The Nightmare Canyon is too special and contains too many good things. The human race has mastered the method of entering. If they take out too many things, refine potions, and manufacture various equipment, their strength will increase greatly, which will inevitably affect many aspects. The elves also took this into consideration and sent people to seal off the surroundings, but now it seems that a complete blockade is unrealistic.

Soon, she received a reply saying that the high priest would send someone over soon.

The elf did not send a message. Instead, she leaped to the top of the tree and rushed to the edge of the Nightmare Canyon with a few jumps. She wanted to see what the other party was going to do inside.

The human race is really an amazing race. Goblins, gnomes, dwarves and other races have no way to break the curse of Nightmare Canyon, but the human race can. It's really amazing.

The human race itself is very weak, which is recognized by all races. Some of their individuals are very strong, but overall, ordinary individuals are still not as good as other races. However, this race has a very wonderful plasticity and is very powerful. It is precisely because of this that so many races on the continent are hostile to the human race.

Standing on the treetop, the elf looked down into the canyon.

She didn't dare to go in. She once tried it by putting in only one hand. But once she reached that range, her hand completely lost its function, as if it had been necrotic. But when she took her hand out, it returned to its original state. It was magical.

If you stay in there for too long, your nerves will stop working, your heart will stop beating, and your body will not get enough nutrition, which will lead to necrosis. Even the most powerful masters cannot avoid the fate of physical death.

The canyon has an unobstructed view, but you can't see everything because the trees are too tall and block a lot of vision!

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Entering from underground is indeed a good idea. The wizard tower dives down to a depth of one thousand meters, and then moves forward in the direction towards the defense line of Nightmare Canyon. After advancing more than one hundred kilometers, it returns to the ground.

At this time, Alan noticed that there was no such magical fluctuation underground.

When the wizard tower rose until it was about two hundred meters away from the ground, the magical wave enveloped the wizard tower.

He knew that his direction was correct, and that kind of fluctuation basically covered the entire Nightmare Canyon in all aspects.

On the wizard tower, the magic pattern that interferes with the waves began to work, resisting the invasion of waves from outside.

When Alan saw this, he thought to himself, it is really good to have an alchemist, so that he does not have to be afraid of being targeted in various ways.

The wizard tower rose slowly, and soon it touched the roots of the plants. Then the wizard tower broke out of the ground, overturning a large tree in the process.

The plants in the Nightmare Canyon were so dense that there was no open space at all. When the wizard tower broke out of the ground, it occupied a large area, and the trees were squeezed in all directions.

Alan just took a glance, and then with his eyes shining, he released magic hands. These magic hands were terribly large, and there seemed to be other weapons in their hands. After a few waves, the big trees that were squeezed away broke from the roots and were then caught by the big hands.

After a slight trim, it was placed on the first floor of the wizard's tower.

These are all good materials, hemlock, silver fir, and thousand-year-old cedar. These are all good materials, one piece is worth hundreds of thousands of gold coins.

Even though he owes so much, if it were all materials that are thousands of years old, then he could pay off all his debts by just lying down.

This is the biggest reason why he chose Nightmare Canyon, he can make money quickly here.

He had just been promoted to level seven and needed to go back to consolidate his knowledge. The witchcraft model required meditation, the meditation method needed to be improved, and all kinds of things needed to be done. He had no time to think about the affairs of the Wizard Tower, let alone his own competition to become the president of the Watsonburg Glorious Wizard Union.

There were too many things to do, and he had to solve them all at once.

At this moment, he felt a pair of gazes looking at him from the edge of the distant high ground.

I made too much noise here and was eventually discovered.

What if he was discovered? He had already run so far in. Unless he used all his strength, he would not be able to get here. Even if the other party tried his best to use all his strength, how many times could he use it?

At the seventh level, no matter whether it is a warrior or a fighter, the damage range will not exceed thirty kilometers. This is determined by the upper limit of mental strength. The ordinary seventh-level wizard can even reach less than ten kilometers.

This distance is already exaggerated. Standing in the human territory, it can almost cover a medium-sized or larger city.

He thought for a moment and then sent a message to the two of them, "We're here. You two go find herbs while I collect wood here. Your wizard tower has integrated spatial capabilities and can hold a lot of things. It looks like I can pay off all my debts in one go this time."

Alan was so high-spirited that he felt his hair was about to fly.

Standing on the twelfth floor, the two looked outside and couldn't wait. There were medicinal herbs here, but not many, because the big trees above had already taken up all the sunlight, and there were not many medicinal herbs that needed sunlight.

But on the contrary, there are medicinal herbs that do not need sunlight at the bottom, and they are of sufficient age and in considerable quantities.

They have just scanned them.

Ashley followed Dolai. Picking herbs was a necessary skill to learn, and she had mastered them all. So, after Alan sent the message, she and Dolai looked at each other, and then the two of them went to pick herbs separately.

"Be careful and don't be stingy with your magic power." Dolai called out, and his figure flashed and disappeared on the spot.

At the same time, Alan sensed that a little bit of the magic power of the wizard tower had disappeared.

Alan stroked his chin as he collected some wood from the surrounding area.

It's not just about expanding the space, it also has the ability to teleport. If this guy's mental power becomes strong enough to use it to create talismans alone in the future, he will probably have the ability to teleport over short distances.

Teleportation is the witchcraft that consumes the most magic power, no doubt about it. Witchcraft and teleportation of the same level are just dwarfed by each other, and the consumption is simply not in the same league.

The Glory Wizard Alliance has its own teleportation formation, so he knows all this.

Seeing Dolai and Ashe go out, Alan was relieved. He stood on the wizard tower, flew in the air, and cut down the surrounding trees with all his strength.

Alan now transformed into a tree-cutting master, flattening the trees in all directions with the wizard tower as the center.

Trees that are over a hundred years old are very hard, and any tree that is over a thousand years old is as hard as gold and iron. This is why high-level wizard towers require very good wood, because it is strong, durable, and compatible with the elements.

These are spiritual materials, which contain abundant magical power.

Cutting down trees is not easy. Although Alan did not look strenuous, he actually used all his strength when cutting down trees, especially the fir and pine trees, which were too hard and tough. In the end, he had to take out his staff to increase their strength and activate his wizard robe to increase his magic power at the same time.

He had cut with all his might.

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Dolai fell into the forest at this time, walking in the woods, just like taking a leisurely stroll in the garden. Soon, he saw a group of fungi growing together. They grew on a fallen and rotten tree trunk, and each fungus was as big as a human head.