For a story to happen, first of all, there must be a place.

Du Ze looked around. He was sitting in a moving carriage. Whether it was the flying horses pulling the carriage or the exquisite and luxurious carriage, everything depicted the high-end and classy style of the carriage. The interior of the carriage was covered with expensive velvet, and every detail was carved with beautiful patterns. Its only shortcoming was that it was too small, with only enough space for two adults to sit face to face.

Now that we have the location where the story takes place, the next thing to consider are the characters.

There were three people in the narrow carriage: the silly reader was sitting on the right side of the carriage holding the little protagonist, and opposite them, the blond-haired and blue-eyed enemy was sitting upright.

...What a devastating scene.

At this moment, Du Ze was extremely glad that he was a paraplegic. This way, even if Eric in the other room stared at him, he could maintain his cold and noble image; even if Xiu, who was sitting on his lap, had his anger bar growing at a speed visible to the naked eye, he could remain motionless... in...

No matter who you are, please exchange with me!

The atmosphere inside the carriage was almost as depressing as a vacuum, and there was an eerie tranquility as if in the eye of a storm. A certain silly and cute creature was trembling and trembling, trying to reduce his presence. The most terrifying thing was not that he had become the target of a confrontation between the cute master and his old enemy, but that he was holding a doujinshi of the two protagonists mentioned above.

Doujinshi: Don't you want to have some fun~

Du Ze silently blocked the brainwaves sent by a certain evil book and glanced at Xiu and Eric. A pair of old enemies sat in the narrow carriage - the location was there, the characters were there, and even the reason for the story was there. As the "reason", the poor reader Sen Sen felt that what was about to happen was an "accident" rather than a "story".

Why did this unscientific and unmagical scene occur? The story begins when they entered the Celestial Tribe dungeon.

After passing through the light gate, the blue sky and dense white clouds were within reach. Du Ze had to squint slightly. The view was too bright. All he could see were pure golden-white buildings, huge but delicately structured. If he looked closely, he would find that the buildings were actually pure white, but due to the rendering of the light, they showed a light golden hue. Whether it was the blue sky and white clouds around him, or the familiar Baroque-style buildings, they all indicated that this should be the city in the sky that he had been to before. Compared to the last time he saw it, the city in the sky in front of him was even more magnificent and splendid, as if declaring that it was the center of the world.

"Are all the people living here blind?" Enoch pulled down the goggles on his head to cover his eyes and shouted, "This light element is so concentrated that it can be used as a dazzling spell!"

Du Ze waved his hands in the air. Even though he was an earthling with no magic foundation, he could feel that he was surrounded by almost substantial light elements. At this moment, five golden-white feathers fell from the sky. They were woven from light and landed in front of Xiu. Except for Xiu, no one else could touch those light feathers. They just followed Xiu lightly and stuck to Xiu when they found a gap. The cute feeling made Du Ze feel that they were trying hard to cosplay themselves into the gorgeous decorations on the cute master's clothes.

This is a typical opening of the God Tower. People still don't know the purpose of the feather of light, so they start to ask around as usual. After walking a few steps, they met a female celestial. Old John approached to talk to her, but the female celestial was indifferent until she caught a glimpse of Xiu - or more precisely, the golden and white feathers on Xiu - and her attitude immediately changed 180 degrees.

"Your Excellency, the Governor will be leaving soon. You'd better hurry over."

The female celestial was very respectful to the cultivators, and answered almost every question they asked, but the intelligence she had was pitifully small. Based on what the female celestial said, Du Ze sorted out the general settings of the celestial dungeon: Mengzhu is now a patrol officer of the celestial, and must follow a governor NPC to tour the Chaos Continent to improve his qualifications until he becomes the next governor. It sounds like a simple escort mission, but Du Ze, who knows the nature of the divine tower, can already foresee how dedicated the governor will be as a MT, and will definitely attract a lot of hatred, set up a lot of flags, and die a lot during the tour.

Governor (full taunt): Come on, shoot me!

Others (me): Increase the Governor's health, he has no shield!

…That’s how it feels.

The female celestials brought Du Ze and Xiu to the gate of the sky city. There were many carriages parked at the gate. Anyone who came here would first notice the carriage in the center, because it was so eye-catching. Not to mention how luxurious its carriage was, the creature pulling the carriage alone made a stupid tiger body tremble - it turned out to be a giant dragon.

It is not a sub-dragon or a fake dragon, but a real dragon. This is simply unimaginable. The dragons are very powerful. Even if they sign a dragon rider contract with other races, the dragons are still the dominant ones. No one dares to regard the dragons as mounts, and letting the dragons pull carts is even more absurd, because this is simply treating the dragons as animals.

