Hao Ren was not the only one who saw the figure. Lily, who had always prided herself on her keen senses, had also caught a glimpse of the figure flashing between the bookshelves. The husky maiden immediately jumped to her feet. "There's someone in front!"
The group immediately chased after the figure. They weaved in and out of the bookshelves, which looked like a maze of high walls, closely chasing the faint aura in front of them. After chasing a few giant bookshelves, Hao Ren finally saw the figure. It was a petite woman, probably about the same height as Lily, and she was extremely agile. Just as everyone was about to catch up to the woman, she suddenly dashed straight towards a bookshelf filled with scrolls and disappeared right in front of everyone's eyes.
"She's gone?" Hao Ren ran a few steps after the woman disappeared. He came to the front of the bookshelf, but it was just an ordinary shelf with no secret passages or hidden devices. The MDT checked the surrounding space and shook its body. "There's no sign of teleportation. I'm afraid it's just an illusion."
"First, it was the walking dead demon hunters, and now even the ghosts have emerged," Y 'zaks said in a gruff voice. "Could it be that all the demon hunters in this tower have become half-dead?"
"Do you still remember Claude?" Lily suddenly remembered something. "Could it be that he escaped from the tower and was caught by you on the front line?"
"But he doesn't look like a deserter," Y 'zaks said, rubbing his chin and shaking his head gently. Y 'zaks rubbed his chin and shook his head. Just as his voice trailed off, a sudden sound of footsteps came from afar and interrupted everyone.
A tall figure appeared out of thin air not far away and slowly walked toward them. He was holding a thick book in his hand and seemed to be completely immersed in reading the ancient classics. White Flame immediately exclaimed when she saw the figure. "Teacher?"
It was none other than Hasse, who had been taken into the Netherrealm Clock Tower and his fate was unknown.
However, Hasse's state was exactly the same as Andaherr's. His eyes were hollow and his behavior was mechanical, like a soulless puppet, stiffly repeating the activities he did in the tower. He held a big book and paced beside the bookshelf. When Hao Ren came before him, he looked up and nodded at White Flame. "You're here to study potion?"
"Instructor … How did you become like this?" Although she knew that Hasse might not be able to answer her question, White Flame stepped forward, grabbed his hand, and asked anxiously, "Are you okay?"
Hasse just looked at White Flame expressionlessly. After a long pause, he gently nodded. "I'm fine."
"Where are the others?" Hao Ren also stepped forward to ask some questions. According to Andaherr's condition, even in this soulless state, Hasse should be able to provide some information. "Where are the sages?"
"Everyone is where they should be. The sages are lecturing everyone," Hasse said slowly and nodded at Vivian. "Your Excellency."
"His soul is also separated, and his consciousness is imprisoned in the depths of the spiritual realm. It's as if he is isolated in another past time and space," the MDT said while checking Hasse's condition. "Hmm … his symptoms seem to be milder than others."
"Milder symptoms?" White Flame's eyes flashed with a glimmer of hope. "Can you wake him up?"
At this time, Hao Ren also saw that Hasse's condition was indeed better than Andaherr's. He had been looking at Vivian and the others with a puzzled look from time to time. It seemed that subconsciously, he still knew that this was the Netherrealm Clock Tower and that these people should not be here. This kind of active thinking activity had never been seen in Andaherr and the dozens of demon hunters before.
Part of Hasse's intelligence was still active, and his subconscious might be trying to show it.
The MDT flew around Hasse's head and murmured, "Perhaps because the real 'location' of the library is really outside the Netherrealm Clock Tower, he is less affected than others. I'll try to stimulate him, but I don't think I can completely wake him up. But you can take this opportunity to ask him some questions, "the MDT said.
A series of blue stripes suddenly lit up on the MDT's shell, and then several bright electric arcs hit Hasse's forehead. Hasse's body shook, and his eyes suddenly became clear.
