Chapter 383 Witch An and the Saint of Books

On the sea, the clever white dove brought the news of the witch, passing through waves, small islands, and storms, all the way to the clear sea, a glorious sea city!

The White Tower Sea, the largest naval base, the mobile ship city Book Tower.

The white dove slowed down, passed through the outer barrier of the Book Tower, leaned over, and came to the broad scroll road.

On this road, there were hunters covered with scars.

In order to get more information, the White Tower Federation organized two warships to explore the foggy sea, trying to find information about the Black Blood Empire and the Black Whale Group.

However, in the endless fog, the two warships all fell, and the Hunter Association of the White Tower Federation suffered a heavy blow.

And with the failure of the hunters, the twelve crack islands on the border that were mining resources were also attacked by pirates at the same time, suffering heavy losses.

At their feet, the children of the refugees on the border islands were constantly calling for their mothers.

The dove's blue eyes looked at the wounded children in front of her, and she couldn't help but speed up and continue to fly to the top of the Book Tower -

The residence of the Book Saint, the Spiral Book Tower!

She went up against the wind all the way and came to the spiral gate on the top floor.

I saw that on the spiral gate, there were many wounded third-level female extraordinary people lying.

Among them, there were also blonde noble ladies from the top families of the White Tower Federation.

They lay on the ground weakly, muttering to themselves.

"Impossible, I am the first in the intermediate spiritual power assessment of the White Tower University, and I came with the glory of my family! These common people!"

"Shouldn't I mock her as a wild chicken from the country?"

"Who is that woman?"

"Why did I change the answer to that question?"

"Why didn't I choose C?"

In front of the spiral gate, many students lay on the ground, muttering to themselves.

These usually rational and elegant students have fallen into madness.

The white dove took a look and was not surprised. Instead, it went straight through the spiral corridor full of oil paintings and flew to the top floor.

She flew over the heads of countless scarred students and finally saw another open door.

The spiral library with 50 million books!

The white dove jumped over the door.

A huge cylindrical library came into view.

In the spacious hall, towering bookshelves went straight to the ceiling, and 50 million books were arranged in an orderly manner.

Among them, there were also a large number of ancient extraordinary books.

Their paper was yellowed and the handwriting was mottled, but it revealed an indescribable book-like power, making the entire library full of solemn book power.

In the center of the solemn library hall full of books, there was an out-of-place item -

Under the ceiling decorated with stars and moons, a huge rocking bed was hung high.

The suspended rocking bed was shaking slightly. Looking up from below, one could still vaguely see a strand of blue curly hair and a small hand flipping through a book.

On the rocking bed, one could vaguely see countless wriggling, obscure spiritual words.

It was the strongest saint in the Book Tower in the past three hundred years, the Saint of Books Aslina!

And under the rocking bed were the third-level students who entered the final retest.

These students had all fallen down, dying on the ground, having exhausted their physical and mental strength.

In the end, there was only a white-haired girl covered in blood, half-kneeling on the ground, quietly begging the Saint of Books to announce the result.

She kept panting and dared not say a word.

Next to this girl, there was a trembling, fearful water elf.

This white-haired girl, who looked like a robot, was the only student in the entire library who did not fall down.

This was the winner of the Book Witch Trial... A trace of suspicion flashed in the white dove's eyes.

In her image, among the many geniuses who have the hope of passing the trial, there is no such person!

Then, the white dove gently vibrated its wings downwards and turned into a scattered feather.

Then, a woman with feathers all over her body emerged from the white feathers.

It was Emma, ​​the natural disaster messenger of the White Tower Sea!

Emma mastered the rare cup lamp skill white dove incarnation, and could switch freely between the state of white dove and human.

The natural disaster messenger of the White Tower did not hesitate, and immediately half-knelt and said seriously:

"The Saint of Books, the natural disaster messenger white dove Emma, ​​has important information to report to you!"

The Ice Witch was resurrected, and the A-level crack collapsed. This is a matter that affects the entire sea pattern!

