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The night was heavily enveloped on the thick wall of the Black Tower. Thick gray clouds filled the sky, making the night darker, like some spiders woven, trapping the moon's face behind a hazy veil.

Inside the black tower, the entire black tower is completely divided into networks by shadows. The huge statue in the hall stood here for a thousand years, perhaps longer, and no one knows when and by whom the black tower was built. It was like an abandoned tomb in this silent night with almost no people in sight.

A shadow slides between the statues, and when it hears the soft sound of footsteps on the stone in the distance, it stays still as if it were frozen. The slight smell of sweat and oil are mixed in the dust and some special smell. The shadow crept forward, and it felt something attracting it.

It only stopped once, leaning against the polished oak door that separated the hallway from the hall. The shadow held its breath and calmed its heart. When it pressed its ear to the wooden door, it suppressed all the fine sounds that the body could make.

For a while, the shadow kept pressing against the door, even when the torch light was about to illuminate the hall. Then, slowly, the figure moved its ears away from the door. It stretched forward and pressed the latch with his hand. The door opened a gap, just enough to allow its body to enter, rubbing its back against the bronze door frame.

Darkness is eternal, but for the green double pupils with sharp eyes under the invader's cloak, the light is sufficient. They can see the huge hall, its walls are hidden behind huge wooden shelves, and every available space is occupied by some old books or documents.

Every handicraft on the shelf and the table in the middle of the hall, from broken statues to worn bones; slate with sharp runes on the pen; prayers on the skin of the entire creature with unknown liquid lines There are too many collections that are older and more beautiful than human crafts.

The intruder crawled across the range of the Master's collection, and the Master's feeling became more and more sensitive. 35xs It crept forward, clinging to the cold stone wall of a huge marble pillar.

A thin optical fiber focused on the intruder's eyes, revealing light from a heavy iron door nailed with dark wood. The face under the cloak grinned wildly, and yellow fangs appeared. It is behind the fans that it can find its prey. The slender hand slides gently under the black cloak to check his hidden weapon.

It knows that it is ready, it knows how to deal with prey, and can only wait for the prey to come out. While thinking, he concealed his body beside the iron door. In the shadow, its cloak and shadow merged together.

Bai En raised his head from the study. Recently, he has been studying the manuscript carefully, trying to understand these ancient words. The pages of this book are not parchment, kraft or papyrus, but thin copper sheets with letters and branding engraved on them.

Dwarves rarely write with short-lived things like paper. They believe that eternal stones and metals can ensure the safety of their knowledge. This is not bad. The swampland where this book was found was enough to devour any large-scale work written with low-level materials.

Then, even more frustrating than the weight of this big book is its peculiar way of writing. This is not a dwarf's work. The dwarves of Fatalin confirmed this for Bane. No dwarf, even the rune mage, knew the letters above, and there were even masters of ancient gnomes and ancient dwarves.

In fact, throughout the Fatalin Association, almost everyone thinks this book is just a pile of scratches. If it were n’t for Stoker-Golden Eye ’s extensive reading, and Antaratham ’s amazing memory. Helped Bai En find out that 13 of the letters appeared in a total of six books, and Bai En should have given up research.

The language in this book is a mixture of at least four languages, or four languages ​​are inherited from it. This language has a total of fifty-three letters and seventeen runes. Flash Dance Novel Network

It is difficult for Bai En to understand these mysterious terms that threaten to defeat him every time. However, Bai En has his own method, after understanding the thirteen letters, through their position in the original six books and guessing the meaning of the expression. In accordance with the frequency of occurrence of single letters in those four languages, Bai En believes that he can already determine the corresponding letters of at least four letters in those four languages.

When it was an extremely difficult thing, you found a way to crack it. The huge sense of pleasure that you produce will immerse you in it for a while. Bai En discovered from the cracked part that this is a magic book, a magic book about the use of runes. However, some broken pieces of information made him think that this is an engineering book.

Bai En can already use one of the runes through the cracked content, but it makes him suspect that this book has more secrets. The effect of that rune is simply outrageous, and this **** thing will explode. The power of the explosion was pitiful, and even the skin of Bai En's fingers would not be broken.

However, it has its special place. Bai En just recorded it on the parchment with the prepared ink. When he found that the rune became lighter and finally flickered, it burst. Bai En began to study the effect of this rune.