"Teacher, teacher, how are you?" White Flame grabbed Hasse's shoulder and shook him hard. "Can you hear me?"
Hasse's eyes were constantly changing between consciousness and chaos. He seemed to be trying to get rid of some kind of mental prison, but he still could not make a vivid and clear enough response. Y 'zaks, who was proficient in the way of the soul, immediately stepped forward and put his hand on Hasse's shoulder. "Don't force yourself to speak. Just nod or shake your head. Can you hear us?"
Hasse nodded slowly.
"Do you know where the sages are? The 'real' place, "White Flame said.
Hasse continued to nod.
"Take us to them," White Flame said.
Hasse hesitated for a moment, but he finally nodded, turned around, and walked in a certain direction.
They followed the elder demon hunter and continued deeper into the Netherrealm Clock Tower. Teuton left marks along the way for the follow-up troops to identify them. Although it seemed that the guards of the Netherrealm Clock Tower had collapsed due to the strange 'ghosts' here, they still needed the follow-up troops to conduct a thorough investigation of the tower.
Under Hasse's lead, they finally found the missing demon hunters, including the elders who had been captured by the Council of Elders, and the original guards of the Netherrealm Clock Tower.
The situation in the depths of the clock tower was even more bizarre and creepy.
They passed through a gloomy and cold hall, a dusty study, and a deep corridor that echoed with strange whistling sounds. The Netherrealm Clock Tower was full of lifeless, faded rooms that had been abandoned for a long time. The candlelight swayed on the walls, but the candles showed no signs of burning. The fireplace crackled in the corner of the room, but the flames had no heat. An inexplicable cold wind blew through the building from time to time, bringing with it distant, muffled voices. Most of the time, only Lily could hear these voices.
It was like a haunted house.
The ghost-like demon hunters moved around like zombies in such an environment. They were like ghosts imprisoned in the crevice of time, repeating their previous lives mechanically. In the library, several elders of the Council of Elders were completely immersed in the ancient books. In an armory, they saw a hollow eyed master demon hunter polishing his weapon mechanically. In the upper corridor, they encountered wandering tower guards more than once. The guards were still patrolling and handing over their duties strictly according to the schedule, but they turned a blind eye to everything in front of them.
Finally, they came to a place that looked like a banquet hall.
The banquet hall was gloomy and dark. The color fading was more severe than in other places. The entire hall had almost turned black and white, and a cold atmosphere lingered in the air, making it difficult to breathe.
Ethereal and intermittent music reverberated in the banquet hall. These intermittent sounds seemed to leak out from a certain broken space and time. It made people wonder if there was really a ball being held in the banquet hall. In a certain sealed space and time, there was an endless banquet that kept repeating endlessly.
Hasse had not spoken since he brought them here. Now the MDT was checking his status, and Hao Ren was looking around vigilantly. He saw some very faint light and shadows appearing in the dim surroundings from time to time. These light and shadows flashed and disappeared. If he looked closely, he would find that they were some human figures, just like the afterimages left behind by the people who had hosted the ball here in the past.
From the corner of his eye, he saw a vaguely familiar short figure running out of the corner of the banquet hall. This short figure was the one who suddenly appeared and disappeared in the library. The figure ran across the hall, flashed a few times, and finally disappeared beside Lily. The husky maiden was startled.
Just when everyone was nervous about the creepy atmosphere here, little Y 'lisabet suddenly pointed to the end of the hall. "There's someone there!"
Hao Ren looked in the direction of the little girl's finger and saw a faint figure in the darkness. It was a skinny figure in a black robe. He almost blended in with the darkness, and there was no aura coming from him. If it were not for the little girl's sharp eyes, Hao Ren would not have noticed that there was someone sitting there.
Lily came forward nervously. She found that the person in front of her was probably the so-called sage — because the person's face was really covered with a strange mask.
But there was no life in him.
Lily cautiously poked the person in front of her with her claws. "It seems that … he has been dead for a long time."
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