After the full level, my soft rice system is long overdue

The residents of Aurora City, especially the consul named Francis, exceeded Shire's expectations in terms of thought and will.

Facing the opportunities bestowed by Shire, Aurora City was not indulging in the ecstasy of the windfall, nor did it pin all its hopes on the so-called "God of Arcane Arts", longing for more grace that fell from the sky and could be reaped without effort.

Instead, step by step, we are steadily moving towards the future.

"Think about it—"

"Being able to persist in such an environment for 200 years still maintains the most basic axioms and order of a city."

"Rather than degenerate step by step under the pressure of survival and become a slave to desire..."

"Everyone in this city, from the consul to the lowest civilians, must be far stronger than I imagined."

"It seems that there shouldn't be any major problems in Aurora City."

"It's just the group of demons in the abyss plane who are unlucky... they made arduous contributions to the birth of the new forbidden spell."

Thinking of this, Charles couldn't help but smile.

look--

Only the world where the abyss plane was injured was completed.

..

Shire's pace is not very fast, but the scenery around him moves as fast as a fleeting image.

Lightless wilderness.

The rocky Gobi.

There are also the haggard and silent dilapidated buildings.

These are once vibrant villages and small towns, but now they have become relics with no trace of life left.

After a moment.

Charles' footsteps stopped on a pale ruin.

This ruin is exceptionally magnificent, and its scale far surpasses the other gathering point ruins that Shire has seen on the previous journey.

In terms of the occupied area alone, even Aurora City can hardly compare with it.

Among the entire ruins, the most striking thing is the center of the ruins——

The pure white tower soaring into the sky.

The tower body of this giant building was forcibly broken in the middle by some kind of indescribable force, leaving only broken walls and ruins.

However, it can still be seen from the incomplete outline of the damaged white tower——

Imagine its majestic figure that reached directly into the sky when it was complete, as if it wanted to connect the earth and the sky.

Looking at the broken pure white tower, the relaxed expression on Charles' face disappeared.

He walked through the dusty wreckage of buildings and walked to the broken tower.

An obelisk stands at the entrance of the tower.

On the obelisk, a line of text was written with a bright golden texture——

[In the 493rd year of the Fengrao calendar, one of the three towers of wizards - the pure white tower was destroyed by the blazing sun god. 】

【The Church of the God of Lieyang and Truth is here】

Surrounding the obelisk, there are complex and mysterious arrays of divine arts, endlessly continuous on the pale earth and the surface of the ruins.

Even after many years, Shire can still feel the undissipated divine power in the pattern.

These divine powers were condensed and formed by formations, imprisoning the space around the pure white tower.

Once anyone enters the pure white tower, they will be restrained by the divine power filled in the formation, and it will be difficult for them to make an inch of progress.

"Since it's hard to protect yourself now—"

"Then don't keep that lofty, self-righteous style of judging everything..."

Looking at the pale golden lines of divine power, Charles shook his head slightly.

The next moment, his spiritual ocean suddenly stirred.

The majestic magic power free between heaven and earth seemed to have found a backbone in the roaring wave of spiritual power, and gathered towards this place in an instant.

If another wizard apprentice who has learned the first-level spell "Magic Perception" is here at this time, he will be shocked to find that——

Theoretically, it should be inexhaustible magic power hidden in the atmosphere.

At this moment, it turned into a colorful and colorful magic storm, violently sweeping everything around.

Amidst the storm, the pale golden divine lines suddenly lit up, and they were particularly conspicuous in this dim world, carrying an indescribable majesty.

However, after a thousandth of an instant——

Click.

There was the sound of something breaking.

And the originally mysterious and complicated huge pale golden divine pattern that covered the entire broken tower suddenly dimmed, and it no longer had the dazzling power it had before.

Ciel's thoughts moved slightly, calming down the huge magic storm.

Then, with light steps, he walked into the pure white broken tower.

..

There is nothing in the pure white tower.

Not to mention decorations such as appliances, chandeliers, and murals, even the most basic facilities such as stairs have disappeared.

