The attraction of the athletic convention was much greater than Russell had imagined, and most of the people in the city put aside the day's events and headed to the vicinity of the arena to have fun.

But for the two of them who want to infiltrate the academy, this is really a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.

At a distance of about 100 meters from the academy, Carlos asked the coachman to stop the car, and the two of them looked at the gate from the corner, and found that the soldier guarding the gate had been replaced by an old soldier, who was squatting in the doorway and smoking.

They can't go in as openly as they did last time, and they have to sneak in quietly so that they don't leave clues.

Carlos looked at the coachman, who nodded to his master, walked over slowly, handed the old soldier a cigarette, and asked, "Brother, why don't you go to the game?"

The veteran skillfully lit a cigarette, took a comfortable puff and said: "Don't say it, it's really back, I grabbed lots to find someone to watch the door, but I was hit, so I can only do this." ”

The two old men could always find common ground, and after a while the conversation arose, and the coachman found an excuse to let the old man see the carriage he was driving, and Russell and the two took the opportunity to tiptoe in.

According to the old calendar, the two still wore masks to cover their faces.

"Let's go see what's going on in the lab building now and make a decision!" Russell suggested.

"Do you have a weapon?" Carlos pulled out his sapphire-encrusted sharp dagger that at first glance was not ordinary.

"Of course. Russell patted the Sword of Dawn that he was carrying on his waist, "We may have to fight this time, so let's be careful." ”

With that, Russell looked at the morning light, stroked the sword and ran towards the experimental building.

Walking to the familiar door again, the two couldn't help but be a little nervous, Russell, who was walking in front, nodded to Carlos, slowly pulled out the morning light, and then pushed the door open.

For some reason, the door was not locked, was this a mistake on the part of the dean or was it confidence? Thinking of this, Russell's heart became more vigilant.

Looking at the furnishings in the room, this room is no different from other laboratories, it is full of beakers, pliers, tweezers and other experimental items, and at first glance it seems to be boring.

The longer they stay in this room, the more dangerous it becomes, and with this in mind, the two of them began to rummage through boxes and cabinets, aimlessly searching.

That's not the way to go! Russell was in a hurry.

Suddenly, Russell remembered an incident in his previous life, the teachers liked to put some items under the podium, is it the same here as before?

Russell immediately made a decision, strode to the podium, and bent down to check whether there was anything strange hidden under the podium.

After looking at it for a long time, Russell didn't find any clues, could it be his own delusion? Russell didn't believe in evil, so he walked and carefully observed the inside of the podium, and sure enough, he found a gap in the corner of the table.

Russell was overjoyed and said, "Carlos, come and help me lift the podium." ”

The podium was surprisingly heavy, and the two of them used all their strength to move the podium slightly, and after moving for a long time, the gap in the floor was really revealed in front of the two of them.

Seeing this, it was obvious that there was a small object hidden inside, and Russell wanted to reach out to open it, but Carlos stopped him and carefully pried open the movable floor with his short sword.

Seeing what was inside, Russell couldn't believe his eyes, this was the parchment he had given to Cuckoo, wasn't the book delivered to the Brotherhood?

Russell couldn't help but sink his heart, and a cold sweat flowed from his back, this book was very evil from the beginning, and it was not a good fate to meet it again.

Carlos looked at Russell, who was stunned, pushed him and said, "Don't be stunned! This book is the culprit, right? We're going to burn it!"

After the words fell, Carlos got up and ran to the experimental equipment, picked up the oil, walked to the book, and tried to pour the oil on it.

The parchment suddenly burst into a purple mist, and Russell was startled like he had encountered in the village, pulling a confused Carlos to hide behind the table.

The purple mist gradually formed, and the mist slowly drifted to the sky to form the shape of a person, and what surprised the two of them even more was that it actually spoke.

It stared at Russell and said in a strange voice, "Russell, we haven't seen each other for a long time!"

Russell came to his senses and asked, "Who are you, and why do you know my name?"

The figure laughed when he heard this, and only replied after a while: "You can call me Shuling, we Shuling are believers loyal to the abyss. Thanks to that human named David, I was able to learn your language. ”

Russell caught the clue of the book spirit: "What does the word abyss mean?"

The book spirit looked at him slyly and said, "The abyss is a supreme existence, and you are not qualified to serve it at all!"

"However, Russell, you are different, you have a special smell on you, I think the abyss will like you, don't you want to be loyal to the abyss?"

The abyss? This doesn't sound like a good thing, Russell analyzed as he pondered the words of the book spirit.

"Did you kill my friend?" said Carlos, who was watching from the sidelines, angrily.

"Oh, your souls aren't very tasty, but if one of my kindred has a unique taste, I can't help it. The book spirit replied indifferently.

Shu Ling seemed to be very interested in Russell, and continued to bewitch: "Russell, when I first met you, I noticed your strangeness, I have no effect on you, you have a special taste, join us, the abyss will not treat you badly!"