The emperor's secular identity is very likable, because the innate sense of humor of the identity of Salomon was not wiped out by the burden of responsibility. After a mafia-like threat, it was a skill to change the atmosphere with quite interesting jokes and joking. But for the emperor, he would not joke with anyone, except for Victor von Doum and the Guards, that identity had no room for relaxation and pleasure to leave to his soul.

“Say hello to my little friend.”

"Actually, I've watched "Scarface" and I know it's Al Pacino's line." Stephen Strange said, pointing to the bomb rifle. In "Scarface", Al Pacino used a grenade launcher to open the door. The bomb rifle seemed to have a similar caliber. Although he didn't know the real purpose of this weapon, anyone could evaluate its power. "This is not a kid."

"You just need to say hello."

Salomon skillfully checked the bullet compartment, closed the insurance and loaded it, holding a giant rifle in both hands and walked towards the second door of the library. Since the Supreme Mage began to hand over power, Kama Taj's library has also begun to undergo some modern changes. In the past, the second door of the library only used iron chains and locks to impose spells as defense lines, but now it has an alloy explosion-proof door and password lock installed. At the same time, the spell has also become the use of protecting the current and alchemy intelligence in the electronic components from infringement. All protection levels have been increased by more than one level. The protective facilities installed in Kama Taj are masterpieces of the combination of machinery and magic, and are jointly produced by the secret scholars of Immortal City and Mars.

"When can we walk into that door?" Sherlock Holmes asked Master Xiaowang. Stephen Strange had the same questions as him, because all apprentices who went to higher levels claimed that they had learned more profound spells in the library and had learned deeper mysteries, which was a fatal temptation for two apprentices who had been wandering at the lowest level. They had seen the power of magic, and even Sherlock Holmes, who was most disdainful of magic, wanted to see where the limits of magic lie. Although he knew that he would not devote his life to magic, it was his lifelong ideal to satisfy curiosity. "I issued an application a long time ago, but I never received a reply." He said, "I just hope the bureaucracy here is not as stiff as No. 10 Downing Street."

"Only the Supreme Mage or Master can make this decision." Master Xiao Wang looked at the two apprentices and finally decided to insert the Sigsauer P226 into his belt. He did not intend to use this pistol. Although his old friend forced him to conduct shooting and gun training, he did not think that these two apprentices could cause any trouble for him. After all, they were not qualified for martial arts training. If it weren't for their talent, they would probably be swept out by Kama Taj. "Now that the Supreme Mage is not here and the masters cannot speak, then he only has the right to make a decision."

"What's going on, Wang?" Master Wang made a zipper on his mouth, but this didn't stop Sherlock Holmes from asking. "Maybe we should have a tuna sandwich, huh?" He raised his eyebrows, "I have something else you'll like in there."

There are many doors in the library, and the more you go in, the more your defense measures will be, and the lower the temperature will be.

The thick alloy plate that constitutes the last door is covered with frost. The two automatic turrets are always alert to the identity of the person walking into the room. After confirming their identity, the muzzle of the double-unit bomb gun is still aimed at him. If the information verification fails, then the warning will be issued. If the information verification fails, the automatic turret will fire directly without giving any warnings. Fortunately, no one will do such a stupid thing at present; but badly, after obtaining the authority, someone has not waited for the imperial guards as planned and entered the deepest library to explore on his own. What's worse, the library, which was originally relatively safe as long as the books were not touched, has become very dangerous for ordinary people due to human factors.

"I never thought I would imitate Theseus one day."

Without the intercom and that children's electronic watch, Laura Crawford thought she would be unaware of how long she had been in the library. The cold that kept biting her skin made her almost forget the passage of time. In order to maintain body temperature, the calories consumed constantly reduced her blood sugar and became groggy. "Okay, how long did it take for us to go?" She clumsily marked her notebook with her fingers wrapped in gloves.

She then turned right and walked straight, PASS; went forward four bookshelf and then turned right and walked straight, PASS... She kept trying the route, using the ball of yarn and notebook in her hand to avoid going too far or getting lost. Wisdom from ancient Greece played a role again. "We have tried more than a dozen solutions." She breathed a sigh of relief and tried to exhale the irritability in her heart. She said to the still energetic woman, "Now it's time for us to stop, go back to the starting point, have a cup of hot cocoa or hot tea."

“I like hot black tea!”

"But I didn't bring milk, nor sugar, but I had Lipton tea bags."

Even the crazy woman in Laura Crawford's eyes giggled because of this sentence, which made the female archaeology who came from the UK a little confused. For her, Lipton tea bags are synonymous with stable quality and easy cooking, but for places outside the UK, Lipton tea bags are likely to be a symbol of inferior tea, and are only rated to low-level traders on stock exchanges to clear their intestines. But soon Laura Crawford laughed. Although she didn't know why, the woman's cheerful mood still infected her, as if it was a very contagious emotional force, which calmed her anxiety due to the continuous failure of the plan.

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content later! "You should drink some hot cocoa." She said to the woman, "I will finish all the tea bags."

"I want to wait here for others to save us." The woman pointed at a location randomly. "It's warm and there are no ghosts. The ghosts are getting stronger and stronger, and we need a safe place." Sometimes Laura Crawford would wonder if the woman really knew the library. Sometimes she would know a lot about the things in the library, such as robots or tea sets in drawers, and sometimes she wouldn't even know whether she should turn around to avoid going to a dead end.

She was like a wise fool who intermittently offered reliable advice, but for most of the time she could only say things to the invisible people that no one else could understand. Laura Crawford decided to continue following the woman's words, hiding between the two bookshelfs for a while, while lighting up the alcohol stove again to cook some drinks for warmth.

She planned to take advantage of this time to take a look at the books in her hand.

For an archaeologist, the happiest thing is to discover unknown truths and details in history. The archives in her hand are top secret information and the only document in the world that records the truth of that period, which involves the cause of death of King Ludwig IV of West Frank. According to the author's investigation, the person who hired the arrested wizard was likely to be hired by John XII. Therefore, after being poisoned by witchcraft, Ludwig IV claimed that the Roman Catholic had heretic theory, rather than what later archaeologists believed to be just a political means.

Behind the book, the author begins another investigation.
Chapter completed!