As soon as Xia De's voice fell, not only Miss Teresa, but also the six maids and Miss Violet were frightened. The Witch Emperor stretched out her hand to cover Xia De's mouth, then looked at the tower very uneasy, and after confirming that there was no other abnormal situation, she lowered her voice and reprimanded:
"Xia De, you can't talk nonsense. Even if you don't believe in this great person, you still have to respect the gods."
Because there are gods in this world, and there are miracles in the true sense, people in this world are born with awe of gods and come from the heart, rather than being deceived by gods and scammers for many years.
Xia De also knows that such words cannot be said casually, but he believes that his worry is not unreasonable:
"Let's take this sword with us."
He still hasn't laid down his arms:
"I don't know what's going on in the third trial yet. I think the **** living in the tower shouldn't mind if I bring this with me."
Miss Violet frowned and looked at Xia De:
"Sir, you have to promise me that this weapon must never be used at any time."
"What do you think I'll do?"
Xia De knew that she had misunderstood, and the lady probably thought he was crazy:
"Let Mademoiselle Teresa take it."
He handed the sword to the tenth-rank witch of Serkeses. The latter looked at the witch emperor with some unease. After seeing the latter nodding, he clenched the sword tightly, and said very nervously:
"Mr. Hamilton, if it is not necessary, I will not give this sword to you again."
It seemed that she also misunderstood Xia De's idea.
In short, there is not much time left, and Xia De has no time to explain the reason for his abrupt speech just now. He made a gesture of please, and pushed open the door of the Obsidian Tower.
The six maids wearing long black and white maid skirts subconsciously dodged towards the edge of the safe area. Miss Teresa took a tense breath to adjust her mood, and only Miss Violet looked normal.
She watched the breeze blowing from the tower, leaving the first mark on Shad's cheek. Looking at the cracks like golden flame embers, as Xia De entered the tower, it continued to spread towards his whole body, until the hem of his clothes fluttered, causing sparks of golden light to scatter.
"It's a pity he couldn't stay."
Miss Violet threw her hat to the maid, and pushed Miss Teresa, who was obviously still a little scared, to follow:
"After all, he is not the man of this time, how far away is he from the future?"
With the experience of the previous two times, Shade is still at the front this time, Miss Teresa is carrying the night watchman almost against Shade's back, and Miss Violet is at the end.
The first floor of the tower is a calm lake surrounded by water vapor. The clear lake surface is as flat as a mirror under the action of a light source from nowhere, but it makes it hard to imagine whether there is a bottomless abyss under your feet.
The first floor leads to the second floor through invisible stairs that only appear when touched. Fortunately, the positions of these stairs will not change. Relying on excellent memory, this time going upstairs is much faster than the last time.
The second floor of the tower is half a river beach and half a stream. After Xia De threw three papers into the water last time, the gods "rise" directly from the lake. This time, after reaching the second floor, the stream was gurgling, and the stones on the beach by the lake were exactly the same as last time, but there were no stairs leading to the upper floor.
"Do we still need to find a way to go upstairs?"
Miss Violet asked cautiously. Miss Teresa's complexion was a little pale, but this time the **** is still at a higher level, so she doesn't need additional support at this time.
"Last time we threw something into the stream, and the gods appeared. Do we need to do the same this time?"
Xia De guessed, rummaging through the toys in his pocket while talking. This time he prepared a lot of books in advance before setting off, and finally found a book called The Art of Mathematics, which is an introductory book on mathematics in the Sixth Epoch Steam Era.
Squatting by the stream, he carefully put the book into the running water. The cold and clear stream soaked his fingers, but the thick typeface-printed math textbook did not sink into the water.
Xia De stood up and stepped back quickly, watching the book float to the distance of the stream with the two ladies. Although the area on the second floor of the tower is much larger than it looks from the outside, there is still a limit after all. When the book floated to the end of the stream, some ripples appeared on the surface of the crystal-clear stream. The slender water flow engulfed the book, and then the water flow seemed to be hooked by a paintbrush, floating upwards from the stream, accurately outlining the water flow ladder in the air, extending to places invisible to the sky:
"it is as expected."
Time was running out, and he was about to walk up the stream to explore the way first, but a hand behind him pressed his shoulder.
Turning his head, Miss Violet's dark golden eyes were looking at him:
"I don't have time to chat, so I want to ask you now: After this test is over, you probably won't come back, right?"
