"I experienced the feeling of flying, and I really couldn't bear to leave. I really wanted to have a flying mount faster. At that time, soar in the sky, go wherever I want, and see different scenery from high altitudes. Don't be too good!" The girls were a little reluctant to leave the strange flying device.

"It's almost three months at most. When we are all 70 years old, we will definitely be able to have our own flying mounts!" Having your own flying mounts and flying wherever we want is undoubtedly the biggest gimmick set up by Skyrim Company at level 70. The motivation for countless players to upgrade to level 70 is to have their own flying mounts. At that time, no matter how big the map of the "Skyrim" game is, you can go wherever you want.

Everyone reluctantly bid farewell to the flying tools, finally walked up the steps and arrived at the third floor of the Dalaran National Library!

The first floor should be open for all magicians to use, so the number of books is amazing, and you need to ride a flying tool to find the books you want on a huge bookshelf dozens of meters high.

The second floor obviously requires a magician of certain strength to enter. There are many fewer books here, and the bookshelf has been shortened from dozens of meters to a height of more than ten meters. In the hall, there are small alchemy puppets dedicated to serving. After the magicians choose the magic books they want to read, they can find a place to sit down and read books while savoring the drinks provided by the library.

Only after you arrive at the third floor will you know what it means to return to nature. There are not so many flower jobs here, rows of antique bookshelves arranged like ordinary libraries. However, the books here are at most less than ten thousand books. Each book should be the sacred texts dreamed of by countless magicians in the magic empire of Dalaran.

At this time, an old and old man with an old gray hair was sitting on a long table for the borrowed people to read, looking at everyone with surprise.

"Who are you?" The old man wore a pair of glasses that were thick enough to be flat as a wine bottle, and asked Mu Feng and the others in a strange tone full of surprise.

"Grandpa, you are no more worried. We are the ones who come here to seek ways to eliminate the spirit-eating plague. We have no idea about everything here." Mu Feng said to the old man.

"You talk about the Spirit-Devouring Plague? How could you be infected by that kind of plague!" The old man was even more shocked when he heard Mu Feng talk about the Spirit-Devouring Plague.

"Now the entire Dalaran area is full of spirit-eating plague, and there are people who die of poison and become dead after they die." Mu Feng said to the old man.

"It's everywhere? It's over, Dalaran is about to die. I didn't expect that Dalaran will be destroyed in the hands of the things he has studied..." The old man's face was full of pain and began to cough...

"Old man, we don't have much time left. If you know how to eliminate the Spirit-Devouring Plague, let's tell us. In addition to us, there are thousands of people waiting to eliminate the Spirit-Devouring Plague." Now that time is tight, Qin Shuang has to interrupt the old man's sadness and ask for the solution to the Spirit-Devouring Plague first.

"The Spirit-Devouring Plague is a product that was undoubtedly developed by a magic master ten thousand years ago when he was conducting an alchemy experiment. At that time, this thing caused a large-scale death, which greatly reduced Dalaran's strength. Then it ushered in a large-scale invasion by the Demon Legion. Some people say that if it weren't for the great damage to the vitality of this Spirit-Devouring Plague, the Magic Empire might be able to defeat the Demon Legion. Finally, it lasted for thousands of years before it was defeated by the Shameless Corruption Plan of the Demon Legion. Finally, he chose to use special means to seal the capital of the Magic Empire into a special space to escape this disaster." The old man told Dalaran's history in a casual manner.

"It turns out that the Spirit-Devouring Plague has been so long, so why does it reappear now?" Logically speaking, such a terrible thing should be directly destroyed, and why did it appear again after tens of thousands of years?

"Uh, this... was actually what we spread out..." Mie Sansheng looked regretful.

"You?" Mu Feng and the girls couldn't believe it.

"We don't know that it was a spirit-eating plague. After doing more than ten steps of the mission, the npc handed us a crystal ball with black liquid sealed, saying that as long as it was broken around Dalaran, it would be considered as completing the mission. Who knew what happened after the miscellaneous plague came out. We were not infected at the beginning, but were infected when we were looking for a way to relieve the spirit-eating plague." Mie Sansheng explained. Who knew that the npc in the "Sky" game would lure players to complete such a terrible task. The plague was originally Mie Sansheng's team, which turned the entire Dalaran into the current dead city.

"You...you..." Even though I knew that Mie Sansheng and the others were lured, seeing the poisoned person in front of me still made the old man so angry that he almost died. It took me a long time to recover.

"Old man, you should tell us how to solve the spirit-eating plague. There are really many people outside who need help."

"Hey... the Spirit-Devouring Plague brought such a great disaster, but the top leaders of the Magic Empire did not destroy all the documents, but sealed it on the third floor of the National Library where few people have the authority to enter. Who is it? Since it has the ability to review this information, it should be the current top leaders of Dalaran, why do they want to destroy the entire top leaders..." the old man said in confusion.

"That, we went to find him later, but he turned into a demon and laughed at us for being fooled by him, and did not reward us. He just told us that if we want to find a way to relieve it, we should go to the National Library." Mie Sansheng said helplessly.

"You said, he asked you to come? Oops!" The old man just finished speaking, a black magic arrow suddenly shot out from the darkness. A golden magic shield appeared instantly, completely wrapping the old man's body and offsetting the magic arrows.

"Is it you?" Mie Sansheng immediately recognized the guy who came out of the darkness. It was the demon who deceived him and his team and asked them to poison him!

"I still have to fight." Mu Feng understood. If he wanted to get the solution to the Spirit-Devouring Plague, it seemed that he would have to fight with the mysterious guy in front of him.

"Haha... stupid humans are so foolish that I'm fooling around. Thank you for helping me open the road so that I can easily reach the third floor of the Dalaran National Library!" The mysterious demon laughed. Mu Feng didn't expect that because of the relationship between Die Sansheng, he and the girls were deceived by the demon.

"Who are you?" The old man glared at the demon. He was the real mastermind behind the disaster.

"Old man, don't stop not knowing me after half a month." The man in black walked out of the shadow, and his face became more and more familiar with him. His body was generally a human, but his skin turned into a dark red unique to the demon, and some protruding scales appeared on the skin.

At the same time, his eyes turned blood red, sharp claws grew at the ends of his hands and feet, and a pair of demonic horns also appeared on his head.

"It's you!" The old man recognized this guy from the human appearance he kept was still clear. It was Deputy Mayor Dalaran who had come in and checked some information half a month ago. Unexpectedly, he was pretended to be a demon!

"Hmph, you haven't forgotten it yet. Now you are the only one in Dalaran. Old man, don't you go with them?"

"Even if I die, I will hold you together!" the old man shouted angrily. At some point, a golden staff had already appeared in his hand, and his temperament changed drastically. A faint golden light flowed around him. The originally ragged gray robe flew everywhere, replaced by a spotless white mage robe. His long silver hair and beard were automatically breeze-free, and he looked extremely majestic.

No wonder this old man appeared here. It turned out that he was not an ordinary librarian, but a powerful magician! He is also the only remaining magician in the magic capital now.
Chapter completed!