Heavenly Dao Formula

Taxis 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 snapped, and the dust that had been deposited for a long time scattered down, raising a light brown mist.

After the fog cleared, a biting cold wind blew out from the tower, causing the guides who were guarding the door to step back a few steps.

But Taxis didn't evade, letting her red hair dance in the wind.

When the cold wind subsided, she stroked the collar on her neck and stepped into the stone tower.

The girl's figure was quickly engulfed by the darkness inside the tower.

At this time, the indifferent expression of the passer-by finally showed a trace of fear.

According to the records in the classics, death is not the only ending for those who fail the challenge—someone has the intention of quitting halfway, or knows that he will not be able to reach the top of the tower, and chooses to go back the same way. If he is lucky enough, he will be able to leave the Dragon Tower. But they more or less left behind some sequelae, such as insanity, or no matter how hard to recover from the injury, this also made fewer and fewer demon possessors who were willing to become dragonborn through the road to the dragon.

After all, demon possessors are already superior to humans, and there are not a few dragon descendants inherited by blood, so why should they take this risk to challenge themselves?

It wasn't until standing in front of the tower that the guide realized this gap again.

No matter how much they slander Taxis Yongyi, she is an existence that they will never be able to reach in their lifetime.

...

After the gate was closed, Taxis found that the tower was surprisingly empty.

She neither found the expected spiral staircase, nor did she see the patio that runs through the entire tower. After passing through the corridor, she saw only a square hall in front of her—there were clusters of burning flames hung on the pillars on both sides, which just reflected the The silhouette 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 lines carved on the stone wall are clearly visible, and there is not much dust on the ground; beside the bonfire in the center of the hall, she even saw a pot of boiling water.

And the last recorded challenger was fifteen years ago!

She walked to the campfire, picked up the kettle, and couldn't help being slightly taken aback.

I saw many small names engraved on the floor under the kettle.

"This is……"

Taksis took out a burning log from the fire and brought it to the floor.

No mistake, this should be the name of the challenger. After looking carefully, she realized that in the past hundreds of years, many people started from here and embarked on the road to ascending the dragon.

There are several familiar names among them.

Not only did they successfully climb to the top, but they also left their names in the collection of the Church of Hera.

In other words, they are all their predecessors.

Thinking of this, Taxis smiled—wondering whether the first dragon descendant who accomplished the feat of climbing a dragon also left his name here?

But gradually, her smile froze on her face.

The girl sensed something was wrong.

That is too many names.

She didn't notice this detail before, so she didn't check the difference under her feet, but when her eyes moved with the name, she found that the handwriting couldn't be seen at a glance!

Every stone slab on the floor of the hall is actually engraved with a name. After a little calculation, it can be concluded that this number has far exceeded the total number of dragon descendants. If the Holy Wing Islands really had so many demon possessors who could transform dragons, why would they need to sign a truce with Nattatin? I am afraid that the entire surrounding area of ​​Tranquility Sea has already been brought under Hera's command.

And by the time she saw the third circle out from the campfire, the names had become distorted and illegible.

Taxis swallowed her saliva.

A strange thought suddenly came to her mind.

The names further afield no longer spoke their language, which was why it seemed so strange.

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

Taksis didn't continue to explore, and only after returning to the campfire did she feel a little more warmth in her body.

Why has no one mentioned this matter in the classics of the church?

Taxis returned her gaze to the ground.

——Did these names really be engraved by themselves?

If no one remembers this matter, does it mean that she will also forget this scene completely after leaving Denglong Pagoda?

This ancient tower is really different.

Its depths must hide secrets beyond its comprehension.

Suddenly, Taxis' eyes stopped on a name.

How can this be! ?

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

call--

Almost at the same time, the flames shook.

A short dagger was stretched out from the darkness and stabbed at Taksis's back.

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

bang!

Taxis rolled forward on the spot, directly smashing the bonfire into pieces.

The enemy wanted to take advantage of the situation to pursue, but was hit by the kettle thrown by her. Even in the process of dodging, the blow was powerful and heavy. With a loud noise, the kettle was directly smashed in mid-air, Waves of ripples also appeared in front of the attacker.

Taxis' heart sank.

That's the effect of the mage's shield!

In front of the scattered flames, the enemy fully revealed his true body.

The visitor was wearing a pitch-black combat short robe, surrounded by hazy smoke, his facial features were hidden under the hood, and only a pair of cold eyes could be vaguely seen.

"As expected of Hera's new star, he was able to escape my silent sneak attack." His voice was pale and hoarse, "But even a small wound is enough to affect the balance of the outcome. You should already feel Now, are your hands and feet not as flexible as before?"

There is poison on the dagger.

Taxis knew this well, the numbness was spreading from her waist to her limbs, like a bone-eating snake.

The enemy is fully prepared - the mist technique can obscure one's position, giving you an advantage in close combat; and even if you are hit, the mage's shield can effectively reduce the damage. For a melee target who cannot use spells but has an extremely strong body, this set of spell combinations is the best choice.

"Did the Mage Tower send you here?" Taxis said in a deep voice.

"Why ask so clearly." The other party grinned, "You're dead anyway, aren't you?"

As soon as the words fell, a translucent giant fist rushed out from the side of Taksis, and slammed heavily on her body!

Magic Fist of the Evocation Department——

Besides the assassin in front of you, are there other enemies hiding in the hall?

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