Only death is eternal.

The firefly stopped, and Gano looked at an abandoned tower in front of him, a little stunned. He didn't know that there was an abandoned ancient tower in the palace, and why it was not demolished. The tower was dilapidated and could be seen as a long time ago. It was a building of the Aibo Dynasty that had long been gone. This tower appeared far before the establishment of the empire.

Gano hesitated for a moment, gritted his teeth, and stepped into the tower.

The tower has ten layers, and the bottom layer is pitch black. A little movement will bring up a large area of ​​dust. It seems that it has been abandoned for a long time.

The assassin suddenly stopped. It must have been injured. It didn't matter if it was caused by Shia or him. But since he was injured, he would not have run too far, so he should be on the first floor. Gano carefully investigated. The tower was too dark, and his eyes were open. So Gano simply gave up looking at things with his eyes. He used his shadow dragon's blood to integrate himself into the environment and explore everything around him. This is his innate ability, blending into flesh and blood, engraving into the soul. Now, when he was in the mining field, he often found hidden ores, which were probably related to this ability.

Once he is integrated with the environment, it doesn't matter whether it is darkness or light, and nothing can escape. Garno has mastered his own abilities very quickly, and he also uses them very well.

The first floor of the tower is not very complicated, it is just a separate hall. The carpet on the ground is dilapidated, and a few mice slip by from time to time. The murals on the wall have lost their color, and the crystal chandeliers are falling on the ground, shattering the ground, and the handrails of the spiral staircase in the center are also shaking. Gano carefully searched for the traces of the assassin. The assassin was a very patient person, but it doesn't matter. No matter how patient he is, it doesn't work.

Gano watched the assassin approaching him carefully, and he remained silent, calculating the assassin's approaching step by step. He pretended to be unknown and walked around casually. The assassin bent his waist, grabbed the dagger in his hand, and then suddenly exerted force to stab him behind him.

He took a deep breath, turned his head, and quickly drew a string of runes at his fingertips. The assassin's body flew into the air again, and then fell heavily to the ground. Gano asked calmly: "Who sent you? Where is the antidote?" The assassin quickly got up, holding the dagger and stabbed him again. Gano took a step back and drove him to fall further with the runes. The assassin got up again, muttering words, and rushed up again with inexplicable enthusiasm.

This time he fell even harder, and he curled up in a ball on the ground, but he still tried to reach the dagger. Gano walked up and kicked the dagger away. He stood not far from the assassin: "Answer me, who sent you? What are you here for? Where is the antidote?" "You people without faith... God will not forgive you..." The assassin tried to suppress the pain. Gano replied: "Okay, I will not forgive you before this. Answer my question!" The assassin opened his mouth and finally compromised: "God, God, God sent me. God said that the king is no longer suitable for rule and must kill him." "So your task is to assassinate the king?" Gano asked again. The assassin shook his head and said: "Is there still a way to bring Miss Shia back."

Gano was stunned for a moment and asked, "Why should I take Xiya away? Is there any purpose?" The assassin's voice was full of fanaticism: "She is an extremely beautiful girl. Such a beauty should belong to Lord God, and only such a beauty can be favored by Lord God." "Don't forget that she is one of the best warlocks in the imperial capital." Gano frowned with a disgust. He has always stayed away from any religious belief. He always felt that it was too ignorant to put his hope on an illusory illusion. Such a fanatical believer really made him uncomfortable.

The assassin replied: "She should not be a warlock. She is a woman. A woman is a man's property. She is not qualified to learn magic. This world has long been corrupt and fallen, and even women are qualified to learn magic! But it doesn't matter. The gods will take back her magic! She just need to dress herself up obediently." "What is the ideal world built by your gods?" Gano continued to ask. The crazy believer replied with longing: "The pagans work for us, and the gods give wealth to his believers. We share everything, houses, money, and women."

Gano nodded, leaned down, and slowly said, "I guess no woman has ever liked you, whether you, you, right? You must have been alone and can only meet your wife in fantasy, right?" His face changed and he said gloomy, "The god died, died thousands of years ago!" The assassin raised his head, his face had long been twisted, and he could not see his original appearance: "Don't insult Lord God! You like the pagans can't understand Lord God at all! You will not be qualified to enter the ideal country built by Lord God!" "I would rather fall into hell!

"Gano manipulated the runes again, letting him float in the air, preparing to find some ropes to tie him up and take him back. However, the assassin's limbs suddenly twisted, his eyes protruded, his eye sockets cracked, and blood appeared, but his eyes were still frantically breaking away from his eye sockets and finally fell to the ground. He opened his mouth wide, but he couldn't make any sound, so he could only open his mouth in vain and open it until the maximum. Gano was stunned. He didn't understand what was going on, so he could only watch the assassin fall into pieces one by one to the ground, and in the end there was only a pile of clothes and minced meat all over the ground.

Gano squatted down and groped in his clothes in an attempt to find something useful. In the end, he found a small badge, which he couldn't understand. He put the badge in his pocket and looked around. He just didn't know what force turned the assassin's body into pieces of minced meat. The tower was strange, no wonder it hadn't been removed for so long. Gano moved carefully to the door, but there was nothing strange until the door. He became more and more cautious, grabbed a mouse from the ground and threw it out. Seeing that there was nothing strange, he walked out with confidence.

After going out, it was not the palace garden, but the hall was still inside the tower, the difference was that there were a few more doors on the wall.

