An invitation comes from a magical artificial intelligence that claims to be one of the last managers of this land, and the invitation is the capital of this disappeared country.

What is more noteworthy is that this is not the only "invitation" that Maggie heard today - not long ago, in contact with the mysterious silver-haired girl who called herself "Morning Star", the other party also conveyed an invitation. Now Maggie still clearly remembers the oral message that Miss "Morning Star" reposted: Ms. Ye invited Gowan Cecil and his outstanding guard to visit the Thousand Towers City.

She temporarily suppressed her guess about the relationship between "Morning Star" and the "Benadou" lady in front of her, but instead expressed her serious expression: "The City of Thousand Towers... The girl who called herself "Morning Star" before also mentioned the City of Thousand Towers. Does that city still exist?"

"Of course there exists. As long as the Lord of Night is still there, the Thousand Towers will always exist--whether in the real world or outside the border," Benardedo smiled faintly, "I know what you are thinking. You have already known the secret of the Violet Kingdom, so most of them think that everything in this kingdom has disappeared with the awakening of the dream of God, but in fact, there is not only dreams here, or in other words..."

Benardo paused slightly when he said this, and his smile became even stronger: "In this world, dreams and reality have never been clearly distinguished."

"I often hear our Majesty mention this sentence--well, I believe the Thousand Towers City is still there," Maggie nodded slightly, "But can I ask why we were invited to Thousand Towers City? The girl named Morning Star mentioned this before, but she invited our Majesty and...well, probably Miss Amber."

Maggie hesitated at the end. Although judging from the context and the logical logic of the whole thing, she felt that the objects mentioned by Chenxing when she reposted the "invitation" from Ms. Ye were Gao Wen and Amber, but once the words "outstanding guard" were added, her feeling became strange. She always felt that this description seemed intentional, which made her subconsciously suspicious...

Benadido did not care about the small pause of Maggie's last few words. The magic AI, which still existed after the disappearance of the Violet Kingdom, only maintained her gentle smile as always, and said slowly: "Modir... a great mortal adventurer, your journey is magnificent, your achievements last forever in the night... But I would like to ask, are you tired after experiencing such a long adventure, after encountering so many difficulties and obstacles and strange things?"

Modir quietly stared at the holographic projection floating in the air. The great adventurer seemed to have sensed something at this moment. His eyes flashed slightly and brightened again after a brief thought. A smile appeared on his old face: "Not at all - and I feel that I have been resting for a long enough time this time."

"Very good, so please go to the Thousand Towers City. The real big adventurer will not age on the comfortable bed. The Lord of Night hopes that you can continue on your journey."

Benadido said in a gentle voice, she bent down slightly to Modir, as if paying tribute to a great person, and Modir chose to accept it calmly - accept this tribute and also accept the invitation.

"I understand, mainly to invite me, right?" the old master smiled happily, "Don't worry, I will go... I really want to go and see the city with a legendary city with a thousand towers."

Benadido straightened her waist, nodded gently, then glanced around and looked at Maggie and the soldiers who were concentrating nearby: "Then I won't disturb you much rest... Please rest assured that the clearings near the 'Monument' are a peaceful place under the night sky. As long as you don't enter the dense forest when the night is at its strongest, you will not be affected by the power of shadows. This is also the maximum "holiday" that the Violet Kingdom can make to the guests. The conditions are limited, please forgive me."

As the words fell, the beautiful lady quietly took two steps in the magical illusion, and then her figure began to gradually dissipate. In just a few seconds, only a little scattered glow remained in the air.

A cold night wind blew across the clearings. Maggie took a light breath, letting the chill cool her mind, then turned to look at Modir: "Are you... sure you want to go to the Thousand Towers City as the other party said? Although our goal from the beginning was to explore the core area of ​​the Violet Kingdom, now we have met such mysterious people twice in a row, and received invitations to the Thousand Towers City twice in a row... I always find this a bit unsettling."

