Chapter 578 The Thief and the Fog Man
Meanwhile, Nephrite.
adjudicatory tribunal.
The most central building.
Dawn Corridor.
The passages in this corridor are more complicated than a maze. Every hundred meters in the center of the corridor, there is a slender, gorgeous, but dark-toned pillar.
On top of each of these pillars is a spherical fire cage the size of a human head. The white flames gently lick the edges of the fire cage, as if they are fully capable of breaking free from the constraints of the fire cage, but are still willing to be imprisoned by it.
The pale light made the already dark building even more terrifying.
The architectural style of this corridor remains unchanged, and walking inside gives you a sense of helplessness as if you are repeating the past.
If there is no one to show the way, those who stray into it will be lost forever, and even death cannot end it.
The soul will linger there forever, becoming another wisp of smoke in this corridor of dawn.
Every day, an adjudicator wearing a black robe and walking barefoot in the Dawn Corridor would be responsible for receiving and conveying the will of the Lord of the Court of Arbitration.
At this moment, a white flame on a pillar surged, and the white flames penetrated the black fire cage like several arms reaching toward the sky in prayer.
The man in black robe who was walking in the corridor stopped immediately when he saw this scene, knelt down, folded his hands in front of his knees, and pressed his forehead against the back of his hands.
"Master." He said respectfully.
"Have you found it?" Flim's low voice sounded.
"Not yet. The person who sneaked into the Palace of Eternal Night was very cunning. After stealing the Red Sea Tree source to be used in the coronation ceremony, he did not flee. Instead, he went to the palace and directly took half of Alexandra's blood. If we had not made Alexandra's heart coexist with the Red Sea Tree to prevent her accidental death, he would probably..."
"This person must be a level three wizard. Investigate all level three wizards who have recently entered the Evernight Empire."
"yes!"
"He stole the tree source and took the blood of the Eternal Night Royal Family..."
During the intervals between the words of the Chief Judge of the Court of Arbitration, the man in black robe remained in the kneeling position.
"...At this time, Justin, the only heir of the Black Sea Tree Source, suddenly appeared and asked a first-level wizard to treat him? Justin's memory did not contain any information related to the Black Sea Tree Source. It was obvious that he had already taken out his memory before coming.
Did he think the wind demon would kill him? Or had he guessed that I would appear through the large-scale investigation of the eye of the storm?
"Both tree sources have problems at the same time. Could it be that the rebels are still unwilling to give up? Do they have to destroy the world to be satisfied?"
The black-robed man lying on the ground quietly listened to Flim's thoughts. He did not deliberately remember the content of these words.
Even if one reaches the fourth level wizard, he is not omniscient, and may even have more questions as he comes into contact with more secrets of this world.
The man in black robes is never interested in the questions of those in higher positions, as that would only make his life extremely painful and his death extremely miserable.
After a while, the sound of the light source stabilized again.
"Send someone to the entrance of No Man's Land. The person who stole the Red Sea Tree Source will definitely go there next. We must stop them outside."
"Yes!" The black-robed man paused for a moment, "Master, the new ruling has been issued, and the number of people is a bit too large. We may not have enough manpower."
The list on the judgment order can only be viewed by the wizards of the Judgment Court, and the execution of the judgment is time-limited. If a large number of wizards of the Judgment Court are sent to guard the entrance to the Borderlands, the execution of the judgment order will be affected.
The light source was silent for a moment, and finally said: "I will execute this ruling."
The man in black robe was shocked and leaned forward again, wishing he could press his head into the ground, "Yes!"
…
Borderlands, Rhine Lake, Pure Spirit Wizard Tower.
Thor was walking down a dark stairwell.
"Maybe I should follow my mentor's example and get a row of white candles?"
Butler Hope followed behind him, "The pipes in the wall have been developed. If you need, I can complete the installation of the candlesticks at any time."
"I'm not really a fan of those arms and mouths running around in the wizard tower."
