"A spell rune flaw discovered by our Spirits wizards?"

"It's a wizard of our ghosts?"

Boras stood on a high-backed chair, his short skeletal body waving a black cane, the red gem at the top of the staff making a red trail, looking at the other wizards in the room, the bones in his jaw opening and closing in a clicking sound.

He glanced at the sorcerers in the black robes of the ghosts, swept their canes one by one, and finally stopped at a witch at the other end of the conference table: "Ainius, you will repeat what happened!" ”

"Yes, esteemed Legend of Boras."

Ainius stood up and bowed respectfully to the surroundings, the bell in front of him propping up his robes in two large arcs.

"Tonight, I ...... as I agreed with the Wizard of the Esoteric School of Ollivera."

After recounting the entire gathering, she emphasized that the mysterious Faceless Wizard was wearing a wizard's robe that represented their Ghost School, and the ghost emblem on his chest that was still recognizable in the Nightmare World was so conspicuous......

And the flaws in the flickering spell runes are the focus of her story, so important that she perfectly reproduces the pauses of every sentence.

"Click...... Did you hear that? Faceless, the Grand Wizard of the Ghost School, is good at runes, and the runes he gave examples happen to be the key topics of the current research centers......"

Boras opened his short, crystalline white bone arm, and the bones of his mouth opened and closed to form a stiff sound, making his tone even more serious.

"So, I want you to — find him! He must be found! ”

At this time, his partner Annep raised his hand and gestured, "Isn't the focus now on checking the spell runes within the school?" ”

"Of course, of course, it's just as important, but ......"

Boras's head lowered slightly, the red light in his eyes deflected a few points, looked at him and said, "That's the matter of the major research centers!" Whether it was here, von Enriso, Tinowbean, and Darco Research Center, and even those two forbidden places, all the spell runes had to be tested next. ”

"However, it's also important to find the Faceless Great Wizard! I'm concerned about the third rune flaw he spoke of, about the mental concussion, about the loss of control caused by the failure to cast the spell—"

"The legend of Boras, perhaps only two flaws......"

"Maybe?"

Boras looked at the person who spoke, two red rays staring at him deadly, "Wizard Kylo Lana, you use an ambiguous word to judge the flaws of spell runes?" ”

"Sorry, that's not what I meant, I just don't think there's necessarily a third flaw." Sitting in the middle of the conference table, a young wizard with messy hair gave a wry smile.

"What do you think? Kylo Laner, the youngest Level 5 researcher in the school, is it true that the results of your research rely on your own intuition? ”

"I'm sorry again......" The young wizard smiled bitterly and lowered his head, his dark green eyes flickering slightly, not daring to say anything more.

"Excuse me? I don't want your apology, Kylo! ”

Speaking of which, Boras jumped on the conference table and danced, "Our ghosts have gone through three epochs of precipitation, what if...... Well, I mean, if even those Inheritance Runes have such a flaw, I think there might be a secret involved...... I don't think I need to go on, right? ”

"So you suspect that our wizarding heritage has been altered?" Annep's five bony fingers pressed on the conference table and tapped regularly, and he looked up at Boras, who was 'thundering', and asked.

"No, it's not just us! I suspect all schools! Boras glanced at each wizard and said slowly but surely.

"Probably not, right? Problems with the Spell Rune Inheritance of all wizarding schools...... That ......"

"Legend of Boras, it's best to verify this kind of thing before ......"

"How is that possible? If you want to do this kind of thing and only have been discovered so far, you have to start planning it a long time ago, and infiltrate it to ......"

"Quiet!"

Hearing the words of these wizards, who were at least at the stage of the High Grand Wizard, Boras jerked up his staff and shot a gray light through the roof of the room.

Boom Boom –

In a few moments, the light of the red moon was projected along the void, staining everyone's faces with a layer of red.

"This matter is temporarily handed over to the Ministry of Intelligence, Director Armitage, do everything possible to find clues, I want to know when the problem started!"

"Understood, Legend of Boras!" The werewolf stood at the end of the conference table and calmly stood up and saluted.

"Also help me gather the movements of the other schools, especially the Esoteric School and the Shadow School," Boras said in a low tone, "If anyone has the power to do such a thing, they are the only ones." Of course ......"

"Including us!"

As a necromancer who had been promoted to the legendary level for many years, he knew very well that the Blood Spirit and Mechanic schools were more focused on self-transformation, and there were not many application of spell runes, and they had little possibility of changing the spell runes.

Or rather, they are not capable......

Therefore, only the three schools of Spirit, Spirit, and Shadow have the ability to do things that alter the rune inheritance, even the gods......

Those empty shells in the realm of the gods who have lost their origins have not yet had the ability to invade the wizarding school!

"I know what to do, Legends of Boras!" The werewolves sat down, their vertical eyes full of solemnity, and now it was time to test their intelligence department.

He could tell from the expressions of the few legendary wizards present that if they didn't find out, then their intelligence department would probably be punished!