"Of course I'm going, I've accepted the invitation," Modir was very calm, "In fact, there's nothing uneasy about this...or in this Violet Island covered with shadows, there's nothing wrong with this one. And no matter what, this invitation is related to Ms. Ye. An ancient god probably doesn't have to use such a complicated method if he wants to harm others. I prefer that He wants to communicate with us, but because of a certain state, he has to use such a roundabout way."

"... Since this is your judgment, I agree," Maggie hesitated for a moment, nodded slightly, "but I still can't figure out one thing."

Modir raised his eyebrows: "Oh?"

"Morning Star and Benadido... They each brought two invitations, both from Ms. Ye, both pointed to the Thousand Towers City, and both came to us. The only difference is that the invitations were different," Maggie said while thinking, "Do you think these two invitations were instructed by Ms. Ye? If so... Then why did He send two different ‘messengers’? Just let Morning Star or Benadido deliver the message directly?"

Listening to Maggie's analysis, Modir subconsciously pinched the beard on his chin: "Indeed, what you doubted makes sense... Anyway, it was a letter to be sent once. If it was all the instructed by Ms. Ye, then I could just send one person to pass on the oral message intact. As a result, He also sent two people, and one of them specifically told you about those mysterious and mysterious things..."

The old mage was in thought as he spoke. As a knowledgeable spellcaster, he was also knowledgeable in the fields of mystery and symbolism. Therefore, after a moment of thinking, he vaguely guessed something: "This arrangement must have a profound meaning. As an ancient god, Ms. Ye's 'word' passed outward is not just 'word', but mostly some kind of interference or correction to a specific event, Morning Star... Ye... Ye's 'invitation' conveyed by Morning Star points to His Majesty Gao Wen and Miss Amber, and I feel like I'm deliberately establishing some kind of 'connection'."

"Deliberately establish a connection?" Maggie frowned. She felt that she could no longer keep up with the old mage's ideas. "What kind of connection is made?"

"The girl named Chenxing claimed to be an operator of the Military Intelligence Bureau and called Amber the director, but you also said that the Military Intelligence Bureau did not have any Shadow Affairs Department, nor did she have a 'operator' with obvious characteristics like Chenxing," Modir said casually, "Don't you think this is strange? It's unnecessary to lie in this regard..."

Maggie lowered her head thoughtfully, and Modir waved her hand when she saw this: "Don't think so much now, I just said it casually. After all, I can't even know the secrets on myself. Anyway, there is one thing that is probably right. Ms. Ye is using various methods to convey messages to the real world, and individuals like Amber and I who have a "connection" with Him are obviously the best breakthrough. Although I don't know why His Majesty will be involved... But what Ms. Ye has to do is mostly very important and cannot be delayed at all.

"So, we report what happened here truthfully and let His Majesty make a judgment. This is what we should do the most."

In the gradually growing night, Maggie looked into the big adventurer's eyes and nodded slowly.

...

The night is deep, and the towering tower stands quietly in the endless night. The sky is full of stars like a long river, and the starry sky shines on the spire of the tower, illuminating the ancient mottled walls, the deep purple spires, and the houses around the tower that have been silent for thousands of years.

At the top of the tower, the "Eye of Night" that once overlooked the entire kingdom has been extinguished, leaving only a huge black pedestal bathing in the starry light. The cold wind blew through the guardrails and support columns around the pedestal, causing low sobs in the night sky. Around the tower, the once prosperous cities have long been empty. The classical buildings and towers that seem to be stacked against geometric laws are like ghosts in the dark, stretching their curved lines and mottled spires under the starlight.

This is the capital of Violet, the ancient city of Thousand Towers. There was a magnificent and prosperous dream here, carrying countless memories and the lives of countless residents. There were also profound scholars, outstanding artists, brilliant words, and music and songs flowing in the streets and alleys. There were also generations of scholars from outside who spent a short study time in this city and saw some truth in a violet-like dream.