Charles was not surprised by this either.

After all, according to the specifications and formations of the "Witch Hunt" in this world.

It is conceivable that after the destruction of the Pure White Tower.

What kind of harsh method will the believers of the Church of the God of the Sun and the Truth search the entire Pure White Tower and the surrounding affiliated cities little by little.

Not to mention the wizards of the Pure White Tower, even ordinary residents who have had contact with wizards will probably suffer the most severe brainwashing and interrogation.

And all things related to wizards, whether it is the books in the big library, or the ordinary furniture and decorations in the Tower of Pure White, will naturally be collected and destroyed, for fear that there will be no clues about wizards Leaked.

Ciel stepped into the pale, empty tower.

Then, he stood in the endless empty hall, closed his eyes, and diffused his spiritual power.

The spiritual ocean slowly rises and falls, rippling one after another.

【Samuel. Memory Flashback Curse】

In the field of vision of the astral world——

One after another, tiny pale golden light spots emerged beside Shire's symbol.

In just a few seconds, they gathered into a sea of ​​light spots.

Then, this ocean-like spot of light, as if summoned by something, suddenly poured into Charles' spiritual body symbol.

In an instant, tens of thousands of colorful pictures and countless memory fragments suddenly appeared in Charles' mind.

"Finally passed the formal wizard examination."

Under the pale golden morning light, the childish girl was holding a medal inlaid with the pattern of the White Tower, her face full of excitement.

"From today, I am no longer a wizard apprentice, but I can call myself a real wizard!"

.

"Legendary..."

"How far away, but how charming, it makes people yearn for it."

Under the dim magic light, the middle-aged man touched the few strands of white hair mixed with the black hair on the top of his head, and looked through the magic experiment records in his hand with some helplessness.

"I don't know if I will have a chance to become a member of the eight-page mage council before I get old and frail."

..

"In order to create this forbidden curse, I have spent decades of my life and failed my family and love..."

The old wizard, who still looks young on the outside, but with vicissitudes of life in his eyes, looked at the extremely thick and thick spell books in his hands, and his eyes were full of emotion.

"but--"

"If thousands of years later, every wizard in the Three Towers can see this original forbidden spell written with my name in the big library..."

"So for me."

"This life as an arcanist is not in vain."

..

"According to the news from the True Red Tower, the Orthodox Church is already preparing to officially launch a witch hunt."

In the solemn meeting hall, eight wizards in different outfits looked at each other, and the atmosphere was solemn.

After a long time, someone let out a silent sigh.

"Everyone, get ready..."

"We used to be peaceful and peaceful, we could study arcane arts freely, and we walked the mainland as wizards openly."

"Maybe, never again..."

.

Under the hot sun.

The man in the mage's robe straightened his hunched body and stepped out of the pure white tower.

Then, looking to the far sky——

That majestic and great sacred figure that makes people want to worship just by seeing it.

A series of gorgeous magic circles condensed behind him.

The violent magic power tore through the atmosphere, roaring and neighing.

"Even though only two of the three towers remain, the wizard has been defeated several times—"

"But the magic itself."

"Invincible forever!"

"teacher.."

"Xiaoyin.."

"Your Majesty the Tower Lord..."

"why!"

"why!"

Under the dim sky, beside the broken Tower of Babel, a distraught figure roared angrily and desperately.

Tears slid down the corners of his eyes, converging into shallow puddles amidst the ruins of broken walls.

After a long time, he suddenly raised his head.

Looking at the sky with those pale, lifeless eyes, the sunset that was gradually approaching dusk.

"By my immortal four pages—"

"Even if you turn into a bone demon, even if your body is smashed to pieces, even if your soul wanders alone in the world, it will be difficult to fall into reincarnation—"

"I must also drag you, the high sun god, into that dim—"

"In the boundless purgatory!"

.

Innumerable magnificent pictures.

Countless voices and emotions hit Shire's spiritual ocean within a thousandth of an instant.