However, in the face of Emma's anxious request, the Saint of Books on the rocking bed did not respond for a long time.

"Ah——"

After a long time, the Book Saint yawned, closed the book in his hand, and said in a very lazy tone:

"Tell me, what's the big deal?"

Emma, ​​the White Tower Scourge Messenger, briefly told the known information:

"According to our latest news, the recently famous Black Hunter has joined forces with the Ice Demon Pirates to clear the A-level crack."

She had heard about the Witch Sea a long time ago.

What Black Hunter, Blue Beast and so on.

But these could not arouse her interest.

"At the same time, the Ice Witch is resurrected, and the distortion degree of the A-level crack sea coffin has reached the critical value.

It has been confirmed that within a day, a great collapse will occur, and the power leaked will affect the entire sea!"

In this moment, the third-level extraordinary who was dying on the ground could not help but show a shocked expression.

Most of the girls who could reach here were those who had achieved certain results in the White Tower Federal University.

They knew very well what an A-level crack meant.

In the barren Witch Sea, it was possible for three A-level cracks to appear.

Moreover, within a month of the birth of the crack, someone actually passed the A-level crack!

Whether it was the appearance of the A-level crack or someone being able to pass the A-level crack, it was enough to shock these young third-level extraordinary people like never before.

Even An, the last person to pass the exam, couldn't help but shrink his pupils, bit his bleeding lips, and trembled!

What is Qi doing again?

This news even surpassed her passing the exam successfully.

"Ice Witch!"

Swish!

A petite figure reacted, suddenly sat up.

At this time, everyone present was shocked.

They hadn't seen the true face of the Book Saint Aslina for a long time, and the pair of magic eyes full of runes and circuits.

A petite blue-haired woman leaned on the rocking bed, her messy curly long hair scattered like the ocean in the middle of the night, and a few strands of hair playfully fell on the cheeks of the pages of the book.

She was wearing a loose robe, and the corners of her clothes swayed slightly with the light rocking of the rocking bed, and there was a rare shock in her eyes with heavy black eye bags!

"Is the Ice Witch back?"

The Book Saint asked again.

She had to sit up and talk about this matter!

"Yes, she is back again, although you said last week that she couldn't come back now..."

"Did I say that?"

The Book Saint said lazily.

"You said, I have a record."

"..."

The Book Saint was silent for a second, and then said:

"Give me the record of the natural disaster detection work."

"Follow your order, Book Saint."

Emma summoned a white dove, and then asked the white dove to hand the record to the Book Saint.

The Book Saint took the record and quickly scanned it.

Among them, the specific data of the distribution of the Witch Sea cracks was recorded in detail.

According to the data, the number of cracks in the Witch Sea is still increasing!

The more the Book Saint looked, the more his brows furrowed.

The Messenger of the Calamity Ailo looked at the expression of the Book Saint and couldn't help swallowing.

Most of the time, the Book Saint had a lazy and indifferent expression.

And now, a rare look of worry appeared on her face.

Emma, ​​the messenger of the White Tower, asked:

"Lord Saint of Books, what instructions do you have?"

The Saint of Books propped up his face with his hands, tapped his thighs, and asked:

"At present, how many traces of the birth of A-level cracks have appeared?"

"As we predicted, in the Witch Sea, in addition to the Sea Coffin, there is a possibility of the birth of A-level cracks in the near sea and the Misty Sea..."

A trace of fear flashed in the eyes of the messenger of the White Tower:

"The scale of the crack tide this time is far greater than the last time!

According to historical records, the scale of this time will be far greater than the last time."

"No..."

The Saint of Books did not know when an ancient yellow book appeared in his hand:

"The scale of this time will exceed any time in history."

Then, she tilted her head and put her hand on her ear.

In her ears, there came the sound of waves, crabs crawling across the beach, and the indescribable sound from the border, like countless babies screaming in unison.

"That bastard, it's time to revive."

The Book Saint crossed his legs and ordered:

"Emma, ​​convey my will.

Except for the necessary weather tower guards in the White Tower Sea, all weather detection messenger teams are on standby at the Book Tower!

