As soon as he came out of the plane passage, Han Xing heard Pauline outside start calling him out to eat.

For a moment, he felt a kind of warmth.

When Han Xing came out with Omar, a god-level summoner, Pauline was not the slightest surprised, she had already seen the ability of her young master, which was very mysterious.

But Bruce, the little guy, was full of curiosity, and chased after Omar, not knowing what he was thinking.

After eating, Han Xing suddenly remembered the Bradley that Hogan had taken away, "By the way, what did that guy think?" ”

Hogan shook his head and said distressedly, "This guy doesn't know what's going on, and he hasn't been willing to say it." ”

"Forget it, just let him stay like that." Han Xing said helplessly, although he also wanted to get the tree of life, but this old guy was always reluctant to say it, what could he do?

After eating, Han Xing went directly to the academy. After walking around the academy, I was still bored, so I asked someone for directions.

casually pulled someone on the road: "Hello this classmate, may I ask where is the library of Habakak College?" ”

This classmate was suddenly stunned, and when he saw that it was Han Xing, he was so surprised that he opened his mouth so wide that he was about to stuff an egg into it.

"Classmates?" Han Xing saw his expression, stretched out his hand and shook it in front of his eyes, and called softly.

"Uh......" The classmate was suddenly awakened by Han Xing's call, his forehead was full of sweat beads, he reached out and wiped it, and immediately guided Han Xing: "Eh, are you Bazel?" By the way, our academy's library is there, not very far. ”

Han Xing nodded, looked in the direction of his finger, and sure enough, he saw a strange building next to a teaching building not far away, similar to an attic, which looked very charming.

Han Xing grabbed this guy and didn't let go, and continued to ask, "By the way, are there any requirements for entering our library?" ”

"Well, it doesn't seem like there's any requirement, by the way, you can only enter it once a week, and it's said that this library is weird, and it seems to be divided according to strength. The entire floor is divided into fifteen floors, each of which contains books of various professions, and the higher the floor, the more precious the books become. The student patiently explained.

"I wonder how many floors the strongest person in our academy can enter?" Han Xing asked with some curiosity. He was a little unhappy in his heart, the strength that seemed to be said on this floor was his own strength, and it didn't matter according to the external strength, and he didn't know how many floors he could enter with his strength!

"It doesn't seem to be clear, but it is said that there are strong characters who have reached the fifth layer!" The classmate thought for a while and said.

"Okay, thank you." Han Xing expressed his gratitude.

But before he could say anything, the classmate opposite waved his hand and ran away.

Han Xing couldn't cry or laugh, thinking that his prestige was too prominent, and he directly scared this guy away.

Following the instructions of the guy before, Han Xing went straight to the library.

When Han Xing came here, he stopped and looked at it for a while, and immediately felt an urge to scold his mother, this girl is a library? It's obviously a Shaolin Temple's scripture pavilion, right?

And the most incredible thing is that there are two stone lions at the door of this small attic, and the lion's mouth is wide open, which is very domineering. Han Xing was a little confused, why is the architectural style of this library like this? What kind of people built it?

There was a slight hesitation, but finally I walked in.

Walking into the first floor, Han Xing felt extremely pressured, obviously, this place is not for anyone to enter. With his own strength, it seems that he can only stay on the first layer.

The books here are all placed in the shelves, and the bookshelves are divided into several areas, including alchemy, summoning, magic, force, bows and arrows, assassins, etc., as long as there are departments in the academy, the books here have a clear classification.

Han Xing was a little frustrated, shook his head, and after wandering around the entire floor, Han Xing didn't find a few useful books.

So he planned to go to the second layer, in fact, he also had the idea of trying, after all, if his real strength is magic, he can only be regarded as a junior magician.

When he walked to the second floor of the staircase, he obviously felt the abnormal pressure, but Han Xing did not give up and walked forward step by step, at this moment, Han Xing's face was already covered with sweat.

Finally, Han Xing walked up to the second layer. Feeling the pressure here that was different from the previous layers, the magic power in Han Xing's body poured out, and the magic elements wandered around, as if forming a wall of magic elements on the surface of Han Xing's physique, resisting the pervasive magic coercion, he walked slowly towards the center of the second layer step by step with heavy steps.

"Hoo ......"

Han Xing exhaled deeply, the magic pressure of this second layer was much stronger than the previous layer, the pressure here was already extremely viscous, walking in it, it was like walking in a swamp, making it quite difficult for people to even breathe.

Although his magic power is not very strong, but the gangsters are constantly emerging from his body, and he is about to wrap Han Xing's body layer by layer, and he also raises his feet like lead with a little difficulty, and slowly steps forward.

"Da!"

The sound of low footsteps echoed in the empty attic space, and every time this sound sounded, it was a puddle of sweat rolling down.

Han Xing's steps, though extremely slow, were exceptionally firm, approaching the center of the second floor.

His surname is very resolute, even if the muscles in his body have become extremely sore under that kind of pressure, but he still gritted his teeth and refused to stop.

The closer you get to the center, the stronger the magic power becomes, especially the last three steps, which are several times stronger than when you first entered.

"Tick ......"

The sweat dripped down and turned into a slender line of water, constantly condensing on Han Xing's forehead, and finally landing, he didn't care, opened his unusually dry mouth, and then gritted his teeth, resisted the terrible magic coercion, and then took three steps out again.

Han Xing's body trembled slightly as his steps fell, and then, he gritted his teeth and stood up straight against the powerful magic power, his eyes swept over the rows of bookshelves, looking for it.

The books here are obviously much higher grade than the first layer, which makes Han Xing a little relieved.

But after a casual look, he raised his head and looked towards the third floor. He wanted to go up, but ......

Han Xing chose to turn around and go back, and it was the most correct to do what he could, but he saw a shabby classification around the corner, with two words written on it, "Other".

These two characters are completely different from other scripts, not written in the script of the Caesar continent, but in the script of the earth.

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