"If you need, you can naturally confine them to the second underground floor. But with all due respect, there will definitely be more people entering your wizard tower in the future. It would be more convenient to install some monitoring facilities in the wizard tower."
Thor pressed his hand against the grainy wall and said, "I don't intend to develop the Wizard Tower into a pseudo-academy organization like the Mentor.
But you're right, even if it's just to treat the pollution, there will be more wizards like Justin coming in. If we can't control their actions, it will be too troublesome and dangerous.
Just do as you say. Free your mouth first, and then keep your eyes on the basement and the third floor."
After all, Saul chose the same management style as Gorza.
"By the way, I once saw some mist-like figures in my mentor's wizard tower. Hope, do you know what those are?"
Hope bowed slightly, "Master, those misty people are a byproduct of the wizard tower. It is both a means of protection and a warning measure.
When the number of vengeful spirits in the wizard tower increases, most of them will be absorbed by the pipeline. However, a small amount of remnants will be left behind. These remnants are attached with the obsessions of the vengeful spirits. They cannot communicate, but will instinctively tend to places where abnormal magic and mental fluctuations appear.
You can check the distribution of these foggy people on the second underground floor. By the density of their distribution, you can determine where there are abnormalities. "
"You are more experienced than me in this area. In the past, it was you who checked the distribution of these mist-like people?"
"Yes, sir."
Thor now feels more and more that the steward of the wizard tower is very powerful.
Not only is he responsible for the daily life of every living person, he also has to control the movements of every dead person.
Looking at the butler's humble yet elegant attitude, Thor was somewhat impressed.
No wonder he could become the supreme steward of the wizard tower.
At the same time, he remembered that he had entered the cursed crack in the second warehouse and saw that the roof of the warehouse was covered with mist-like people.
At first glance, the number is almost hundreds.
If there were so many mist-like people in the second warehouse, how many were there in the entire wizard tower? How many ordinary people and apprentices would have to die to form such a large number of mist-like people in the wizard tower? He was shocked and curious, "How many mist-like people in one place represent abnormality?"
"If there are no abnormal fluctuations in a room, there may be only two or three mist-like people in it. If the number of mist-like people exceeds 10, it means that someone is using level 1 or 2 witchcraft or conducting experiments of the same level. If there are more than 30, it means that someone is using level 3 witchcraft or conducting uncontrollable experiments. Because witchcraft above level 3 may cause damage to the Wizard Tower itself, we prohibit the use of destructive witchcraft of level 3 or above in the Wizard Tower."
Thor was a little confused when he heard the butler's answer.
He asked hesitantly, "What if there are nearly a hundred foggy people in a room?"
This time it was the butler who hesitated, "Perhaps only a large-scale experiment conducted by the tower master himself would have such an effect?"
Thor was silent. It seemed that there were always nearly a hundred fog-like people wandering around his second warehouse.
But it wasn't like he was conducting dangerous experiments every time he hid in the crack to observe.
Is it because the items stored in the second warehouse are very dangerous? Or is it because there are surveillance cameras and mezzanine partitions around it, which makes these mist-like people linger all year round? However, the housekeeper who is responsible for monitoring the mist-like people did not mention this.
"Can you also monitor the second warehouse on weekdays?"
"The second warehouse has a mezzanine partition. Normally, only the tower master can monitor it, and only the tower master can enter and exit at will without going through the bronze gate."
"No wonder..." Thor looked back at the butler and found that he didn't seem curious about what was in the second warehouse.
Suddenly, the butler's left eye exploded.
The explosion turned the entire left half of his face into a hole.
Immediately, tiny sparks automatically ignited on his face and spread rapidly, about to burn his entire head.
Without hesitation, Thor immediately transformed one of his hands into a gray translucent tentacle and covered the butler's head.
Those tiny sparks were immediately sucked into Thor's tentacles, and quickly extinguished, turning into some tiny black ashes.
The butler's body shook, and in the blink of an eye a new head grew out.
"Master Tower Master, there is some bad news." The butler's new head spoke.
Thor's face darkened. "I know. Justin is dead."
(End of this chapter)
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