A faint aura suddenly appeared in the shadow of the corner at the end of the broken staircase. White Flame was immediately alerted by Vivian's warning. Holding the sacred silver dagger in one hand, White Flame quietly shot out a small white spark from the fingertip of her other hand. Teuton gestured to the other demon hunters, and they immediately hid behind a nearby low wall and shielded their auras.
The aura in the shadow was getting closer and closer. Finally, a figure in black slowly emerged from the darkness. The figure walked slowly forward, seemingly unaware of the dozens of demon hunters lying in ambush nearby. When the figure was close enough, Hao Ren recognized that it was a short woman. She was wearing the signature black outfit of the demon hunters, her hair covered most of her face, and there was no weapon on her. Her steps were slow and light, as if she was sleepwalking. The skin under her hair was a little pale, and people could not help but think of her as a dead person.
The demon hunter in black walked in the direction where they were hiding in a trance, but when she was halfway there, she turned in another direction as if she really did not notice the aura in this direction. Just as she turned around, White Flame suddenly saw the full face of the demon hunter. She could not help but exclaim in a low voice, "Elder Andaherr?"
The other demon hunters also recognized the woman in a trance as Andaherr, who was taken away by the Council of Elders. Everyone's eyes suddenly changed, but there was no commotion. White Flame and Teuton quickly conversed using occult magic. "Elder Andaherr was taken away by the Council of Elders shortly after the war began," White Flame said, "She doesn't look right …" "There's only her aura in front of us." "You and the others stay here and wait for the right time. I'll go and check it out," White Flame said.
After the discussion with White Flame, Teuton quietly came out of his hiding place and approached the elder demon hunter from behind Andaherr. When the two were a few steps away, Andaherr finally reacted. She hesitated and stopped, but she did not turn around.
"Elder Andaherr," Teuton said in a low voice, bracing himself for an attack. "Why are you here?"
Andaherr's eyes darted around for a while before finally landing on Teuton. She looked at her colleague quietly. Her eyes were empty and emotionless. She only responded after a few seconds. "Long time no see, Teuton." She nodded slightly and said, "Long time no see, Teuton."
His voice was calm and indifferent, as if it was the most ordinary greeting. It did not seem like a reaction at all in this kind of situation!
Teuton also felt that Andaherr's condition was strange, but he still asked, "Elder Andaherr, do you know what happened to the sages?"
As he asked, he gestured to the people who were hiding. White Flame and the other demon hunters came out of their hiding places. Finally, Hao Ren, Vivian, and the others came out. However, Andaherr's face did not change in the slightest in the face of these people. Her voice was still flat. "The Sages? The Sages were safe and sound. Ah, have you seen Gordon? Sage Beetholis is holding a seminar. "
Teuton did not answer Andaherr but just looked at her quietly. Andaherr did not say a word and just stood there like a puppet.
Hao Ren had met Andaherr once. It was during the Ancattero incident. She was one of the few survivors of the attack by the Shade of Chaos. She was also a rational demon hunter who held a relatively rational view of the hunt of otherworldlings. After the outbreak of the civil war, Andaherr, who returned from the territory of Ancattero with Hasse, was also attacked by the Council of Elders. She was arrested at the beginning of the civil war and imprisoned in the Netherrealm Clock Tower. No one knew whether she was dead or alive.
Hao Ren did not expect to see her in such a state: she looked like she had lost her soul.
Interestingly, Hao Ren remembered that the last time he saw Andaherr, she was in a similar state. The only difference was that she was temporarily mentally retarded by his Mind Shackle spell. What was happening this time?
Hao Ren was not the only one who had the same thought. Vivian muttered, "Why does she look like an idiot every time I see her? Is it mind control?"
Hao Ren took out the MDT from his pocket and scanned Andaherr. The MDT then reported, "It's not mind control, but the intensity of her mental activity is very low, and her soul doesn't seem to be completely in this place."
Andaherr just looked at what was happening in front of her with a dull look in her eyes. Even though Hao Ren and Vivian were not demon hunters, she did not feel that there was anything wrong with their appearance in the Netherrealm Clock Tower. She could even recognize Hao Ren. "It's been a while, Hao Ren, and the Countess," she said.
White Flame stretched out her hand boldly and waved it in front of Andaherr. "Elder, where are you going?"
Andaherr looked at White Flame, but her eyes seemed to be focused somewhere far away. "Sage Beetholis is holding a seminar. Ah, yes, the seminar. I have to go there first. If you see Gordon, remember to bring him here, "she said.
As she spoke, Andaherr turned around and walked in the other direction, ignoring the demon hunters around her.
Hao Ren and White Flame gave each other a wink and followed Andaherr. Sure enough, Andaherr did not react at all.
What happened next was bizarre: a female demon hunter with a pale face and dazed eyes was walking in front of dozens of heavily armed, murderous warriors a few meters behind her. The whole team did not make a sound. In the dim stairs and corridors of the Netherrealm Clock Tower, they walked silently like a group of ghosts.
Andaherr was in a strange state, and Teuton suspected where the absent-minded elder was taking them. He was more worried that they might encounter other awakened and hostile demon hunters along the way, though the place was eerily quiet. So he assigned some of the warriors to the rear, keeping them a little further away from the team. That way, if something went wrong, these hidden combat masters would come in handy.
Vivian was also constantly releasing her little bats to explore the surroundings. She cautiously let the little bats move along the shadows of the corridors and stairs, avoiding the large open areas between the buildings. According to Teuton, the open space in the Netherrealm Clock Tower hid a vortex of space-time contradiction, which was more dangerous than a spatial rift. Once caught in it, it was almost impossible to survive.
But Andaherr did not respond to all this. She walked in front of them like a programmed puppet, leading them up a narrow stone staircase, through a series of intricate suspension bridges and aerial corridors, and finally came to a heavy black door.
The door was embedded in a cracked wall, and the wall stood alone on the edge of a platform. From a visual and spatial perspective, it was impossible for there to be anything behind the door.
But when Andaherr pushed the door open, Hao Ren saw a spacious and bright place filled with warm light behind the door.
As the goddess of creation had taken into account the size of the guardian giants, all the rooms in the Netherrealm Clock Tower were exceptionally large. Behind the door, which was more than ten meters high, was a hall. It was probably the personal lounge of a guardian giant, but now it was large enough to be a gathering place for demon hunters. Hao Ren saw a long table in the room, which must have been added later by the demon hunters. There was a row of candlesticks on the table, emitting a constant and bright light. Although the demon hunters also used modern things, they seemed to love these ancient and primitive gadgets in this sacred place.
On both sides of the long table sat dozens of demon hunters in black.
Teuton became nervous when he saw so many demon hunters in the room. He found that some of their collars were inlaid with the iconic silver trim of the Council of Elders. But soon he found that the demon hunters were in the same state as Andaherr: sitting there like puppets, unaware of their surroundings.
It was as if they had lost their souls.
The scene in the room was like a horror movie. Hao Ren felt goosebumps all over his body.
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