Outside the black tower, there is a bright light.

The area near Nicholas' Eye has been completely blocked by Cheetahs, Nightingale and other wizard squads directly under the Eastern Parliament.

All wizards were ordered to rest in a fixed mage tower and were not allowed to go out.

The entire mountain city directly entered the stage of the highest security.

In the darkness, countless bright lights flashed, and figures quickly rose from the tops of the wizard towers and finally landed outside the black tower.

Those were thirteen members of the Eastern Parliament.

"What the hell is going on? Why is there such a strong demonic aura here?"

A MP shouted loudly.

A wizard who seemed to be the head of the Black Tower responded in sweat, "Master Eagle, we have arrived just now. We don't know what happened inside. The only thing that is certain is that the demons seem to be doing something... The only entrance to the Black Tower has been blocked, and we can't send anyone in."

The congressman frowned and was somewhat disbelief: "How long hasn't such a ridiculous thing happened in the mountain city? The most important area of ​​the entire city has actually been infiltrated with the demon! And with such a strong demonic aura, they must be planning something..."

"It's not a plan, but has already taken action." Another MP said coldly: "We must have spies among us, otherwise the demons wouldn't know so much about our buildings. A few days ago, I remembered that they caught a sharp-blade demon, and he was locked on the fourth floor. Because there were a lot of things happening recently, the council had not had time to interrogate him."

"Who caught that sharp blade demon?" Lord Eagle asked.

Another MP snorted: "It's Hunter's man. Unfortunately, our Mr. Hunter doesn't seem to show up."

"Hunt is not in the mountain city now," explained an old man wearing a tall wizard hat. "He is busy with the hot spring valley. Fermat, I know you have conflicts with Hunter, but it's better not to be suspicious about this kind of thing."

After hearing the old man's words, Fermat became silent and stopped talking.

"Mr. Tollion, in your opinion, why did the demons find this place?" Eagle asked in confusion: "This black tower itself is made of materials from the Forbidden Demon Field. Even demons will be suppressed by powerful pressure. Many of their evil rituals cannot be used."

"Many, but not all." A trace of anxiety flashed in Tolyan's eyes: "Maybe we have ignored something. The black tower was blocked, and the people inside were probably..."

His voice stopped here. The rest of the people were silent.

After a while, the fourth MP opened his mouth and said:

"Apart from the guards, they are all prisoners anyway. But I guess all the guards inside should have been sacrificed at this time."

"Mr. Tollyan, I suggest taking a strong attack strategy - or directly destroying this black tower for the sake of security."

Tolyan shook his head and said, "Although the cost of rebuilding a black tower is still within our reach, it is probably not that easy to destroy it."

"What's wrong? I remember when I designed the black tower, there was a switch designed to temporarily block the magic ban field?" the congressman said in surprise.

At this moment, a wizard interrupted and said, "Mr. Lei, there is indeed a switch for temporary shielding of the magic ban in the design drawings of the Black Tower - but the problem is that the switch is inside the Black Tower..."

Everyone was speechless.

These members of the parliamentarians are all third-level wizards. They can basically settle any problems they encounter in their daily lives with their own strength. But when they arrived in front of this black tower, they were a little disappointed. After all, the more powerful the level of magic power, the more severe the suppression will be in the forbidden magic field. The members of the Eastern Parliament were not comparable. The cage used to imprison illegal wizards at the beginning would become their own stumbling block.

"What the hell are those demons doing?"

Everyone surrounded the black tower and saw a large number of dark clouds gathering from all directions in the deep night.

These dark clouds entrenched on the top of the tower, forming a hideous human face.

"Damn it!" Tollyan suddenly widened his eyes: "Isn't this the face of Aldera, the ancestor of the demon?"

The wizard group behind them also heard a little riot, obviously very shocked by this sudden face.

The face of the demon ancestor appeared in the important cities in the eastern part of the mountain city Gordon and Marce’s defense line, which was a huge irony to the entire human camp!

However, at this moment, the members of the Eastern Parliament no longer care about the issue of being above the top - because the face of the Demon Ancestor will only appear in very rare circumstances!

"They are summoning the will of the Demon Ancestor? How is this possible? This ritual requires part of Aldera's body to be activated. Could it be that they have brought part of the Demon Ancestor's body into the Black Tower!?"

Tolyan said a little lost.

