Ruth floated above the Tower of Dark Enigma, his expression indifferent yet with a touch of determination.
"Are you prepared to die fighting at Sia Tower?" a sharp voice sounded behind him.
"I'm about to leave home, never to return, why do you insist on mocking me?" Ruth shook his head. "Besides, although I've set up a barrier, they know we're definitely dissatisfied... but at this stage, why say such troublesome things?
It's not like you can avoid it, Nicholson."
"Ha~ you don't care, after all, the legacy of the Soul Department doesn't end with you.
But what about me?
What about the future of the Tower of Dark Enigma?"
Nicholson said angrily, "The Soul Main Tower is long gone, now, the main pillar of the Tower of Dark Enigma is only our Tower of Prophecy, isn't it?
Although we don't really have a legacy to speak of, the common prophecy spells can still activate prophecy talents, and the Hazy Moon can still be useful.