The white dragon lay there quietly, and there seemed to be no signs of dissatisfaction or coercion. Du Ze could only sigh at the Celestial Clan bunker set up by the God Tower. He shifted his sights and looked at the carriage group. The carriage group was mainly divided into three columns: the first column was surrounded by Celestial Clan chariots, and the center was a small carriage pulled by six flying horses; the second column was the core of the carriage group, and its center was the local tyrant carriage, which was also surrounded by a large number of chariots; the last column had no center, and it was composed of two rows of freight carriages, one black and one white. Those carriages had no windows and were sealed very tightly, so it was impossible to see what was inside.

Du Ze's sights had just fallen on the last carriage when another group of people went around the carriage group from the opposite side and met them face to face.

Du Ze: ...

build:……

Eric: ...

The world fell into a strange silence. Du Ze pointed his finger at the equally stunned Son of God across from him, and his heart twisted into Monk's scream.

A wild enemy has appeared! =口=

When enemies meet, their eyes turn red. Except for Enoch, the fool, who was still trying to say hello, the moment the cute master saw the wild enemy appear, he threw out the Pokémon... No, Xiu sent out Old John at that moment. Old John's figure flashed, and in the blink of an eye, he attacked Eric.

"Holy——"

A middle-aged man with slicked-back hair next to Eric tried to stop him. From the small golden dragon wings on his back, it could be inferred that he was the golden dragon that Eric had contracted. But Old John, who had changed into a new body, already had the power of a false god. The middle-aged man, who was the incarnation of the golden dragon, had just recited the dragon language magic halfway when Old John had already clamped his hand on Eric's neck.

“——Light!”

"……oops?"

The voice of Old John was slightly tinged with surprise, and the Golden Dragon was also stunned. Just now, Old John's hand penetrated Eric's body and caught nothing, and the Golden Dragon's dragon language magic also passed through Old John and shattered the marble pillars in the distance - both sides were like phantoms to each other. It was a bit like the situation in the circular hall, but there were many differences. In the circular hall, different teams were in different spaces, and even if they could see each other, they could not contact or communicate. Judging from the situation just now, they could hear each other's voices, so they should be in the same space, and the divine tower was just prohibiting them from attacking each other.

The Tianzu copy can apply for the Nobel Prize.

Old John took his hand back under the sharp gaze of the middle-aged man, smiling as if he had done something harmless. Eric seemed to react at this time, his eyes passed Old John, lingered between Xiu and Du Ze for a while, and finally stared at Du Ze, hesitant to speak.

"God's envoy..."

Du Ze looked at Eric, and a sense of strangeness and incongruity came to his mind. The handsome young man with blond hair and blue eyes was protected by the middle-aged man. He was wearing a light leather armor, which made him look like an agile professional rather than an armored paladin. Du Ze also saw five light feathers on Eric, which seemed to be the mark of tower climbers in the Celestial Tribe dungeon. His back suddenly sank, but Xiu jumped on his back and grabbed him hard, and Du Ze was bent by the pressure.

"Don't look at him!"

Du Ze heard Xiu speaking loudly on his back, and he didn't know whether the warning was directed at him or Eric. A certain silly cute creature propped up its knees to steady itself, and the cute master pressed heavily on him, making it impossible for him to straighten his back.

"Eric?"

The middle-aged man's somewhat nervous voice came closer along with the sound of crisp footsteps. When Du Ze looked down, a pair of feet appeared and Eric's voice was close at hand.

"My Lord, why do you tolerate this heresy?"

There was a hint of confusion in Eric's voice. It wasn't condemnation, but a sadness that came from being abandoned.

"Of course he will tolerate me." Xiu hugged Du Ze, like a child showing off his parents' love for him to others. "This guy is mine."

"No, the messenger of God doesn't belong to anyone." Eric looked at Xiu with a firm gaze. Looking at someone with such a gaze would make others feel provocative. "You don't deserve to stand beside him."

"Heh." Xiu chuckled: "So... are you worthy?"

Du Ze was almost on his knees. Why did the conversation between the cute master and his old enemy sound so subtle? Enoch was already looking at the three of them with a look of "You are such a mess". This was clearly a world of stallion fiction, how could it be so natural to be corrupt?!

Doujinshi: Basic national conditions.

Just as Eric was about to respond, a loud voice broke the tense and eerie atmosphere.

"Are you going to keep me, the Governor, waiting?"

Everyone looked in the direction of the sound and saw that the curtain of the rich man's carriage was lifted, revealing the legendary governor.

"Damn, the thief's eyes!" Enoch howled, expressing the thoughts of everyone present. Thick light elements crowded around the governor, rendering him dazzling. Even though Du Ze only glanced at the legendary governor, he still wanted to cover his eyes and howl: It really feels like I can level up by killing that guy! This ability to mock others is unmatched!

