829 The Most Powerful Equipment in History Part 2 (2/2)

”Nailisi, what do you think of this thing here?”

”Very nice, but master, if you were to bring this thing back to the Myers Mainland and use it...”

”When I do put this thing into use, I guess I will have to kill every single one of my enemies then,” Saleen patted Nailisi's head and smiled.

Saleen, of course, knew of the importance of the magic tower. Even when not used for crafting equipment and simply used as common firewood, a standard-sized piece of a divine tree wood would last for two centuries when used as such. The energies inherent within the divine tree were terrifying. That was the reason why they could attract the attentions of powerful people in the first place.

”Master, how about you fuse my Twelve Notes of Purgatory in it as well. That would be feasible with your water flame alchemy. If anyone dares to sneak inside, we will have a greater chance of killing them!”, Nailisi steeled her mind, readying herself to give up her most precious piece of equipment.

Saleen laughed and pulled Nailisi to the ground. He quickly replenished Raphael's tower with grade-9 magic nuclei, as his masterpiece of blood and sweat would have been wasted if the space within collapsed.

Only within such a magic tower that elements were in abundance in, and only with such conditions fulfilled, was Saleen able to craft equipment of such capacity.

Sika's children were able to stand on their own. While Caucasus children were born late, they matured quickly. His children rushed at him when they saw him. Saleen picked them both up one in each arm, and said to Nailisi, ”I will give you some materials to repair your Twelve Notes of Purgatory. My tower will one day become something surpassing godly items. There is no need to waste your stuff.”

”Master, this would not be a waste!”

”Heh, Nailisi. Saleen isn't the type who would be modest when asking for stuff from you,” Sika said, ”We will need to go home soon. If your Twelve Notes of Purgatory were to be fused with this thing here, we would have lost one powerful equipment indeed.”

”But master, this thing you crafted--!”, Nailisi was at a loss for words.

”My teacher told me that my lineage of magic practice has no room for retreat. The creation of this tower served as a symbol of severing any means of retreat to me. I will not back down from anything from here on out. I will head to the oceanic ice block and look for the single-horned white whale cemetery. Then I will make this tower fly, and then, hehe...”

”And then, you will become the biggest piece of meat that everyone will fight for!”, Nailisi said glumly.

”Well, I can't think of anyone who would dare fly in thunderstorms. I will go look for their lair of anyone who dared cross me while flying in thunderstorms. With this tower, I will be able to take on grade-9 mages, even killing them. Tell me, Nailisi, have you ever seen mages carrying their towers with them?”

”No, I haven't,” Nailisi finally submitted.

”I will truly break through and advance into grade-8 when I leave this place. Nailisi, the powers of everyone on the Myers Mainland are growing. No matter how good we are, there is no way we can be better than everyone else. Please work hard, as I will still need you to protect me.”

”I...I know,” Nailisi recalled that she had not been doing much in bettering herself as of late. She felt a tinge of frustration for it.Find authorized novels in Webnovel，faster updates, better experience，Please clickfor visiting.

”Right, these are the materials I have crafted for you. Add them to your Twelve Notes of Purgatory. With your abilities of restoration alone, you will probably not be able get it fixed in three or five-thousand years,” Saleen dumped a big pile of materials in front of her as he elaborated. Branches, dried leaves, and bark of divine trees were among the pile of material. The main materials of the divine trees were all used up by Saleen, but the huge branches were still in great numbers. The enhancement of the Twelve Notes of Purgatory required incredibly sturdy materials to enable it to stabilize the space within.

”Pa...pa!”, Saleen's son spoke and he sounded like an angel.

Saleen turned to look at his son, whom he had just handed over to Sika with a surprised look, and pointed at the boy's face, ”He speaks now!?! Wow...”

”You find this surprising?”, Sika asked smugly, ”Descendants of Caucasus priestesses are of course smarter than everyone else's kids. If I was a nature priestess, these kid here would probably be able to get knowledge directly transferred to him. Now we will probably have to wait until he is a teen before he starts developing abilities of those sorts. No worries. Our boy here will definitely be a good mage.”

”You're not planning to have him become a priest?”

”What priest? This kid here will be the second Caucasus king. I will let the girl be a mage too, instead of having her walk the path I have walked,” Sika's eyes were shimmering with hints of tears, but looked adamant nonetheless.