The Wizarding Age

After entering the corridor, everything in front of me quickly became dim!

The originally dark corridor walls were dilapidated and faded at a speed visible to the naked eye. The wall skin kept rising, breaking and peeling, and then quickly withered and yellowed in the air. After the skin fell off, the rusty metal wall underneath was exposed, and a soul-stirring low rumble began to echo in the ears.

"It seems to be an illusion!" Kerr, who was following behind, whispered.

"Who has materials to restrain illusions?" Will, who was walking in front, had a trembling voice.

Senior apprentice Warren fumbled in his waist bag for a while, took out a black pottery jar, and whispered: "I have some psychedelic grass, who needs it?"

"I"... "I"... "I"

The other three were overjoyed and couldn't help asking for it.

Psychedelic grass is a herb with serrated edges on the leaves, and it is also one of the basic materials for making psychedelic drugs. If the psychedelic grass is ground into a paste and applied to the nose, it can refresh the brain and enhance the body's ability to resist hallucinations.

After the four people prepared according to the law, they were about to turn around to ask Alice if she needed it, but they found that she was holding a sparkling magic gem in her hand and couldn't help looking at the changes around her.

This gem is diamond-shaped, colorless and transparent. When held in the hand, a soft light is emitted, giving people a sense of peace and clarity.

True vision gem!

The muscles on the faces of several apprentices twitched, and they were speechless for a while.

This kind of magic gem that can see through invisibility and illusion has a market value of at least 400 magic crystals, which they can't afford with their financial resources. And the other party is also a wizard apprentice, although he is a more distinguished quasi-witch, he can easily take out one.

This... the gap between apprentices is too big!

Alice waved the True Vision Gem and moved a little closer to the wall. The dilapidated scene she had just seen disappeared in an instant. The wall turned back to the dark brown wood texture, and everything was the same as before.

It was indeed an illusion!

After seeing this, the apprentices finally put down their snacks.

Will walked in front with a bitter face and took three steps at a time.

Judging from the length of the buildings on one side of the castle, this corridor is less than 100 meters at most. With the eyesight of several people, even if the lights are dim, they should be able to see the end of the corridor at a glance. But strangely, the sight of several people here can only extend to seven or eight meters at most.

The scene farther away seemed to be swallowed by a ball of darkness, and it was completely impossible to see.

It seems to be some kind of illusion effect!

Will moved forward slowly, his eyes constantly scanning the surroundings and his feet. Any slight changes and abnormalities would make him stop, and he would not move forward again until he was sure that there was no danger.

The foggy darkness faded away bit by bit in front of his eyes.

The candlelight jumping on the walls on both sides reflected a group of dim halos, and the shadows projected on the walls were long and short, left and right, like demons with bared fangs and claws. The wooden board under my feet was obviously old, and it made a creaking sound when I stepped on it.

On the left wall in front, there was a half-meter square wooden picture frame, which had been hidden in the candlelight and shadow and could not be seen. Now that he was closer, Will could see the content clearly.

This was a pastoral landscape painting, with distant mountains and nearby water. In the middle of the picture, there was a slightly raised hill, and a vague figure whose gender could not be seen was looking up at this place on the hill.

The painting technique was quite good, but I didn't know what the painter was thinking. The whole painting was only in black and white, turning a beautiful pastoral scenery into a gloomy ghost painting with a hint of ghostliness.

Will shook his head and focused his attention on the wooden board under his feet.

As he walked forward, the creaking noises kept accompanying him, making it almost impossible for him to concentrate on distinguishing the movements around him. When he stopped and wanted to listen to the movements around him, the creaking noises of the wooden board came from behind him.

"You guys are quiet..." Will couldn't help but turn back and blame, but the scene he saw shocked him.

Several companions were indeed following behind him, but... they all had pale skin, distorted faces, and two lines of blood and tears were slowly flowing from their eyes.

"What's wrong with you?" Will asked with a trembling voice.

Several companions showed hideous smiles on their faces, stretched out sharp white claws like drowned corpses, and surrounded him with hoarse cries.

Will was frightened and took a few steps back, and finally couldn't bear the fear in his heart and turned around and ran quickly.

Crossing the stream and running across the grass, Will ran out of breath, and finally stopped panting after climbing a small hill.

Now he finally got rid of those terrible monsters, right?

With a trace of panic, Will looked back and suddenly found that the environment around him was different.

This... This place does not seem to be the gloomy and dim corridor on the third floor of the castle, but...

