When Joan unconsciously walked through the non-existent door in the school building and entered the non-existent space, he immediately turned back, but the exit was gone. He was strangely imprisoned, and wave after wave of peace.

From the depths of the dim, dilapidated hallway came the sound of a slimy crawl, and he shuddered at the sound of it. And when he saw the source of the sound, he felt like he was going crazy.

The source of the sound was a strangely shaped monster, which looked like a naked man crawling on all fours, and the horror was that his forelimbs were arms, and his hindlimbs were also arms. His long black hair was scattered and his face was covered, but when he looked at it again, he found that he was not covering his face with his hair, but that the place where his face had grown was the same as the back of his head. There was also a longitudinal cleft in his chest, from which blood kept dripping, and the cleft was full of teeth, like his mouth.

He—no, it seemed to see trembling Joan, though it had no eyes. After not taking a few steps, he ran frantically and approached Joan at high speed.

Joan screamed in fear as she opened the door to the dilapidated classroom next to her and ducked inside.

"—the monster was so strong that I closed the door, but it smashed it all at once." Joan reminisced as she said to me, "But its head is not bright, and it doesn't know how to avoid the tables and chairs on the road." Although I almost got caught twice, I escaped. ”

"Escaped?" I asked, "Isn't the exit gone?" ”

He was also a little confused, "I don't know what happened...... When I ran down the hallway, I found the door reappeared. After passing through that door, I went back to my normal school building, and the monster didn't chase it out. ”

I think the reason why the door disappeared in the first place was only because the demon hid it. And Joan relied on the awareness that erupted in the desperate situation of life and death to re-observe it. Judging from this phenomenon, he does belong to the group of high awareness.

In other words, an ordinary person with insufficient awareness, no matter how many times he groped against the wall, he couldn't touch the grip of the door, and he could only be trapped in another space forever. What is subjectively invisible is the same as objectively non-existent – a phenomenon that is absurd in common sense is not uncommon in the hidden world.

However, the false strange story of his student days has actually become a real secret event......

The thought of having such demons roaming around in my old school made me unable to sit idly by.

"But after I escaped, the anomaly seemed to continue...... "Joe said with a sigh of relief.

"Anything else out of the ordinary?" I asked.

"That door, I've been seeing in the school building from time to time lately. Of course, I didn't dare to go in alone this time. But the door I could see, the other students and teachers didn't seem to see, or more like they turned a blind eye......" he said uneasily, "I told them that the door of the strange talk was there, and some of them just nodded and stopped caring, and some said that it was an ordinary door, and it couldn't have anything to do with the strange talk." They didn't seem to remember that there was no door there, and that the supernatural was so close at hand, but they all seemed to be pretending to be deaf and stupid to me...... Of course, I can't persuade them to actually go in and have a look, but I feel that even if they do, they will find other excuses to ignore them. ”

He added, "I also have a few classmates and friends who like to talk weirdly, and I have formed a private interest group at school to share and study this kind of weird talk." But when they heard me talk about it, they were uncharacteristically uninterested. Let's be honest...... They scared me like that. ”

"Don't worry, it's normal." I say.

"Huh?" He was dumbfounded, "Is this normal?" ”

I explained to him the relationship between awareness and hidden events, and after listening to it, he was shocked and lost in thought.

"And you have to be mentally prepared...... "I said, "and you're probably going to have to do it again from now on." ”

"You're saying I've been targeted or cursed by that weird monster?" He was shocked.

"No, even if this strange story is resolved, there will be other hidden incidents that you will encounter." I say.

Hidden events are hidden not only from the natural world, from society, but also from the fate of people.

Therefore, as long as the luck of ordinary people is not too bad, they will not encounter hidden events.

But people with high awareness are different, they have the opportunity to perceive the secrets hidden in their own destiny.

Assuming that Joan has never encountered a secret incident, she may still have a chance to live a normal life. And since he has realized that "there are hidden things in the real world", then the hidden things will be "revealed" in his fate.

If the hidden things hidden in society are bound to involve someone, then they will definitely give priority to those who are entangled in the fate of the hidden things.

That's why warlocks are always prone to encounter each other, and are always prone to stealth events. This is where the Security Bureau's responsibility to guide the highly aware community comes from.

There are other people in the Security Bureau who are specifically responsible for the guidance, and I am only here to solve the strange story this time. But looking at Joan's curious eyes, I also found a little bit of a good teacher for the blue bird, so I explained a little more.

"How could it be like that......" he pressed his heart, revealing fear and a faint excitement at the same time.

His reaction seemed unusual, but it wasn't incomprehensible to think about. If I was still a student immersed in homework and test papers, and suddenly I heard that my future life would become inseparable from things and phenomena that were beyond common sense, I would feel like I was going to be the protagonist of a fictional story. This is actually a fairly common adolescent mentality, even if he escaped death from a dangerous event not long ago.

There are always students who expect a sudden zombie crisis on campus.

I took out my phone and looked at the time, "Let's talk about it first, where is that door in the school building?" Can you show me the way? ”

He came back to his senses and nodded hurriedly, and led the way with ease.

Soon we were on the way to the school building, and I was touched by the corridors and classrooms along the way. I also saw the classroom where I was sitting, and when I entered the school building, the bushes and grass next to it were the place where the bluebird was looking for hair accessories.

Joan also passed by his classroom on the way, and at this time, his pace was a little faster, as if he didn't want to be seen by his classmates. But one of the boys who came out of the classroom saw us and asked in a heckling voice, "Joan, who is he?" It can't be the man you're looking for outside the school! ”

Joan shouted angrily, "You guys are disgusting, aren't you disgusting!" ”

The boy walked away with a hippie smile.

