Life Copy Game

2022-04-18

Chapter 213 Magician in the Sky What happened, at this moment he was walking up the dark and dark stairs, with the tomb-keeper puppet following him.

He had been walking for a long time, and even stopped to roast the meat twice, and now his dantian has recovered to two wisps of air.

In this dark environment, time seems to have stood still.

This ladder does not rise vertically, but spirals up a little bit.

He Ao felt like he had walked nearly ten kilometers in the vertical direction, but he had not yet reached the top.

There is an elevator next to this spiral staircase, but the elevator seems to be in some kind of malfunction and cannot be lit. He Ao can only walk up the stairs.

If it weren’t for every other distance, He Ao would have to make a mark, and so far he has not met the mark he made, He Ao even thought he fell into some kind of infinite loop. ladder.

The ladder doesn’t loop, it’s just too long.

Because the environment is completely unfamiliar, He Ao does not walk fast, and even has to stop from time to time to check if there is any danger around.

Finally, when the countdown on his hand reached the last three hours, He Ao reached the end of the ladder.

There is still a metal door here, but it is no longer silver, but dark.

There is still a dark display in front of this door. He Ao lights up the display. The data of this display seems to be interoperable with the data of the display at the entrance. The authentication mode has been changed to authorized authentication. .

As He Ao operated the display, a vague perception rose in his mind that, somewhere up ahead, he could safely return to the Safety Sector field.

Sure enough, the tower is not within the Safety Sector domain.

He Ao verified his identity by pressing his hand on the monitor.

The pitch-black metal door slowly opened, but only opened a gap. He Ao controlled the gravekeeper puppet to rush out, and then quickly closed the metal door.

He then focused his main consciousness on the gravekeeper puppet.

There are still long stairs behind the metal door, but these stairs are no longer spiral, but straight up.

He Ao manipulated the tomb-keeper puppet to raise his head. Not far away, it seemed to be the exit, and some light could be vaguely seen.

The tomb-keeper puppet climbed the towering stairs step by step, from the dark corridor to the radiant place step by step.

He Ao has not seen the sun for a long time. Since entering the tower, he can only rely on his own vision to grope in the dark most of the time. The place has to be illuminated with a flashlight.

He was a little uncomfortable with this radiance.

He controlled the gravekeeper puppet to stay for a moment before the last Level 1 stairs illuminated by the rays of light, and then slowly stepped on it.

The stairs illuminated by the sun were very short, and soon, the tomb-keeper puppet came to an end.

Then the gravekeeper puppet stopped in place.

The metal door opened slowly, He Ao walked out from behind the door,

The golden sun spread on the steps spreads little by little on his legs and on his chest. , on his blood-stained cheeks.

At the end of the stairs is a platform about three meters square. He Ao stands on this platform and looks up.

The endless sea of clouds lay beneath his feet, and the dim stars draped over his shoulders.

Three golden suns rise from the edge of the sky, covering this endless sea of clouds with dazzling gold,

He Ao is not wrong, he is really upright After walking ten kilometers in the direction, he has now come to the sky above the sea of clouds, the edge of the troposphere.

The big octopus that was guarding outside didn’t find this passage.

The air here was already very thin, and after just a while, He Ao felt an obvious lack of oxygen.

The rising stairs in the tower, although the air will gradually become thinner during the ascent, but the oxygen is much richer than the outside, and there is still a certain pressure difference between the two.

In addition to hypoxia, He Ao also felt more obvious tinnitus, which was because his inner Qi pressure was higher than outside his body, and his body was ‘leaking air’.

He Ao crouched down and looked at his feet. There were some sort of rolling marks on the platform, similar to the figure of the gravekeeper.

The grave keeper should have controlled some kind of powerful flying beast, took him to such a high altitude, and then threw him on this platform.

But at this moment the tomb keeper is dead, and the flying beasts he controls have also lost control.

He Ao sensed it with the crystal ball, and the flying beast was not around.

But He Ao didn’t panic.

He packed everything on his body, wrapped it in a cloth bag and carried it on his back, then took out a thing that was crumpled into a vertical stick from a cloth bag, he unfolded it, The beautiful black top hat is revealed.

This is the extraordinary item he brought from the western city, the ‘Magician’s Top Hat’.

This thing was originally in a mithril chest, and He Ao found it troublesome when he entered the ruins, so he crumpled it up and wrapped it in a cloth bag.

A touch of twisted madness spreads down the hat.

The main purpose of the mithril box is to block its pollution and prevent accidental injury to the ordinary person. He Ao is not afraid of these pollutions, so in the ruins where he walks alone, he doesn’t need the mithril box at all.

He Ao unfolded the hat, took out a piece of flesh and blood from the D-Rank monster dragonfly from the cloth bag, and threw it in.

The flesh falls into the hat like a sheep falls into a pack of wolves and is quickly devoured.

This hat theoretically needs to be fed every day all, provided you use it, you can starve it without using it.

This was the first time He Ao used this hat. As the piece of powerful flesh fell completely into the hat, the dark and delicate top hat trembled, and then a beautiful white dove came out of the hat. fly out.

Immediately afterwards, countless white doves flew out of the hats like surging spring water, and in an instant, they gathered into a cloud of doves in the sky.

He Ao put the magician’s hat on his head and raised his hand slowly.

Those pure white pigeons rushed over and danced around him.

He Ao walked to the edge of the platform and looked at the sea of clouds covered with golden radiance and the fiery sun on the sea of clouds.

He took out his miracle wand and bowed slightly.

At this moment, he seemed to be a magician standing on the stage.

The three suns in the sky are his audience, and the vast sea of clouds is his stage.

He showed a smile, turned around slowly, and moved his back towards the sea of clouds and the 10,000-meter-high sky.

He opened his hands, like a bird, and fell backwards.

At the moment when he fell, he saw the upper part of the tower. Although he was already standing on the platform with a height of 10,000 meters, he did not reach the top of the tower. Above, it is still inserted straight into the sky, and the top tower cannot be seen.

Icy clouds ran across his cheeks, and he was falling.

The endless white doves flew over and held his body, like a bird flying high, drawing a long trajectory in the sea of clouds.

Nothing can stun a magician who has mastered miracles.

At this moment, He Ao felt that he was one step closer to mastering the ‘Magician’ innate talent sequence.

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