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Chapter 329: Super-level Magic in the Sky

The world seen by high-level professionals is different from that seen by ordinary people, because the operating laws of the world seen by high-level professionals are different from those of ordinary professionals, and their control over magic power has undergone a qualitative change, so in history only high-level professionals can use super-level magic.

Of course, what is different in the eyes of high-level professionals is not only the operating rules of this world. In the eyes of those high-level professionals, there is an extra tall tower in this world, a tower that almost reaches the sky and is so high that it does not look like a human creation at all.

The tower is quietly connected to the sky, like a long chain running through the sky, but if you look closely, you will find that the tower is not really connected to the sky, but seems to be suddenly cut off, leaving a base abruptly on the ground, as if the gods in the sky do not want humans to step into the sky through this tower.

The tower was like a severed arm, reaching in vain into the depths of the sky.

The tower is also covered with cracks, and there are many ancient, mossy substances on the outside, making it difficult to distinguish the original color of the tower.

In contrast, there is the tower's huge base, which is like a city. This is also where the professionals who control the tower and the tower's formal employees live. Some of these bases are connected to the tower, while others are separate houses scattered around the tower.

If you look closely, you will find that these houses are somewhat similar in style to the group of small buildings that Lind first built on the banks of the Tears River in the north. The same copy and paste, the same rough geometric blocks, and the same exposed gray-white building materials make these buildings look solemn and cold.

The only difference between these buildings is probably the different text symbols on them. Gaota once tried to decipher them, but maybe the deciphering failed, or maybe in the end it was found that these text symbols had no special meaning, and then the project was shelved.

In this base city that looks quiet, desolate, yet solemn, there is what can be said to be the strongest fighting force on this continent, and these strongest fighting forces are staring at the black dragon flying in the sky.

Eryx's pupils were fixed on the tower in front of him. The tower was still built the same as before, higher than a dragon could fly.

Although he had heard that the road leading to the upper levels of the tower had always been closed, or perhaps there was no road leading to the upper levels of the tower at all, Eryx still felt unhappy. This tower seemed to be declaring that humans and elves had reached heights that even dragons had never reached.

Eryx roared and flew straight into the clouds, climbing higher and higher. The spellcasters on Eryx's back wailed, "Lord Eryx, we can't go any higher. We are doomed!"

But Eryx didn't care and continued to climb higher, trying to surpass the tower in front of him, until the magic cyclone under Eryx's wings could no longer provide the power to rise, and until the scar on Eryx's head began to cause phantom pain.

Finally, Eryx returned to its normal height. At this time, vines like roads extended from the tower, entwining the tower and extending outward. The tired gray elves, along with a group of researchers from the tower, slowly walked out of the road woven by the vines.

"Eryx..."

The elf glanced at Eryx in mid-air, and it was hard to tell whether the look in his eyes showed pity for Eryx, or a hint of sympathy, or perhaps both.

"Anastasia, long time no see."

Erex's eyes revealed a burst of ecstasy: "I didn't expect that you, an old immortal, are still alive. That's great. Now I can kill you with my own hands!"

Eryx spread its huge wings excitedly and circled in the air, so much so that the spellcasters on its back were almost thrown off.

"Eryx, that's why I said you are wild and untamable. You are no different from those animals. You are just a bigger lizard with wings."

The elf's tone was quite disappointed, and after hearing the elf's evaluation, Erex waved his wings angrily and cursed: "Wildness, barbarism, and the survival of the fittest are the most basic rules of this world! We dragons are the strongest race in this world, and we should rule everything in the world!"

Looking at the angry Eryx, the elf just waved his hand, and a huge gold coin suddenly emerged from the vines. Eryx flew straight towards the gold coin as if it was a conditioned reflex.

It wasn't until he grabbed the huge gold coin with his claws that Eryx reacted.

"So I say, Eryx, you are just a bigger lizard."

"You, you! Anastasia!"

The spellcasters on Eryx's back all shrank their heads. Although the cold wind at high altitude made these spellcasters very painful, they dared not say a word.

The black dragon was completely enraged, and without giving anyone time to react, it spewed dragon breath towards the elf. However, the high-level professionals behind the elf simply weaved a fluorescent shield to block the black dragon's angry breath.

In the sky of the entire world, it is very difficult to use magic except for the dragon. There is only one exception, and that is the area around the tower. This is one of the reasons why the dragon, which holds the most noble air supremacy in the world, cannot take down the tower.

"Eryx, I thought you would understand after you reach the other side of the sea that the abuse of super-level magic can only lead to the destruction of this world, and no one likes war."

"Why can't you do some business like your people, earn some gold coins, and have a good sleep on a big bed made of gold coins?"

The roar of the black dragon interrupted the elf's speech. Eryx roared, "Because barbarism is the true face of this world! Anastasia, you humans and elves always pretend to care about this world and always think of yourselves as the masters of this world. I want to see to what extent you can do for this world!"

As he finished speaking, Eryx's neck and abdomen were burned red by the flames, a storm began to rise around him, and dragon breath and magic filled the sky above the tower like ink.

"Erex, you really haven't made any progress since then!"

As the vines began to extend, the professionals in the tower followed the vines and prepared to stop Eryx.

But looking at those high-level professionals, Erex smiled grimly and said, "Do you think I will come to die without any preparation? No, Anastasia, even if it means destruction, I will drag you down with me!"

At this time, the spellcasters on Eryx's back finally began to act, and the professionals in the tower suddenly felt an ominous aura.

"Super-level magic? Eryx, there is no super-level magic in the sky that can support the magic circle, and there is no way to use those materials that provide magic power! Are you crazy?"

Seeing a trace of panic finally revealed on the elf's face, Erex roared with madness in his pupils: "I am the magic circle itself! I am the source of magic power, Anastasia, don't forget, the sky is the territory of us dragons!"