Chapter 517: Academy of Magic (4)
Yu Chu walked and walked, but gradually felt that something was wrong.
The road she detoured was not far, but the more she walked, the fewer people came, and at this time, another student hurriedly passed by, Yu Chu stopped and glanced back-
But there was no one left.
I didn't even see the person who had just passed by.
The entire corridor was silent and empty.
Yu Chu couldn't help but be vigilant.
She continued to walk forward, thinking about the magic she had learned, and quietly used a dark magic identification technique, but nothing changed around her.
Not black magic?
Yu Chu knew that the black magician had been very rampant recently, and the school was also on defense, and when she encountered an inexplicable situation, she thought that the black magician had infiltrated the school.
Not a dark mage, so what's going on?
There are a lot of secrets in the school, but they're only open for students to play on Adventure Day.
The original owner had never had such a situation in his memory.
Yu Chu walked forward slowly.
On both sides of this corridor are many famous paintings, as well as photographs of some objects, with simple explanations about the origin and history of these antiquities.
Most of them are introductions to the battle between light and darkness a hundred years ago.
For example, there is a photograph of the scepter, which shows that it was used by the great magicians who died at that time; And the beautiful phoenix tail feathers, which belonged to a certain mage's companion.
Regarding the hundred-year dispute between light and darkness, the original owner will also see it in history textbooks. Attached to the textbook is a picture of Anselle, the side face of a beautiful boy, which captures all the girls without much effort.
Especially if they are geniuses.
Unfortunately, he was the leader who stopped the darkness from devouring the light, but he himself fell in that war.
Many girls only hate being born at the wrong time, and they can't see the face of the first magician with their own eyes.
It's useless to see it. But if you can see it with your own eyes, you can always get over it.
Yu Chu looked at the photos on both sides as he slowly moved forward, and after turning a corner, there was only a huge door left in front of him, and there was no other way.
She hesitated for two seconds.
It's like some kind of guidance, but I don't know if it's good or bad. She pondered, and looked back at the way she had come—and then froze.
The hallway of the school with the pictures was gone, and behind it was a beautiful and bright passageway, with nothing but golden light.
She looked back at the door again.
“……”
For now, I had to push the door and enter.
She knocked politely twice, waited symbolically, and then pushed open the massive door.
The door was not heavy, and it was very easy to push open, and inside was a large space, on which stood a huge black tombstone like a tower, and chains extended from the snow-white pool to the high platform.
There is a man in front of the tombstone.
The chains that hung from the tombstone bound his wrists and hung his hands, and the chains that extended from the pool under the high platform buckled his ankles, and the man was slender, with his head hanging slightly, and his long ice-silver hair poured down and snaked all the way to the ground.
This scene is grand and mysterious, like some ancient sacrificial formation, which makes people feel some kind of power.
Yu Chu was stunned for two seconds before stepping in.
She walked up the steps to the platform, and as she got closer, she could see the man clearly.
Just a teenager. The slender body was covered with snow-white clothes, without any decoration, and the long silver hair was sprinkled with mercury all over the body, and the part that snaked on the ground also looked thrillingly beautiful.
Snow-white and transparent people.