On the Seven Towers

After the teleported light dissipated, Luo Ling found that they were in a mountain forest, seemingly still some distance away from the valley where the dwarves lived. However, when she turned around to check on her companions, she found that there was a boy and girl she had never seen before standing with them.

The young man looked a little thin. He was wearing a black magic robe, had short black hair, and fair skin. He looked about fifteen or sixteen years old. Holding a short wand in one hand, he was scratching his head with the other hand, looking at Luo Ling and others furtively.

The girl was completely opposite to the boy. Her hair was snow-white, with a few strands of silver threads mixed in. She wore a set of silver-white soft armor with a skirt, and a thin sword at her waist. He raised his head slightly and looked at the young man in black with disdain.

"Wow! Why are there two more people? Is there an error in the transmission?" Ji Yijun woke up and asked in surprise, still holding Aura in his hand. But Aura actually fainted due to the shock of her brother's death and the discomfort during the teleportation.

"I saw two rays of light, one white and one black, coming out of Rick's storage ring. It must be you, right? You must not be human beings. Are you some kind of spirit body?" Luo Ling asked.

"First meeting, the magician of the Tower of Dreams. I am Milda, the book spirit of the Star Tower's sacred code "Secret Index"." The girl in white performed a knight's salute, "As for this annoying guy, his name is Glade. It’s the book spirit of the Forging Tower’s sacred book, the Book of Imbued Spirits.”

"Milda, isn't this bad? You announced yourself as soon as you came up. Have you forgotten about the Black Dragon Empire? Haven't you been a hostage enough?" said the young man in black, Glad.

"Shut up, we are book spirits, don't forget what your responsibilities are," Milda said.

"Can you see my heritage?" Luo Ling asked in surprise.

"Just below, when you resisted the villains of the Black Dragon Empire, did the power you used come from the meditation space? As book spirits, we are very sensitive to spiritual energy. Even if we are locked in a storage ring, we can still feel the spiritual power of the outside world. . We have met Sage Rafael Gomez of the Tower of Dreams, and your powers are very similar to his."

Luo Ling looked at the two people. From any angle, their bodies were very solid. They didn't feel like ghosts in movies and TV shows. "Are you a book spirit? I have also seen the book spirit in the Tower of Dreams, but he It’s not like you can manifest your body in the real world and can only communicate with us in books.”

"These two sacred scriptures originally did not have book spirits, but our father and mother created us and used their unique secret methods to give us the ability to manifest our bodies through magical elements, allowing us to protect these two inheritances." Mirda said.

"Elemental body?" Morey suddenly realized, "Your essence is the fire element. Is the water element the same?"

Milda and Glade nodded.

"But, alchemist, don't even think about studying the two of us. We are not going to be test subjects." Glade said.

"No, don't worry." Luo Ling said, "Are your father and mother the two saints Alsa and Alyssa?"

Milda said: "Yes, my father used the twin dragon souls in a dragon egg as the base material to create us. But then they all went to participate in the God-killing War, but never came back."

"Then how did you fall into the hands of those in the Black Dragon Empire?"

"There was a prince named Theseus in the Black Dragon Empire. He accidentally discovered our hiding place during an expedition. At that time, our brother, who was also a saint, was chased by the Temple of Nature and was seriously injured. He was recuperating in an ice coffin. . The despicable Theseus took the opportunity to swallow up his power and finally caught us."

"If you hadn't refused to run away and wanted to save your brother, I wouldn't have been caught like this." Glad said in a low voice.

"So you later started to help the Black Dragon Empire extract the souls of dwarves?" Ji Yijun asked.

"I can't help it. The emperors of the Black Dragon Empire have shamelessly threatened me with Milda's life." Glad spread his hands, "They said that if I don't cooperate in brewing the dwarf's soul, they will destroy it. "Secret Index".

"This is shameless anyway. If I could do it, I would have chosen to self-destruct a long time ago. I don't need you to save me at all!" Milda's face was filled with disgust. "No one can exchange so much life for another." A life!"

"How many years have you been saying this, don't you bother me? I just follow my father's instructions and survive no matter what. As long as we, the Holy Scriptures, are still there, there is hope for the revival of the Seven Towers." Glade looked at Luo Ling asked, "As the mage of the Tower of Dreams, if you were faced with such a choice, what would you do? Save the "Secret Search Index"? Or save the lives of more than a thousand dwarves?"

"No one can use more than a thousand lives as a bargaining chip. If I choose, I will refuse to cooperate." Luo Ling said.

"But you don't care about the "Secret Index" so much? Do you let them destroy it?"

Luo Ling smiled slightly and said: "If I were you, I would try my best to fight them, instead of sacrificing other people's lives, I would threaten them with myself."

"But we can't kill ourselves."

"Can't you even keep silent? Let the Holy Scriptures become useless. I don't think they will risk the destruction of two Holy Scriptures to go against you, right? Then maybe I can talk to them The problem of using animal souls as a substitute. Even if the effect is slightly worse, it is better than nothing for them, isn't it?" Luo Ling asked.

She continued, "Even if it doesn't work, I will still refuse and calmly accept the final outcome. Because I will make such a choice, I am who I am. If these things change my original intention, the me I like will no longer exist."

"Yes, yes, yes! I think so too. There is an old saying in our hometown: Even if you have a scar as big as a bowl on your head, you can still be a good man 20 years later." Ji Yijun interrupted.

Luo Ling rolled her eyes at him, "Can you not force the drama, can you be a quiet handsome man?"

Glade didn't care what Ji Yijun said, he seemed to be thinking about the meaning of Luo Ling's words.

But Mirda said, "Don't think about it. I think she is suitable."

"But she doesn't care about you very much. Maybe she will sacrifice you one day."

"If she can really sacrifice so many other people, how can she really care about us? She only values ​​our own abilities. Don't those guys in the Black Dragon Empire value you? Only people like her can truly recognize the meaning of our existence. Don't forget why the pioneers of the Seven Towers fought against the gods."

"Okay. You always make sense." Glade shrugged.

"We don't know your name yet." Mirda said to Luo Ling.

"Luo Ling."

"Sir Luo Ling, are you willing to become our partner and continue the cause of the Seven Towers against the gods?"