397: Chapter 122 Faran’s Seventh Tower, Seven Holy Sorcerers (Part 1)_1 397: Chapter 122 Faran’s Seventh Tower, Seven Holy Sorcerers (Part 1)_1 The Tower of Light’s doors stood about five meters tall and appeared to be crafted from jade, decorated with many lifelike carvings, the most striking of which was a pure maiden holding aloft a flame of brightness.
At this moment, the enormous tower doors slowly opened, bursting forth with an intense golden light that took everyone by surprise, for there was only one person emerging from the Tower of Light, a breathtakingly beautiful girl.
The doors of the Tower of Light swung wide open but, incongruously with the colossal doors, the person walking out was a stunningly beautiful young woman.
Her fair skin seemed almost reflective of the sunlight, her long golden hair cascading down her back like a waterfall.
Her gaze was pure, with clear blue eyes that seemed almost to mirror the reflections of others.
Xiang Luan couldn’t help but look back at Ye Yinzhu behind her.
The clear eyes of the girl who had emerged from the Tower of Light were so similar to when she first met Ye Yinzhu!
Although Ye Yinzhu’s dark eyes remained clear, they held a depth that hadn’t been there when he first arrived at the Milan Magic Martial Academy.
“Greetings to the Saintess,” the seven Ninth Rank Zi rank Holy Knights bowed deeply in unison to the strikingly beautiful young woman.
The girl smiled and nodded, her smile warm and forting, like a spring breeze.
The knights in front of Ye Yinzhu and the others stepped aside of their own accord, forming a pathway leading to the Tower of Light.
With the knights no longer blocking the view, they were able to clearly see the features of the girl.
“Emissaries, please follow me into the tower,” the Saintess of Light said with a smile.
Strangely enough, although the emissaries from the Seven Nations were in different directions, at this moment each one felt as if the Saintess of Light was looking directly at them.
Xiang Luan was the first to walk towards the Tower of Light; Yue Hui, Ye Yinzhu, and Li Sha followed in single file behind her.
As they emerged from the pathway formed by the Pegasus Knights, they saw that emissaries from the other nations had also started walking towards the Tower of Light at the same time.
Ye Yinzhu immediately spotted the dark blue-haired girl and the Black Dragon Eddie, both in human form, whom he’d encountered on Faran’s streets.
Acpanying them were a man and a woman; the man was a warrior, handsomer than Eddie, yet with a more ominous presence than the Black Dragon.
The other woman, clearly a member of the Black Dragon Clan, had an extremely voluptuous figure, about the same height as Li Sha, her face radiant with allure, her eyes wandering, also gazing at the four from the Milan Empire.
Ye Yinzhu’s group also consisted of two men and two women, but there was only one young man among them – Ye Yinzhu himself.
The Black Dragon Clan girl’s attention almost immediately landed on Ye Yinzhu’s face, her black eyes gleamed, and she teasingly licked her lips.
A faint light flickered, and a trace of formidable energy undulated in Ye Yinzhu’s eyes.
He gave the Black Dragon girl only a cursory glance, his attention mostly on the dark blue-haired girl walking in the forefront.
The sense of familiarity was still there, even stronger than when they had last met.
However, now was not the time to ponder; with just a brief look, they had already arrived in front of the Tower of Light.
The emissaries from the other five nations had also arrived, but the only ones who caught Ye Yinzhu’s attention were four individuals not far from the group from the Landias Empire and Black Dragon City—the two muscular men walking in the back manded his notice most of all.
They were a pair of identical twins, with the same bald heads and towering figures over two meters tall.
Their skin emanated a metallic sheen, and the sunlight on their bodies seemed to produce a clinking sound.
Without question, they were from the Golden Dragon Tribe, known as the Metal Dragons, with physical attacks and defenses unmatched in the Seven Dragon Cities.
Representatives from the Seven Kingdoms, Seven Dragon Cities—a total of twenty-eight people—had arrived before the Tower of Light, loosely dividing into two camps gathered on their respective sides, with the Milan Empire’s side being more populous, naturally, as there were only three nations on the side of Landerius, pared to four on theirs.
The Saintess of Light gave a slight smile and said, “Wele, emissaries, to Faran.
On behalf of my teacher and the other six Tower Masters, I am here to usher you into the tower.
My name is Marina.
Please follow me.” With that, she nodded slightly to the twenty-eight people before her, turned, and walked into the tower.
The doors of the Tower of Light were indeed very wide, but even such a broad entrance could not acmodate twenty-eight people entering all at once.
Almost immediately, Xiang Luan stepped forward and walked in, acpanied, at the same time, by the dark blue-haired girl, the Black Phoenix.