The first to third divisions of the Book Tower Intelligence Hunters will enter the Witch Sea and collect intelligence on the Black Hunters and the Ice Demon Pirates."

"By the way, is there a hunter team that has had contact with the Black Hunters before? Arrange for them to see me again."

The White Tower Messenger Emma took out a pen and paper, wrote down these orders one by one, and then asked:

"Book Saint, what else is there to do?"

The Book Saint lowered his head and kept tapping his heart with his fingers:

"Notify the Book Tower to enter the first level combat state. After three hours of rest, officially enter the Witch Sea."

The moment the words fell, the White Tower Messenger Emma stopped recording.

"First level combat state? Enter the Witch Sea?"

Once the Book Tower enters the Witch Sea, it will stir up chaos in the entire sea!

Unlike ordinary ships, the Book Tower is the embodiment of the White Tower Federation Navy, the largest naval base!

The severity of this matter is even more serious than the cooperation between General Blood and the Black Whale Group!

The White Tower Messenger said:

"Lord Book Saint, I must pass the order of the Tower Master and the order of the President of the Sea Hunter Association before I can enter the first-level battle...

The Book Tower rashly enters the Witch Sea, which is a declaration of war against the Bei Kingdom!"

A correct version of the one-six-nine-one-book-one-bar!

The defeated students on the ground couldn't help but widen their eyes.

They never thought that they would hear such explosive news in the first place after failing the exam.

However, they still have a question.

Who is the Black Hunter? Everyone in the White Tower Federation is full of doubts.

On the White Tower Sea, General Kanbao, one of the seven pirate generals of the Black Whale Group, is much greater than Chen Qi.

The White Tower Messenger took a deep breath and asked again:

"Are we really going to enter the Witch Sea?"

Facing the doubts of the natural disaster messenger, the Book Saint just smiled slightly:

"Three hundred years ago, the White Tower and the Beiguo Federation had a naval battle, a war for the A-level crack 'World Flood'.

Now, the 10,000-meter-long hull of the Book Tower comes from here."

The White Tower messenger was stunned.

The huge naval strength of the White Tower Federation is built on this 10,000-meter giant ship.

Without the A-level crack, there would be no Book Tower!

The strategic value of the A-level crack is far beyond imagination.

And the taboo objects in it can change the pattern of the extraordinary world.

The Book Saint flipped through the books.

At present, no one has obtained the only forbidden creations in the crack of the Sea Coffin, the Crack Blade and the Ice and Snow Coffin!

As long as someone gets a rating of B+ or above, there is a chance to take these two forbidden creations!

Each forbidden weapon is enough to build a family!

The sea has become interesting... She said silently:

"The crack war does not depend on us. When the A-level crack collapses, the war has already begun."

The people in front of him were very excited.

They dared not imagine the scene of Beiguo and Baita Federation going to war!

You know, they have maintained peace for three hundred years.

In these years, Baita Federation and Beiguo have always been the closest allies.

The Book Saint continued:

"No one can resist the temptation of A-level cracks. Whether it is the Golden Flower Bird Kingdom or the Black Blood Empire, they will rush into the Witch Sea like hungry wolves."

Then, the Book Saint saw the doubts of the crowd and smiled slightly:

"Don't worry, we are just entering the Witch Sea. There is no need to worry about the hostility of Beiguo. Soon, Beiguo will beg us to enter the Witch Sea."

Begging us to enter... A trace of doubt flashed through the mind of the White Tower Messenger.

Why would Beiguo beg the Book Tower to enter the Witch Sea?

She silently wrote down this order.

And at the moment of stopping writing, the Book Saint snapped his fingers.

In the eyes of the White Tower Messenger, one scene after another suddenly appeared.

The light phase instinct of the natural disaster messenger can predict the great natural disaster.

In her 27 years of life, she had seen countless disasters that destroyed cities, and countless horrific natural disasters in the cracks!

She had long been accustomed to staying calm in the face of any disaster.

