Uncle, I am not an ordinary office worker.

Roy was about to quickly search his mind for all the collectibles related to the Witch King's Tower when he suddenly choked.

Do you even need to search for this? That thing is so famous!

"The Sorcerer King's horn."

The scarlet light grew brighter, instantly engulfing the entire hospital.

PS: My birthday is in three days.

Today 1999 sent me a message saying I got the test qualification. Great! They also started the third test on April 4, which is the same day as my birthday. I am looking forward to the English dubbing of 14. It is a rare mobile game with English dubbing and it has a good plot. I heard that the plot is very good. I will try it when the time comes.

Volume 1: Chapter 207: Exiled City of Heisen

There is no one who will not be shocked by the scene before them.

When Roy opened his eyes, what he saw was no longer the empty hospital, but an unknown sky shrouded in scarlet.

The air was filled with a rotten smell, as if the door of a basement that had not been cleaned for a long time was suddenly opened. Countless dust and wood chips flew up with the incoming air, floating in the air, like tiny, invisible mosquitoes, or the numbing smoke on the battlefield.

Under the blood-red sky, as far as Roy could see, a gloomy tower stood in a city under construction. As dusk fell, the blood-red sky seemed to solidify into a flowing liquid, giving this Leitanian-style building a strange glow, like the entrance to a dark world, attracting every innocent person who casts his eyes on it, and leading evil and blasphemy to the mortal world. And around it, at the end of the city, thick scarlet fog filled every corner, making it impossible to see what the space outside the boundary looks like.

"This is the Witch King's tower."

A heavy female voice rang in Roy's ears, describing the origin of the tower in front of him. Roy turned his head and saw the queen in a lavender dress with a serious and solemn expression, staring at the majestic tower that rose to the clouds in the distance, with its spire no longer visible. Her voice, which was always calm, was filled with a bit of trepidation.

“We always thought that his ambitions had not yet been realized, but we all underestimated him. The Witch King, his magic attainments have reached a level that we can hardly imagine. He has extended his tower (tentacles) into a whole new dimension.”

Roy was startled. He did not question the Queen's words. She was the one who had actually climbed the Witch King's Tower. She had the most say on whether the building that could almost be called a castle could still be called a tower. Moreover, if Roy was not mistaken, the thing that pulled them into this strange space was the negative collection that appeared in the hospital for some reason and was activated for some reason - [Witch King's Spiral Horn].

Space, the word does sound a bit mysterious, but it was not the first time that Roy had seen space-related spells or powers on Terra. Whether it was Ya's Mirror Flowers and Water Moons, Xi's World in a Painting, or the seemingly lower-grade operation of the Sarkaz lich opening up a space crack to preserve the life box, it showed that on Terra, the development and utilization of [space] had long exceeded the imagination of ordinary people.

I just didn't expect that the Witch King was also proficient in spells in the field of space.

"This also explains why he was able to clear out all the residents of the city overnight, leaving no trace except the smell of blood."

Roy thought about it and glanced at the Queen. Seeing that she looked thoughtful, she probably thought of something similar.

Originally, they thought that the reason why there was a bloody smell in the empty scene was because the Witch King had used some method to completely crush the victims and their bodies, but now it seems that they were probably just dragged into the city, and the faint smell of blood was just the leakage and remnant of the bloody smell that permeated the city.

The key point was clear, but the most critical issue was not here. Roy subconsciously turned his head and looked at the lady beside him who had defeated the Witch King, and asked:

"It seems that we are trapped in a trap. Do you have any way to get out?"

"Yes." The Queen nodded, paused, and then changed her words, "But not completely."

Roy almost cursed out loud, stared at the queen's face with wide eyes, and reached out to press the sword at his waist.

Otherwise, why do people from Terra say things that make people anxious? The more important they are, the more they are like this. It's already this time, is the Witch King a good person? You are already trapped, and you still have to use this riddle method to let me guess the answer?

Roy would say that instead of hiding it like this, it would be better for you to really be omniscient and announce the answer directly, which would better reflect your ease.

Otherwise, buddy, you were pulled in with all your equipment this time, and you don’t have the support of the Queen’s Voice, so I’ll teach you a lesson!

Perhaps realizing that her casual joke to ease the atmosphere had the opposite effect, the Queen explained directly this time:

"Like I just said, the purpose of the Witch King building Violet City is to create a super magic fortress with five high towers. Since it is a magic fortress, there must be a magic unit. In order to maintain this space independent of reality and expand it to an area the size of a city, the core of this magic unit must be so huge that it cannot be concealed at all."

"In other words, the answer doesn't even require any thought. Anyone who has a little knowledge of Originium can come to the conclusion that the key to breaking through this space and leaving is in the Witch King's Tower in the center of the city."