At this moment, Hunter, who had been silent all the time, suddenly said, "Sir, how do you know that the body of the Demon Ancestor was brought in?"

As soon as these words came out, the entire black tower suddenly became quiet.

"You mean...that ancient seal?"

Tollyan said slowly in a hoarse voice.

All the members of the parliament were staring at Aldera's face in a daze, unable to speak for a long time.

...

"Not a human?"

Lance hadn't noticed before, but when Old Miller reminded him, he immediately took the initiative to use his mental power to perceive it.

The result surprised him a little because he didn't sense anything inside the wide cloak.

"Don't perceive it, it's useless." Old Miller said in a sermon: "That cloak has the effect of shielding mental power, and you can't perceive it."

"Then how do you know it's not human?"

Lance asked.

Old Miller narrowed his one-eyed eyes: "Intuition."

Lance was speechless.

"Of course, you can also listen to it as nonsense... But to be honest, young man, if you can escape, just leave quickly. I always feel something is wrong."

Old Miller said slowly.

Lance said in surprise: "What do you mean?"

"What does it mean?" Old Miller smiled: "I have never seen such a leisurely prisoner. From the beginning, you did not show any fear or anxiety - as if you did not have awe of the cell itself. Of course, from your performance on what happened tonight, this matter probably has nothing to do with you; but with this aside, I guess you must have some means to leave here smoothly, right?"

Lance laughed dryly, and did not deny it. Using his shuttle ability, he could indeed leave the Black Tower easily.

It's OK anytime, anytime.

This is difficult to cover up, so Lance is also very relaxed and not particularly anxious. Most people may not be able to see it. But Old Miller's eyes are so vicious. He discovered this at a glance.

"We're in the dark most of the time, how do you see it?" Lance asked.

Old Miller snorted and said slowly: "Tell you honestly, this is also intuition."

He said this. He suddenly paused. Then he continued:

"You have to know. Sometimes, for some people, intuition is a ability in itself."

Lance nodded thoughtfully.

The two followed the large army to the bottom floor.

What surprised everyone was that round white candles were lit in every corner of this floor. Most of these white candles were very wide and flat, and the flames were unstable. Although they were flames, they gave people a cold feeling.

A wizard noticed something was wrong, and a stern shout suddenly came from the crowd: "This is the lamb candle that the demons often use when they are priests!"

“There is no road here at all!”

The leading wizard turned around and smiled slightly: "Actually, I don't know if there is a way, but if I bring you here, my mission will be completed."

The next second, a tall man came out of the shadow and said with praise: "You're doing a good job."

As soon as he finished speaking, the candlelight on the bottom suddenly flew up.

White candles flew into the air, illuminating the entire space:

This is an empty hall, and it can be seen that at the bottom, the number of cells is small because the people who are detained are the most dangerous.

The candlelight shone in every corner of the hall, and everyone was shocked to find that from when, a magic circle condensed with blood appeared under their feet!

The atmosphere suddenly became frozen and everyone held their breath.

Tick, tick.

A sound of water came from the side, and Lance subconsciously extended his hand and let the "water drop" fall into the palm of his hand.

The next second, he spread his hands and several people around him surrounded him, his face turned pale in an instant!

I saw a touch of bright red in his palm!

Everyone couldn't help but raise their heads. Under the candlelight, the scene on the ceiling was bright and dark: tragically dead corpses were nailed to it, and these corpses were arranged into a strange formation. Each corpse was dripping blood down from time to time, and blood gathered into every part of the magic circle.

Before, they were all focused on the road they left, but they didn't notice this!

"You are a demon! You are a great demon!" A wizard roared angrily: "What do you want to do?"

"I want to ask you for a favor." The big demon smiled coldly: "Since you are all locked up in the Black Tower, there are more or less conflicts with the Eastern Parliament..."

However, at this moment, a sharp voice interrupted him:

"We have conflicts with the council, but it does not mean that we will cooperate with the demons!"

It was a young face, standing there, his eyes full of hatred: "The devil is the common enemy of all human beings, don't you want us to help."

The big demon shrugged expressionlessly: "Actually, if I want you to help, I don't have to keep a living."

Before he finished speaking, a shadow suddenly flashed in front of the young man, and with a whoosh, his head was removed.

It was a cloaked man. At this moment, a sharp blade was extending under the cloak. (To be continued...)
Chapter completed!