Not only did Hao Ren see the figure, but Lily, who has always known herself as a keen six-sense, also caught the shadow flashing between the bookshelves for the first time, and the husky girl immediately jumped up: "There is someone in front!"
”The group immediately chased forward, they walked through the rows of bookshelves like a labyrinth of high walls, closely chasing the faint aura in front of them, after chasing several giant bookshelves in a row, Hao Ren finally saw the back of the target, he saw that it was a petite woman, from the back it was about the same height as Lily, and she was extremely agile.Just as everyone was about to catch up with this woman, the other party suddenly rushed straight towards a row of bookshelves full of scrolls, and finally disappeared under everyone's noses."
Gone?!"
Hao Ren saw the other party disappear and ran several steps in a row before stopping the car, he came to the bookshelf, but found that it was just an ordinary shelf, there was no secret passage or hidden device, and the data terminal also shook his body after detecting the readings of the surrounding space: "There is no sign of spatial teleportation, I am afraid it was a phantom just now." ”"First the walking dead, and now even the ghosts have finally emerged......"
Itzhax said in a gruff voice, "Wouldn't all the witchers in this tower be half-dead......"
"You still remember that Claude before?"
”Lily suddenly remembered something, "Could it be that he escaped from the tower and was caught by you on the front line?"
”“…… But he didn't look like a deserter. ”Izax touched his chin and shook his head slightly, and just as he finished speaking, a sudden sound of footsteps from not far away interrupted everyone.A tall figure appeared not far away as if out of thin air, and walked slowly towards everyone, holding a heavy book in his hand, looking completely immersed in reading ancient scriptures, Bai Huo immediately exclaimed after seeing this figure: "Mentor?!"
”It was none other than Hasselblad who had been brought into the Spirit Clock Tower before and his life and death were uncertain!
However, Hasselblad's state was exactly the same as that of Andahel he had met before, his eyes were hollow, his behavior was mechanical, like a soulless puppet, he was stiffly repeating the activities he had in this tower, he was pacing by the bookshelf with a large book in his hand, and only after Hao Ren and his party walked in front of him did he look up sluggishly, and nodded slightly to Bai Huo: "You came to study Potions?"
”"Mentor......
How did you become like this?
”Although he knew that the other party might not be able to answer his question, Bai Huo stepped forward and grabbed Hasselblad's hand and asked anxiously, "Are you okay?"
”Hasselblad just looked at Bai Huo expressionlessly, and after being dull for a long time, he nodded lightly: "I'm fine." ”"Where are the others?"
Hao Ren also stepped forward to ask some questions tentatively, because according to Andahle's situation, even in this state of "soul separation", Hasselblad should be able to provide a little bit of information, "Where are the saints?"
”"Everyone is where they should be, and the saints are lecturing everyone," Hasselblad said slowly, nodding to Vivien, "Your Excellency the Countess." ”"The soul is also separated, the consciousness is imprisoned in the depths of the spiritual realm, and the whole person seems to be isolated in another past time and space," the data terminal checked the status of Hasselblad, "hmm......
His 'symptoms' seem to be milder than others?!
”"Mild symptoms?"
A glimmer of hope suddenly flashed in Bai Huo's eyes, "Can you wake him up?"
”At this time, Hao Ren also saw that Hasselblad's state was indeed better than Andahel's - because his eyes kept sweeping over Vivien and the others, and from time to time he would show a little puzzled look, as if subconsciously he still knew that this was the Spirit Clock Tower, and knew that these people in front of him should not come to this place.This kind of active thinking activity had not been seen in Andahel or the dozens of witchers before him.Part of Hasselblad's mind was still active, and his subconscious mind was probably trying to manifest it.The data terminal flew around Hasselblad's head and muttered, "Maybe it's because the real 'location' of this library is really outside the Spirit Clock Tower, so he will be less affected than others."
