Next, Rozen and Lifa headed towards the Tower of Wind.
Because there were no other means of long-distance movement in ALO other than flying, taking off from a high place was undoubtedly a good choice. That way, the burden on the wings would be less, and the acceleration would be faster. Plus, the recovery of the elves' wings mainly relied on sunlight and moonlight. Taking off from a high place without any cover was more beneficial to the endurance of the wings. Naturally, Rozen and Lifa had to find a higher place as their starting point.
The Tower of Wind was the tallest building in Si Luban. Many players liked to take off from the top of this tower for long-distance flight.
Therefore, Rozen and Lifa entered the main entrance of the Tower of Wind.
It was worth mentioning that the inside of the tower wasn't a cold space. It was also a famous shopping street in Si Luban. The first floor was a wide circular hall surrounded by all kinds of shops. In the center of the hall, there were two automatic elevators operated by magic power that could go to any floor of the tower. Currently, many players were appearing and disappearing from there.
"Do you want to buy some supplies first?"
On the way to the elevator, Lifa looked around and asked Rozen.
In terms of equipment, Rozen had already gathered all the necessary equipment. Now, he was comparable to the top players.
However, not only did he need equipment to increase his strength, but he also needed to buy recovery items to recover his HP and MP.
"Although I can use recovery magic, I also need to prepare MP potions."
Lifa explained to Rozen.
However, Rozen had played the game much more than Lifa. Such a simple truth, there was no way that Rozen didn't understand.
"As early as when I was gathering the equipment, I bought enough items from the recovery shop. If it's just the two of us, it should be enough for a few days."
So Rozen said.
"That's fine."
Lifa no longer hesitated. She pulled Rozen's hand and went straight to the elevator.
Just as the two were about to step on the elevator …
"Stop!"
A furious roar suddenly resounded in the hall on the first floor of the Tower of Wind.
This furious roar startled every player present, causing them to fall silent as they turned to look at the source of the roar.
"This is …"
Lifa was also startled. She subconsciously turned her head and looked in that direction.
Only Rozen …
"They really came?"
Rozen curled his lips, as if he had expected it, he turned around and faced the direction of the gate.
There, a group of people were walking in with great momentum.
They were three Wind Elf players.
The leader of the group was a man with a height that stood out from the rest of the Wind Elves. He had a rough but masculine face, and he was wearing a thick set of pure silver armor. There was a large broadsword at his waist, and a silver headband was tied around his forehead. He also had dark green wavy hair that reached his shoulders.
Behind the man, there were two Wind Elves, who seemed to be his supporters and teammates, following closely behind him. The equipment on their bodies was obviously not ordinary. All of them shone with a dazzling luster, proving that they were first-rate players.
However, it was obvious that they didn't come with good intentions.
The evidence was that the person in the lead not only had a gloomy expression, but he was also quite angry as he walked over.
"Sigrunt …?"
Lifa called out his name in surprise. Then, she seemed to have realized that he didn't come with good intentions. She frowned.
"He's the teammate that you mentioned before that we don't have a good relationship, right?"
Rozen's heart was as clear as a mirror as he confirmed with Lifa.
Lifa took a deep breath and nodded.
The three people in front of her were indeed members of the fixed team that had formed with Lifa for the past few weeks. Including Regan, there were a total of five people.
"He's a celebrity." Lifa introduced him to Rozen in a low voice. "All along, he has been competing with me for the throne of the strongest Wind Elf Swordsman. He doesn't play casually like me. He spent a lot of time in ALO. I can't compare to him at all in terms of skill values and rare equipment. So, in a one-on-one battle with him, it's always me who has the advantage in movement, trying to break through his tenacious defense. It's not easy to win against him."
Lifa and Sigrunt had advanced to the finals in the last Martial Arts Tournament. They fell into a prolonged battle in a one-on-one duel. In the end, while the opponent was anxious about the battle, she defeated him in one fell swoop and won.
After that, Sigrunt threw an olive branch to Lifa and invited her to join his team. For this, he didn't hesitate to let Regan, whose strength was far inferior to the other members of the team, join.
"In politics, he's also quite active and powerful. He's the assistant of the current Wind Elf Lord."
Lifa sighed.
"But his words and actions are always a little self-righteous. So, even if I can be very efficient in his team, I still have the thought of leaving."
Because of this, Lifa didn't hesitate to send a message to Sigrunt to say goodbye.
However, she didn't expect him to chase her all the way here.
So …
"You really want to escape, Lifa."
After saying so, the Wind Elf named Sigrout arrived in front of Rozen and Lifa. Relying on his height, he looked down at Lifa with a domineering look.
As for Rozen, he was already ignored by the other party.
Lifa's brows furrowed even deeper.
The noises of the crowd became louder and louder, attracting the attention of many people.
Lifa and Sigrunt stared at each other.
"What do you mean escape?" Lifa said unhappily, "I just want to go out. There's no reason for me to escape."
What he said was met with a loud shout.
"No reason for you to escape?" Sigrunt said angrily, "You left the team without my permission and now want to go out. Isn't that the same as escaping?"
Sigrout's words caused another uproar in the surroundings.
This time, Lifa was really angry.
"Do I need your permission to go anywhere I want to go? It's none of your business, isn't it? "
Lifa glared at Sigrunt.
"You are a member of my team. Shouldn't I be in charge?"
Sigrunt roared angrily.
"I've left the team!"
Lifa said angrily.
However, Sigrunt didn't listen to her.
"It's irresponsible of you to leave the team without permission. You will only bring trouble to your teammates!" "Everyone knows that you're a member of my team. Now you have no reason to leave just like that. How can you call yourself a Wind Elf when you're so stubborn?!" Sigrout rebuked him forcefully.
Sigrunt's words made Lifa's eyes widen.
Then, an uncontrollable anger burned in her heart.
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