Magic!

Endless corridor space.

A dozen skeletons walking towards Russell pushed open the wooden door of the silence room and put down the crying baby.

The monster disguised as a baby realized something was wrong and hurriedly tried to stop grinding its teeth and roaring.

However, due to the rules, he had to make a loud noise all the time.

"do not make noise!"

In an old and powerful voice, black lightning appeared out of thin air and struck head-on at the monster disguised as a baby!

Crack, crackle, crackle.

"Ah ah ah ah ah!"

The monster with a huge mouth the size of a roulette wheel, sharp teeth, and seven or eight legs showed its true form, struck by lightning and was scorched on the outside and tender on the inside.

Seeing that the baby in their arms had turned into a monster, the skeleton soldiers who acted as nannies looked at each other and rushed towards the monster one by one, attacking the monster with their skeleton claws.

While resisting the attacks of jet-black lightning, the monster swayed from side to side, crushing each skeleton, or opening its bloody mouth to bite a certain skeleton into pieces.

The furious monster stopped pretending, opened the wooden door in front, and roared out of the forbidden room.

"Human, stop! I'm going to eat you alive!"

The monster wanted to shout like this, but the sound coming out of his mouth became:

"Human, don't stop! You're going to eat me alive!"

It turns out that there was a random curse hidden in the bottle Russell gave the baby just now - this time it was an irony curse!

In the corridor a room away, Russell heard a monster calling him not to stop. He immediately followed the other person's suggestion and walked faster.

The roaring monster ran forward and broke open the wooden door of Baby Room No. 3.

It has found that what it said became irony. The monster, who was much smarter than the emerald cat, immediately thought of a solution and said what he originally wanted to say by deliberately speaking ironically:

"Human, stop!"

In the corridor in front of the room, Russell heard someone asking him to stop, but he neither stopped nor looked back, and responded in a matter-of-fact tone:

"No, the rules require it. I have to keep moving forward. I can't stop or look back!"

The monster was so angry that it rushed out of the baby's room, ran into the corridor, opened its bloody mouth full of sharp teeth, and pounced on Russell's back!

With a corridor from which there was no turning back, Russell would definitely not be able to turn around and fight with himself!

There was a flash of light, Russell disappeared, and the monster jumped into the air.

Russell's figure was re-outlined and appeared behind the monster.

Dimensional ring!

Teleportation 3 times a day!

Russell raised his fingertips, which were already covered in thick shadows, towards the monster. A dark ray shot out from his fingertips, hitting the monster's back.

Death ray!

Severe pain came from behind, and large areas of muscle were corroded by black magic and turned into necrotic rotten flesh.

"It's quite strong. Even though he was injured, he was not directly killed." Russell complained, convinced that this was definitely a third-year monster.

The pained monster instinctively turned around, opened its bloody mouth again towards Russell behind him, and let out a deafening roar.

"Friends, monster, let me tell you something." Russell said while walking towards the monster's hideous mouth:

"There is no turning around in this corridor."

Click.

The monster's head twisted, and its neck seemed to be broken by some invisible force.

The monster's huge body fell to the ground with a thud, struggled on the ground for a few times, and finally returned to peace.

With the monster's vitality, even if its neck was twisted, it would not die directly. However, it had been struck by a series of lightnings and hit by another death ray. Its body was already quite weak and it lost its life.

The monster's skin was scorched black due to lightning and death rays, and its body shrank rapidly after death, turning into a corpse only the size of its head.

——This may be because the monster is the same size as its original size, just right for pretending to be a baby.

Russell put the shrunken monster corpse into his dimensional pocket, and slowly walked forward to the wooden door at the end of the corridor——

That's Room 4, the wax figure's room!

…

The real world, the high school of the academy.

After absorbing the previous experience of "playing with his mobile phone in class, which resulted in his mobile phone being confiscated and unable to receive messages from Russell," Duncan changed his mind and now completely separates the mobile phone he uses in class from the mobile phone he usually uses to receive important messages.

Ten minutes ago, Duncan received Russell's text message and learned about the secret door, the strange mercury space door and the blood-red rules in the Clown Villa. He immediately realized the seriousness of the anomaly and immediately conducted a review of the existing information. Divination.

The results of divination show:

There are no notable exceptions.

Duncan immediately realized:

The problem may be more serious than he thought!

Such a bizarre thing, he, the world's number one prophet, can't predict anything. It is very likely that the power of the same level interferes with his divination!

Without saying anything, Duncan contacted the Arctic Wolf's identity and immediately thought of a possibility.

He quickly flew to Arctic Wolf's mansion, and with Arctic Wolf's blank look on his face, he found the safe that Russell had returned to Arctic Wolf, and performed another divination on the safe.