The broken walls of the tower and the traces of vicissitudes of time silently tell of its former glory and honor. In Leithania when the Witch King had just become emperor, it was a supreme honor to have a tower that symbolizes it standing in one's own city. However, after the ascension, it began to become strange and elusive, and no one was allowed to approach it. Even though there were no living people living in it, one could still feel a sight shooting out from the top of the tower, sweeping across the entire city.

After the death of its owner, the tower in the scarlet space has become a source of powerful magic. This magic lingers in every corner of the tower, forming a strange force field. Whenever night falls, the black vines wrapped around the tower seem to have life, twisting and wiggling, imprisoning the tower tightly.

The door of the tower was ajar, and the interior was pitch black. The silent corridor was winding, and a faint light could be seen at the end. One could not help but suspect that it was another mysterious magical power created by the Witch King that had never appeared in the world. After he left, it began to gather out of control, lurking in the shadows, waiting for an opportunity to spread its master's madness and disorder to the whole world.

Roy walked in the city. The city under construction seemed to be fighting silently. The sounds of construction and the echoes of hammers were trying to dispel the terrifying atmosphere of the gloomy castle. However, Roy did not see any active residents. The sound of construction always kept a certain distance from Roy, and he could not see the figure no matter how hard he chased. The blood-red sky seemed to have become an insurmountable magic barrier, isolating the tower from the city, the city from outsiders, and making the city unable to get rid of this evil breath.

In order to ease the depressing atmosphere, Roy took the initiative to ask: "What is the name of the city that was exiled here by the witch king's spell?"

The Queen's tense body relaxed a little after hearing this, as if she had found an outlet to vent her feelings. Without any pretense or reserve, she replied:

"It is the domain of a great duke, a prosperous city. We call it Hesse."

Volume 1: Chapter 208: Three Remaining

Abandoned Land, Hessen. Top of the tower.

The warlock in tattered robes sat silently on his throne, with no light in his eyes anymore.

Not far in front of him, a magic circle that was so huge that it almost filled the entire space was struggling to release a faint blue light, but without the support of the caster, the faint light of the magic circle could only become weaker and weaker, and finally slowly disappeared.

The whole room suddenly darkened, and the entire tower also fell silent. The knights and guards who had suddenly changed into puppets or monsters since entering the room were like puppets without their operators, standing there blankly, with pale faces and dull expressions.

Teutonic wiped the blood off his face, the pain made him grimace and breathe heavily. While being on guard against the mutants who had stopped attacking coming back to life, he raised his hand and barely used the damaged staff to release the simplest fire spell.

The scorching fireball flew towards the already broken sorcerer on the throne without any obstruction and easily ignited the sorcerer's clothes and body. The flames emitted an unpleasant smell of grease and a hair-raising crackling sound. The sorcerer, who had lost his spirit, did not put up any resistance, but Teutonic did not dare to relax at all. It was not until he was completely reduced to ashes that he finally breathed a sigh of relief and put his heart, which had been raised in his throat, back into his stomach.

"We won!"

He couldn't help but be moved.

After he was forcibly dragged into this strange scarlet space, he was separated from Roy and the Queen. But in terms of his mastery of Originium skills and his understanding of Leitania, he was not much weaker than the Queen, and he easily discovered the abnormality of the city.

Combining the investigations of his entourage and the members of his personal guard who were involved in this situation, although it was extremely unbelievable, he quickly confirmed this fact - this city under construction was undoubtedly the cursed city of Hessen, where all life had been wiped out by the Witch King like an eraser.

The Heisen in the real world still exists. Now, residents have moved in and the city has regained its vitality. Therefore, a more accurate description of this place is that it is a one-to-one replica of the Heisen city located in a small area maintained by a large space spell.

Now that he understood where he was, as an outstanding master of Originium, it was easy for him to see through the support points of the city's spells. Between looking for the Queen and Roy first, or going to the tower first, destroying the support points, and finding a way to return to reality, he resolutely chose the latter.

Roy and the Queen were both smart people. Even if Roy didn't know much about Leitania, the Queen would definitely be able to see the real situation of the city and find the tower, which was the key to escape. In this case, instead of looking for them, it would be better to go directly to the tower. We would always meet them on the way.

Moreover, the Teutonic Elector also had some selfish motives.

If he found the exit first, it would mean that he had the initiative in the Witch King's Secret Realm. At that time, not to mention whether the Queen could leave would be in his hands, even if he let the Queen leave openly, he could still gain a huge favor from her!

In the political arena, personal connections are capital, and the largest kind of capital.

As for Roy, the people of Casimir always ignored Originium skills. In the old days, the knights of Casimir even felt ashamed to use Originium skills. Roy's spell to counter mind reading was taught by the Queen. His level of Originium skills was naturally not that high, so there was no need to worry that he would leave the cage before him. When the time came, he would still have to rely on himself.

