Chapter 63
The huge bookshelf that was on fire was about to collapse. The fire burned the entire bookshelf, and the intense heat radiating from it could be felt even from a distance.

Satan glanced at the bookshelf that was about to be pushed down with a sinister look. At the critical moment, he threw the ghost in his arms out. Even in this emergency situation, he subconsciously noticed the location where it was thrown.

That area had not yet been eroded by the fire. Youying's body was lowered and thrown over in a gentle way. She landed in the safe area. As she landed safely, Satan's painful low voice sounded. Roar.

The huge, heavy bookshelf burning with fire pressed down on Satan's body. His body was burned by the scorching flames, his clothes were burned, and his skin was burned horribly, with bruises all over his body.

Satan's low roar became more suppressed, and he tried his best to crawl out from under the huge bookshelf. His once cold and handsome face had some burn marks, and his hair was almost burned away. The most serious thing was his body, which was covered in tattered fabrics. Yes, the fire is still burning.

He climbed out of the bookshelf, rolled around on the ground a few times, and endured the pain that penetrated his bones to put out the fire in his body. After doing this, his appearance was completely different from before.

My whole body ached so much that my nerves were almost numb.

Satan dragged his heavy and numb body to climb to Youying's side. She was still in a coma, quietly, with her eyes closed tightly. It seemed that looking at her like this was much better than looking at her dead eyes.

"Well, don't wake up and not recognize me anymore... Ah, but even if you don't recognize me, don't try to get rid of me..." Satan's voice was low and hoarse, and his sinister eyes fell on Youying's face. When he went up, he was actually a little gentle.

That kind of tenderness is very heavy. Perhaps it is more appropriate to say that it is a sense of security.

Satan used all his strength to get up, stretched out his scarred and burned hands, and picked up Youying with all his strength. He breathed heavily and walked towards the door step by step.If it were an ordinary person, there would be no way to do this.

This has exceeded the limits of normal people.

But Satan is not a normal person, he is a monster.

The door was open, and God didn't intend to kill them.

Finally walking out of this hell-like library, Satan carried the sleeping Youying and walked into the corridor. His usually straight waist was now bent due to serious injuries. After being burned by the fire, his figure really looked like a god of death.

Satan held Youying away from the library for a moment, and finally fell to the ground unable to hold on.

He fell to the ground with Youying, and the girl was in his arms, which happened to be suppressed. He turned over and faced the ceiling. The temperature of his whole body seemed to drop instantly, and the numbness disappeared with the last willpower. , the whole body is covered with burning pain.

Satan only felt that his eyelids had a heaviness that he had never experienced before. He slowly closed his eyes. Before closing his eyes, he turned to look in the direction of Youying. He felt relieved when he saw the girl's peaceful sleeping face.

He takes her hand.

A cold announcement sounded in the corridor: "Player No. [-] is in a coma, and Player No. [-] is in a life-or-death crisis."

……

The game continues.

In another library, Shadow stood in front of the bookshelf, flipping through the books. There were several neat books on the table not far away. The light was bright, and there was no sound around except for the flipping of papers. sound.

He picked out a few more books and walked back to the table, and put the books in his hand together with those books.

No, it is not arranged completely randomly, but it is classified very regularly.

Shadow was slowly sorting out the pile of books, without any panic at all. It seemed that he was not playing a life-and-death game, but just having an obsessive-compulsive disorder in the library, insisting on sorting all the books.

"If you keep sorting it out like this, you won't be able to clear this game even if it takes three days and three nights."

Along with this clear voice, there was also a cold voice on the radio, "Player No. [-] and Player No. [-] meet."

The man who walked in had clean eyebrows, a tall figure, and his slender legs were straightened by trousers. He was handsome and sunny, with a bright smile on his face and even slight dimples when he smiled.

Shadow stood in front of the table, put down the book in his hand, and looked directly at Hades - if they were the only two players left without cooperation, he probably wouldn't have thought that he would actually have a relationship with the man in front of him. touch.

Hades walked directly in front of him, reached out and picked up one of the books, and opened it.

These books picked out by the shadows have handwriting, books belonging to different fields, astronomy and geography, clothing and architecture, painting and music, and even fairy tale books.

"Then how to pass this game?" Seeing Hades not speaking for a long time, Shadow asked directly. He vaguely felt that the young-looking man in front of him knew more than him.

"Huh?" Hades raised his eyes to look at the shadow opposite, with a smile on his lips, he replied, "Isn't there a hint clearly written on the book?"

Hearing this, Shadow was slightly startled. He lowered his head and looked at the book in his hand.He had just read the contents and didn't find anything wrong, but maybe there were other hidden hints and puzzles?

When he was about to open it, Hades spoke again: "It's not the book in your hand, it's the book on the bookshelf."

After hearing what Hades said, Shadow turned his head and looked in the direction of the bookshelf.

There are many huge bookshelves lined up in the library. There are no writings on the sides of the books. They are all dark colors, navy blue, dark purple, and dark green.

Shadow suddenly discovered that the books of different colors were arranged in two overlapping letters. If Hades hadn't reminded him, he might not have noticed this, and would have simply thought that they were placed randomly.

He turned to look at the other bookshelves. Those bookshelves swayed in different colors and had slightly distorted arcs, but he could clearly see that they were indeed the letters "P" and "C".

PC.

Shadow's expression changed slightly, and he turned to look at the heavy black table at the entrance, with a computer placed on it.

He walked straight over there, sat in front of the computer, and opened the computer skillfully, only to find that a password was required to be entered.

"The password is TDFJHYG." As if he knew what was happening on the shadow side, Hades shook the book in his hand and reminded.

Although he didn't know how Hades knew the password so quickly, Shadow still entered the password silently. After the password was entered, it was not that the computer interface was opened, but a strange shifting sound came from behind him. Voice.

Shadow turned and looked around, and found that the wall behind him opened automatically, making room for passage to other places.

Hades walked to Shadow with unhurried steps and reminded, "Let's go."

 Small sentences:

  You are the person I want to protect with all my life.

  
 
(End of this chapter)

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