Trying to give him some stimulation doesn't quite wake him up, but you can ask him some questions at this time. ”As he spoke, a series of blue markings suddenly lit up on the shell, and several bright arcs of lightning struck Hasselblad's forehead, and the latter was shocked, and his eyes suddenly returned to some clarity."
Mentor, mentor, how are you?"
White Fire grabbed Hasselblad's shoulder and shook it vigorously, "Can you hear me?"
”Hasselblad's gaze shifts between lucidity and chaos, as if trying to break free from some kind of mental captivity, but he still can't react vividly and clearly.Itzhax is a master of the soul path, and when he realized Hasselblad's soul state, he immediately stepped forward and pressed the other person's shoulder: "Don't force yourself to speak, just nod or shake your head - can you hear us?"
”Hasselblad nodded slowly."
Do you know where the saint is?'
Real' place. ”Hasselblad continued to nod."
Take us to them."
Hasselblad hesitated for a moment, but eventually nodded, then turned and walked in a certain direction.The group followed the elder witcher and continued their march deeper into the Spirited Clock Tower, while Tutain left markers along the way that would be identified by the follow-up troops - although it seems that the Spirit's guards have been disintegrated by the strange "ghost" state here, it still needs a follow-up army to conduct a thorough investigation of the tower.Under Hasselblad's leadership, the group finally found the missing witchers, including the elders who had been captured by the Order of Elders, as well as the original guards in the Bell Tower of the Spirit Realm.The situation in the depths of the clock tower is even more eerie and creepy.They walked through eerie halls, dusty studies, deep corridors echoing with strange whistling sounds, and the spirit clock towers were littered with lifeless faded rooms that had been abandoned for days, flickering candles swaying on the walls, candles showing no signs of burning, fireplace flames beeping in the corners of the room, but the flames had no temperature.Every now and then, cold winds of unknown origin blow across the building, bringing distant, muffled human voices that are mostly only audible to Lily.It's like a haunted house.And the ghost-like witchers are moving like walking corpses in such an environment, like ghosts imprisoned in the cracks of time, mechanically repeating their old lives.In the library, several of the Order's elders were completely enchanted by ancient texts, in an arsenal they saw the hollow-eyed Master Witcher mechanically wiping their weapons, and in the corridors further up, they had more than once encountered wandering Tower Guards, who were still patrolling and handing over on a strict schedule, but oblivious to everything that passed in their sights.Eventually, they came to what looked like a banquet hall.The ballroom was eerie and dark, more faded than elsewhere, the entire hall was almost black and white, and a gloomy atmosphere hung in the air and was almost impossible to breathe.The ballroom reverberated with ethereal, staccato music that sounded as if it had leaked from some shattered plane, and one couldn't help but wonder if there was really someone in the ballroom still holding a ball—an endless banquet that was repeated over and over again in some closed space-time.Hasselblad had not spoken since he brought everyone here, and now the data terminal was checking his status, while Hao Ren looked around warily.He saw that from time to time in the dim environment around him there would be some very thin light and shadow, which flickered away, and if he looked closely, he would see that they were human figures, like the remnants of the people who used to hold balls here.Out of the corner of his eye, he saw a faintly familiar short figure running out of the corner of the banquet hall, the same one that had suddenly appeared and disappeared from the library before.The figure ran down the hall, flickered a few times, and finally vanished beside Lily—startling the husky girl.Just when everyone was nervous by the terrible atmosphere here, little Elizabeth suddenly pointed to the end of the hall: "There is a person!
”Hao Ren looked in the direction of the little girl's finger, and sure enough, he saw a faint figure in the dark.It was an emaciated figure in a black robe, almost completely blending in with the dimness of the background, and there was no breath coming out, if it weren't for the little girl's sharp eyes, I'm afraid Hao Ren wouldn't have noticed that there was a person sitting there.Lily nervously stepped forward, and she realized that the person in front of her was probably the so-called saint - because the other person really had a strange mask over his face.But there was not a trace of anger in him.Lily cautiously poked the person in front of her with her paws: "It seems to be ......
It's been a long time since I've been dead. ”(To be continued.) )