"Go find Medivan!" Khadgar shouted, "I'll lure it away from the door." ”

"What if it's aiming for me?" Karona replied, Khadgar hearing a shiver of fear in her voice for the first time.

"No," Khadgar feigned composure, "it's for mages." ”

"So what do you do......

"Let's go!" said Khadgar.

Khadgar broke through to the left, and as he feared, the demon followed him closely. Instead of rushing out of the doorway, Garona ran to the right and climbed onto the farthest bookshelf.

"Go find Medivan!" Khadgar shouted, bumping into a bookshelf as he ran.

"There's no time," Garona replied as she crawled. "See if you can use the bookshelf to delay it. ”

Khadgar wandered through the rows of bookshelves, playing hide-and-seek with the monsters. The demon also jumped over the desk, shuttling between the rows of bookshelves, between the history books, and began to search for his target. In the shadow of the rows of bookshelves, its eyes and mouth spewing blinding flames stood out, and pungent smoke emanated from several wounds.

Khadgar concentrated, forgot his fear for a moment, and shot a ball of energy. Striking with fireballs or lightning might be more effective, but it would hurt his book.

The ball of light sinked into the monster's face, causing it to stagger back a few steps. It screamed and kept going.

He ritualized and repeated the action he had just done - to concentrate, to overcome fear, to raise his right hand, and to recite the mantra. Another ball of light slammed into its jet-black horn and bounced off the ceiling. The monster paused slightly, but then a distorted, flame-filled smile appeared on its face.

Khadgar tried to chant the incantation again, but the monster was approaching, and its face flashed, but it did nothing but a happy expression on its face. Khadgar could smell its sour, burning flesh, and then hear the gurgling sound coming from deep in the monster's throat - it was laughing?

"Get ready to run!" Garona's voice appears in the upper right.

"What do you want to do...... Khadgar asked, but he was ready.

"Run!" she shouted. Then he jumped away. It turned out that she had just climbed to the top of several bookshelves and knocked them down one by one, turning the rows of bookshelves into super-giant dominoes. A thunderous bang echoed through the library, and bookshelves fell one by one. Crushed a qiē in the place he passed, and the books on the shelves flew around.

The last bookshelf slammed into the wall, shattering, the impact striking the monster into the ground. Garona slowly slid to the ground with the cushion of her long-bladed dagger. She tried to find someone in the thick smoke.

"Khadgar?" she shouted.

"Here," said the apprentice, clinging to the back wall. It is the base of the cast-iron platform that supports the upper level of the library. His face was unusually pale even from a human perspective.

"Did we kill it?" she was still half-crouching, in case the monster swooped out again.

Khadgar gestured to the pieces of wood that had been the last bookshelf a few seconds ago. The entire lower library is now a ruin of broken bookshelves and book debris. A muscular, torn arm stretched out over the shattered corpse, made of dim flames and twisted shadows, just a few digits from Khadgar's hideout. Its iron claws were stained with rust, and its burning blood was on the floor.

"It's done. Garona said, slowly inserting the dagger back into the scabbard under her boots.

"You should have listened to me just now," Khadgar coughed a few times in the smoke, "and I should go to Medivan." ”

"If that's the case, I'll be torn to shreds by it before I can walk two flights of stairs," orc said. "Then I can't explain it to my grandfather. ”

Khadgar nodded, frowning again at a question: "Astral mage, did he hear the noise here?"

Garona nodded in agreement, "He should have come this way." The noise we made from here was enough to startle the dead. ”

"No!" Khadgar said, rushing to the library, "Maybe more than one demon has come in, quick!"

Before she could think about it, Garona drew her dagger and rushed out of the room with the human.

They found Medivan in the real yàn room, the same scene as when Khadgar had left the place an hour earlier, and he was still sitting on the same real yàn table. In the corner of the table was a hammer. Only the pure gold star disk in his hand had cracked into a few twisted pieces.

When Khadgar rushed in, Medivan was just tinkering with the thing, and Garona followed. The young apprentice was puzzled, could it be that Medivan had been dozing off just now?

"Teacher! there's a demon in the tower!" he blurted out.