In the mind of a smart man like Teutonic, danger naturally means opportunity. Although this encounter with danger was unexpected, it also gave him a God-given opportunity, allowing him to achieve the two major goals of gaining the favor of the Queen and winning over the Helmetless Alliance at one stroke. It was like killing two birds with one stone, and everyone was happy...

"I certainly can't say those happy words now."

There was no response from his side. The Elector forced himself to take heavy steps, stretched out his hand, and pressed the shoulder of the guard who was standing not far away and was so quiet that it seemed almost deathly silent.

The guards did not react at all. Their faces were as pale as paper. Their once resolute pupils were now reduced to rolled-up whites. Under the torn masks, a pair of dark purple lips were tightly closed, and their chests no longer rose and fell.

The horror of the tower exceeded his expectations. Even though he was followed by his most elite guards and even though he had made every possible preparation, when he officially stepped into the room, more than half of his guards were deprived of all self-awareness in an instant and drew their swords on their companions without warning.

The instigator of all this, the sorcerer who claimed to be the descendant of the Witch King, who was dressed in tattered robes and whose age was unknown, had been reduced to ashes, and the lives of the knights of the guards had not been restored. All this seemed to remind Teutonic that this was not an illusion, and the price he paid was too high.

The soldier's figure began to fade slowly, as if being swallowed and assimilated by the red mist in the air. Teutonic was forced to let go of his hand, and watched the guard he had selected and trained in front of him, and mourned from the bottom of his heart:

"May you remain in peace, Friedrich."

Only when his figure completely faded away, becoming a part of the city that could be heard but not seen, did he turn around and walk to the deepest part of the room.

With a wave of his hand, he dispersed the remaining dust on the throne and picked up the books placed on the throne.

Just now, when he and his personal guards were fighting a desperate battle with the robed warlock, the warlock held this book of magic and released that strange spell, transforming nearly half of his personal guards into his puppets.

If it weren't for the last warrior beside him, Friedrich, who realized that something was wrong and resolutely stood in front of him with a shield, the person being mourned at this moment would have been him, the great Elector Emperor.

This book must contain some secrets of the Witch-King.

Teutonic held the cowhide cover and chose not to open it hastily. He was a knowledgeable man who knew some of the secrets of Terra. Some of them, just knowing the knowledge about him, would attract its attention and be contaminated, causing a series of chain reactions. He would not easily read the book himself before confirming that it was safe.

"There are five towers that the Witch King wants to build in Violet City. If this strange Black Forest City corresponds to Violet City, then there are also five towers here."

"This is the first one. There are four more."

He stood on the top of the tower and looked out through the observation deck. Four other towering towers were looming in the scarlet mist.

Suddenly, a golden light came from another tall tower, shattered the wall directly and shot up into the sky.

Teutonic was stunned for a second, then the corners of his mouth raised a faint arc: "It seems that there are three left."

Volume 1: Chapter 209: You are actually a master of space?

"Be careful. Although we didn't encounter any traps along the way, this is the interior of the Witch King's tower after all. No one can tell whether he has set up any tricks."

Standing outside the gate on the top floor of the tower, the Queen panted and spoke. She had been tense all the way and was a little tired now, but her current position did not allow her to stop and rest. She could only continue to concentrate and reminded Roy beside her.

"I understand."

As Roy spoke, he ignored the Queen's puzzled look, took out a thick straw raincoat out of thin air, and handed it to the Queen beside him.

He still believed in the Queen's experience. If the people or things in this last room were really related to the Witch King, then the Queen, who had personally defeated the Witch King, must have a full say. He did not intend to leave any room for maneuver. As soon as he sensed danger, he would immediately use any available modules and collections to ensure absolute safety.

However, the narrow environment of the tower is obviously different from the open area of ​​the Baibo River Plain on the Wuka border. It does not support the use of large-scale lethal modules such as [Stella! ], and if you are not careful, you will be blown up, and even Zhongyue will not be able to save you. In this space, there is only thick red fog above the sky, and no sun, which means that the artifact of the Holy Sword of the Sun will be directly banned.

In order to bring out the power of the modules that can be effective in this space, including the [Last Knight] module, [Power of Bounty Hunter A] module, and the Heavy Mountain module, Roy's best choice is a melee weapon. It's not that he can't use the [Alien] module for long-range output, but the current strength of the [Alien] is really not up to par compared to the other warlock present.

So, Roy escaped from the scale-catching cape and handed himself over to the queen beside him.

"Here, ma'am, this is a scale-catching cape. With it, you will be able to dodge any ranged attack aimed at you."