This rune will absorb the magic in the air. It varies according to the amount of magic absorbed in the writing, but the difference is very different. The key is to write the ink of this rune, the ink made by the monster's blood can absorb more magic power. But even if Bai En wrote this rune on the wall with the best ink, it still had little lethality.

This rune is a bit disappointing, it seems that it is not an explosion rune, but a flash rune. However, this major work seems to be worthy of in-depth study. Bai En recorded this rune and the research notes on this copper book in detail. I plan to hand it to Situoka-Jinyan in a few days, and he will assess the value of the content.

Bai En had to do this, which again mentioned the dwarf. Under the advice of the few dwarf elders, the Fatalin Association will not be like before, and almost everyone can freely take out the association's property. Instead, the property of the association is separated from the personal property. As the founders, everyone can only rely on the knowledge or contributions they provide to the association to obtain monthly worship.

According to the truth, as one of the oldest members of Bai En, the monthly offerings are indispensable. However, the "Flying Antelope" was regarded as his private property, which caused him to owe a lot of money to the association. Of course, the association will also consider Bai En's achievements, but the achievements and the losses caused by his mistakes and errors are all counted. Bai En can receive a monthly pension of four gold coins from the association.

In contrast to Flynn, who did little to do, he relied on teaching and contributing two research results to the students of the Spellcaster Academy. He could receive nearly 2,000 gold coins of money or materials from the association every year. Flynn is the penultimate poorest member of the Fatalin Association.

Thinking about the research and not knowing how much money can be exchanged, Bai En was broken, and he looked up. A sense of crisis came from outside the hall, and Bai En dared not ignore it. He stood up from his chair, pulled out the sacrificial knife, and strode across the study.

Bai En gently opened the door of his study, holding a sacrificial knife in his hand, and he glanced at the dim darkness. It seemed that there was nothing here, and Bai En looked closely at the easily hidden places in the dark, looking for the origin of the sense of crisis.

A scent came out suddenly, Bai En stepped back, and a cloak-like figure appeared in front of him. Seeing that terrible face, his heart trembled. Huge, chisel-like fangs shone in the faint light, and the round, green eyes under the cloak were shining.

Just as Bai Eun flinched in front of the terrible ghost in horror, a pair of furry clawed hands appeared. The animal raised two paws and grabbed towards Bai En's face, and his mouth with fangs pointed towards Bai En's forehead. It seemed like a thick black fog engulfed his face. Bian was disturbed by the weight of the animal and collapsed backwards to the ground.

The intruder giggled in excitement, and it was glad that its prey was defeated so easily. The animal looked at the mage who had fallen to the ground, his nose twitching. The animal put his foot on Bai En, sticking his tongue out and licking his forehead.

Bai En grumbled with complaint, withdrew the sacrificial knife to his waist, and took the animal from his face with both hands. This is Dean's favorite pet Quaker, a cat wearing a cloak. Thanks to these boots, the cats in the black tower like to run and observe themselves. Bai En is very suspicious that this cat already has enough wisdom, and he and the black elk's night leopard, who is a dear pet, are happy to ambush and sneak attack on Bai En.

Bai En placed the big cat on the table and sat on it, his green eyes seemed to be staring at Bai En thinking. Bai En took a note from the emerald pendant on its chest. The note stated that the association had him responsible for training the newly arrived students.

There are more and more students at the Spellcaster Academy, with low prices and no requirements for student status. These two points have attracted a large number of people to come to study, and even some ports have become beggars and stolen children. They have also sneaked into the merchant ship to Tatuga Port.

Amen Cannon ’s kindness not only allowed the association to agree to arrange a separate teaching content and tutor for this group of children. They even started to promise to buy abandoned children from other ports at a low price from the merchants who came to the port of Tatuga. Amen Cannon is not stupid. The price he gave was enough for the merchants to guarantee the lives of the abandoned children during the voyage, rather than let it go.

However, Brian knew at Realmas that in every big city in the world, the most abundant are all kinds of abandoned children. As long as the merchants have a small amount of profit, they will fill the remaining space on the ship with the abandoned children who have been screened by slave traders and thieves leaders in various ports and come to Fatalin.

Even if Amen Cannon only gave them a silver coin, they could earn them a few copper plates. So the price of abandoned children has dropped again and again in Tatuga Port, and now there are three children with one gold coin. This price comparison makes the price of slaves that Bai En bought from slave traders seem even more stupid. This is also one of the reasons why the association deducted his monthly pension substantially. Although everyone understands the price at that time, no one can do better than Bai En.

