Mysterious as the wind, always with me.

Chapter 25
At this moment, the rustling sound came again.

Mark and Bison were no strangers to this voice. It was as if their hearts were suddenly gripped by some mysterious force, and it became a luxury to even dance freely.

The clear mist around the elementalist thickened quickly, and the thick fog suddenly splashed out like a tumbling wave, hitting the elementalist head-on.

"Hahaha! It's your turn!" The elementalist immediately flew out two blazing fireballs the size of a basin.

The non-stop spiraling high-heat fireball screamed and hit the dense fog.

The dense fog that was still tumbling a second ago suddenly stopped.Then it dissipated with a bang.

This is not the end, more dense fog swept towards the elementalist, like a continuous wave.

After firing three fireballs in a row, the elementalist panicked when he realized that he had no way to stop the opponent.The passive magic protection circle on his magic robe also released red light at this time, trying to resist the fog attack.

It's a pity that the glaring flames lasted less than three breaths before they were completely submerged in the mist with a "boo".

The elementalist screamed, let out a pitch-changing roar that was no less than a soprano, and rolled and crawled in the opposite direction in fear, trying to escape.

Sorry, it's too late.

It's not that he ran too slowly, but that it was a mistake for him to go crazy and provoke this monster in the fog.

It's hard to blame him, a blood eye means that half of his sanity has been eroded.

This is an inevitable result.

Less than a second.

Footsteps sounded as dense as raindrops in the dense fog around him. If these footsteps were not too crisp, maybe Mark would have thought it was the claws of a spider.

Obviously not.

In the first few seconds, the elementalist's dying cry could be vaguely heard in the dense fog.

After a while, the dying howl disappeared, and all the voices gradually became quieter.

As the thick fog quickly thinned, it eventually mostly disappeared.

Everything returned to silence.

If it wasn't for the large puddle of blood and a devoured corpse in the middle of the lounge, one would even wonder if nothing happened just now.

Mark didn't get close, but just glanced at it from a distance: Sure enough, the elementalist's legs also disappeared.

Stupid girl asked weakly: "What shall we do?"

"Continue to go deep into the academy."

Whether to advance or retreat, the 20 points of the dice have already explained everything.

After entering this weird foggy world, Mark couldn't say that he had gained nothing. In his soul vision, there were two small spots of light.

One was brought by the apologist apprentice, which was even brighter.

The other one was brought by the elementalist. When he got closer to the corpse, the remaining soul of the elementalist turned into a light spot and flew into the 20-sided dice that the Bison girl couldn't see.

This phenomenon made Mark guess - can the dice help him touch the corpse automatically?
It's a pity that the light spot is still small, unlike the Storm Power Rubbing that I got before, the overall shape is a complete light sphere.

Or a few apprentices who touch the corpses can make up a share.

Mark also noticed another thing: It seemed that the monster in the fog couldn't see them?
The distance just now cannot be said to be close, and it is definitely not far.

Even if he turned off the light when he approached, with his quite active soul fire, it is normal to attract monsters.

The monster ignored them both completely.

This is very strange.

Go through the foyer, and then you'll come to another atrium on the west side of the college.The huge hollow design separates the teaching area from the dormitory area.

In a normal academy, this place is not to mention the fragrance of birds and flowers, at least it is clean and tidy, with bright street lights and a spacious space covered with gorgeous tiles.

At this time, the rest atrium changed drastically, and the outer wall on the north side completely collapsed.A boulder weighing at least a hundred tons just got stuck on the outer wall of the building between the teaching area and the dormitory area, occupying half of the atrium space rudely.

There are two options before Mark: one is to divert from the lounge to go deeper into the teaching area, and the other is to go to the dormitory area.

The dormitory area of ​​the Mystery Academy is specially for tutors. If something happens and it is inconvenient to leave the school, the tutor will spend the night in the assigned dormitory.Lecturers who are younger and have no money to buy a house will also live here.

Bison Chick spoke: "A stronger [abnormal] reaction came from the depths of the teaching area."

"Then let's go to the dormitory area first."

"why?"

"Maybe I can find help."

College is so abnormal.Some senior students from other colleges and even other schools rushed in and didn't say why they haven't seen their tutors since just now.

Normally, the instructor's combat power far exceeds that of the students.

There is no reason why students can survive until now, but none of the stronger teachers survived.

Bison is a bit stupid, but she is just as good: maybe she is very scared and has all kinds of thoughts in her mind, but she will unconditionally obey Mark's orders in action.This is very comforting.

The two carried the kerosene lamp like this and walked towards the dormitory area.

