Chapter 1017 Saint

Not only did Hao Ren see the figure, but Lily, who always prided herself on her keen senses, also immediately caught the shadow passing between the bookshelves. The husky girl immediately jumped up: "There is someone in front of you!"

The group of people immediately chased forward, weaving between the rows of bookshelves that looked like a maze of high walls, chasing closely the faint scent in front of them. After chasing several giant bookshelves in succession, Hao Ren finally Seeing the target's back, he saw that it was a petite woman, probably about the same height as Lily from the back, and she was extremely agile. Just when everyone was about to catch up with this woman, she suddenly rushed straight towards a row of bookshelves filled with scrolls, and finally disappeared under everyone's noses.

"Gone?!" After seeing the other party disappear, Hao Ren ran several steps before stopping the car. When he came to the bookshelf, he found that it was just an ordinary shelf and there was no hidden secret. Or a hidden device. The data terminal swayed after detecting the surrounding space readings: "There is no sign of space transmission. I'm afraid it was just a phantom."

"First there were zombie-like demon hunters, and now even ghosts have appeared..." Yzaks said in a rough voice, "Will all the demon hunters in this tower become half-dead?" Are you in good condition..."

"Do you still remember the Claude from before?" Lily suddenly remembered something, "Could it be that he escaped from the tower and was caught by you on the front line?"

"...But his condition doesn't look like a deserter." Yzaks touched his chin and shook his head slightly, and just as he finished speaking, there was a sudden sound of footsteps coming from not far away. Cut off everyone.

A tall figure appeared not far away as if out of thin air, and slowly walked towards the crowd. He was holding a heavy big book in his hand, and seemed to be completely immersed in reading ancient classics. Bai Huo was reading After seeing this figure, he immediately exclaimed: "Teacher?!"

The person walking slowly was none other than Hasselblad, who had been brought into the spiritual world clock tower before, where his life or death was uncertain!

However, Hasselblad's state was exactly the same as the Andahel he met before. His eyes were empty and his behavior was mechanical. He was like a soulless puppet, stiffly repeating the activities he had done in this tower. He was holding a big book in his hand. He walked around the bookshelf. After Hao Ren and his friends walked in front of him, he looked up blankly and nodded slightly to Bai Huo: "Are you here to study potions?"

"Teacher...how did you become like this?" Even though 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?"

Hasu just looked at Bai Huo expressionlessly, and after being dull for a long time, he nodded gently: "I'm fine."

"Where are everyone else?" Hao Ren also stepped forward to ask some tentative questions, because according to Andahel's situation, even in this "soul-departed" state, Hasselblad should be able to provide a little information, "Saints Where are they all?”

"Everyone is where they should be, and the saints are lecturing everyone," Hasselblad said slowly and nodded to Vivian, "Your Majesty the Countess."

"The soul has also been separated, and the consciousness is imprisoned deep in the spiritual realm. The whole person seems to be isolated in another past time and space." The data terminal checked Hasselblad's status, "Well... his 'symptoms' seem to be Slighter than others?!”

"The symptoms are mild?" A glimmer of hope suddenly flashed in Bai Huo's eyes, "Can we wake him up?"

At this time, Hao Ren also saw that Hasselblad's condition was indeed better than that of Andahel - because his eyes kept scanning Vivian and others, and he would show a little doubt from time to time, as if subconsciously he still knew This is the spirit world clock tower, and I know that these people in front of me should not come to this place. This kind of active thinking activity has never appeared in Andahel and the dozens of previous demon hunters.

Part of Hasselblad's psyche is still active, and his subconscious may be trying to express this.

The data terminal was flying around Hasselblad's head while mumbling: "Maybe it's because the real 'location' of this library is really outside the clock tower in the spiritual world, so he will be less affected than others. I’m trying to give him some stimulation, but I guess it won’t completely wake him up, but you can take this time to ask him some questions.”

As the terminal spoke, a series of blue markings suddenly lit up on the casing, and then several bright arcs hit Hasselblad's forehead. The latter was shocked, and his eyes suddenly regained some clarity.