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The night was heavily enveloped on the thick wall of the Black Tower. Thick gray clouds filled the sky, making the night darker, like some spiders woven, trapping the moon's face behind a hazy veil.

Inside the black tower, the entire black tower is completely divided into networks by shadows. The huge statue in the hall stood here for a thousand years, perhaps longer, and no one knows when and by whom the black tower was built. It was like an abandoned tomb in this silent night with almost no people in sight.

A shadow slides between the statues, and when it hears the soft sound of footsteps on the stone in the distance, it stays still as if it were frozen. The slight smell of sweat and oil are mixed in the dust and some special smell. The shadow crept forward, and it felt something attracting it.

It only stopped once, leaning against the polished oak door that separated the hallway from the hall. The shadow held its breath and calmed its heart. When it pressed its ear to the wooden door, it suppressed all the fine sounds that the body could make.

For a while, the shadow kept pressing against the door, even when the torch light was about to illuminate the hall. Then, slowly, the figure moved its ears away from the door. It stretched forward and pressed the latch with his hand. The door opened a gap, just enough to allow its body to enter, rubbing its back against the bronze door frame.

Darkness is eternal, but for the green double pupils with sharp eyes under the invader's cloak, the light is sufficient. They can see the huge hall, its walls are hidden behind huge wooden shelves, and every available space is occupied by some old books or documents.

Every handicraft on the shelf and the table in the middle of the hall, from broken statues to worn bones; slate with sharp runes on the pen; prayers on the skin of the entire creature with unknown liquid lines There are too many collections that are older and more beautiful than human crafts.

The intruder crawled across the range of the Master's collection, and the Master's feeling became more and more sensitive. 35xs It crept forward, clinging to the cold stone wall of a huge marble pillar.

A thin optical fiber focused on the intruder's eyes, revealing light from a heavy iron door nailed with dark wood. The face under the cloak grinned wildly, and yellow fangs appeared. It is behind the fans that it can find its prey. The slender hand slides gently under the black cloak to check his hidden weapon.

It knows that it is ready, it knows how to deal with prey, and can only wait for the prey to come out. While thinking, he concealed his body beside the iron door. In the shadow, its cloak and shadow merged together.

Bai En raised his head from the study. Recently, he has been studying the manuscript carefully, trying to understand these ancient words. The pages of this book are not parchment, kraft or papyrus, but thin copper sheets with letters and branding engraved on them.

Dwarves rarely write with short-lived things like paper. They believe that eternal stones and metals can ensure the safety of their knowledge. This is not bad. The swampland where this book was found was enough to devour any large-scale work written with low-level materials.

Then, even more frustrating than the weight of this big book is its peculiar way of writing. This is not a dwarf's work. The dwarves of Fatalin confirmed this for Bane. No dwarf, even the rune mage, knew the letters above, and there were even masters of ancient gnomes and ancient dwarves.

In fact, throughout the Fatalin Association, almost everyone thinks this book is just a pile of scratches. If it were n’t for Stoker-Golden Eye ’s extensive reading, and Antaratham ’s amazing memory. Helped Bai En find out that 13 of the letters appeared in a total of six books, and Bai En should have given up research.

The language in this book is a mixture of at least four languages, or four languages ​​are inherited from it. This language has a total of fifty-three letters and seventeen runes. Flash Dance Novel Network

It is difficult for Bai En to understand these mysterious terms that threaten to defeat him every time. However, Bai En has his own method, after understanding the thirteen letters, through their position in the original six books and guessing the meaning of the expression. In accordance with the frequency of occurrence of single letters in those four languages, Bai En believes that he can already determine the corresponding letters of at least four letters in those four languages.

When it was an extremely difficult thing, you found a way to crack it. The huge sense of pleasure that you produce will immerse you in it for a while. Bai En discovered from the cracked part that this is a magic book, a magic book about the use of runes. However, some broken pieces of information made him think that this is an engineering book.

Bai En can already use one of the runes through the cracked content, but it makes him suspect that this book has more secrets. The effect of that rune is simply outrageous, and this **** thing will explode. The power of the explosion was pitiful, and even the skin of Bai En's fingers would not be broken.

However, it has its special place. Bai En just recorded it on the parchment with the prepared ink. When he found that the rune became lighter and finally flickered, it burst. Bai En began to study the effect of this rune.

