Spellcasting Heavens

Dragging their exhausted bodies from the endless steps, the three finally arrived at the library on the second floor of the tower.

As soon as they stepped through the gate, they were stunned by what they saw.

In a spacious and empty hall, there are huge bookshelves with a height of more than five meters, and each floor is densely packed with heavy books.

The most important thing is that by reading the ever-changing mysterious symbols on the spine of the book, anyone can instantly understand the meaning of these symbols, and at the same time understand that among thousands of books, none of them are duplicated.

Oh my God! Am I dreaming?!!! The middle-aged man with a mustache couldn't help but take a breath of cold air and exclaimed with trembling all over.

Compared with the pitifully small library of the Spellcasters Guild in the city, this place is simply an ocean of knowledge and books, a sacred temple for every magic explorer.

No! You are not dreaming! This is the library, a place where countless powerful spells have been recorded. Please hurry up, you only have ten hours. Aarons reminded in a condescending and superior tone.

Once upon a time, in order to be able to enter the library of the Spellcasters Guild, he did not hesitate to sacrifice his health and energy and repeatedly do some of the lowest and most menial tasks.

But now, he has completed the leap from quantitative change to qualitative change, and can look down at the opponent from a higher place.

That unparalleled pleasure is being transmitted along the nerves to every corner of the body at this moment, as if drinking a glass of ice water in the hot desert, which is completely beyond words.

Iseult was obviously aware of the attitude of his former apprentice. A trace of anger flashed in his eyes, but he quickly concealed it. Without saying a word, he grabbed a book and started reading.

At the beginning, the three of them could barely maintain their sense and grace, but after a while, they completely forgot everything around them and immersed themselves in various esoteric magic theories, as well as more knowledge than they could master in their lifetime. One of the massive spell models.

crazy!

Hysterical madness!

For ten hours, no one ate, drank, rested, or even had time to copy notes, just so that they could read a few more books and record a few more spells.

Wait until Aarons loudly announces that the time is up,

Everyone trembled involuntarily, and then slowly put the precious books back to their original places with strong reluctance and regret.

The middle-aged man with a mustache even knelt on the ground and cried bitterly: God! Why are you so cruel! Let me see with my own eyes the road leading to the supreme palace of magic, but you ruthlessly cut it off. closure.

well--

The other person couldn't help but sigh.

In contrast, although there were tears on Iseult's wrinkled face, she still managed to calm down her violent emotions and said in a tone full of envy: Arons, you are a lucky man, so lucky. Enough to make all spell casters jealous. It is foreseeable that as time goes by, you will soon surpass all of us and become a truly strong person. Here, I sincerely request you to give us a learning opportunity Opportunity, no matter what the cost.”

Are you sure? The young man pursed his lips and showed a reserved smile.

Of course! Do you think that after a spellcaster comes to this library, he can still resist the temptation it brings? No! If the guild's library is addictive snuff, then the library here is a black market seller. Selling the purest narcotics. Losing the former will make people feel uncomfortable, but losing the latter will make people want to die. I know that the tower master must be planning something. He needs some servants and assistants, and I am willing to be one of them. member.

As the saying goes, he who does not die in old age is a thief.

Being accustomed to the intrigues between spellcasters and nobles, Iseult suddenly realized many things that had been ignored before, and chose to betray the guild and his hometown without thinking.

Oh? Are you sure? You must know that this is not an easy matter, let alone just swearing an oath casually. Aarons hinted meaningfully.

Iseult shrugged nonchalantly: I'm not a fool! I know what I'm doing! I also understand how much risk it takes to do so. Come on, tell me what I need to do, and I will prove my worth.

Count me in!

Me too!

The other two people hurriedly followed suit, their eyes revealing the flame of ambition.

Seeing this scene, Aarons nodded with satisfaction: Very good! I believe the tower master will be very satisfied with your current attitude. In this case, I will not talk nonsense and give you the first task directly, provoking The nobles attacked the tower.

What?!

You're crazy!

There's nothing wrong with my ears, right?

…

For a moment, the three people present gave reactions of shock or disbelief.

They simply couldn't believe that the tower master would actually want to lure others to attack them!

No! I'm not crazy! I'm just conveying the tower master's will to you. Remember, the master we are loyal to is not a mortal. We don't need your way of thinking to guess his intentions. Just execute the orders honestly.

After saying these warning words, Aarons ignored the three of them and went directly to the bookshelf, picked up a book that he had not finished reading last time, and read it with relish.

The remaining three people stared at each other, and after exchanging glances with each other, they quickly left the tower and began to return along the original path.

As they walked, the middle-aged man with a mustache asked: What do you think the owner of the magic tower wants to do?

I don't know! I don't want to know! Anyway, our mission is to spread false information so that those greedy nobles feel that they can achieve their goals through force. As for their life and death, it is none of our business. Another person was satisfied. He sneered with disdain.

That's right! From the moment we make up our minds to serve the tower master, everything in the world has nothing to do with us. No matter what he wants to do, whether it is to destroy a city or a country, it doesn't matter to us. Only Knowledge and power are our eternal pursuits. My friend, the door to the highest palace of magic has been opened. There is nothing more important than this. Iseult clenched the wooden staff in his hand, his old body It seems to be bursting with endless energy.

No one knew that in the tower not far away, Zhang Cheng was monitoring their every move through primitive magic, and joked with a half-smile: What a familiar scene! All intelligent life in the entire universe, as long as there is Independent consciousness, selfishness and desire will be born, and then slowly go to destruction. Since it is destined to perish, then let you do your part for my experiment before you perish.