Legendary Reckless Online Game

Judgment·Blood Battle Shura's active skill was activated, and all of Song Zhan's attributes doubled again based on the current level, and he charged desperately towards the building where the Shadow Swordsman was located.

Song Zhan, whose attributes had skyrocketed again, was finally able to withstand the dense fireball attacks. He rushed to about a hundred meters in front of the academy building before many ghosts surrounded him, and then directly launched a heart-breaking leap.

After crossing a distance of more than 100 meters, Song Zhan landed heavily on the square in front of the building. The shadow swordsman's quick eyesight and quick hands pulled the frozen Song Zhan into the radiation range of the building.

The college building seemed to be protected by an inverted defensive barrier. Outside the barrier, countless ghosts clung to the defensive barrier, looking directly at Song Zhan and the two of them, with a trace of light dancing in their empty eyes from time to time.

Magic light.

Looking at the tall building that was plunged into darkness because it was surrounded by ghosts, Song Zhan decisively chose to rest where he was.

More than ten minutes later, Song Zhan, who had regained his full strength, stood up and walked towards the building in the darkness.

Outside are countless ghosts who are watching eagerly. Song Zhan believes that if they dare to go out, they will be drowned in this sea of ​​ghosts.

Walking closer, the ten-meter-high black wooden giant door was carved with a large number of intricate and exquisite magic spells. On both sides of the giant door, there was a magic lamp pillar with the same height as the wooden door. At this time, the lamp pillars

A handful of orange flames at the top were beating slowly, dispelling the darkness about five meters around.

Song Zhan and the Shadow Swordsman looked up at the huge bronze door knocker on the black wooden door, which was held by an unrecognizable beast's head. It was at least five meters above the ground, and they fell into deep thought.

Are all humans in the Glory Realm giants?

Song Zhan asked tentatively: "Shadow, you are a thief. This kind of unlocking and prying doors should be your special skill, right?"

"Haha, brother, I'm going to share some science with you now. Thieves do have their own skills such as lock picking and theft, but not all thieves will be interested in this."

After the Shadow Swordsman finished explaining with a serious look, he grinned: "But you're right, I want to become a Thief Saint, and I must reach the full proficiency level in my professional skills, so don't worry and watch me."

“Reliable!”

Song Zhan gave a thumbs up and praised him.

After a while, Song Zhan watched as he tried countless tools to no avail, but was still busy with the Shadow Swordsman. He finally realized that maybe...maybe the difficulty of this gate was too high.

"Shadow, why don't you take a break?"

"Don't worry about me. It's just a door. How can you stop this thief? Give me ten minutes and I will open it."

The shadow swordsman grabbed his hair and held props such as iron wire and thin iron bars between his fingers, and said with confidence.

Song Zhan has heard this sentence twice.

"Okay, okay, let's take a rest."

Song Zhan comforted him and pulled the shadow swordsman aside from the door.

Looking at the door with complicated patterns in front of him, Song Zhan stretched out his hand and knocked tentatively.

Buzz!

The shadow swordsman was so busy that there was no movement at the door, and the orange light flashed across the area where Song Zhan struck the spell lines.

Shadow Swordsman: "???"

Song Zhan's eyes lit up, and then he raised his fingers and knocked on the door three times.

After each knock, the shining light between the magic lines spreads towards the edge of the door like a spider web. After three consecutive knocks, all the magic lines on the entire door are lit up.

"Squeak!"

A heavy and long friction sound echoed in the darkness, and the tall wooden doors in front of him opened on both sides.

"It's open now???"

The Shadow Swordsman was about to collapse from shame. Shouldn't a door engraved with magic spells be equipped with various mechanisms and obstacles before it can be opened? Why can the door be opened after just knocking a few times?

"Let's go."

Song Zhan held the demon sword and slowly and tentatively walked into the huge open door.

System: You have entered the Fourth Library of Glory Realm.

It turns out that this building is a library.

As Song Zhan completely entered the library, a wisp of flames lit up from the depths of the originally dark library and extended to the front door. In just a few seconds, all the darkness in the library was dispelled.

"Ahem", a weak old cough came from the library. After a few seconds, the old voice sighed: "There are not many polite soldiers these days."

Song Zhan held the demon sword across his chest and looked warily at the direction from which the sound came.

"It doesn't have to be like this, young warrior, I'm just a weak old man."

In front of Song Zhan and the other two people, behind the library reception desk facing the main entrance, a rickety figure wearing a moon-white mage's robe slowly stood up.

His gray beard covered the wrinkled lower half of his face, and his wise and tranquil eyes were embedded in his saggy pale skin, demonstrating his erudition and wisdom. If you hadn't seen the faint moon-white cloth behind his head,

Song Zhan really thought he was a living person.

"Hello, young warriors and rude little thieves, I am Jin Lin, the director of the Fourth Library of Glory Realm."

The ghost who calls himself the curator slowly steps forward. If you ignore his translucent body, his every move seems to be the same as a real person.

Walking to a position about three meters in front of Song Zhan and the other two, Curator Jin Lin said with a warm smile: "Do you two need to borrow any books here?"

"Hello, Director Jin, we are not here to borrow books, but we are entrusted by President Adams."

Song Zhan put the demon sword into the weapon space and bowed his hand.

"Oh? President Adams? Ever since President Adams went to the battlefield with the imperial army, he has never come back. Is President Adams still alive?"

Curator Jin Lin became obviously excited as he spoke, and the entire ghost body began to flicker.

"Sorry, Director, President Adams has already died in the battle."

Song Zhan looked at Director Jin who looked expectant and said truthfully.

"Still dead? I objected to President Adams going to the battlefield at the beginning, but he didn't listen to my opinion at the time."

Director Jin Lin sighed and glanced at the dilapidated scene outside the library. It was obvious that he had known this for a long time.

The shadow swordsman took a step forward, "But the commission from President Adams, curator, is still here to stay."

"Oh? What is the president's commission?"

"It is the president's obsession. We are here to fulfill the president's obsession."

The Shadow Swordsman replied affirmatively.

"Adams' obsession?" Curator Jin Lin lowered his head and thought for a while, then suddenly burst into laughter. The huge wave of uncontrollable magic power continued to impact Song Zhan and the two of them.

Just the unconscious magical impact caused the two of them to retreat.

After laughing, Curator Jin looked at the two people who had been pushed far away, waved his hands, and Song Zhan and Song Zhan appeared in front of him again.

"Well, I'm very sorry. Please forgive me for an old man who has been lonely for a long time, so long that his thinking has almost stopped. He occasionally thinks of some happy past."

"As for President Adams' obsession, is it those two things?"