Miss Teresa, who was wearing glasses, opened her mouth, but said nothing.
Xia De nodded:
"Yes, Miss Violet, Miss Teresa, nice to meet you."
"Although I have guessed that this will happen, this is really disappointing. After I have been promoted to the thirteenth level, this is the first time I see my favorite treasure slipping away from my hands."
The Witch Emperor said regretfully, then unceremoniously stretched out her hand to touch Xia De's face, and only after Xia De dodged sideways but failed, she moved her hand away:
"If I have time, I really want to taste your taste. It's not just because you are a man that a witch can touch. I have taken a fancy to your soul and body at the same time. You have this honor."
Looking at Xia De with beautiful eyes, Xia De didn't know what to say, the character of the witch emperors was exactly as he expected.
Miss Teresa blushed and pulled Miss Violet's sleeve, but the latter didn't care:
"Schultz, Schultz, you have to say what you want, especially for a thirteenth-order witch like me, there is no need to hide your thoughts, it will only make me ridiculous."
She is still educating her distant niece, and it seems that the relationship between the two parties is also very good:
"He doesn't have much time. After accompanying us to meet the gods this time, I'm afraid he won't have time to go back and chat outside the tower. Schultz, do you have anything to say? You can take this as farewell."
The witch wearing glasses looked at Xia De hesitantly, her face flushed slightly:
"Thank you for your help. I hope you never forget us."
Miss Violet smiled and shook her head:
"Let's go, Xia De, let's face the final test. Although it will be a farewell, I will remember you."
She didn't seem to be joking, and when it came to parting, there was no regret on her face, only melancholy:
"Yes, I will definitely remember you."
The two high-level witches also have the ability to walk on water. Under the leadership of Xia De, a group of three people crossed the stream and walked up the stairs constructed by the stream. After briskly walking up 23 steps, the clouds hanging over the sky suddenly parted, revealing the door at the end of the creek steps.
"finally"
It was a water curtain door, very similar to the door Shade saw when he took Professor Drake to visit the Lady of the Lake for the last time.
However, this time, the silky water curtain was lifted with his hands. And after reaching the third floor, the third floor of the tower is not an unimaginable magical environment.
Behind the door is a calm lake, and in the center of the lake is an island in the middle of the lake the size of Shad's bedroom. The sky is shrouded in gray fog, making the distance between the sky and the water seem very close. The natural light source is still dim, it doesn't look like the day or the alternation of day and night, but it looks like the light of the foggy weather that usually occurs in Tobesk City. Low and dark, people's mood subconsciously becomes heavy.
"It's the island in the middle of the lake again?"
The gods, angels and relics related to the secret-keeping mentor~www.mtlnovel.com~ all like the scene of the island in the middle of the lake. And the familiar scene once again made Xia De weigh the possibility of "beating me" in the third trial.
The area of the island in the center of the lake is very small, and the area of this dark lake is not large. The island in the middle of the lake is not far from the water curtain door, and because the island is small, Xia De can see its whole picture at a glance.
The island is not bare, the green grass covers the ground, and a small wooden house stands in the center of the island. The side of the wooden house is surrounded by a chicken coop and a vegetable garden. Behind the wooden house is a towering tree of unknown species. The area covers most of the island. Considering the small size of the island, the wooden house itself only occupies the size of Shad's cloakroom, which is about the same as the temporary huts of forest rangers or hunters in the forest.
Shad walked in the front, and Miss Violet walked behind with Miss Theresa supporting her. When the three of them landed on the island from the direction facing the door of the wooden house, the wooden door that looked like Mia could charge through it was pushed open, and a **** with a soft light all over his body walked out of it.
The image of God's appearance is still the lady with blond hair and black eyes. Wearing not gorgeous scholar's robes and a pointed hat. Only the glasses look a bit special, the lens on the left is in the shape of a five-pointed star, and the lens on the right is in the shape of an equilateral triangle.
In this dark and oppressive environment, the soft light on the god's body can make people relax, at least Shade thinks so. But the appearance of God means its own existence, which begins to affect the environment spontaneously. Miss Teresa behind her has already put all her weight on Miss Violet. Although the thirteenth-level witch is not feeling well, she can barely hold on.
She just thinks her distant niece is so insecure, young girls are always immature.