Dangerous Tower Listening to Rain

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Due to previous technical issues, certain chapters of this book were unfortunately missing. 
We are pleased to announce that these chapters have now been restored. 
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The top-tier professional player Lis woke up to find himself having crossed into the "Divine Revelation" game, becoming a Viscount enamored with magic.
Knowing that he would soon face a continent engulfed in war smoke, grand otherworld expeditions, the mysterious decay of the World Tree, and the constant threat of Abyss Demon invasions...
Lis admitted he was a bit panicked.
......
Fortunately, the game system was still in place, and he still possessed the "All-Purpose" Talent.
With the memories of his past life, he switched his class to Arcanist, analyzed the Element Model, reshaped the world's rules, and step by step ascended to that supreme throne.
......
Players complained about him, "This boss is too perverted, he can even grow stronger, we protest!"
Elves worshiped him, "Lord Lis is the strongest Divine Favored, he has brought peace to the world."
Mages praised him, "He is the pioneer of magic, as well as the Guardian. His revered name is Lis Kane, He is the god of the arcane."

I Ascend to the Divine Throne through Arcane Means

When Daphne emerged in her formal gown, even Lis couldn't help but admire her with several additional glances.


It must be said that a quiet and gentle Daphne truly possessed a uniquely enchanting charm.


As Lis and Daphne stood in front of the Council, they attracted the astonished and appreciative gazes of all the passersby.


Just as Lis was about to enter the Council with Daphne, a figure appeared before him, smiling and walking towards him.


Lis turned his head and saw it was an elderly elf clad in simple attire.


He was draped in an ordinary emerald green robe without fancy embroidery or elaborate decorations, just a few natural folds left by the years, recording the passage of time and the wisdom of life.


His hair, like the last touch of golden yellow in autumn, was already speckled with white yet shimmered with a gentle gloss, casually tied at the back of his head. The elder's face was kind and profound, with faint wrinkles at the corners of his eyes.


Chapter 471: Favored by the Lucky Goddess? _2