This time, the divination-type spells don't directly target the Joker and the secrets behind him, so they won't be interfered with.

The result of the divination told Duncan:

This safe previously contained knowledge scrolls for third and fourth grade students, which were exactly what was stolen in this theft!

He used to think that the third- and fourth-grade knowledge scrolls that the Arctic Wolf had definitely not absorbed were in the hands of the Thorn Birds, but it turned out that they were in the academy and had been stolen!

Duncan urgently contacted many teachers, wrapped in night cover, and surrounded the clown's villa under the shining of the stars.

In the gardens and villas, maids, cooks, and gardeners fell to the ground with a plop and fell into a long sleep.

"Mr. Principal, we have successfully put the servants inside and outside the clown's mansion into a deep sleep. We can start a search."

A teacher from the Department of Psychiatry and Illusion descended from the sky and landed on the lawn.

This teacher is a strong third grader, so it is easy to make all these servants whose average strength is only in the early first grade fall asleep.

"Okay, we can go into the house immediately and find the closet secret door I just mentioned." The white-haired principal, wearing a purple classic mage robe, nodded lightly and headed toward the house with everyone in his arms.

At this time, the closed door of the villa also opened by itself under the influence of invisible force.

Suddenly, the principal's supersensory perception was triggered and he raised his head suddenly.

I saw a red meteor streaking across the night, dragging out a red fire that made the stars look dim.

"Wait a minute, Mr. Principal!" A majestic voice came from the night sky.

…

Endless corridor space.

In the wax figure room, a dozen wax figures were neatly arranged on both sides of the room, waiting for the prey to come in again.

Similar to the purpose of the man in the mirror and the monster, the goal of the wax figure is to kill the intruder or convert the intruder into a wax figure similar to himself.

As long as they are not in the sight of others, these wax figures can move freely. In this corridor where they must keep moving forward and cannot turn their heads to look back, it is difficult for prey to escape their tragic fate.

The wooden door of the room was pushed open, and Russell, a young man who had been here just now, walked in.

In Russell's sight, the wax figures stood upright one by one, motionless.

Soon, Russell walked to the middle of the entire long room, leaving part of the wax figure exposed behind him—that is, out of sight.

Sinister and ferocious smiles appeared on the faces of the wax figures behind Russell.

These wax figures moved quietly and crept close to Russell's back. They wanted to use terrifying force to break Russell's neck, or to hug Russell tightly and transform him into a lifeless, real wax figure.

"One, two, three, wooden man..." The brisk sound of a girl's wind chime came from the young Russell's mouth.

brush!

Just when several wax figures were about to pounce on him, Russell suddenly turned his head:

"Don't talk or move!"

The wax figures who were exposed to Russell's sight again all froze, maintaining the funny posture of being about to pounce.

Some wax figures have already stepped out with their right legs, but their left legs are still on the ground, and they have to maintain the funny posture of the golden rooster.

What is going on?

Why do some people dare to look back in the endless corridor? The several wax figures who were immobilized were completely stunned.

The strange thing is that Russell's neck was not broken by turning back, and he turned his head forward again and continued walking forward.

The young man walked a little further and was already close to the door of the wax figure room.

The wax figures, who got another chance, once again crept close to Russell's back.

It's now!

Several wax figures jumped up at the same time and pounced on Russell.

brush.

The young man turned his head again.

"Sorry, I don't think I said 1, 2, 3, wooden person this time." Russell's mouth still had the girl's teasing voice.

There was no concealment of the joy of having a great revenge avenged in his words!

Restricted by the rule that "wax figures do not move within sight", several wax figures even directly violated the laws of physics and hovered in the air, with crazy smiles on their faces as if the prey was about to succeed.

Just like that, Russell walked out of the wax figure room.

A dozen wax figures followed closely.

In the long corridor, Russell suddenly turned his head every few steps, playing wooden games with the wax figures, with a sinister smile on his face, admiring the funny postures the wax figures made every time they paused.

"It's time to end it, Wind Chime." True Russell's voice came from behind.

The real Russell passed through the wax room without the wax figures and entered the corridor, looking at the funny postures of another Russell in front and a dozen wax figures following that Russell.

The Russell who was walking in front of the wax figure lifted the illusion and returned to his original appearance, with his snow-white hair flowing naturally:

"Hahaha, revenge is successful. I can even feel that I have drawn fear from these wax figures!"

Feng Chime had an excited look on his face, and it was completely impossible to tell that he had been frightened by the wax figures and other weird things in the corridor before.

As a dead person, Wind Chime doesn't need to follow the rules!