Yue Hui subtly sidestepped, positioning himself to the right of Xiang Luan, a flash in his eyes and a domineering pressure suddenly released from this Sixth Rank Zi rank Grand Sorcerer.
Simultaneously, the youth standing beside Black Phoenix mirrored the action and positioned himself next to Black Phoenix, directing a sharp, cold pressure towards Yue Hui like piercing needles.
The Seven Nations, Seven Dragons battle hadn’t yet begun, but just the process of entering the tower had already sparked a power struggle between the Milan and Landias Empires, while the other five nations stood by as if watching a good show, observing the covert fight between the two empires.
Yue Hui grunted but stood his ground, while the face of the youth from the Landias Empire paled as he quickly retreated three steps, steadying himself only after being propped up by Black Dragon Eddie behind him.
In terms of strength, he was indeed somewhat inferior to the number one mage of the Milan Empire.
Although Yue Hui had gained the upper hand, Xiang Luan was not so lucky.
Just as her right foot was about to step into the Tower of Light, a dark force came from beside her.
Given that Xiang Luan’s magic level wasn’t very high, her body swayed and Black Phoenix had already entered the Tower of Light ahead of her.
Li Sha made his move, his body accelerating in the short distance as if through instant teleportation, quickly standing shoulder to shoulder with Yue Hui, while the two Black Dragons from Landias also advanced, standing with the youth in an atmosphere taut with imminent conflict.
Ye Yinzhu stood next to Li Sha, with the eight fingers of his hands moving slightly in a special rhythm, and a greenish glint on his right four fingers, ready to act at any moment.
“Please remember, this is Faran,” a clear, cold female voice rang out at this moment.
No one knew when she had arrived, but there was now another person among the six, none other than Langelia, the leading Phantom Holy Knight of Faran’s Twelve Holy Paladins, whom Yue Hui had mentioned earlier.
Langelia merely stood there, but her presence felt to both Milan and Landias like an insurmountable peak, dividing the clashing auras into two distinct parts, with no possibility of continued collision.
After a mutual, unpromising glance, both sides also chose to retract their auras.
It was inevitable to stand against each other, but no one wanted to foolishly make an enemy of Faran.
The entrance to the Tower of Light was wide after all, and the six people followed behind Black Phoenix and Xiang Luan, entering together.
Langelia’s figure vanished at the same time.
Upon entering the Tower of Light, Ye Yinzhu immediately noticed Xiang Luan’s somewhat pale face, her beautiful eyes filled with anger.
Black Phoenix, however, remained as cold as ever, her serene expression adding a mysterious beauty to her presence.
Xiang Luan felt like a failure.
She always thought that her beauty was unsurpassed, but today, in the simple process of entering the Tower of Light, not only was her strength far inferior to that of the girl representing the Landias Empire, but she also lost in terms of appearance.
This was the first time the Princess of Milan had encountered such a blow.
At the same time, she was full of curiosity about who this incredibly beautiful girl was.
It should be known that the Milan Empire had no shortage of spies within the Landias Empire, especially well-informed about the Landias Royal Family.
Since this young girl could represent Landias, it was enough to prove the nobility of her identity, yet there was no such person in Milan’s records.
Upon entering the Tower of Light, a great hall lay before them.
At the forefront was a statue of a deity, which looked somewhat strange.
The golden statue was shrouded in a misty haze, making it impossible to see its features.
The hall was very spacious and grand, like a palace.
Judging by the size of the inside area, it seemed even disproportionate to the Tower of Light.
But everyone who could enter here knew that this was the effect of a special magic formation.
After all, this was Faran, and probably only the seven Holy Sorcerers of Faran could manage to permanently fix such a space amplification magic formation here.
Inside the great hall, there were no stairs.
After Saintess of Light, Marina entered the tower, she first respectfully saluted the God of Light’s statue before turning around.
By this time, envoys from the other five nations and Dragon City had also entered the tower.
Following closely behind Milan and Landias was none other than the Bo Pang Kingdom, supported by Golden Dragon City.
With a slight smile, Marina said, “Everyone, please follow me.” As she said so, her hands joined in front of her chest without any incantation being uttered.
A faint purple light emerged around her body and then, through the gap between her palms, a gold light flashed.
First, a golden arc appeared, followed by the arc rapidly extending to both sides and a series of golden halos in a spiral pattern, that was actually a portal leading into the void.
Ninth Rank.
All twenty-eight envoys from the nations and Dragon City were astonished inside.
Although the Saintess of Light, Marina, seemed to be only about sixteen or seventeen years old, she had already reached the Zi rank level.
Unseen, Faran’s status in the hearts of each nation was elevated even further.
After nodding to everyone again, Marina took the lead walking through the golden portal.
With a flash of light, her entire figure had already entered and disappeared from sight.(To be continued.
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