On the Seven Towers

Mollett followed the young officer out of the woods in a daze. These things were too incredible for him. He had never heard of such things as meditation spaces and spiritual servants. As a Black Guard leader, intelligence and information have always been his greatest pride. In the empire, there were people who were stronger and nobler than him, but few people knew more than him. Today's series of events refreshed his knowledge.

Realizing that he had not been deceived, he could finally listen to the officer's description of the place with some calmness. He also remembered the young officer's name, Song Hongyang.

The two of them walked out of the autumn woods, and what they saw before them was the scene of spring. He saw green fields separated by horizontal streets, extending to a town in the distance. Further back in the town, green gradually turns to white, and there are snowfields and snow-capped mountains in every direction, wrapping up this spring scenery. It's like this is a place in the world of ice and snow protected by the God of Nature.

Mollett looked at his feet. He stood on a dividing line. Behind him was the ground covered with dead leaves, and in front was the green grass. He held a withered yellow leaf in his left hand, and a bunch of fresh green grass in his right hand. The touch of the grass and leaves was extremely real. If there was anything different from what he had seen before, it was that they looked a little cleaner: "These grass stems, leaf veins, dust, no dream can be so real. If it weren't for the changes in my own body, I wouldn't be able to I believe this is not a real world. I would rather believe that I have been transported to some otherworldly space.”

Song Hongyang smiled briefly. He stretched out a hand, pinched his thumb and index finger in the air and pulled it. A cigarette appeared in his hand. He snapped his fingers, and a cluster of flames appeared between his fingers. I'm not a magician, and this isn't magic. Have you ever seen someone create something out of thin air? "

He put the cigarette to his lips, took a deep breath, then made a second one in the same manner, and handed it to Mollett's hand, "Have a taste, this is something good that doesn't exist in the outside world."

Mollett took the cigarette, imitated Song Hongyang, and took a puff. The taste was a bit choking, but for a warrior like him, he fell in love with the taste at the first sip.

Song Hongyang said: "We spirit servants will gradually master the ability to transform the world with our own will in the meditation space. To put it bluntly, Luo Ling shares part of the control here for us to use. Mages are naturally better at this, However, we soldiers can also do it. After that, you will find that you will not be hungry, whether you eat or drink, it is just to enjoy sensory stimulation. How can there be such a real world? "

"Okay, you're right." Mollett took another puff of cigarette, and the feeling of tobacco breath entering his lungs was both real and illusory. "You don't seem to be that hostile to me. Just now we were life-and-death enemies outside. "

Song Hongyang said: "Since we have become a spiritual servant, we are one of our own. No matter whether we can get used to each other or not, we will fight in the same trench in the future. There is no betrayal by a spiritual servant."

"You mean, she has control over everything, including my will?" Mollett asked.

"No, your will is still yours, but your existence depends on her." Song Hongyang said, "If she blocks your contact with the spiritual power here, you will be imprisoned in the deepest part of this world. Time, Space doesn’t mean anything to you, how scary this is, just think about it, you don’t want to get to that point.”

"No wonder she wanted to 'save me' like this. It turned out that she turned me into her slave."

Song Hongyang chuckled and said: "Being a slave is better than dying, isn't it?"

Mollett said: "Indeed."

"Let's go, follow me to pick up your subordinates." Song Hongyang exhaled, "By the way, take a look at this place. It's much better than you think."

The two walked along the path towards the town in the distance. From a distance, the town looked black, white and black. As they walked closer, Mollett found that the town looked very strange. The houses in the town were not high. The most are only three floors, and the houses are all similar in appearance, with white walls and black tiles. The shape of the roof is very strange. When it comes to the corners, it always lifts up to draw a beautiful arc.

When entering the town, they crossed a stone arch bridge. Under the bridge, there was a small stream surrounding the town. Although he has never seen a town of this style, Molliet can feel a sense of beauty and obvious exotic style from it.

"This is Taoyuan Town. The name was chosen by everyone's vote. However, I don't like it very much. The houses here are built according to an architectural style from my hometown.

Luo Ling originally built this town to accommodate those of us whose bodies were destroyed by the Black Death, and in the end only our souls were left. At that time, the town was only one-third of its current size. Later, we built our own houses and expanded the town, which continued in her style. The houses you see now were all built brick by brick by ourselves. "

There was almost no one in the town. The one or two people who occasionally appeared were mostly dressed similarly to Song Hongyang. They would look at Mollett a few more times. Their eyes could not be called friendly, but they would not come up to ask anything.

"There should have been a lot of people living in this town, right?" Mollett asked.

"Yes. Most of the spirit servants are participating in the battle outside. Hehe, those who came back here were all killed. If I had not been killed by you, I would not be responsible for the task of leading you."

"No wonder those guys looked familiar." Mollett said.

As the two walked in the town, Mollett found that there were restaurants, shops, and workshops here, but now they were all empty. Mollett asked, "Is there a restaurant here?"

Song Hongyang walked along the stone road and said, "Although we don't need food, what's the point of living if we can't eat and drink together. Eating and drinking are not just for living."

Mollett thought to himself that this was an idea that only nobles would have. Just ask every poor person in the world who can only eat black bread, isn't eating and drinking just for living.

Song Hongyang's footsteps finally stopped at a vacant lot on the edge of the other end of the town. Mollett saw a light gate standing in the air in the square array.

Song Hongyang said, "This is where your subordinates will appear. When we led your soul in just now, because your soul was too powerful, there were some problems, so you fell into the Four Seasons Forest. Now, Luo Ling has reinforced the passage here again, so they can be accurately led."