"This is the abandoned library of the Academy, which has not been sorted out for a long time, and now I will leave it to you, and put the more than two thousand books here on the shelves by category. ”

The old man didn't know when he had a jet-black crutch in his hand, he struck it with his cane on several magic lamps in an underground stone room, and lit the lamp, illuminating the stone room, and there were many books piled up on the ground, some of which were large books, and some manuscripts the size of his palm, and there were also some books on the three long chairs that could be used to sit and read, covered with a layer of dust, and Lei Ming set his eyes on the bookshelves, about a dozen rows, and the old bookshelves were vaguely carved with words such as "spells", "experiments", "travelogues", "History", "Theoretical Conjectures", etc.

"Good. Lei Ming looked around, and had a bottom in his heart, there are more than 2,000 books in total, and they are just put on the shelves in different categories, this job is very easy, some can know the classification by looking at a book title, and some can determine the ownership as long as they look at a few pages, there are many books that look like they have been some years, Lei Ming is eager in his heart, such an opportunity is very rare.

"Then I'll leave first, and when you're all packed, I'll come to you. The old man smiled mysteriously with the thunder on his back, quite a mentality of being ready to watch a good show, and after speaking, he couldn't wait to leave, and closed the stone door with his hand.

Lei Ming confirmed that the old man had left, sat on the old rattan chair, picked up a book on his right, patted the dust off the cover with his hand, and identified it by the light, the name was "Wind Journey", like a travelogue.

Lei Ming deliberately dabbled in all the books here, so he flipped through it, in a very literary tone, telling the author's personal experience, and even wrote about the experience of fighting against demons on the third page, Lei Ming immediately became interested, this very literary penmanship was very difficult to read, but Lei Ming still read it.

Seeing that the author wrote enthusiastically, and the demon you and I fought quite fiercely, and finally beat the demon to death, and then Lei Ming carefully read the description of the demon's appearance, the smart image of a little bad devil took shape in Lei Ming's mind, and he suddenly rolled his eyes, the little bad devil is the cannon fodder that he can clean up now......

It is estimated that the author was still very young at the time, Lei Ming thought of such an excuse for the author, and continued to read.

He didn't notice that the magic lamps in the stone chamber were fading and changing very slowly, and that he was immersed in an interesting travelogue, and that the dimming of the light had little effect on him.

A copy of the Magical Heart on the ground was quietly erected, the pages opening at a slight angle so that it could be moved across the ground.

"Huh?" Lei Ming caught this subtle movement very keenly, he turned his head instantly, the copy of "Heart of Magic" stood motionless on the ground, Lei Ming's brows furrowed, he remembered that the book was on the pile of books just now!

Bloody Grip!

A large, blood-colored hand formed out of thin air, and it was about to hold the book.

"Brush, brush, brush!" At the moment when the blood-colored hand was about to close, the pages of "Heart of Magic" quickly flipped over, and Thunder was shocked to find that the pages of this book were all blank.

The bloody grip clenched instantly, but it seemed as if he hadn't caught anything, and then Thunder was shocked to see that the bloody grip he cast appeared on the blank page, the page closed, and then opened again, and two blood-colored palms, one left and one right, appeared on the book.

A surging wave of mana formed from the book, Lei Ming immediately stood up, and the rattan bench was overturned to the ground, but he didn't have any weapons in his hand, and the two blood-colored hands in the pages seemed to come to life, stretching out from the pages and grabbing Lei Ming!

Lei Ming wanted to retreat, this strange phenomenon was something he couldn't understand, he hadn't even heard of such a thing, he was horrified to see two blood-colored big hands quickly grab his feet, the nails, meridians, and fine lines on the palms of his hands were delicate, and the rough blood-colored big hands he cast were not comparable at all, this was a spell released by highly condensed mana, and Lei Ming's bloody grip was just a skill simulated by Dou Qi, both palms were held at the same time, Lei Ming's eyes were red, but there was nothing he could do!

Lei Ming propped his hands upside down on the table behind him, but the imaginary severe pain did not come, the two big bloody hands dissipated, Lei Ming lowered his head in panic, he found that his two feet were gone, as if Qi Gen had broken off!

Lei Ming fell to the ground with heavy breathing, and he touched the ankle with some reluctance, the incision was flat, and the wound felt a layer of skin, as if he was born without feet.

"Hahaha, big fool!