"Teacher, how are you doing, tutor?" Bai Huo grabbed Hasu's shoulders and shook him hard, "Can you hear me?"

Hasselblad's eyes were constantly changing between clarity and chaos, as if he was trying to escape from some kind of mental imprisonment, but he still couldn't react vividly and clearly enough. Yzaks is proficient in the way of the soul. After he realized the state of Hasselblad's soul, he immediately stepped forward and held the opponent's shoulders: "Don't force yourself to speak, just nod or shake your head - can you hear our voices?"

Hasselblad nodded slowly.

"Do you know where the saint is? The 'real' place."

Hasselblad continued to nod.

"Take us to them."

Hasselblad hesitated for a moment this time, but finally nodded, then turned and walked in a certain direction.

Everyone followed the elder demon hunter and continued to move deeper into the Spirit World Clock Tower. Tutanin left marks along the way for subsequent troops to identify - although it seems that the guard force of the Spirit World Clock Tower is currently It has been disintegrated due to the weird "ghost" state here, but a large follow-up force is still needed to conduct a thorough investigation of this tower.

Under the leadership of Hasu, everyone finally found the missing demon hunters—including the elders who had been captured by the Elders Order before, as well as the original guards in the spiritual clock tower.

The situation deep in the clock tower is even more bizarre and creepy.

They passed through gloomy and cold halls, dusty studies, deep corridors that echoed with strange whistling sounds, and the clock tower in the spiritual world was full of faded and lifeless rooms that had been abandoned for many days, swaying The candlelight swayed on the wall, but the candle showed no sign of burning loss. The fireplace flames buzzed in the corner of the room, but these flames had no temperature. The cold wind of unknown origin blew through the entire building from time to time, bringing distant and indistinct human voices, and most of the time these voices could only be heard by Lily.

It's like a haunted house here.

The ghost-like demon hunters move like zombies in such an environment, as if they are ghosts imprisoned in the cracks of time, mechanically repeating their past lives. In the library, several elders of the cult were completely immersed in the ancient books and could not extricate themselves. In a weapons warehouse, they saw the empty-eyed master demon hunter cleaning his weapons mechanically, while on the upper level In the corridor, they encountered wandering tower guards more than once - those guards were still patrolling and handing over strictly according to the schedule, but they turned a blind eye to everything that passed by.

Eventually they came to what looked like a banquet hall.

This banquet hall was eerie and dark, and the fading was more serious than other places. The entire hall almost turned into black and white, and a cold atmosphere lingered in the air, making it almost difficult to breathe.

Ethereal and intermittent music echoed in the banquet hall. These intermittent sounds sounded as if they were leaking from some broken time and space. One could not help but wonder whether there was really anyone in the banquet hall still holding the event. Dance—an endless banquet that repeats itself in a closed space-time line.

Hasselblad has been silent since he brought everyone here. Now the data terminal is checking his status, while Hao Ren is looking around vigilantly. He saw that from time to time some very thin lights and shadows would appear in the dim surrounding environment. These lights and shadows would fleetingly disappear. If he looked carefully, he would find some figures, just like the afterimages left by the people who held dances here in the past. .

In the corner of his eye, he saw a vaguely familiar short figure running out of the corner of the banquet hall. This short figure was exactly the one who suddenly appeared and disappeared in the library before. The figure ran across the hall, flashed several times quickly, and finally disappeared next to Lily - startling the husky girl.

Just when everyone was getting nervous due to the scary atmosphere here, little Elizabeth suddenly pointed to the end of the hall: "There is someone there!"

Hao Ren looked in the direction of the little girl's finger and saw a vague figure in the darkness. It was a thin figure wearing 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 sharp eyes of the little girl, Hao Ren probably wouldn't have noticed the person sitting over there.

Lily approached nervously, and she realized that the person in front of her was probably the so-called saint - because he really had a strange mask on his face.

Yet there was no life in him.

Lily carefully poked the person in front of her with her paw: "It seems...it has been dead for a long time."