"Demons? again. Medivan rubbed his eyes with the palm of his hand. "Last time I said it was orcs. This time, it's a demon. ”

"Your student didn't lie," Garona said, "I was attacked in the library with him just now. It's a big monster, savage, but cunning. Its body is made up of flames and shadows, and fire and smoke come out of its wounds. ”

"It's mostly an illusion. Medivan turned around and went back to work. He held up a fragment of an astrolabe and examined it carefully, as if it were the first time he had seen such a thing.

"There are often visions here. I think Moros should have told you. ”

"That's not an illusion, teacher," Khadgar said. "It's a demon, the kind of demon you killed in Stormstorm. Not only did they break through the Guardian Barrier into the tower, but they attacked us. ”

Medivan curled his gray eyebrows with a skeptical look, "There's a demon that can pass through my barrier?" He closed his eyes and made a few mudras, "Nothing." One qiē is normal. The guardian runes are working well. You're here. Cook was in the kitchen, while Moros was in the lobby outside the library. ”

Khadgar exchanged glances with Garona. Khadgar said, "You'd better come and see it right away, teacher." ”

"Is it necessary?" said Medivan, "I have other troubles to consider, at least those things are true. ”

"Come and have a look. Khadgar insisted.

"We have a tentative belief that the monster is dead," Garona said, "but we can't joke with the lives of your servants. ”

Medivan looked at the rotten astrolabe, shook his head, and placed it on the table. He seems to have lost faith in it. "Okay. I'll take a look. This kind of fuss is not the mentality of an apprentice. ”

By the time they arrived at the library, Moros was already inside, with a dustpan and a broom in his hand. He looked at the two mages and a half-orc who walked in, his eyes a little misty.

"Congratulations," Medivan's brow furrowed deeply, carving furrows into his face, "I guess it's a mess here now than it was when you first came." At least I still had bookshelves then. What about the demons you are talking about?"

Khadgar walked over to the demon's corpse, only to find that there was only a toppled bookshelf embedded in the ground, and there were no corpses. Not even the bloodstains were gone.

"It was still here," Garona was as dumbfounded as Khadgar, "and it burst in and attacked us. She grabbed the edge of the bookshelf and tried to lift it, but the large piece of wood was too heavy for her. She tried it for a moment and said, "We all saw it." ”

"What you see is a vision," said Medivan sternly, "didn't Moros tell you both?"

"Yes," Moros confirmed, "I absolutely did." He put his hand on the blindfold to strengthen his persuasiveness.

"Teacher, it really attacked us," Khadgar said, "I wounded it with my magic. The messenger also slashed it twice. ”

"Hmph," the astral mage disagreed, "most likely because you overreacted to the visions and ended up making a mess of the room. There are new scratches on the desk. That demon did it?"

"Its claws are made of iron," Khadgar said.

"Maybe your energy ball was thrown around like a crowd of people on the Stormwind City Gathering, right?" Medivan shook his head.

"When my dagger slashed into its body, it was so hard and leathery to the touch. Garona said.

"Obviously stuck in the book," said the Astral Mage, "if there's a demon here, its corpse must still be there." Unless someone cleans it up. Moros, is that you? Don't tell me that there's a demon in your dustpan. ”

"Don't think so," said the old butler, "I'll check it again." ”

"Don't worry, of course I won't doubt you, give your tools to these two little ghosts. Madison turned to the young mage and orc, "I hope you get along." Well, let's start with you working together to clean up the library. Young trust, you have lived up to your name, you must know that you will have to pay it back sooner or later. ”

Garona still didn't give up: "But I see—"

"You're seeing an illusion," Medivan interrupted her with absolute majesty, his brow furrowed, "what you see is nothing more than something from another plane. It can't hurt you. It can't and doesn't hurt you at all. Your friend here," he turned to Khadgar, "always said that he had seen this demon and that demon, and it turned out that none of them existed. This annoys me. You'd better learn to pretend to ignore anything weird when you're cleaning. Don't bother me until you're done. ”

He said that and left. Moros laid down the dustpan and broom, and followed.

Khadgar took a look around the house. The usefulness of a broom here is ridiculous. The bookshelves were all overturned, two of them were completely shattered, and the scrolls were thrown to the ground, with the proportion of broken spines and torn covers. "If only it were an illusion lost in time. ”

"It's not a hallucination that attacks us," Garona said unpleasantly.

"I know. Khadgar Road.

"Then why can't he see it?" asked the orc.

"I don't know," said the apprentice, "and I'm afraid of the answer." (To be continued.) )