Hello, is this a letter addressed to Demon Fortress?

Ghostfire Knights are a type of undead that are very common in the Bone Highlands.

Along the trade route, adventurers also mentioned the Ghostfire Warhorse, the Skeleton Hound, and those swaying Skeleton Sentinels.

These things all look frightening.

He was tall and imposing, with a ghostly blue light emanating from his eye sockets.

But in reality, their strength is very weak.

Compared to the truly ruthless characters in the forbidden area, they are not even in the same league.

Their presence is more like a backdrop to this highland, meant to scare away unsuspecting passersby.

Over the next few days, Lin Gui and Elvia encountered these undead creatures one after another.

Every night, when they light a campfire to rest.

Those things will emerge from the darkness.

They gathered in the edge of the area where the campfire couldn't reach, silently gazing at them.

Don't approach, don't attack, just watch.

Just like the Ghostfire Knight on the first night.

I watched them silently.

Occasionally, a few slightly larger ones would linger closer.

But it remained at the edge of the flames, as if blocked by an invisible boundary.

Even Elvia noticed something was wrong with this strange phenomenon.

They abandoned their initial disdain.

She started to move closer to Lin Gui, and even slept on his shoulder.

The sword, silently clenched in his hand, never left his side.

Daytime is the best time to travel.

Sunlight will slow down undead creatures.

Most powerful and dangerous undead creatures do not appear during the day.

Nighttime is when undead creatures become frenzied.

These creatures of darkness become stronger, more active, and more bloodthirsty when sheltered by the night.

But... every night during their rest, undead creatures surround Elvia and the Forest Spirit.

Apart from the original Skeleton Cat, the Forest Ghost shows no signs of mania or bloodlust.

Lin Gui even sensed the presence of "humans" in them.

It was as if a group of living ghosts were staring at him, the foreign sorcerer.

He had never heard of such a situation from those traveling merchants and adventurers.

This eeriness weighed heavily on Lin Gui's mind, causing him to subconsciously quicken his pace.

As they ventured deeper into the Bone Heights, the surrounding landscape changed.

More and more scattered bone fragments appeared, along with complete, massive skeletons.

Those enormous skeletons lay across the gray, barren land.

Some resemble the chest cavity of some giant beast, with ribs curved like an arch bridge.

Some resemble the spine of a long snake, stretching segment by segment into the distance, seemingly endless.

Several broken leg bones were stuck diagonally in the soil.

It was thicker than a person's waist, and its surface was covered with fine cracks.

This place used to be a battlefield.

It is the Thousand Towers, a battlefield where the repelled undead are hunted down.

The Forest Ghost slowed its pace, its staff weaving through the massive skeletons.

The air was filled with a musty, dry smell, like the scent of something dried out by time.

The light streamed down from above, being cut into tiny specks by the tall skeleton.

It landed on the ground, its light flickering.

The feeling of oppression grew stronger and stronger.

It was as if something was sleeping deep within those bones.

It makes you unconsciously slow down your breathing.

And this sense of oppression.

They only calmed down a little when they saw the first group of mages.

He was a teacher at a magic academy.

He was clearing away scattered bones with a group of magic apprentices.

Several young apprentices held up staffs.

He chanted a mid-level fireball spell, burning the still slightly trembling bone fragments to ashes.

The appearance of these people means that the City of a Thousand Towers is not far away.

Sure enough, not long after.

Lin Gui and Elvia could see into the far distance.

At the edge of the highlands, a colossal tower rises from the ground, almost touching the clouds.

Tower of the Sky.

It stood there, like a pillar supporting the heavens and the earth.

The gray-white tower stretches from the ground all the way up into the clouds.

Its top disappears into the gray-blue sky, with no end in sight.

The tower is surrounded by intricate runes, and a magical boulder floats in the sunlight, emitting a bright glow.

It gleams with a pale golden luster in the sunlight, like a slowly flowing river winding around the tower.

Several tall towers surround it, like subjects surrounding a king.

I saw that iconic tower.

Elvia excitedly patted Lin Gui on the shoulder, her voice rising several octaves.

"Fly up! Fly up quickly! Let me see the entire view of the Thousand Pagodas!"

"This is my first time visiting Thousand Towers, the holy city of mages!"

Lin Gui did not refuse and manipulated the staff to climb upwards.

As the height increases, more and more towers gradually emerge from the horizon.

One after another, they resemble a forest of stalagmites.

They are of different sizes and at different heights.

The central Sky Tower shimmered in varying shades of gray and gold under the sunlight.

It is a magic tower of other elements.

Light, darkness, metal, wood, water, fire, earth, soul...

Lin Gui looked at the familiar spires in the distance, his expression complex.

The excited reaction from Elvia behind him reminded him of his own past.

Back then, I saw that spire in the distance.

Just like Elvia, she was shocked and overjoyed.

You're back again.

Elvia stood on a long, narrow oak staff.

With his hands on Lin Gui's shoulders, he craned his neck to look at the towers, constantly exclaiming in amazement.

Lin Gui withdrew his gaze and increased his magical output.

The staff and the long string of wooden crates streaked across the sky with a whoosh.

With a whooshing sound, it flew rapidly toward the Thousand Towers.

They crossed the edge of the highlands where the last piles of bones lay.

They eventually left the area of ​​the Bone Highlands.

And after they left.

Behind me, at the highest point of that pile of bones.

A small, thin skeleton slowly crawled up from the pile of bones.

It stood atop the pile of bones, its dry skeleton gleaming grayish-white in the midday sun.

Empty eye sockets stared straight ahead at the black figure gradually shrinking in the distant sky.

Even under the blazing sun.

The ghostly fire in its eye socket was still burning.

The dark blue flames did not diminish in the slightest due to the intense light.

for a long time......

A hoarse, inhuman voice emanated from its skeleton.

Filled with doubt and curiosity.

"The...earth...and...the...ghost...?"