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He stooped to grab a handful of yellow sand and threw it out. The discerning eye of light God looked along the direction of the sand falling, and found that a huge magic array was enveloped not far ahead, which surrounded the whole oasis.

Under the influence of the magic array, the outside world can't see the inner appearance of the oasis, thinking that the front is still a desert.

The Pope subconsciously wants to use the light God skill to break the magic array. When he raises his hand, he hesitates, "bishop, you go to the door."

"Ha? Where you go, there is no door. " Without further instructions, the Bishop had to move forward two steps symbolically and cried out, "Your Holiness has come to visit us. Please let us go."

A cardinal in great hall actually started his work as a boy and cried out. Fortunately, there was no one else here. Otherwise, it would be a real death.

There was no movement inside the oasis magic circle. The cardinal looked back and barked twice. He doubted whether the Pope was out of his mind. He took them to the depths of the desert and yelled at the yellow sand ghost.

Finally, the pope had no choice but to call the door in person. His tone was respectful and full of apology. He apologized to the magicians instead of his ancestors.

After he spoke in person, a crack appeared in the magic circle that enveloped the oasis. From this crack, we can see the beautiful scenery of the oasis!

But this area only accounts for less than one percent of the magic forest. The Holy See has turned the forest into a desert, and we can imagine what the end of life is.

The Pope swallowed his saliva and took the lead to enter the magic circle, followed by the bishop and his entourage.

"My God, I didn't expect that there was such a paradise in the desert. It's really spectacular. The magician's ability is really strong."

The cardinal couldn't help sighing that although the Pope is very strong now, he can't turn the desert into an oasis in any case, and maintain the oasis for hundreds of years.

This can only be done by the magic of the great magician. It's a short board for the clergy.

When they walked all the way to the center of the oasis, they saw several Ivory mage towers!

It has the same pattern as the mage tower that used to stand in the magic forest. There are huge magic crystals suspended on the top of several towers, radiating colorless magic beams to keep the Dharma array unbroken and protect the oasis from being engulfed by yellow sand.

The wooden door on the bottom floor of one of the mage towers opened silently, but no one could be seen.

The Pope took a deep breath. "You wait for me here. Don't walk around. Don't make any noise."

"Your holiness, is there something wrong with you going in alone?"

"It doesn't matter. I won't be in danger."

The Pope stepped into the door of the mage's tower. With a bang, the door was closed. The bishop and others looked at each other. They felt a lot of pressure from these dead mage towers.

The quietness of the mage's tower is a perfect contrast to the vitality of the surrounding green forest.

The area of the first floor inside the tower is much smaller than it looks. From the outside, it has to be at least 100 square meters. In fact, it is less than 10 square meters.

Besides, it's full of old books and some strange things. If you put them in the past, they would be regarded as heresies studying black magic, and they would be put on fire.

The Pope glanced and saw no one. As he was about to go up the wooden stairs, a figure suddenly appeared behind the stack of books!

He was startled by the sudden change. He turned out to be a child of seven or eight years old.

Golden hair, golden pupil, looks incomparably lovely, and can even be described as holy. The child's clothes don't fit very well. It seems that he took his father's wizard robe and put it on him.

The sleeve of the child's robe is so big that it takes a long time to pull out his hand. He stands up on the stack of books to make himself equal to the height of the Pope. He squints at the visitors like a little adult.

"Hey, you're the Pope?"

"Well I am. Who are you The Pope wiped his sweat. He felt a strong fluctuation of energy with the child, and preliminarily concluded that the seven or eight year old child in front of him had no less terrible power than Knight lance!

"I am the master of this wizard tower My teacher, my name is Ender. My students are waiting for you upstairs. Go up. "

The child Ender didn't like to see him. After that, he shrank to the back of the stack of books and didn't move.

The Pope took a look. The child was holding a thick book which was two circles bigger than his head.

Looking at the two lines, the Pope only felt a headache. It was a theory that he had never seen or accepted. It was the collision and contrast between the dualism of alchemy and the quaternion of elements.

While reading, Ender looked through another book to find the content mentioned. The book he looked through was called the mirror of truth, which was about the introduction to the basis of alchemy. The cover was the perfect red king and white queen of alchemy symbols.

The Pope was sweating under his armpit. He was surprised that such a little child could understand such a profound book.

"What are you looking at? If you don't hurry up, don't let my students wait. I'll throw you out!"Ender bared a dog's tooth in the corner of his mouth and made a fierce fist at him. However, with his lovely appearance, it has no deterrent power. It just makes people feel that the child is really cute.

But the Pope is scared!

His discerning eyes saw that Ender was burning a layer of invisible magic fire, and recognized that it was a kind of blessing to himself, which could make the magic released later have higher damage.

The Pope forced his composure, apologized, and tiptoed up the wooden stairs to the second floor.

"What the hell The Pope was stunned for a moment, and then secretly scolded in his heart. The area of the second floor of the mage tower was inexplicably larger, several times larger than that of the first floor. It was estimated that it was about 50 square meters, and it was as full of books as the lower floor. God knows where the mage got so many books.

Guarding this floor is a handsome young man with the same golden hair and pupil, wearing the same style of wizard robe as ender, and wearing gold glasses on the bridge of his nose.

The young man looked up at the Pope. He didn't even have the desire to speak. He pointed to the stairs and continued to study the complicated knowledge in the books.

The Pope frowned. He felt as if something was wrong, but he could not tell the source of the feeling.

If you keep going up, the space is really bigger. The three floors are 80 square meters in size. Moreover, because books are classified and arranged on the bookshelves against the wall, there is more space for activities than the first two floors.

On this floor was a middle-aged man with golden hair and pupils. He was wearing the big sleeve wizard's robe. When he saw the Pope coming up, he got up politely and said, "Mr. Pope, the person you want to see is waiting for you upstairs."