"Someone is trying to assassinate you?" Deleno exclaimed excitedly propped up the table, "this...... What's going on!"

"Didn't you say that...... Some people have been trying to steal things from the forbidden library for the past two days. The www.biquge.info crystal scorpion climbed onto Denor's arm and lazily lay on it: "I guess that guy did it." As for why he wanted to kill the curator first, it was because the curator had a key that would not leave him. And it was discovered during the first theft. ”

"Is this—so dangerous?" Deerno looked around a little panicked, "So that's why there's so much arcane armor here now?"

"That's right. It's good to be able to use it on top. Nodding, the old man slowly turned around, covered his injured waist and groaned, "My mother...... This age is really not suitable for a weapon that hurts the waist like the Meteor Hammer. You should honestly roll away and use the long sword. ”

"What's the use of the meteor hammer, take it as soon as possible......" Deerno looked at the curator's painful expression holding his waist, and said nervously, "Are you really okay?"

"It's okay, it's okay...... It's just that the old man is a little careless. Coughing violently, the curator suddenly took out a stick from behind his back: "Don't talk about this, come and see the staff newly invented by the old man who has exhausted his life's wisdom!"

"Hey, this is ......" Deerno looked at the black staff in front of him and was stunned: "New staff?"

"That's right...... I've been working on it for years to invent it. Looking at it with relief, Leo's eyes were excited: "Guess, Denor." Guess what extraordinary effect it has? My old staff would never be able to do it?"

"Uh...... This, this...... It's hard to think. Stopped by the abrupt question, Derno hesitated, and didn't know how to answer: "Curator, you are so powerful, don't you use the same staff?"

"No, no, no, this staff can actually turn into a big cookie. Shaking the staff in his hand, the curator turned it into a thick biscuit and proudly placed it on the table: "You can hold the meteor hammer in one hand and eat it while holding the staff in the other." ”

"This ......" was so stunned that he didn't know what to say, and Deerno froze in place: What kind of two-force invention is this?!

What's the use of this staff?!

"I said don't take the meteor hammer. Drno held the milk and asked uncomfortably, "And what if the staff is finished?"

“...... What are you talking about?" asked the curator in the same posture as he had just been.

"Uh...... What should I do when I finish eating my staff?"

Hearing this, the curator fell into deep thought and did not say a word.

“............”

“............”

".................." The two of them stared at each other, and neither of them spoke first.

"Uh...... So?" Derno asked anyway, he couldn't stand the awkward atmosphere.

"No, I didn't think about it...... Leo touched his head in embarrassment: "yes, what should I do after eating? You are really my best assistant, you can ask such a challenging question." ”

"You've spent your whole life inventing such a thing...... "Deerno just gasped.

"Figured it out!" Suddenly, Leo knocked on the table excitedly, his expression extremely solemn: "Then I will pull out the great sword and the meteor hammer and break the net with it-"

"You don't want to use the meteor hammer, okay?!" snatched the meteor hammer, Denorn was a little helpless: "Such a difficult thing to control, if you don't pick it well, it will hit your head." ”

"Anyway, I've been working on new spells in the last two years. The curator coughed, and slowly drew his old staff: "I can make people who are hit by my light dance automatically." ”

"Did you come up with such a thing after two years of research?!" Deerno suddenly realized something, and hurriedly stood up: "Hey, don't experiment with me!

"That's natural, but ......" the curator yawned and slammed his staff, shooting it out a ray that hit a bookshelf not far away, "After so long, I'm finally sure someone is there." Youngster...... Do you really think that my old man can't feel the fluctuations of your life when he gets older?"

A man dressed in blood-colored robes was instantly struck by the light and fell to the ground. His face under the hood also wears a bronze metal mask. The mask's expression was extremely sluggish, revealing a cold aura of death.

"People of the Black Mist Blood Sect...... I got the hang of it. Watching him being pressed to the ground by the rushing arcane armor, the curator glanced over and secretly glanced at Drenor: "Dernor, you avoid it first." Go to the lounge for a while. ”

"Oh...... Ah, good. Nodding hurriedly, Deerno hurriedly turned around and ran into the lounge.

Before leaving, he didn't forget to turn his head and look at the eavesdropper again.

Blood-red hood, eerie bronze mask...... It's very infiltrating to watch.

And that's not the only thing that makes him feel mad. It's also because someone actually listened to what they said for so long. It dawned on Deenor why the curator would interrupt and change the subject every time he wanted to talk about an important topic.

What kind of biscuit staff and crystal scorpion or something, it turned out that they were all used as bait? The old man didn't live in vain for so long, and he really had a scheming.

Black Mist Blood Cult ...... Slightly familiar. Deerno searched for the memories in his mind, and became nervous: it seems to be related to the Black Mist Demon Realm, right? Every time the Demon Tide is about to arrive, they will secretly start to act.

But the tide hasn't been here in years...... Denorn felt a pang of confusion in his brain: what connection could Winter's Breath have to do with the Tide......

The Permafrost has been a fairly isolated and closed area since ancient times, and if it weren't for the existence of the small town of Beihaiwang, which has allowed the world to peek into the frozen soil for decades, not many people would know about it today.

Now, as far as Dror knows, not many people are still afraid of the tide. It was thought to have been stopped forever - the curtain fell on the last demon tide at the sacrifice of countless demon hunters and valiant warriors.

As for why everyone thought that the Demon Tide would not come back, it was because at that time, a group of Demon Hunters led the expeditionary force to rush directly into the Gate of Black Mist, and returned to the World Tree after smashing the ancient rune crystals that maintained the portal over there with heavy casualties. Almost everyone felt that it had finally come to an end, and celebrated the expeditionary force as a hero.

Then the hero is forgotten. The Demon Hunters were almost wiped out in that battle, leaving only less than 300 Demon Hunters still alive in various places.

Many monsters passed through the Black Mist Gate and remained in the World Tree forever. More variants are being spawned to this day.