At this moment, a loud shout suddenly came from the dark place ahead: "Who's there!?"

In the next second, something like a spotlight shone a bright light on the two of them.

"Wait! We are alive." Mark covered his eyes with one hand, and slowly raised the other hand holding the lantern to show that he was not malicious.

"Let go of your left hand and let me see your eyes."

Illuminated by the strong light, the eyes could hardly be opened, and Mark and Byson tried their best to open their eyelids.

Within a few seconds, the other side seemed to breathe a sigh of relief.

"Praise the mystery! Your eyes haven't turned red. Come here, it's safe for now."

The glare is gone.

Mark and the two ran over in small steps, and in the gatehouse beside the fence at the entrance of the dormitory, they saw a man dressed as a guard lighting a kerosene lantern.

"You are..." Mark hesitated.

The man sighed: "Anthony, the caretaker of the dormitory, is not worth mentioning."

Mark noticed that in Anthony's other hand, he held a double-barreled shotgun with a gold inscription on the barrel.

The two sides immediately introduced themselves briefly.

Anthony was surprised: "You just entered this ghost place not long ago?"

"Yes, about an hour, maybe longer." Mark showed the coquettish pocket watch given by a certain rich lady. The diamonds on it reflected the light of the oil lamp, almost blinding the eyes of others.

Open the watch cover, everyone found that the pocket watch stopped.

Mark: "No matter what I do, the pointer just doesn't move."

An expensive mechanical pocket watch that is pretty reliable most of the time.

The gatekeeper sighed: "We have been here for an unknown number of days. Maybe ten days, maybe a few months. Time in the dark loses its meaning."

"You?" Mark noticed the words described by the other party.

"Well, you guys come with me first." Instead of taking Mark into the dormitory area, after entering the fence, he walked to the side.

Passing through a tunnel that was not too long and could accommodate two people side by side, Mark and the two were surprised to find that the gatekeeper brought them to a small platform on the cliff outside the main school building.

Miss Byson couldn't help asking: "Will the fog disturb this place?"

"Thank you Dean for the magic rune." Anthony pointed to the top of the tunnel entrance, where there was a magic circle exuding light blue light, which was carved on the stone wall: "It turned out to be just a windbreak, but something seemed to be added later. .We don’t understand the things of superhuman beings.”

The platform is not too big, only about [-] square meters.There is a row of wooden fences on the side. If it is a normal situation, it is probably a cliff like an abyss.At this time, all that could be seen was a billowing thick fog.

Most of the space on the platform is occupied by a two-storey wooden house.

The light provided by the kerosene lamp is insufficient, and everything is hazy.

The rough wooden door opened with a "squeak", and Anthony made a 'please' gesture: "I don't know what happened to the college, at least during this time, the dormitory gate and here are safe."

The door opened, and at the same time as the kerosene lamp on the wall next to the entrance was projected, a woman's voice came from inside: "Anthony, is that you?"

"It's me, dear." Anthony replied, with a silly smile on his face: "That's Suzie, my wife."

Turning his head, he yelled inside again: "Guess what I bumped into? Two uncontaminated students."

"Oh, that's really nice." The woman inside shouted again: "Sorry, guests, I'm cooking, and Anthony will greet you first."

"It's okay. It's our fault if you bother me." Mark replied with a smile.

Anthony let the two of them in. After closing the door, he pointed to the vertical clothes hanger next to the door, and then opened the exaggerated large shoe cabinet embedded in the wall next to the entrance, revealing two rows of neatly arranged shoes inside.

There was not enough light, and it was hard to see what shoes were inside.

"You two took off your coat and shoes first, I need to sanitize them. Well, you two should understand, we just instinctively prevent any pollutants from entering the home."

"Oh, okay." The little Bison girl subconsciously sat on the specially placed stool next to the shoe cabinet, and was about to take off her slippers when Mark suddenly stopped her.

Mark glanced at the oversized shoe cabinet that could hold at least fifty pairs of shoes, and said for no reason: "I can take off the coat. The shoes are fine."

"Why?" Anthony froze.

Mark's smile was weird, and he pointed at the stupid girl: "Although it's rude to say it to the lady, I still have to tell Mr. Anthony you... her feet stink."

Bisen's brain froze for a second, and then an uncontrollable shame and anger appeared on her face.

This is the worst time she has been hacked in her life.

"I... my feet are smelly."

Mark insists damned well, "Sorry, it does stink, I'm sick of it. You just can't smell it."

This time, the expressions on Anthony's and Byson's faces were equally wonderful.

(End of this chapter)