Russell raised the magic weapon cell phone and was about to release the "fireball technique" in the soul-capturing photos, using high temperature and explosion to destroy these immobile wax figures.

At this moment, a familiar voice came from behind:

"That's enough, end it! Intruder!"

…

In the real world, the academy's high school, next to the clown's villa.

I saw this red meteor piercing the night, falling directly into the garden of the villa, breaking into clusters of sparks, leaving burning black marks on the lawn.

As the red meteor shattered, a dozen men and women in suits and leather shoes appeared.

Astonishingly, they are the elite investigators from the World Supernatural Congress who have been living in the academy recently.

"Don't you usually live in the temporary residence of the College of Higher Education? Why are you coming here at this time?" The principal with silver temples looked as solemn as water.

Greenbeard, the leader of the investigative commissioners, smiled, and his beard, which was as lush as a green plant, also trembled. He strode towards the old mage wearing the robe of the Star Mage, not afraid of the legendary transcendent in front of him at all:

"There is no way, Mr. Principal, if there is an emergency, I can only rush here. We who do this work cannot be lazy at night."

Twenty or thirty teachers floating in the air simultaneously cast their gazes on Greenbeard and the dozen investigators, their eyes full of vigilance.

According to Subway's strength evaluation method, the average strength of this group of elite investigators under Greenbeard is in the middle of the second grade——

Outside the academy, he can be regarded as an elite talent in the supernatural world, but within the academy, he is no more than a second-year student, and he cannot even see the gate of the academy.

The teachers in the college are all truly strong third-year teachers. Among them are outstanding teachers with professorial titles, and most are even fourth-year experts. Their strength is many times stronger than this group of elite investigators!

However, Greenbeard and his investigators represent the World Supernatural Parliament, the Supreme Council, and the top voice of the entire supernatural world's bureaucratic order!

"What's the emergency? Mr. Greenbeard." The principal, who was wearing a purple robe and a traditional mage hat, looked indifferent and didn't have a good look on Greenbeard.

I saw Green Beard pull out a piece of paper with a swipe sound, with big blood-red characters printed on it.

"Mr. Principal, please cooperate with us and teleport immediately to the headquarters of the World Supernatural Council.

"This is an order directly from the Chief of the Supreme Council, Mr. 001!"

The moment the document was presented, an extremely solemn and extremely heavy aura spurted out with Green Beard as the center. The stars in the night sky seemed to suddenly lose their color, and the earth seemed to be trembling.

It was as if there was a substantial force of order that enveloped the entire college in an instant. Some sleeping students or accompanying family members and servants were awakened by this majestic aura.

Just seeing the document in Green Beard's hand, the dozen or so investigators behind him had the urge to bow down immediately, as if it were an order that could not be violated or profaned, and was as sacred as the laws of nature!

…

High School, accommodation area.

Lying in bed, Arctic Wolf, who had deliberately gone to bed early today, suddenly woke up from his dream.

He was covered in cold sweat, his heart was beating very fast, and he seemed to feel a huge pressure pressing on him, a solemn and majestic aura.

"What's going on? Is there a ghost on the bed?" Arctic Wolf complained, "Are there any ghosts raised by undead souls and life department students?"

The method to solve the problem of ghosts pressing on the bed in the academy is very simple. Just find a student from the Department of Necromancer and Life to use the ability to control the spirit body and get rid of the ghosts pressing on the bed.

Unfortunately, there is no one else in Arctic Wolf's villa now, so Arctic Wolf can only try to sit up from the bed, but every time he is suppressed by this majestic pressure.

As an ordinary person, he simply cannot resist this force.

…

A man with light blond hair and his cousin in an off-white dress were walking in front of the fountain of the High School, taking a walk under the moonlight.

"I'm telling you, cousin, the competition team can find another person. There's really no need to find that Spark."

As soon as Xinyue finished speaking, a majestic and majestic aura suddenly appeared in the distance, making Huiyao and Xinyue's movements sluggish at the same time, and they turned their heads towards the source of the aura - the direction of the accommodation area of ​​the Higher Education Academy.

"Cousin, what happened?" Xinyue was confused.

Hui Yao, who has obviously more experience in mysticism, immediately knew the reason:

"The solemn aura that seems to come from the order itself is not the seven extraordinary professional areas of the academy. It was the members at the forefront of the Supreme Council of the World Supernatural Parliament who gave the order!"

Before Xinyue could finish sorting out this piece of information, Huiyao took off into the air and flew in the direction of the Clown's Mansion:

"Something happened, we have to go take a look!"

"Brother, wait a minute, I haven't learned flying yet!" Xinyue shouted as she ran wildly on the ground.