The book of Magical Hearts that had made Thunder lose his feet jumped with joy and let out a joyful laugh.

At the same time, its mockery seemed to set fire to all the books in this stone chamber, and Thunder felt as if he had heard countless mockery, and he fell to the ground like a clown, his eyes fiercely at the culprit, supporting the ground with his hands, kicking his ankles, and throwing himself at the Heart of Magic.

"Wow~~" "Heart of Magic" The book was like a naughty child, screaming and running away, setting off an even greater wave of ridicule, and many books began to move from their respective positions, some squeezed out of the pile of books, and quarreled with the same pile of books, some jumped off the desk, and circled around the thunder from a distance, and the thunder only heard all kinds of chaotic sounds, but he felt that he could not understand anything, as if it was a bunch of meaningless symbols swirling in his mind, and he shook his head vigorously, trying to shake off this bad state.

At the same time, the old man who led Lei Ming to the stone room was lying comfortably in a big tree at the moment, and a huge light curtain in front of him was showing the scene in the stone room, he brewed a green drink, put it in a huge wooden cup, and watched with amusement Lei Ming suffering in the field of books, and muttered to himself: "What a group of naughty little guys!"

Lei Ming's heart is determined, even if he feels very bad at the moment, and the situation he is facing makes him not know what to do, but he knows that he is not dead, since he is not dead, he will never wait for death! He relentlessly rushed towards the nearest book, but the book suddenly opened the moment he stretched out his hand, and a big black snake suddenly burst out and bit Lei Ming's palm.

There was still no pain, and when the big snake retreated, Lei Ming touched his bare right arm, silently.

He continued to grab the strange books.

A red dragon spewed a breath of fire at him, burning the thunder like black ink.

However, Lei Ming found that the flame that enveloped the entire stone chamber had no effect on anything other than burning him to ink, and he caught a hint of wisdom in his eyes.

The enthusiastic laughter became more lively.

The phantom of a High Elf mage unleashed a thunder forbidden spell on him, and the sound was so great that it was like a thunderbolt that destroyed the world.

Thunder sat up with his skin open, but he was still not dead. His only remaining left hand touched the boulder ground beneath him without a trace, it was very smooth, not at all like it had been swept by a violent thunderbolt, and Thunder's faith was strengthened again.

Blood flowed on his body, but it didn't drip down, Thunder stubbornly grabbed another book, and a tall crocodile came out of the book, a creature that existed in fantasy, there was no such race among orcs at all, and Thunder immediately grabbed another book.

A large number of strange things filled this stone chamber, and the thunder was like a clown on a show, making these books cheer and constantly release what was recorded in the books.

Finally, after receiving a strong blow, the tenacious figure of Thunder did not move, he no longer got up, and his breathing gradually weakened until it was inaudible, as if he were dead......

The endless laughter and laughter gradually stopped, and the countless powerful phantoms disappeared, and the books running all over the stone chamber jumped and jumped around.

The Heart of Magic book swirled around Thunder a few times, then carefully moved towards Thunder.

"Brush!" Thunder, who seemed to be dead, suddenly opened his eyes, his only remaining left hand quickly grabbed the Heart of Magic close to him, his arm supporting him to half of his body, and he threw the Heart of Magic towards the bookshelf marked "Spell".

He saw that in the entire stone room, only the books on the shelves were motionless!

"Ahh

Seeing his disappeared pair of feet reappear, Lei Ming sneered, and frantically grabbed the books that surrounded him, no matter what spells these books cast or what monsters they summoned, he ignored them, he grabbed the books in his hands with red eyes, and then threw them onto the corresponding bookshelf according to his judgment for so long!

The scorched black on his body was reduced by one layer, and his right hand returned, the open skin closed again, and the burned area returned to normal......

Thunder ran around viciously with the books, he had already discovered that these books looked powerful, but in fact they were strong on the outside, and no matter how powerful the spell was, it would not even destroy his vitality!

The furious thunder was terrifying, and he was relentlessly chasing thousands of books, and the fact that he was always able to throw them onto the corresponding shelves the moment he grabbed them was a testament to his great knowledge.

As the last book was tossed onto the shelves, the heavy stone door was opened from the outside, and a glimmer of light cast in, and the sky outside had turned white.

The old man who came in with Thunder came to Thunder with applause, and Thunder at this time seemed to have been fished out of water, sweat soaked through his clothes, his face was pale, and he was panting like a bellows.

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