Because the light was too bright, the Governor was only a blurry outline. Seeing everyone looking away and admitting their mistakes (the fog was thick), the Governor's unhappiness seemed to fade a little. He snorted lightly, and two Celestial Clan guards outside the carriage hurried over and said to Xiu and Eric, "Two inspectors, please get in the carriage quickly."

With this interruption, the tense atmosphere could no longer be suppressed. Moreover, the two teams could not attack each other, and they could not really fight except for talking. Xiu let go of Du Ze, dragged his own stupid child and turned around, leaving Eric behind. Enoch shook his head, said hello to Eric, and trotted after him.

"This is your carriage, Inspector."

The guard respectfully led Xiu to the small carriage pulled by six flying horses. It was so small that three people would feel cramped. Rachel and the others also noticed this. Vera asked, "Where should we sit?"

When talking to his followers, the guards' tone was not so good.

"There is no place for you here. You should wait for the inspector to return in the Sky City."

"What—"

The same exclamations rang out one after another. Du Ze turned his head and found that another guard had also brought Eric over. It was Jin Long who raised the question. Jin Long looked at the small carriage that was clearly only for two inspectors, and said to the guard next to Eric: "I can't let Eric go alone."

"Leon..." Eric seemed to want to say something, but was interrupted by the golden dragon.

"I'm worried, Eric. You are my dragon rider, I must protect you. Especially now that you are——"

The golden dragon Leon suddenly stopped talking and glanced at Xiu with a bit of hostility. Du Ze looked at Leon who was protecting Eric like a cub, and the strange feeling became stronger. Although they were not in the same camp, the words of the golden dragon Leon resonated with the black dragon Mor. Mor stared at Xiu, and his thoughts were self-evident.

"How long do you want me to wait?" The governor's angry voice sounded again: "If you don't get in the car, don't go!"

Xiu raised his hand, like a primary school student who wanted to speak to his teacher, to attract the attention of the Governor.

"He and I must be together." Xiu pulled Du Ze, and the silver-red ring on his finger lightly touched Du Ze's, and circles of silver-gray light bands appeared. Those silver light bands were composed of countless small machines, like a net, tightly weaving Xiu and Du Ze. Du Ze looked at the "chain" and involuntarily remembered the sweet smile that Xiu showed when she tilted her head and leaned her face on his hand.

[I should have done this a long time ago.]

Eric stared at the mechanical light strip in a daze: "You actually did this..."

"No one can let him leave me." Xiu's voice was flat, as if he was stating a truth that everyone knew. "Not even him."

Faced with Xiu's insistence, the tower made concessions, and the governor snorted and acquiesced. Xiu decided to stop while he was ahead, and asked Du Ze to get on the carriage first, and told the others, "Wait here."

Xiu's tone was not heavy, but it made it hard to doubt. Enoch agreed without thinking too much. The demon sisters and Ariel did not dare to go against Xiu. Rachel's Thunder Legion always obeyed Xiu's orders. The remaining Mor and Old John looked at the small carriage. According to past experience, since the God Tower has designated the carriage, there will be no other way to leave the Sky City, even if Mor turns back into a black dragon and follows the carriage group.

The narrow carriage could only accommodate two people. Moore looked at Eric silently, with an expression that he wanted to kill his old enemy to make room. Old John said to Xiu with a smile: "Young master, take me with you." He pointed at Xiu's space ring. "I don't take up space."

Xiu accepted old John's proposal. At this time, Eric came over.

"Eric!"

"Don't worry, Leon." Eric stepped onto the carriage and smiled brightly at the golden dragon. "You can't use force here. I'll be fine."

Du Ze watched Eric enter the carriage and sit opposite him. Xiu then got into the carriage. He glanced at Eric, then sat on Du Ze's lap, and the two sides formed a standoff.

"——He's right to be worried." Xiu looked at the worried Jinlong outside, and smiled, a hint of mockery quickly crossed his face like ripples, and his dimples were filled with sweet and sweet darkness. "Even if weapons are banned here, I can kill you."

Eric showed no emotion. He sat straight as if relaxed, his eyes firm without any wavering or impurities.

"If you can."

"Let's go!"

With the sound of the loud horn, the Pegasus spread its snow-white wings, the white dragon raised its neck, and the huge group of carriages slowly started. Leon watched the first column of carriages pass through the gate of the sky city. He was now shackled in place by an invisible force and could only watch the carriages carrying his dragon rider disappear from his sight.

Leon felt terrified, a terrible premonition lingering in his mind.

——He might never see Eric again.

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Why do you want to see him?

——【Black Box】

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