This rune will absorb the magic in the air. It varies according to the amount of magic absorbed in the writing, but the difference is very different. The key is to write the ink of this rune, the ink made by the monster's blood can absorb more magic power. But even if Bai En wrote this rune on the wall with the best ink, it still had little lethality.

This rune is a bit disappointing, it seems that it is not an explosion rune, but a flash rune. However, this major work seems to be worthy of in-depth study. Bai En recorded this rune and the research notes on this copper book in detail. I plan to hand it to Situoka-Jinyan in a few days, and he will assess the value of the content.

Bai En had to do this, which again mentioned the dwarf. Under the advice of the few dwarf elders, the Fatalin Association will not be like before, and almost everyone can freely take out the association's property. Instead, the property of the association is separated from the personal property. As the founders, everyone can only rely on the knowledge or contributions they provide to the association to obtain monthly worship.

According to the truth, as one of the oldest members of Bai En, the monthly offerings are indispensable. However, the "Flying Antelope" was regarded as his private property, which caused him to owe a lot of money to the association. Of course, the association will also consider Bai En's achievements, but the achievements and the losses caused by his mistakes and errors are all counted. Bai En can receive a monthly pension of four gold coins from the association.

In contrast to Flynn, who did little to do, he relied on teaching and contributing two research results to the students of the Spellcaster Academy. He could receive nearly 2,000 gold coins of money or materials from the association every year. Flynn is the penultimate poorest member of the Fatalin Association.

Thinking about the research and not knowing how much money can be exchanged, Bai En was broken, and he looked up. A sense of crisis came from outside the hall, and Bai En dared not ignore it. He stood up from his chair, pulled out the sacrificial knife, and strode across the study.

Bai En gently opened the door of his study, holding a sacrificial knife in his hand, and he glanced at the dim darkness. It seemed that there was nothing here, and Bai En looked closely at the easily hidden places in the dark, looking for the origin of the sense of crisis.

A scent came out suddenly, Bai En stepped back, and a cloak-like figure appeared in front of him. Seeing that terrible face, his heart trembled. Huge, chisel-like fangs shone in the faint light, and the round, green eyes under the cloak were shining.

Just as Bai Eun flinched in front of the terrible ghost in horror, a pair of furry clawed hands appeared. The animal raised two paws and grabbed towards Bai En's face, and his mouth with fangs pointed towards Bai En's forehead. It seemed like a thick black fog engulfed his face. Bian was disturbed by the weight of the animal and collapsed backwards to the ground.

The intruder giggled in excitement, and it was glad that its prey was defeated so easily. The animal looked at the mage who had fallen to the ground, his nose twitching. The animal put his foot on Bai En, sticking his tongue out and licking his forehead.

Bai En grumbled with complaint, withdrew the sacrificial knife to his waist, and took the animal from his face with both hands. This is Dean's favorite pet Quaker, a cat wearing a cloak. Thanks to his own boots, the cats in the black tower like to run and observe themselves The petted night leopard enjoys ambushing and sneaking on Bai En.

Bai En placed the big cat on the table and sat on it, his green eyes seemed to be staring at Bai En thinking. Bai En took a note from the emerald pendant on its chest. The note stated that the association had him responsible for training the newly arrived students.

There are more and more students at the Spellcaster Academy, with low prices and no requirements for student status. These two points have attracted a large number of people to come to study, and even some ports have become beggars and stolen children. They have also sneaked into the merchant ship to Tatuga Port.

Amen Cannon ’s kindness not only allowed the association to agree to arrange a separate teaching content and tutor for this group of children. They even started to promise to buy abandoned children from other ports at a low price from the merchants who came to the port of Tatuga. Amen Cannon is not stupid. The price he gave was enough for the merchants to guarantee the lives of the abandoned children during the voyage, rather than let it go.

However, Brian knew at Realmas that in every big city in the world, the most abundant are all kinds of abandoned children. As long as the merchants have a small amount of profit, they will fill the remaining space on the ship with the abandoned children who have been screened by slave traders and thieves leaders in various ports and come to Fatalin.

Even if Amen Cannon only gave them a silver coin, they could earn them a few copper plates. So the price of abandoned children has dropped again and again in Tatuga Port, and now there are three children with one gold coin. This price comparison makes the price of slaves that Bai En bought from slave traders seem even more stupid. This is also one of the reasons why the association deducted his monthly pension substantially. Although everyone understands the price at that time, no one can do better than Bai En.