Gano hurriedly looked back and saw that there were only smooth walls. The murals painted on the walls were vivid and vivid, but the color was wiped out by time.

"Anyway..." Gano looked around at a loss. He was trapped in the tower, only him. So far, Scy has planned all his actions for him. Even if it is dangerous, he can feel at ease. At least he has someone to take care of, but now, there is nothing, and he knows nothing about what he is going to face. The unknown makes him panic.

He picked up a door and walked out, but it was still the hall, but there were a few more doors on the wall. "Are these doors endless?" Garno shouted, his voice spreading through these doors to a very far distance.

"I wouldn't have come in if I had known that I wouldn't have come in. Anyway, the assassin couldn't escape such a strange tower. Now I'm running around." Gano looked around, his eyes locked on the spiral staircase in the center, "Forget it, I can't find the way out anyway." He walked towards the staircase, as if someone chuckled behind him, and then blew a chill at the back of his neck. However, he didn't care, and walked step by step on the old staircase, shaking it, as if he could fall down at any time, and even threw him to death.

He walked to the second floor, which was much more refreshing than the first floor. When he entered the second floor, there was a small room. There was a small table in the middle of the room, and a few books were spread out on the table, and there was a set of afternoon tea utensils in the middle, and there was a candlestick in the center. The cup was full of black tea, and the dessert car was also soft and sweet desserts. There was only one door in the room, and behind the door was a library, and the bookshelf was stuffed with books. Gano walked to the library and pulled out a book. He just opened it, and before he could see the words on it clearly, the pages turned into dust and fell on his upper.

At this moment, a "giggle" laughter came from behind him. He looked back and saw a little girl in court sitting at the table looking at him, asking childishly: "Big brother, what are you doing in the Swan Tower?" Before he could answer, she tilted her head and asked again: "Big brother, why are you wearing this strange mask? Let me see if your face is good?" Gano couldn't help but take it back. Someone hugged his waist from behind. He subconsciously reached out to take it away.

He turned around and saw a cold bone. He turned around and was a girl about the same age as him. Her long brown hair was above the knee, wearing a pure white dress, with a disastrous complexion, lowered her head and almost pressed against him. Gano subconsciously took a step back, and the girl slowly raised her head and said sadly: "Big brother, why are you coming to the Swan Tower?" She stretched out her hand forward, as if she was trying to grab something. Gano couldn't help but take another step back, and the girl suddenly disappeared in front of him.

Gano looked at the table again. The little girl next to the table was gone. He rushed over to look at the book on the table. The book burned in front of him, and the burning paper flew to the ceiling. At this time, someone sat on the opposite side. Gano raised his head and the candle on the table suddenly lit up. A noble lady sat upright, luxuriously dressed but still had her hair loose and she didn't even wear a small hat. She looked at him faintly and asked, "Big Brother, why don't you take me away? Can you take me away?" She stood up and stretched out her hand to him. Gano bounced back, but hit something. The little girl pulled his sleeve, her face full of innocence: "Big Brother, can you take me away? I want to go out, I want to go out." Gano broke away his sleeve. He wanted to escape, but was pulled by the girl again.

The three of them said to him at the same time: "Big brother, take me away and take me away from the Swan Tower, okay?" He broke free and wanted to escape, but found that the door had disappeared.

"Big brother, don't you take me away, just stay with me?" The girl looked at him with a pale face and asked sadly.

Gano almost rushed into the library, looking for the exit, and quickly drew runes. The bookshelf burst open, and countless books flew out and shattered in the air. He only had this kind of magic he mastered, and he had not had time to learn anything else. Of course, he could use his blood abilities to assimilate with the environment, but after all, he could not completely conceal his existence. I don’t know how long these three ghosts have been here, so it would be better not to take risks.

For some reason, this library has no end, and Gano felt increasingly unsure. Maybe he would be trapped here forever.

A little fluorescent light suddenly appeared in the dark library, and Gano couldn't help but slow down. It was a small firefly, flapping his wings desperately in front of him. Gano hesitated for a moment and decided to try his luck. Perhaps Scy really expected this step. He followed the direction of the firefly and walked between the bookshelf. The bookshelf behind him continued to crack because of his runes, and the flying broken pages covered his whereabouts. A staircase finally appeared in front of him.

Gano stepped up the stairs without hesitation. The ground of the library suddenly sank, and the bottom was dark. The stairs began to collapse. Gano stepped up the speed, but the stairs collapsed faster and faster, and the stairs were very long, as if there was no end.

Finally, there were several steps left, but the collapse had reached his feet. Gano jumped up, his hand barely grasped the edge of the floor, and with a little force, he rolled up and hit a sculpture hard. He had almost no food all day, and was hit at this time, and his eyes suddenly became dark.

He slowly climbed up and looked around. The third floor was not big. It seemed to be a girl's room, a luxurious and soft bed. However, the silk quilt on it had already been filled with holes with insects. The dressing table beside the bed was scattered, and the jewelry box was opened, and the jewelry was placed in a mess. The wardrobe door against the dressing table was also open, and the clothes inside were pulled out and piled on the ground. Opposite the bed was a wooden piano, and the piano had been corroded. Next to the piano was a desk, and there was a book on the desk. Gano walked over and saw that it was a diary. The paper in the diary had turned yellow and crisp, with large patches of mold on it.

"Did you see it?" A gentle voice sounded, and Gano froze. He didn't dare to look back.
Chapter completed!