Dragging their tired bodies, tossed by the endless steps, the three of them 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.

I saw that in a spacious and empty hall, there were huge bookshelves with a height of more than five meters, and each floor was densely packed with heavy books.

Most importantly, by reading the mystical symbols that change on the spine of a book, anyone can instantly understand what these symbols are trying to convey, and at the same time understand that out of thousands of books, there is not a single one that is repeated.

"Oh my God, am I dreaming?!!!" The middle-aged man with a mustache couldn't help but gasp and exclaimed in exclamation.

Compared to the pitifully small library of the Spellcaster's Guild in the city, it was a sea of knowledge and books, a sacred temple for every magic explorer.

"No, you're not dreaming! This is the library, a place where countless powerful spells have never been seen before. Hurry up, you only have ten hours. Allens reminded in a condescending and superiority tone.

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

But now, he has completed the leap from quantitative change to qualitative change, and can stand on a higher place and look down on each other.

The incomparable pleasure is now being transmitted to every corner of the body along the nerves, as if drinking a glass of ice water in the scorching desert, which is completely indescribable.

Isolt was clearly aware of the attitude of her former apprentice, and a hint of anger flashed in her eyes, but she quickly concealed it, and without saying a word, grabbed a book and began to flip through it.

At first, the three of them could barely maintain their sanity and demeanor, but after a while, they completely forgot everything around them, and immersed themselves in all kinds of esoteric magical theories, as well as a large number of magic models that they could not master a tenth of in their lifetime.

Crazy!

Hysterical madness!

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

When Allens loudly announced that the time was up, everyone trembled involuntarily, and then slowly put the precious book back in its place with strong unwillingness and regret.

The middle-aged man with a mustache knelt on the ground and cried bitterly, "God, why are you so cruel!" Let me see with my own eyes the path to the supreme temple of magic, but mercilessly close it. ”

"Ahh

The other couldn't help but sigh.

In contrast, although Isolt's wrinkled face also had tear stains, he still managed to calm down the violent fluctuations and said in a tone full of envy: "Airens, you are a lucky one, lucky enough to make all spellcasters jealous. It is foreseeable that as time grows, you will soon surpass all of us and become a true powerhouse. Here, I sincerely ask you to give us a chance to learn, no matter what the cost. ”

"Are you sure?" the young man pursed the corners of his mouth and smiled reservedly.

"Sure! Do you think a spellcaster can resist the temptation of this library when they come to it? No! If the guild's library is addictive snuff, then the library here is the purest narcotics sold on the black market. Losing the former can be uncomfortable, but losing the latter makes you want to die. I know that the tower master must have something planned, he needs some servants and assistants, and I am willing to be one of them. ”

As the saying goes, being old and not dying is a thief.

Accustomed to the intrigue between the spellcaster and the nobles, Isolt suddenly realized that there were many things that had been ignored before, and without thinking about it, she chose to betray the guild and sell her hometown.

"Oh, are you sure? It's not an easy thing to do, and it's not just a matter of making an oath. Allens hinted meaningfully.

Isolt shrugged her shoulders nonchalantly, "I'm not a fool! I know what I'm doing, and I know how much risk it takes to do so." Come on, tell me what needs to be done and I'll prove my worth. ”

"Count me in!"

"Me too!"

The other two hurriedly followed, their eyes shining with a flame called ambition.

Seeing this scene, Allens nodded with satisfaction: "Very good! I believe that the tower master will be very satisfied with your current attitude." In that case, I won't talk nonsense, and give you the first task directly, which is to provoke the nobles to attack this tower. ”

"What?!"

"You're crazy!"

"I'm not wrong with my ears, are I?"

......

All of a sudden, the three people present gave shocked or unbelievable reactions.

They 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 will of the tower master to you. Remember, our allegiance to the master is not a mortal, and you don't want your way of thinking to speculate on his intentions, just be honest with your orders. ”

After saying these warning words, Allens ignored the three of them, went directly to the bookshelf, picked up a book that he hadn't read last time, and read it with relish.

The other three stared at each other, exchanged glances, and quickly left the tower and began to return the way they came.

As he 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 task is to spread false information so that the greedy nobles will feel that they can achieve their ends by force. As for their lives or deaths, it doesn't matter to us. The other man sneered with disdain on his face.

"That's right! From the moment we made up our minds to serve the Tower Master, everything in the world had nothing to do with us. Whatever he wants to do, whether it's to destroy a city or a country, it doesn't matter to us. Only knowledge and strength are our eternal pursuit. My friend, the door to the Supreme Temple of Magic is open, and nothing could be more important. Isolt clutched the wooden staff in his hand, and his old body seemed to burst out with endless energy.

No one knew that in the tower not far away, Zhang Cheng was watching their every move through the primordial magic, and joked with a smile: "What a familiar scene! All intelligent beings in the entire universe, as long as they have an independent consciousness, selfishness and desire will be born, and then slowly go to extinction." Since it is doomed, let you do your part in my experiments before you perish. ”