"Catch... catch scaled mullet?"

Perhaps because she was used to it, or because Roy was not a Leitanian, the Queen did not care at all about Roy's slightly disrespectful address. Instead, she took the thick raincoat from Roy's hand with a puzzled look on her face.

He had seen the scale-catching cape before. Although Iberia had become a country with a medium to lower influence on Terra, their ancestors had been rich. Before the Great Silence, they had even made a feat of driving a fleet across half the land to attack Leitania. Because of this historical origin, Leitania had never stopped studying the history and customs of Iberia before the Great Silence.

This simple handmade waterproof clothing that the old Iberians wore when they went out to sea to fish for scales was similar to the raincoat of Yan Country to a certain extent. But it was lighter and more suitable for dealing with the ever-changing weather at sea. But in any case, this ancient clothing could only be regarded as "the crystallization of human wisdom" and had nothing to do with what Roy said about "avoiding long-range attacks."

Besides, where did Roy just take out this raincoat from?

This is obviously not a small item that can be put in a coat or trouser pocket. Where does he usually keep such a heavy piece of clothing that is as tall as a person?

Perhaps noticing the slightly confused and suspicious expression on the Queen's face, Roy coughed lightly and explained briefly:

"The operating principle of this scale-catching cape is very complicated and cannot be explained in a short time. You just need to know that as long as you wear it as a warlock, any ranged attack directed at you will be automatically redirected to other places and will not hit you."

Any ranged attacks will be automatically redirected somewhere else?

The Queen was shocked as she picked out the key points from Roy's words.

What is the principle behind this? Is it the application of wind magic? Or is it some type of defensive magic?

No, wind spells are also a type of spell, and can be considered long-range attacks. According to Roy, they will also be affected and deflected. Defensive spells are even more impossible. Defense has an upper limit, and it is basically resisted after the attack arrives. I have never heard of directly deflecting the attack destination.

To put it simply, this is more like a space Originium technique. By folding and stretching the space around the clothes to a certain extent, the attacking spells fly along the original trajectory but cannot hit. It's like a train that has been changed and is heading in another direction.

But even the Queen of Leitania, she had no confidence in being able to cast a spell of this level. It was not just a matter of strength, but more importantly, this kind of ingenious idea, and how to make the Originium technique into a magic circle, and permanently preserve it on a simple piece of clothing!

This feeling is similar to the altar spell of the Sarkaz!

But that is to say...

Born in Casimir, Roy, who seemed to know nothing about Originium techniques, turned out to be a master of space-based Originium techniques! ?

The Queen could hardly believe the conclusion in her mind, but all the deductions were so complete that there was no other possibility. She could not even doubt that the scale-catching raincoat was obtained from somewhere else, because from the ease with which Roy took out the scale-catching raincoat out of thin air, his identity as a master of space magic was already confirmed!

This is an unknown space created by the Witch King, and there are no outsiders here.

She looked at Roy deeply, with indescribable complex emotions in her eyes, including admiration, lamentation, and even a bit of envy. She opened her mouth and said after a while:

"I'm becoming more and more interested in you. I have a lot of questions for you when we get out of here."

"Want to play another quiz game?" Roy asked with a smile.

The Queen was slightly startled, and then, as if some psychological burden had been lifted off her shoulders, she answered cheerfully:

"Of course, if you want, I'm always here to accompany you on the Queen's Voice."

After saying that, she put on the thick dark blue straw raincoat, smelling the faint fishy smell of the sea, and reached out her hand, and together with Roy, she pressed the door of the last room.

"Next, let's just survive and get out of here first."

The door was pushed open by two people.

A horrifying roar suddenly came from the room.

Without hesitation, the Queen raised her hand, and the ring on her knuckles shone brightly. A series of shining spears of light condensed in the air and pierced towards the center of the room. Roy clenched his left fist and held the sword in his right hand. He activated [The Last Knight], and the Great Wilderness Starfall made him soar into the air. The rising light dragged out a long tail flame, filling the entire room, and then burst out from the terrace. He walked in the air, his feet were full of light, and in the blink of an eye, with a speed faster than lightning...

He went up and punched him twice.

"........"

The descendants of the Witch King passed away peacefully.

Volume 1: Chapter 210: To fight against natural disasters, I will become a natural disaster

"I said... that..."

Looking at the tower warlock who was pinned to the ground and almost out of breath, the Queen's expression was a little bit reluctant for a moment.

It's not that I feel sympathy for the enemy because of a saintly heart. As a wizard who is extremely confident in his magic and proud of it, I feel deeply sad when I see another powerful warlock being hit by a warrior in close combat. Not only is his hood pulled off, but several of his teeth were knocked out. His face was hit and he was almost swollen to the point of being extremely ugly in the camel world.