During the reign of the Blood Wizard, this was his private kingdom with many secrets.
Going up the spiral staircase, the outer tower wall was almost completely destroyed by Liu Qian's dragon flame, exposing the charred internal structure.
The sisters were shocked and could imagine how fierce the battle was at that time.
Come to the second level.
The space here is relatively complete, with many niches embedded in the walls, each with black candles about a foot long.
The material of the candle is peculiar, like polished black glass, and like a deep crystal, glowing in the dim light, as if it can absorb the luster.
"Glass candles," Liu Qian recognized, "magical objects used by wizards in Valyria to transmit messages from a distance, peek into distant scenes, and even enter other people's dreams." "
He spewed out dragon flames, and the golden flames continued to lick the black wick, but the candle itself was still cold, unresponsive, and not even a trace of smoke came out.
"After the apocalypse, the glass candle was never lit again."
Janice shook her head.
"Maybe igniting them requires a specific blood magic ritual, or..." Liu Qian pondered, "Valyria's uncontrollable eruption of blood magic has completely polluted the roots of these magical creations." "
Keep going up.
The third floor is a huge warehouse, and the air is filled with the dusty smell of dried plants.
It was filled with hill-like bundles of ghost grass, neatly bundled with tough vines, apparently ordered by the Blood Wizard to keep collecting from the dangerous ruins by the Tria soldiers.
The fourth floor is like a closed dark room, with only a few narrow vents at the heights that let in faint skylight, which need to be illuminated with the help of torches.
Several heavy stone tables were filled with glass bottles and jars of various sizes, containing strangely colored, bubbly liquids, or dark red like blood, or muddy like mud, or shimmering green.
The air was filled with a faint but lingering smell of rusty blood, and it was clearly another place dedicated to blood magic and terrifying experiments.
There are even some bone fragments of unidentified origin scattered in the corners.
A few floors further up was the residence of the wizard apprentices, who simply swept through without stopping.
Up to the tenth floor.
A door made of black iron, which was significantly thicker, locked a room tightly.
Door locks are complex mechanical structures, with faint magical fluctuations faintly remaining.
The three of them exchanged glances, there must be something in it that the blood wizard does not want others to touch.
Liu Qian was too lazy to bother to crack it.
He motioned for the sisters to step back and directly opened his mouth to spit out dragon flames.
The hot golden flame burned the door lock with precision, and the black iron quickly redded, softened, and melted under the terrifying heat.
Soon, with a "bang", the heavy latch fell to the ground.
Liu Qian kicked his foot, and the door opened with a bang, filled with smoke and dust.
Inside is a narrow study.
Books, ink, and paper are scattered across the desk.
In the glass bookcase against the wall, there are nine silver trays, each carved with a flying dragon pattern, but the inside is empty.
Liu Qian picked up a tray and frowned.
If he guessed correctly, it should have been on it...
"Come and see, this is the wizard's diary!" Janice picked up a heavy book and read:
Experiment 313: Sacrifice a resident of Tria and a wizard apprentice in an attempt to awaken a fossil black dragon egg. The dragon egg cracked, and there was a dead scale maggot inside. Fail. The reason is speculated: the residents' blood is contaminated by curses...
Experiment 314: Sacrifice an outsider and a wizard apprentice to try to awaken a green dragon egg fossil. The dragon egg was burned to pieces by fire. Fail. The reason is speculated: the blood of outsiders is impure...
Reading these cold and cruel records, only shock remained on the faces of the three of them.
In order to hatch dragon eggs, the blood wizard sacrificed living people!
Not only outsiders, but also residents of Tria!
His so-called arresting people to clean up the ruins is simply a lie, just to get sacrifices!
"No wonder he asked us to bring back the outsiders who broke into the ruins back to Tria..." Jelena's voice trembled with anger, "Those people 'disappeared' after working for a few days, and we thought they were infected and burned by fire dragon insects... It turned out that he was captured and sacrificed! What's even more hateful is that he doesn't even let go of Tria's own people! "
She only felt a deep betrayal.
Liu Qian looked at the bloody experimental notebook, and blood dripped from his heart.
This madman is simply ruining dragon eggs! Hundreds of experiments, almost depleting reserves.
At this time, Janice pointed to the back page of the note: "Look here! "
Liu Qian and Jelena looked at it, and the blood wizard's handwriting read:
Nine fossils of high-quality dragon eggs, as a backup, are not used for experiments for the time being.
Liu Qian was overjoyed! There are nine more! He immediately looked at the nine empty silver trays in the bookcase.
Could it be that they are in full bloom? Where are the dragon eggs?
The three of them seemed to have ignited a flame of hope, and immediately launched a carpet search in the narrow study.
Flip through books, check the bottom of the table, and tap on the wall to find hidden compartments.
Time passed little by little, and nothing was found except dust and scattered paper.
"It's not that simple."
Liu Qian said.
He stared at his notes and had a flash of inspiration: "This passage was written after the 314th experiment." The next number is three hundred and fifteen... This tower is three thousand feet high, could it be on the third hundred and fifteenth floor? "
Jelena and Janice looked at each other: "Three hundred and fifteenth floors? That should be the top of the tower, right? "
Liu Qian smiled: "Don't forget, I'm a dragon!" "
Without further hesitation, he turned around and walked out of the room, jumped from the broken outer wall, transformed into a dragon in the air, and soared into the sky.
He had just added a lot of magic in the ghost grass warehouse, which was enough to deal with turning into a dragon again.
One hundred floors... Two hundred floors... Three hundred floors...
He flew to the top of the tower, the 315th floor!
This wizard tower, no more, no less, exactly three hundred and fifteen floors!
Hope ignited in his heart.
He glanced at the charred black remains of the Chimera on the tower's top platform, then transformed back into human form and stepped into the tower's top room.
There are no door locks here.
There was only a large box in the center of the room.
Liu Qian stepped forward and opened the lid of the box.
A dark shadow as fast as lightning suddenly rushed out of the box and rushed straight to his face.
Liu Qian was shocked and the dragon blood instinct in his body boiled, and he opened his mouth to spew out a dragon flame.
A condensed golden dragon flame gushed out like a high-pressure water gun, instantly completely engulfing the pounced black shadow.
In the flames, only a sharp and mournful hissing sound was not like a living thing, accompanied by the "sizzle" sound of burnt flesh.
The black shadow was wrapped in flames and crashed into the stone wall behind him, and then fell to the ground with a "pop", turning into a cloud of smoke and curled up to scorched wreckage.
Liu Qian gasped with lingering fear and fixed his eyes on the charcoal attacker.
The thing was about a foot long, and its body structure was like a scorpion, but the end of its tail was not a poisonous hook, but a human face that had been burned beyond recognition, but could still see the expression of extreme resentment and pain, weird and evil to the point of numbing the scalp.
It was a scorpion-tailed beast.
Liu Qian secretly scolded carelessly.
This blood wizard will still be a yin person when he dies.
He looked at the open box with lingering fear, and there was no mechanism inside.
At the bottom of the box, on a thick black flannel padding, there were nine oval-shaped objects lying quietly and steadily.
Nine dragon eggs.
In other words, nine dragon egg fossils.
The surface of the eggshell is covered with fine and hard scale-like bumps, but it has completely lost its luster and has a stone-like texture.
Nine different colors are still clearly recognizable in dim light: silver, blood red, purple, bronze, black red, sea blue, light green, taupe, tawny.