"Bolas, do you want to tell the Chief about this?" A slightly older-looking wizard sitting across from Annep asked in a hoarse voice and a slow voice.

"Huh?" Boras glanced at him, and after a few seconds of silence, he nodded, "Of course, I'll go and inform Chief Wakraf about this later." ”

"That's good......"

At this moment, Annep seemed to sense something, took out a blue and white box from under him, opened it, saw several letters inside, and clicked, "The four research centers have sent over the reports that verify the defects, Boras." ”

"Open!"

"Von Enriso Research Center, confirm the existence of the flaw, and verify the same problem on the shadow winding spell rune."

The Tenobine Research Center also confirmed...... Lightning Bolt spell has the same problem......"

Darko Research Center...... There are two problems with the Undead Rage......"

Bang!

"Enough!" Hearing this, Boras couldn't help but wave his staff again and shoot a spell, and said indifferently: "From now on, the major research centers will be blocked, only entry and exit will be allowed, and all external communication channels will be closed!" ”

"What?!"

The wizards were amazed at his decision.

"I'm acting chief and deputy of the Ghost School," Boras didn't explain, revealing a pitch-black ring on his finger with orange-red flames flickering slightly, and glanced around, "Cancel all the activities of the researchers until all the spell runes are checked!" No visitors from outside! ”

The others glanced at each other, and when they saw him reveal his identity, they nodded helplessly in agreement.

According to the rules of the ancient inheritance of the Ghost School, the status of the deputy is enough to make such a decision, and the others can only obey and have no choice of refusal!

"That...... What if it's a researcher who is already out there? The werewolf chief broke the silence and raised his paw and asked.

"Huh?" Borras tilted his head and thought, "What do you mean...... The little one? ”

"Yes, Legend of Boras," Armitage said reluctantly, "he just joined the von Enriso Research Center, and he is not currently in his own institute. ”

"Then you don't need to inform him about this!"

"Good ......"

"Wait!" Boras seemed to think of something, the red light in his eyes flickered slightly, and he muttered: "I still inform him, this matter ...... Well, I'll do it myself. ”

He suddenly remembered that the little guy had made great achievements in the study of runes, and maybe he could also find some flaws in spell runes like the Faceless Wizard did.

"Okay." The werewolf chief sat down and looked at the skeletal legend suspiciously, not understanding what he was planning.

"Director Sheldon, I will directly draft a notice later, and notify all research centers in the name of the Ice Castle Research Center, asking all research institutes except Wayne Loft to make every effort to check the spell runes!"

"Yes, Legend of Boras!"

"At the same time, a notice was also sent to all the Great Wizards regarding the Faceless Wizard, asking him to come out and confess his identity without any concerns. And also...... Hmm,"

Boras looked at the old wizard, hesitated, and said, "Legend of Igad, please contact the Nightmare Sect to see if you can directly ask for personal information about the Faceless Wizard. ”

"Nightmares? I'll try," the old wizard Igad bowed slightly, "but don't hope too much for that, Boras......"

"I understand...... Okay, that's all I have to say, let's go and get busy. Ainius, you stay for a moment. ”

Ainius, who was about to leave first, stopped, her face turned a little pale, she wasn't sure if the sudden stay was related to the research report and topic she had published earlier......

But with her courage, there was no possibility of resisting the deputy chair of the school......

As a result, after the other wizards left, she and Skeleton Legend were the only ones left in the room.

"Sit down."

Boras jumped off the conference table, leaned back in a high-backed chair, and gestured with his hand.

"Okay, okay." Ainius sat at the end with a little trepidation, bowing his head slightly, not daring to look up at the legendary wizard with terrifying strength and even more terrifying temper.

"I remember you and the Faceless Liaison Unit?"

"Yes, Legend of Boras. But he hasn't contacted me since that time, but ......"

"Say whatever you want, there's no third person here."

Ainius raised his head slightly and glanced at him, "That Faceless Wizard, when I first met him, his origin was only more than thirty, and this time it reached six hundred, I suspect that he may not be the ...... of our ghost"

"How long has it been since that time?"

"Half a month ......"

"Huh?!"

The red light in Boras's eyes shrank violently and condensed into two crystal red dots, and his tone was more solemn than ever, "Are you sure?" ”

"I, I'm sure, I'm not the only one who found out, the wizards present at the party knew it." Ainius nodded heavily, "But as far as I know, there is no such archwizard in the Spirits......"

"No, it's possible!"

"Yes?"

"It's not about you!"

Boras raised his hand and stopped, "Alright, you can leave!" ”

"Yes."

Ainius didn't dare to hesitate and got up and walked out of the conference room.

Alone, Boras looked at the empty conference room, the glow of the red moon on his head shining on him through the hole in the roof, making his skeletal face look gloomy.

"Boras...... Could it be them? ”

At this moment, the figure of Annep slowly appeared in the corner of the conference room.

"It's possible, but it's not quite like it."