Looking at the gloomy mountains behind him, the gray grassland in front of him, and the black river... A wooden square frame was suspended in the air in the distance, which seemed to be a window. Through it, he could vaguely see a pale figure leading Kerr, Warren and others walking slowly in a dark and terrifying corridor.

Judging from his position and angle, Will was horrified to find that he seemed to be... in the portrait he had just seen. And his original position had been replaced by the figure in the portrait!

Damn, is this an illusion or reality?

For a moment, Will could not tell whether he was attacked by an illusion or was really led into the portrait. So he ran madly towards the wooden window, waving and shouting loudly.

However, the strange thing was that no matter how he shouted and ran, the wooden window was always so far away from him, as if he could never reach it...

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In the dark corridor.

Kerr couldn't help but frowned and said, "Will, can you walk faster? If you keep moving step by step, how long will it take us to check the entire floor!"

Will responded vaguely and finally quickened his pace.

The corridor was not long, and soon they came to a wooden door.

Everyone came closer to study it, and did not sense any traces of witchcraft fluctuations on the wooden door, so there should be no witchcraft traps or the like.

At the signal of everyone, Will dared to gently push open the wooden door.

With a slight creak, the wooden door opened.

Inside was a small library with exquisite decoration. The space was not large, but the wooden shelves against the wall were densely packed with books and volumes. Many of the books were still flashing with a faint fluorescence, and it was obvious that they were not ordinary books.

Books, so many books...

The apprentices who had already regarded collecting knowledge as an instinct wanted to push others aside and break into the house to find some books they were interested in. But at this moment, Alice's slightly childish cough came from behind them.

The bodies of several people froze, and they hurriedly stepped aside, bowed and saluted: "Lord Alice, please go first!"

Alice took a step forward and sneered: "Before dividing the spoils, you should take a closer look first!"

As her delicate little hand was raised lightly, a soft white light from the True Vision Gem in her palm was projected into the library inside the door... and onto the intermediate apprentice Will leaning against the door!

The picture that was normal in the last second suddenly turned to a horrifying picture in the next second.

The wooden door just now had disappeared, and what was unfolded in front of everyone was a strange black crack on the wall. The end of the black crack led to a portrait hanging on the wall. The figure in the portrait was shaking, and several strange black shadows were looking at this side furtively.

And Will, who was originally standing by the door, also turned pale under the white light, and his skin seemed to be translucent, giving people a terrifying feeling of ghostliness.

"I have opened the door, you guys hurry in!" Will turned his head and urged everyone with a smile.

His face was as pale as if it was smeared with a thick layer of stone powder, and two blood tears were clearly visible. And as he laughed grimly, the muscles on his face twisted and hideous, and he looked like a demon from another world.

Damn, when has Will been replaced!

The next second, without any explanation, three witchcrafts of different colors hit "Will".

Shadow Arrow!

Ice Dagger!

Electric Claw!

The energy intensity was between 12 and 15 degrees. Although the intensity was not high, the attack was still fast. Although the fake Will realized something was wrong, he had no time to dodge and was hit by the three apprentices' swift magic.

The bone shield that was originally lingering outside Will's body seemed to be non-existent and was directly penetrated by the magic. The fake Will screamed in pain after being hit by the three magics. The sound he made was hoarse and cold, not like a human voice at all. And there was no trace of flesh and blood in the body fragments that were scattered and scattered, but it slowly melted into the air like energy matter.

The fake Will knew that his feelings were exposed, and his body suddenly changed. The whole body instantly turned into a transparent energy substance and merged into the wall beside him silently.

The second round of attacks by the three wizard apprentices failed one after another, and only a big hole was punched in the wooden wall, revealing the completely dark space inside.

A cold air blew out from inside, and the people in front of it couldn't help but shudder.

"Damn it, it's a spirit!" Senior apprentice Warren cursed angrily: "Our attack just now was not enough, and we didn't really hurt it. Everyone should be careful later..."

Before he finished speaking, fluorescent light flashed on the nearby wall, and a transparent human-shaped phantom emerged from inside with half of its body, and its sharp claws slashed across Warren's left arm.

"Ah..."

Warren screamed in pain.

Two witchcrafts shot out, but unfortunately only the old wall was hit and sawdust flew, and the spirit had already disappeared.

Warren endured the severe pain and tore off the torn sleeves, and saw several horrible claw marks on the side of his left arm that were deep enough to see the bone. The wound had turned blue-black, and a layer of crystal frost completely froze the flesh near the wound, and it was still spreading to the upper and lower ends.

"Damn it, it's a quasi-witch spirit, everyone be careful!" Warren shouted at the top of his lungs. chapter;