter the circle and painted and decorated. At this point, Abel was completely unable to make comments. Although he was also aristocratic, he was born of a small noble, and even the decoration of a large noble It is impossible to say clearly, let alone the decoration of the elves.

Pursuing perfection, Countess Carrie did not let the dwarf construction team idle. Originally, Abel wanted the dwarf construction team to help him install the large defense and teleportation arrays of the three castles. Sir stopped.

"Master Abel, do you have any plans for this open space?" Count Carrie asked, pointing to the open space on the base of the suspended fort.

At this time, there were only a hundred small war puppets and a hundred strong city crossbows on the base of the suspended fortress, and the rest was dirt.

"I want to build a garden here, that is ..." Abel thought for a while, found a ready-to-go comparison, and said, "Just like the gardens in the elven city!"

"I looked at the base of this suspended fortress. If the defensive cover cloth can completely become a world that is isolated from the outside world, here you can change the temperature by some magic arrays, so that the temperature is constant at the optimum temperature for flowers and trees, and The frozen formation and the heated formation can also generate a continuous stream of water. As long as some pipes are made, the entire base of the suspended fortress can be provided without the need to manage the flowers and plants. Count Carrie deserves it. Rui, soon worked out a general plan.

Abel nodded his head. This was the first magic tower in his life. Although it didn't match his wizard level, who would know the hidden base of the suspended fortress. Who would know? The more comfortable the environment, the better. Looking at the beautiful scenery, the mood will be faster.

"These toys are too ugly, don't put them here, it's too beautiful!" Said Countess Carrie, looking a little bit disgustingly at the small war puppets and the bursting crossbow.

This act of Count Carrie made Isaiah's eyes sharpen immediately. This is the pride of the dwarves, how can the elves stigmatize at will.

The senior wizard of Cyril was a little upset at this time, too, and the countess Carrie was too proud.

Of course, Count Carrie was angry. They came to decorate the magic tower for Abel, but this group of dwarves came up with so many super materials. Is this mocking that their elves are not as rich as dwarves?

Especially the puppets in front of her, she also knows the value of these puppets, and knows that these are not for sale, and the dwarves are too good for Abel!

Is Abel the son-in-law of the elves or the son-in-law of the dwarves?

This is why Count Carrie is angry, because the dwarves hit their elves' faces!

But Abel first saw that the atmosphere was a bit wrong, but he couldn't get them into trouble again, so he immediately communicated with Taling.

"Taling, your future name will be changed to 'Flavé'!" First, Abel had to change his name to Taling, otherwise his self-title would always be 'Analytical Spirit of Intelligence'.

"Yes, master, confirm the name 'Flavé'!" The voice of the machine was heard in the magic tower.

The name Flavy was named by Abel to commemorate the heroic Rogge female warrior. He hoped that this towering spirit would be like Flavic and swear to fight to protect the territory. Of course, it is estimated that the towering spirit called it to the master. It doesn't matter what name.

"Flavy, start connecting all the small war puppets!" Abel ordered through mental force.

"Confirm the order and start executing!" The Taling voice of the machine came out again.

Then Abel felt an extremely slight wave, which was so small that only a man like him with a powerful soul could feel it, and then all one hundred magpies raised their heads neatly.

"I found an unknown connectable spirit, is it connected?" Tarin Flavi's voice passed to Abel's mental power.

Unknown connectable spirit? Abel couldn't help it, he looked at the senior Cyril shaman and asked, "Ciril shaman, does the base of this suspended fortress carry its own spirit?"

"Probably not. We haven't done this research on the base of the suspended fortress! Did your towering spirit find a spirit on the base of the suspended fortress?" The senior wizard of Cyril shined in front of him, but this was a major discovery.

"I'll try, can I connect!" Abel nodded and said.

"Connect!" His spiritual force ordered Taring Flavi.

"Connecting ..." Abel's mental power heard Taryn Flavi's voice.

"Is it possible to find an unknown connection, is it allowed?" Another mechanical voice came from the crystal of the base of the suspended fortress.

Abel found that the dwarves may be mistaken. This crystal is not just a confession and controller, but also a spirit, because what can emit sound or spiritual force waves and communicate is the spirit. Definition of spirit.

"Permit!" Abel mental power passed the order to the crystal on the base of the suspended fortress.

"Is the super spirit found, do you want to merge?" Taring Flavi asked with the crystal on the base of the suspended fort.

The ascension of the spirit can be combined and ascended. The two pieces of wisdom are combined to form stronger wisdom and faster processing speed, but this method is not used by humans or the entire holy continent.

For towering spirits, each magic tower can only be equipped with one, and if someone wants to use the merge method to improve the towering spirit, then one magic tower must be scrapped. More importantly, the next merger can only merge towering spirits of the same level.

This increase greatly consumes the existence of the towering spirit, and the number of the towering spirit is limited, and almost no wizard will do so.

And now Abel found that the crystal on the base of the suspended fortress turned out to be a spirit comparable to Tallinn Flavi. You must know that there are few Tallinn Flavi's spirits in the Holy Land. This is already the Holy Land. The highest spirit.

"Will the merger damage the spiritual wisdom?" Abel asked in spirit.

"We will form a new and stronger wisdom!" The two spirits said in unison that the synchronization of the two mechanical sounds gave Abel a strange feeling, as if both spirits were anxiously waiting to merge.

Abel believed his judgments very much, because these judgments saved his life countless times. Under the action of a powerful soul, he surpassed the knight's level of consciousness and provided him with a decision again.

"Merge!" Abel's mental powers commanded to both spirits at the same time.

"Yes, confirm!" Was the same mechanical sound again.

Then Abel felt a chaos in his mental strength. It seemed that he could not find the existence of two spirits, and the one hundred small war puppets on the base of the suspended fortress also lost control and lowered his head and lost his life.

Although the senior Cyril shaman did not know what was happening, he could feel the energy fluctuations around him at this time, and it seemed that there was a mental burst in the base of the suspended fortress.

But he didn't ask, because this was Abel's magic tower, which was extremely private, and no matter how good friendship, he couldn't ask about it.

Count Carrie didn't feel much. She, who had just been an intermediate druid, had not been able to perceive this kind of mental power fluctuations. She just wondered why the small war puppet lost control.

Soon, the fluctuations in mental strength slowly calmed down, and the small war puppets raised their heads again. This time, they did not move in the same way. It seems that each small war puppet has its own emotions. Nervous and somewhat relaxed.