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Spent half a tidal day in the tower of the Flower God.

Wang Dali came to the Pantheon.

This hall is so magnificent that people walk in like little ants under the sky.

In the Pantheon, various gods come and go.

"You want to buy a tall tower?" The clergy's eyes lit up and immediately talked, "Do you want the tall tower on the square or outside the square? I tell you, the tallest tower on the square is the safest , Because the Pantheon is here, no one dares to stray wild in the square!"

"Then it's on the square!"

"Yes, a wise choice. There are currently three hundred and eighty unowned towers in the square. Their former owners have either consigned, moved, or simply disappeared. Three hundred and eighty, where do you want? One?"

The clergy waved, and the information of the 380 towers immediately flooded Wang Dali's mind.

"The first tower!" Wang Dali said immediately.

"Uh... that is the oldest tower. It is said to be a palace tower of the sons of the Void Monarch. Its biggest feature is its high, unparalleled height. Its height is ten times higher than that of the Pantheon. The tallest building in Guixu, standing on the highest point, can even overlook the entire Guixu and the chaotic ocean nearby. Of course, as long as you have enough vision!"

The clergy began to talk about the glorious history and magical characteristics of this tower.

"Two thousand chaotic colored stones, are you sure you want to buy it?" the clergyman finally said.

"I can only pay 1,500 colored stones at most!" Wang Dali said.

"No, no!"

The priest shook his head.

"One thousand and four hundred, you must know that the only characteristic of that tall tower is that it is tall, and the rest are scum. That tall tower is already in ruins, and there is no decent ecology inside. Why is it worth two thousand colors? Stone, don't you want to pit me? If you are not happy, I won't even give out 1,400 colored stones!" Wang Dali said.

"Okay, okay... I haven't seen a customer like you, just 1,500 colored stones, absolutely, absolutely can't be less!" The clergyman handed over a title deed and said, "I put a brand on it, This high tower belongs to you, of course, hurry up and pay!"

Wang Dali took the title deed and branded it. The title deed was in duplicate, one for himself and the other for the record in the Pantheon.

After smashing 1,500 colored stones, Wang Dali finally had a tower of his own, barely having a foothold in Guixu.

"congratulations!"

When the Flower God saw Wang Dali holding the title deed, he immediately came up to congratulate him.

"Tongxi, let's go, let's go to see my new home, home to the market, it is really not easy!" Wang Dali said with emotion.

"You have a Pegasus, are you afraid that there is no Chaos Colored Stone? You are a big local tyrant. How do you let those poor people who don't have a Pegasus live?" The Flower God forced.

"Haha... let's go!"

Standing in front of the Pantheon, looking up a little, you can see the most special tower on the north square. The tower is dark and the outer wall seems to be a little broken. The biggest feature is that it is tall and unparalleled. The thief is high!

"Unexpectedly, you bought this high tower. Its full name is the highest spire overlooking the ocean of chaos. I don't know why his original owner took such a funny name, dare to use the highest to describe it!"

The God of Flowers sighed with emotion, "Most people buy a tower because of its robustness and whether there is a complete ecology in it. Only in this way can you live comfortably, and this tower, except for its height, has nothing to do with it. There is no decent ecological cycle, it is just a ruin, a dilapidated house, I really don’t know why you fancy this high tower!"

"I like old buildings, especially super-tall buildings. In our place, this is called historical heritage!" Wang Dali came to the highest minaret and looked up. With ordinary eyesight, he naturally couldn't see the highest point of the minaret. .

"It's so high!"

The god of flowers vomited, "On this Guixu, there are thirteen layers of clouds, and each layer of clouds is getting higher and higher. Even the Pantheon only touches the sixth layer of clouds, and the highest spire, unexpectedly Towering out of the thirteenth layer of clouds, high into the gloomy void, there is no building that can be compared with it, but what use is this?!"

Wang Dali held the land deed in his hand, his breath rushed to the door, and the lock of the door was immediately activated and slowly opened.

Walking into the tower is like entering another world.

This tall tower is a small dark world, dark everywhere, full of biting cold wind.

Inside the tower, there is a circular stone step that leads to the unpredictable spire of the tower.

The stone steps lead to each floor of the tower, a total of three hundred and sixty floors. Each floor is a ruin. There is no decent ecology inside. The best is a piece of primitive jungle.

"How to manage, how to build a complete ecology? I don't have the time to do these trivial things!" Wang Dali said.

"You can only go to the square and find vendors to buy various servants and various puppets. It is necessary to repair the buildings, the mechanical puppets are suitable, the ecological environment is to be taken care of, the elves are suitable, and the defense and transportation are suitable, and the little witches and ghosts are suitable!"

"Okay, buy some back when you have time!"

Wang Dali came to the top of the tower. This is a spire, towering into the dark void. Standing here and looking around, you can see the whole picture of Guixu, and even the chaotic ocean beyond Guixu.

The whistling dark wind blows, and the entire minaret is groaning, very crippled.

The Flower God was trembling when he was blown by the gloomy wind.

"No, this place is evil, gloomy and void. There is no normal energy essence anymore, only gloom is left. This tower is simply a ruin, a haunted house, no wonder no one has ever bought it!"

Wang Dali is secretly proud that this high tower is at the position of the red dot on the mysterious map. Here, there must be a secret hidden. Wang Dali is convinced that this high tower is worth a gamble.

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