Instead, it was like the ruins he saw at the end of the continent in his dream of the Silver Tower.

"Yes," Quvenlar replied, loosening his hand from the pine door and turning back.

However, the elf king did not rush to explain, but instead introduced the origins of the four four seasons towers.

The Four Seasons Tower was built in the era of the Double Holy Trees. They were originally the nodes used by the Noumerlin elves to guard the Ethernet veins. Later, they stored the elves' secret techniques in these spires for use as libraries.

Later, the large library of the Silver Tower built by mortals was also to imitate these four spires.

Among the four four seasons, two locations have changed. The first is the elves. It collapsed after the Double Holy Tree was burned, but the elves rebuilt it here after they planted another sacred tree.

That is the one that Fang Ling saw in front of her.

The other is Rotao's Autumn Twilight Tower. The Autumn Twilight Tower sank under the sea of ​​abrupt sea in the turmoil of the twelve pillars, and then disappeared.

It is just that for a hundred years, people often claim to have seen it, and its whereabouts are uncertain, sometimes in the first world, and sometimes in the second world.

Later, the Holy Guard of the Secret Palace of Rotao rebuilt a Autumn Twilight Tower and stored the original backup information and volumes into it. However, in that disaster, a lot of information was lost, so Rotao's craftsman training has always been the worst in the four continents.

Therefore, the most important thing about the four four seasons is actually not the spire itself, but everything stored in the tower is the ancient alchemy inherited by the Noumerlin elves.

"The four four seasons towers were built with different techniques, because they each looked different. The Kaurin-Ishurien was built by the oath guardian and the good dragon who was allied with humanity, and the Winter Solstice Tower was written by the Secret Bachelor."

"This elves was built by the goblins and us, but although their appearances are different, their interiors are roughly the same. The goblins used magic to stabilize the space, from the foyer to the corridor to the Thousand Gate Hall, most of which are very different."

Quvenlar pushed open the door and walked slowly forward - he held the holy sword in his hand, and the tip of the sword was against the ground, drawing a bright line on the marble ground.

As the line moved forward, the entire dark hall became brighter, allowing Fang Yu to see the familiar scene:

A long tabletop with uneven seats on both sides, and there seemed to be a hole above the hall. The upper part of the bricks and stones and the upper half of the corridor were swept into the void, and countless bookcases and volumes flew into the air and frozen there.

This is the foyer. He has been here once and once with Teacher Anluother. Now this elf's ancestor brought him here again.

"Among the four spires, the Noumerlin elves each left a unique technology in the last room of the Thousand Gate Hall."

"Therefore, the people of Light designed the most demanding conditions and had to choose the most perfect recipient in order to become the heirs of that technology."

"The last room can only be entered once. Once that door technology is activated, the last door of the Thousand Doors Hall will disappear forever."

Quvenlar said this and turned around and looked at him, "Your Holy Creation Art comes from now on?"

Fang Zhu nodded.

"The holy art of creation is actually the creation method," Quvenlar stretched out his other hand and pointed it forward gently. He seemed to have a layer of water in the darkness, and the space was filled with silver ripples.

The ripples intertwined with each other, forming natural and harmonious magic circles. The magic circles were like white trees growing branches, lush branches and leaves intertwined, and finally formed an elf chess piece in his hand.

The elves in the autumn woodland love this kind of chess game. From the upper to the lower level, even in Evan Quinn, there are many elves who like this game, so Princess Brian knows a little bit.

But what Fang Ling saw was not this at all.

He was stunned. What Quvenlar used was the art of creation, but he was many times more proficient than his.

But... no one has ever said that this light leader is an alchemist, he... isn't he an air knight?

What's more, the piece flashed with a charming luster in Quvenlar's hands. When you look closely, it turned out to be a mitsilver chess piece.

So far, square plucks can only use local materials to generate some earth and stone structures, which look like they can be intimidating, but in fact the structural strength is vulnerable.

"Don't be surprised," Quvenlar flicked casually, and the chess pieces in his hand also dissipated like smoke and clouds, as if they had never existed.

"This is just a little trick," he suddenly stopped again, holding the holy sword in one hand, looking into the darkness ahead, "Do you know what creation is?"

Fang Yu slowly shook his head. In fact, the creation technique was named by him and An Luoser because it had the ability to create all things.

"It is not unique to the Noumerlin elves," Quevenlar said, "not created by us, but like your brilliance, from an older being."

"Or might as well say," his eyes shining brightly, "Your glory is one of the same origin as it."

The elf king suddenly raised the holy sword in his hand high.

"Ed," he said, "don't you want to see the Eternal Seal, it's here."

Quvenlar raised the holy sword in his hand and gently stroked it down. Fang Zhu suddenly felt his chest beating, and the gray gem turned into a ray of light and shot out from his heart, shooting into the hall ahead.

The light seemed to hit a fictional door, and then the heavy doors opened one after another, as if a key was placed in the keyhole, and behind the last door.

A tall shadow appeared.

When Fang Yu saw the shadow, he couldn't help but subconsciously screamed out. Not only him, but Miss Dragon Soul also appeared at the same time, looking at the towering shadow inexplicably.

It was a dragon knight.

It stood quietly behind the Thousand Gates, holding a holy sword in hand, with a skull hanging down, and a snow-white armor, like the shaping of all lights.

"——White Knight."

Miss Tata blurted out.
Chapter completed!