And at this moment, her hands still couldn't stop shaking.

In her pupils, a black color that did not belong to the world was reflected.

On the boundless sea of ​​cracks, a giant eye that looked like a bloody mouth was looking at this world in the sky!

And in the whirlpool near the sea, a giant hand was slowly reaching out from the abyss!

In an unknown place, a dusty statue of the sea god was being pulled out by countless twisted believers!

"This is..."

The White Tower Messenger couldn't stop shaking all over.

The scenes she saw were all disasters related to A-level cracks!

But the most critical point is that these disasters all occurred on the Witch Sea, not in the cracks!

There is also an extremely terrifying point:

All A-level cracks will collapse!

The Book Sage explained:

"This disaster is not something that the Bei Kingdom can resist."

All the A-level cracks collapsed... The White Tower Messenger had a bad feeling.

You must know that under normal circumstances, the collapse of an A-level crack is enough to distort the pattern of the sea.

If multiple cracks are superimposed, perhaps a forbidden crack above the A-level crack will be born.

"I understand, Lord Book Sage."

The White Tower Messenger nodded.

If all the A-level cracks will collapse, then the Book Tower must enter the Witch Sea anyway.

Otherwise, the White Tower Federation is very likely to lose the ocean completely!

The White Tower Messenger Emma stood up and said goodbye.

"I hope that the Ice Witch will not bother me too soon, I still have to teach new disciples--"

The Book Sage yawned for a long time, then she lowered her head and looked at An and the Water Spirit who had been kneeling for a long time.

The Book Sage asked:

"An, what are you shaking about?"

"I..."

An didn't know how to describe his feelings.

While she was working hard to prepare for the trial and strive for the fourth level to become stronger, Chen Qi had already become a legend and passed the A-level crack!

This abominable guy! As a teacher and a student at the same time, An had a strong desire under her calm appearance.

"Is it the Black Hunter?"

The Sage of Books asked.

"..."

An's pupils shrank suddenly.

Why did the Sage of Books know about her secret relationship with the Black Hunter?

Is it Melanie... An suddenly thought, and couldn't help showing a look of fear.

If the White Tower Messenger did not lie, then all high-level extraordinary people now want to find the Black Hunter!

The Sage of Books said casually:

"It's just some speculation, don't be afraid, An, you have the talent to collect the A-level crack magic net.

Do you know?

Even many fifth-level saints cannot connect to an A-level crack...

You are a miracle among miracles, a genius among geniuses, although I have seen a lot of them."

"..."

An swallowed a mouthful of water.

Suddenly, the Book Saint thought of something, lowered his head, and leaned on his arms:

"According to my reasoning, the Black Hunter is the Witch's disciple.

Don't worry, under my training, you will surpass the Black Hunter, An~"

Surpass Qi... An was attracted by the Book Saint's promise and said hurriedly:

"Thank you for your gift!"

The Book Saint yawned:

"From now on, you are my student, and you need to pay a tuition fee of 100 million shells."

One hundred million shells? An looked up, bewildered.

After passing this trial, she still has to pay tuition!

She said from the bottom of her heart:

"I don't have money."

"..."

The Book Saint was stunned for a moment, then raised his little hand and pointed to the water elf beside An:

"Then use that pet to pay off the debt, I just need a water elf."

Water elf? An swallowed a mouthful of water.

From the moment she entered the library, the Book Saint had been staring at the water elf!

It is rumored that the Book Saint likes to sleep very much and has high requirements for sleep quality.

An plucked up the courage to ask:

"Master Book Saint, no, teacher...are you short of a pillow?"

The water elf is soft and super comfortable as a pillow.

Pillow? The Sage of Books tilted his head in confusion:

"No, it's a bath towel. I've always wanted a water spirit as a bath towel."

"Huh?"

An was confused.

The Sage of Books narrowed his eyes and yawned:

"Okay, it's late at night, An, get on my bed, I'll tell you some secrets about the Ice Witch."

"Huh?"

Get on your bed? An, who was always calm, couldn't help but say "ah" again.