"I'm sorry, those people are really ......" Joan said helplessly, "I'm not a girl, they always make fun of my face, and they even talk about you......"

"It's fine." I looked to the end of the hallway, "Is that the door?" ”

"That's right, that's it!" He was pleasantly surprised, "You can really notice, everyone else just turns a blind eye." ”

At the end of the hallway, there was a door that was abruptly installed there, and in my memory as a student, there was no door there.

I walked straight to the door and tried to open it.

Without the slightest resistance, the door opened, and another corridor followed. But compared to the corridor here, the corridor over there is more dilapidated and dirty, and you can see that all the windows over there are covered with blood-stained mud, revealing a heterogeneous atmosphere that is diametrically opposed to the normal living space.

It was still lunch break, and people passed by in the hallway from time to time, and occasionally students and teachers glanced at me, but no one noticed the generously open, extremely unusual entrance.

I was about to just walk in, but behind me I heard Joanne's voice say, "That...... Can I go in too? ”

"You're going in too?" I looked at him strangely.

He trembled with fear and nodded slightly excitedly.

I wanted to turn him down, but he would inevitably have to happen again in the rest of his life. Even though it is not impossible to say that there is absolutely no danger following me, it is better to take advantage of this opportunity to gain a little experience.

As we entered the space together, the door behind us closed automatically.

Joan glanced back reflexively, "Door...... The door disappeared again. ”

"Don't worry, I can still see it." I also looked back, and the door was still there, but it had only disappeared for a moment in his senses.

At the same time, I also sensed the fluctuations coming from the demons in this alien space, not far from here.

I opened the back door of the classroom next to me and walked in, and Joan hurriedly followed.

Inside the classroom, there were stray and badly damaged desks and chairs, and we were standing in the back row, while next to the lectern lay a terrifying-looking demon. The front and back limbs are hands, the back of the head is like a front, and the chest is like a wound mouth...... It's the strange-shaped monster that Joan described.

It's time to deal with demons in another dimension again.

Lately, I seem to have a relationship with demons.

Old Bone said that he became a warlock with some kind of flesh and blood evil magic, and remembered that he could also summon demons, and there was some deep connection with the middleman, and he was probably a demonic warlock like the middleman. And as my potential opponent, the half-blood succubus who is paired with the middleman also has strong demonic attributes. Add to that what happened today and yesterday......

It seems that since I was released by the Security Service, my experience has been demonic, and this could not be a sign of something.

As I pondered, the demon next to the podium noticed me. It tensed like a feline in a hunting posture, and although it had no eyes, it seemed to stare at it.

At the same time, I could also feel Joan's gaze behind me, as well as the emotions of fear, nervousness, anticipation, and dependence mixed in his eyes.

Now Joan looks at me, is it just like I looked at the blue bird at the beginning?

Is this what it's like to be under the pressure of the fans' gaze...... I joked along with myself as I summoned the Siren's Blade.

The next moment, the demon was the first to attack.

However, its first blow was wrong.

It stood upright, its mouth open like a wound on its chest, and blood spurted out of it. Like a high-pressure water gun, the plasma is not dispersed in the air, but is quite concentrated. The momentum was also quite fast, and it shot at my face like a bullet.

Maybe it was because he sensed my power, so he didn't rush closer. But to think that as long as I keep a safe distance and attack I'm fine, you're wrong.

In the dream, Blue Bird was injured after the first battle with the Majin, not only from the wound of a broken arm, but also from the fact that her body under her clothes became covered in bruises.

It wasn't a direct attack from the Siren's Blade, otherwise the clothes would have been torn apart.

The reason why that injury occurred was simple, she had been smashed by the siren's blade after another to shatter her spells.

The Siren's Blade can damage not only the main body when it shatters the clone, but also the opponent's main body when it smashes the opponent's spells.

Although the effect is not as huge as that of a smashing clone, a high-level warlock like the Blue Bird can also resist the damage fluctuations transmitted from the invisible connection between himself and the spell to a certain extent, and can repair those wounds like an arm in the future, but it still can't be underestimated if it adds up. Moreover, most ordinary warlocks can't do it either.

It's the same with the demon in front of you.

The plasma it spews out is spiritually incarnated by itself, and can be seen as an extension of itself, which will be countered by the Sirenblade with the laws of sympathetic sorcery.

As soon as I split the blood with the siren's blade, the demon on the other side froze and exploded in the head.

"Dead ...... He's dead? Joan was taken aback.

I didn't let my guard down and strode towards the demon. Demons are spirits, and they don't have the same vital qualities as the flesh, and even if their heads explode, they may not die. Sure enough, the demon fell to the ground and convulsed twice, then suddenly bounced up again, and burst out at a very fast speed to hit the window not far away. The impact smashed the windows and let in the sunlight.

It actually ran out into the real space outside. This alien space is obviously a non-existent space, but at this moment it seems to be physically connected to the real space, and I don't know what the location relationship between this place and the teaching building of the real space is. But I didn't dwell too much on the details, and immediately moved to the broken window and threw the siren blade out with all my might.

After smashing the window, the demon's body was projected into the playground dozens of meters away at high speed, and as soon as it landed, it tried to attack the nearby students.

However, before it could move two steps, the Siren's Blade blasted down at super-high speed, blasting its body into scattered rotten flesh.

Just in case, I sent Joan out of the alien space first, and then went to the playground to check it out, and only after confirming that the demon was indeed completely destroyed, did I relax.

At this moment, I noticed a strange gaze from the direction of the school building behind me.

A gaze mixed with anxiety, vigilance, hostility, and other emotions.