Boras shook his head and said in a cold tone, "You should know that if it were them, they would never risk appearing on an occasion like a wizard's party. ”

"But apart from those Devourers, there shouldn't be any other wizard who can improve so much in such a short period of time!"

Annep's tone was equally cold, and the red mang's eyes revealed a piercing killing intent, "Boras, you should have slaughtered them all in the first place!" ”

"Useless ......"

"And what are you going to do now? Want to try contacting Chief Wakraf? ”

"Not for the time being, the situation on his side is more difficult, and ......" Boras shook his head again, "According to the time calculation, his current location should already be in the depths of the undead world, and it is not a ...... that can be contacted if he wants to"

At this, the two skeletons looked at each other, opened their mouths full of teeth, and sighed silently.

Chief Wakraf, this is not the right time for you to leave......

At the same time, the same thing happened with three other wizarding schools.

But with the exception of the Spirits and Esoteric Schools, the Wizards of the Blood and Mechanical Schools are unconcerned about the flaws of the flickering runes.

One is a habitual body, the other is good at using machinery, and the demand for spell runes is not high, and even some wizards have released words to mock the bones of ghosts and secret fools when they learn about this......

Only the Shadow School paid a few more attention, but they had other more important things to do, and they couldn't spare their hands to investigate the matter for the time being......

And somewhere in a mysterious space in the Northern Continent, there is also a group of people covered in yellow robes, discussing the matter of spell runes, but their focus is always on the discoverer.

“…… Two hundred years ahead of schedule! ”

"Find him, find that faceless, I will imprison him under the deep abyss!"

"Of course, of course, Faceless is a must-seek, and it just so happens that the forbidden object is best suited for people looking for people who have their names exposed, even if they are wizards, even if they are pseudonyms in the world of Nightmare......"

One of the yellow-robed men smiled rudimently, took out a table clock, took out the key and turned the gear behind it, and said something in his mouth: "Find the Faceless Wizard, the origin is six hundred, and the ghost of the school to which he belongs ......"

"Tsk, he's really pitiful, being targeted by you, well, then this matter will be left to you."

"Found it! Is he in the waters of Cordo now? ”

At this time, another yellow-robed man glanced above and asked faintly, "Shouldn't the focus now be on discussing the next thing?" ”

"Yes, the faceless sin is great, but it has already happened......"

"Ladies and gentlemen, according to my puppets in various sects, the ghosts and spirits have already begun to check for spell runes. The Blood Spirit and the Machine School also have movements, but they don't pay much attention to them. The Shadow School is preparing to knock the Church of Dawn to the death because of that......"

"Ghosts and mysteries?"

At this time, in the empty castle hall, the pupils of the three people sitting on the high steps with dark golden masks on their faces moved slightly.

The yellow-robed masked man in the middle looked at the crowd below the high level, and said calmly: "The ghost will not move there for the time being, deal with the Spiritual Secret School first!" ”

"Miriam, why? Now that that Waklaw's idiot has been lured to the realm of the undead, it's a good opportunity to split the ghosts. The masked man on the left hand, with an older voice, said, "It was planned to create chaos among the ghosts and let them devour each other, and the Esoteric School ......"

"I don't want to repeat it."

A clear voice came from under the yellow-robed mask in the middle, like a woman, and like a neutral voice.

The masked man on his right hand also spoke: "Christian, Miriam has her own plans for this arrangement. We don't have enough time now, otherwise the Ghost School would have been unnecessary for a long time ago......"

Christan, the masked man on his left hand, shook his head slightly, "I see, even if the ghost splits and becomes chaotic, it will take at least three hundred years. What should the Spiritual Mystery School do? ”

"Chaos is the source of everything!"

Miriam in the middle stood up, a golden scepter appeared in his hand, slowly walked down the steps, and greeted the dozens of yellow-robed people with their heads bowed below, chanting:

"Follow the oracle of Thea Sta Negra, the source of the great chaos - make the Mystic School a chaotic place in the Forbidden Age!"

"Obey the oracle of the Mother Goddess, the Source of Chaos!"

"There's only chaos—"

Miriam stood at the foot of the steps, holding the golden scepter aloft, and the sound pierced through the castle in the Endless Darkness.

"It's the end of the world!"

……

……

The next morning, the sound of the table clock ticked.

"Hmm-"

Wayne opened his eyes, touched the sweat on his forehead, and looked at the lounge a little blankly.

"Dreaming?"

He frowned and tried to remember the somewhat strange dream he had had, but he couldn't remember what he had seen in the dream.

All he remembered was that he was in a castle with a black surface, and there was silence all around.

The glow of the red moon shone on him through the glass window behind him, stretching his shadow to the high steps in front of him.

That's ......

"Hmm."

Wayne touched his stabbed head, and his eyes instantly sharpened.

Something must have happened to him!

Thinking of this, he opened the panel to check the information on it.

[You are ...... by the Forbidden Item 0-38 True Bell]

(End of chapter)