Until this magnificent and prosperous dream ends.

Now, the residents of the city have left - they wake up from the dreams of the real world and return to their true "hometown". Just like any dream that wakes up in the early morning, the mind after awakening no longer has any fusion with that dream.

However, the one who created this dream was ultimately a powerful and ancient "god" - for this extraordinary dream world, the departure of the "inhabitants" is not the end of everything. The Thousand Towers City is still standing quietly in the place where it has stood for countless years. As Benardo said, as long as the Lord of Night is still there, the Thousand Towers City will exist forever.

Under the night, a figure slowly climbed to the highest point of the tower. The figure was dressed in a pitch-black robe and was holding a lantern emitting pale light in his hand. He slowly came to the platform where the "Eye of Night" was once placed, and looked up at the rune frame and pillars that seemed increasingly empty in the dark.

A cold wind blowing from a distance suddenly lifted his hood, and the hood fell down, revealing an overly pale face - he was black and dark in his eyes, tall and thin, and the distant starlight shone on him, outlining a halo around him, and a little light penetrated his body directly, making the figure look like a translucent ghost.

After standing under Yezhi for a long time, the figure slowly moved forward. He hung the lantern with a pale light on the pillar next to it, and then raised his hand to a brazier in the open space not far away. The dark red magic hit the grease in the brazier, and the blazing flames immediately burned, illuminating a small area near Yezhi Eye.

Looking at the fire that was pounding in front of her eyes, Prince Nash Nalt, the last ruler of the Violet Kingdom, showed a smile on his face and let out a slight sigh.

Shortly after the flames ignited, a sound of iron boots stomping on the ground suddenly came from the side. Prince Nash suddenly looked back and saw an extremely tall figure covered in thick armor strode out of the nearby shadows. This figure was like a gloomy knight walking out of the scroll, and every step was heavy as if it was directly stepped into the heart.

While there were still a few steps away, the "Shungry Knight" covered in armor suddenly drew out the long sword from his waist and slashed forward without hesitation.

Prince Nash just raised his eyebrows and waved it forward. A hazy shadow like an illusory long whip swept through his hand, hitting the "Shungry Knight" armor in the waist, and hitting the latter horizontally. With a harsh noise and violent impact, the armor scattered all over the ground, empty inside.

"Benadou, this is not fun at all," Prince Nash said helplessly to the brazier not far away, "especially you actually do this with my favorite collection."

The blazing fire in the brazier immediately jumped twice, and Benadódor's slightly distorted figure jumped out of it, holding his arms to look at Prince Nash: "Come on, you say that every set of armor here is your favorite collection. Even the last time I fetched out two broken sacks from the warehouse, you say that they were your collection-but when you knocked them over, you didn't feel sorry for you at all. And I'm not trying to make the dark palace lively."

"What you mean is to control a pile of empty armor and uncontrolled tools running around the tower?" Prince Nash rolled his eyes, "and pretending that magic was out of control and slashed my head with a giant sword?"

"Loss of control is a part of magic surprise," Benadido looked for granted, "Why is the mage called if you don't lose control?"

"...I really should check who wrote the master character for you back then," Prince Nash glared at Benadido, who was maintained by the fire, and then felt a little helpless. "But then, the writer has "returned" at this time, so he is probably not afraid of me causing trouble for him... Forget it, let's not talk about this, have you come into contact with those visitors?"

"It was very smooth to get in touch. They did not excitedly take out their swords to chop me up immediately, nor did they blow up the node monument directly - there was information that the Cecils would immediately detonate a large number of explosives whenever they were stimulated, which was indeed an exaggeration," Benadido nodded, "I have conveyed to them the will of the Lord of Night, and they - especially the great adventurer, have happily accepted the invitation."

"Accepted?" Prince Nash nodded, "Yes, it seems that the lady's judgment is indeed correct..."
Chapter completed!