Chapter 551: Cracking the Local Teleportation Array and Preparing to Escape
On the twelfth floor of the Demon Association headquarters, there is an indescribable tacit understanding between the leader and the Doomsday Fireball, a feeling that is unspoken.
The two of them have been in the magic world for many years and are quite familiar with the structure of the Evergarden Magic Tower.
This ancient and mysterious magic tower has a unique layout on each floor and magical secrets hidden in every corner. They are well aware of the mystery.
Therefore, under this circumstance, they have begun to secretly discuss a way to retreat. This is not a sign of cowardice, but a necessary act of caution in this magical world full of dangers and uncertainties.
For Vita, every decision concerns the survival of the entire magic tower.
The leader is now facing a dilemma. As a representative of Viteta, he has many social engagements that he has to attend.
In Magic Island, a place full of political and social undercurrents, social interactions are like an invisible war. There may be hidden meanings behind every smile and every greeting.
The leader knew that he had to deal with the representatives of various magic towers to maintain superficial harmony and communication. However, he was always worried about potential dangers in his heart.
Therefore, this time he could only arrange three elders and Doomsday Fireball to restrain those young people. These young people were full of curiosity and desire to explore, and they were full of freshness and curiosity about everything around them.
But at this time, the leader knew that they couldn't be allowed to wander around. He asked the elders to take the younger generations to occupy a magic circle in the corner. This magic circle seemed inconspicuous in the layout of the entire magic tower, but it had a special meaning.
The leader instructed them to take a glass of wine each, to show that they were actively participating in the banquet, but in fact, they certainly would not drink it.
Because no one knows whether the wine has been tampered with, and in this environment full of conspiracy and calculation, any negligence may bring about a catastrophe.
Elder Morrison was an experienced and sharp-eyed elder. He kept his eyes fixed on the magic circle like a hawk staring at its prey.
He was patiently waiting for the right moment, when the party revelry reached its climax and everyone's attention was distracted.
At that time, he could make slight changes to the magic circle, and through his years of research and experience in magic circles, he could skillfully adjust the structure and energy flow of the magic circle to achieve the goal of allowing everyone to escape.
The others were responsible for covering his actions. In this process, everyone had a clear division of labor, and everyone worked together to deal with the possible dangers.
And all this was just for Blainey's seemingly ridiculous intuition.
On the surface, this may seem overly cautious, even a little ridiculous, but it actually reflects the situation of Viteta at the moment.
Among the many magic towers on the Magic Island, the Witte Tower is in a delicate position and cannot afford to lose at this stage. In this fiercely competitive magic world where the strong prey on the weak,
Any failure could mean being swallowed up by other magic towers, or completely disappearing from the stage of Magic Island. Therefore, for Vita Tower, being foolproof is the way to survive.
Every decision and every action must be carefully considered, and even for a danger that may not exist, we must be fully prepared to prevent it.
This is a helpless move for Vita to survive and develop in this complex magical world, and it is also a principle that must be followed.
Doomsday Fireball checked the wine in his hand and said with a smile: "It is safe. After all, it is not opened until the banquet, so it is not easy to be tampered with. But don't drink it, just hold it in your hand."
At this moment, Blaney was like a vigilant cheetah, trying to observe everyone who came in with sharp eyes.
Her eyes did not miss any details, from people's clothes to facial expressions, from their walking posture to the items they carried, she examined them all carefully.
Every new person entering the venue would cause a wave of fluctuations in her heart. The feeling of approaching danger was like a layer of haze, constantly spreading in her heart.
At the banquet, the leader and the leaders of other magic towers were invited to the altar to ring the magic bell. This ceremony symbolized the beginning of the banquet. At this moment, all the leaders stood together, which seemed to be the most "united" moment for all the leaders of Magic Island.
They stood neatly on the altar, waving their magic wands and ringing the huge magic bell. The sound of the bell was clear and melodious, echoing throughout the Evergarden Magic Tower.
However, this is just a superficial effort. In the complex world of Magic Island, where the interests of various magic towers are intricate and almost 100% overlapping, how can they truly unite?
Every leader has his own little calculations in mind. They are calculating how to gain more benefits from this banquet, how to use this opportunity to suppress competitors, or how to gain the greatest advantage for their magic tower in the upcoming Alchemist Competition.
Doomsday Fireball stood aside, with a playful smile on his face, and chuckled:
"The participating potion masters are being well protected by the representatives of all parties. It turns out that each family is not a pushover. Although they are attending the banquet, these potion masters are not getting involved in anything."
His eyes were as sharp as torches, as if he could see through all appearances and see the clues at a glance.
Indeed, the benefits brought by the potion master are really too great. In the magic world, the uses of potions are beyond imagination. They can cure various difficult and complicated diseases, enhance the magic power of magicians, and can be used to make powerful magic items.
The birth of a potion master not only means a huge improvement in magical skills for a magic tower, but also means that the status and influence on the magic island will be greatly improved.
Therefore, in order to protect their own participating potion masters, all parties naturally tried every possible means, and open and secret struggles were inevitable.
In this situation, everyone was on high alert, which made the banquet that was supposed to be joyful and peaceful become turbulent, as if there were countless turbulent undercurrents hidden beneath the calm sea surface, which could cause huge waves at any time.
As the magic tower rang twenty-one bells, the magnificent song and dance performance began.
A group of dancers dressed in gorgeous costumes came in. Their costumes were inlaid with various magical gems, which sparkled charmingly as they danced.
The dance moves are graceful and rhythmic, and every step seems to be casting a unique magic, filling the surrounding air with vitality.
Beautiful music started playing, a melody played by magical instruments, and the notes floated in the air like twinkling stars.
The combination of these elements instantly livened up the atmosphere of the entire scene. The audience's eyes were attracted by the dancers and they temporarily forgot their previous tension and depression.