Chapter 105 Nightmare: The White Tower
Annan didn't hesitate too long.
He lay on the bed, holding Gerald's broken bones.
He felt a strange chill seep into his veins... and felt an inexplicable comfort for it.
...four seconds, five seconds...twelve seconds, thirteen seconds.
Finally, Annan's eyes began to wander.
The surroundings gradually became quiet and dark, and a prompt appeared in front of him:
【Unpurified Nightmare Fragment Detected】
[Level requirements: Bronze rank and above]
[Professional Requirement: Wizard]
[Special needs: has killed someone]
[The requirements are met, I will fall into a nightmare after ten seconds, ten, nine...]
Suddenly, Annan felt his consciousness begin to fall rapidly.
He didn't know how long he had fallen, until at a certain moment, he suddenly woke up.
And his eyes are pitch black, only the data stream is flashing fast:
[Falling into a nightmare, the copy is being generated...]
[Dungeon difficulty is difficult, you can enter up to ten times]
[Current purification rate is 1/10]
[The total erosion of the squad is 8%, the difficulty of the copy increases by 8%, and the probability of nightmare distortion increases by 8%]
[This dungeon has no save points, each death increases the erosion rate by 5%, and the dungeon is forced to exit after one death]
[This copy provides the introduction of the plot, and there are decryption rewards]
[Dungeon Clearance Reward: Occupation (Wizard) increased by 1 level]
[Dungeon decryption 50% reward: get random soul-repelling school spells (must be equipped)]
【Loading completed】
After the characters of "loading completed" gradually faded out, Gerald's sigh sounded in Annan's ear:
"Doubt everything..."
He seemed to be standing beside Annan, staring straight ahead and wailing in a low voice, "Don't trust anyone."
As his voice fell, the surrounding darkness was torn apart by the cold wind in an instant.
He immediately noticed that he was in the midst of frost and snow.
The sky was leaden-grey, and a blizzard was howling.
Even the extremely dazzling sun in the sky has faded a bit here.
And he was wearing heavy non-slip boots, holding a long stick in his right hand, and wearing a fleece cap on his head.
His boots were deep in the snow, and his face and hands were numb from the cold. Even though his clothes were very heavy, Annan couldn't help shivering.
"……a little cold."
If you continue to stand here, you might freeze to death.
Gotta find a place to take shelter from the wind and snow.
Annan was very aware of this.
He looked back and found that his footprints came from a distance out of sight, and the farthest footprints were almost covered by the wind and snow. This shows that he just came from there... This snow has been falling for a long time.
Going back is impossible.
Just keep going forward.
Thinking of this, Annan checked the things on his body.
- The result is surprisingly few.
He wore Gerald's silver ring on his left hand, and in his backpack he had a pair of gold-wire glasses and a silver pocket watch that could be used as a mirror. as well as……
A little white hammer?
"this is not--"
... the bone and blood trigger of Duke Bone.
Annan was slightly startled, but not too surprised.
He remembered that Salvatore had said that the theft of this spell should have happened not too long ago, about four or five years ago. At least three years after Gerald advanced to silver, so it certainly won't be too long.
Annan checked and found that six teeth had been filled in the bone hammer, and the battle preparations were very rich.
But on the contrary, he clearly came to such a cold place, but he did not carry a backpack with his luggage.
There was no change of clothing, and no food or water.
It was as if he knew from the very beginning... that he would not be out for too long.
Anyway, let's confirm your identity first.
Annan thought so, and shot his face with the smooth pocket watch base.
Reflected from the silver face, was a young man with a gentle smile and an ordinary appearance. His brown curly hair was covered with falling snow, and his dark blue pupils were unusually calm.
"It's really you."
Annan murmured in a low voice.
The body he is using now is that man... David Gerald.
The dark wizard wanted by the Black Tower of Zedi.
The next moment, the introduction plot of this dungeon appeared in front of him:
[After being evicted from the Black Tower of Zedy, David Gerald is homeless and has nowhere to go. 】
[If he is a wizard who has converted schools, then he can at least find a job. But it's a pity... As a wizard of the Soul Reaper School, no noble would believe him, and no one would be willing to hire him. 】
[At least until he advances to gold, this situation will not improve. 】
[Not long ago, Mr. Gerald inquired about something. 】
[The master of the White Tower of Howling Wind, the great wizard of the golden rank "The Eye of Delay" Michelangelo, decided to recruit the heirs of the White Tower of Howling Wind to the silver rank wizards all over the world——]
【——No age limit. 】
[--regardless of gender. 】
[—Unlimited origin. 】
[The only requirement is that there are no teachers, no classmates, and no apprentices. 】
[Among the eight schools of Soul Requisition, Edict, Prophet, Transformation, Incapacitation, Destruction, Formation, and Idol, the most qualified and most outstanding applicants from each school will be sent by Master Michelangelo An "invitation letter", summoned to the Howling White Tower for a secret ceremony to determine the ultimate successor. 】
[Gerald signs up symbolically. But he never imagined... that he was actually selected. 】
[The moment he opened the invitation letter, he was teleported to the snow field near the Howling White Pagoda. Fortunately, he was prepared, put on heavy clothes in advance, and took the trekking pole. Although it looked a bit funny, it was not embarrassing. 】
[But correspondingly, he did not carry any weapons and curses except for the curse "Bone Blood Trigger". 】
[And you will come here in his place to complete this ritual. 】
[You can use this spell to knock anyone's bones with it to arbitrarily apply "heart paralysis", "forgetting secret words", "I am not here", "no more words", "claustrophobia", Any one of the six spells of "Page Locking". Each spell can only be used once in this dungeon, and if the difference in strength is too great, the effect may be exempted. 】
[You need to temporarily bear the curse of the dark wizard Gerald: "Break the Declaration"]
[Before attacking others, you must issue a warning three to ten seconds in advance and reveal the target of the attack. The closer to ten seconds, the greater the power, but if the attack is not followed within ten seconds, the state will be reset.]
[In this dungeon, you can only use the Reaper School spells below the silver level; your mana pool ratio is temporarily regarded as 15/34 (distorted by more than twice the order)]
[At sunrise, you can restore all the power of order]
[At sunset, you can restore all the power of distortion]
[Warning: When the ratio of the mana pool is reversed to more than 2:1, you will enter a state of loss of control (crazy), losing 20% of your maximum health per second]
After these words dissipated, a line of words appeared in front of Annan's eyes again:
[Main Quest: Survive]
Immediately, a large piece of small characters appeared again under this line of words:
【Do not fight with anyone】
[Learn everyone's real names]
【At least survive until the remaining four people】