At this time, Mu Bai stood at the door of the library on the fourth floor.
He didn't go in because the two closed wooden doors in front of him had clearly written words in big words, "Students are strictly prohibited from entering."
The magic books collected in the library on this floor can only be read by instructors in the academy.
Glancing at the closed wooden door, Mubai was very curious about the magic books inside. They were all magic books of level ten or above. Anyway, he was the acting curator now, so he should be qualified to enter.
With this thought in his mind, Mu Bai walked to the wooden door and slowly opened it.
There are relatively few magic books in the library on this floor. There are only a dozen bookshelves in the hundreds of square meters of room.
"It looks like no one has been here for a long time." Mu Bai saw that the ground was covered with a thick layer of dust.
For tenth-level magic, if a magician does not have nine-star soul-fighting power, even if he knows the spell, he cannot use it. Most of the instructors in the academy only have eight-star soul-fighting power or below, so few of them will enter here. Ya
Se probably saw very few people coming here and neglected to clean it.
Mu Bai casually walked to a tall bookshelf. This bookshelf had ten floors. The magic books stored on it seemed to have never been turned over. The dust was thick. These magic books have a very ancient history. The covers on the books
It is the most primitive animal skin. The writing on it is very blurry and difficult to identify if you don't look carefully.
Mu Bai didn't bother to read those advanced magic books. After all, he only had the power of three-star fighting souls now, and it was useless to read them, so he turned around and left.
But at this moment.
"cough……"
A vague and old dry cough sound came from behind him, which scared Mu Bai quite a lot.
He was obviously the only one in this library, so where did this voice come from?
Mu Bai's body suddenly froze in place, and his face began to turn pale.
"Who... who is it?" Mubai tried to ask softly, while turning around and looking behind him, there was no human figure anywhere, not even a ghost figure.
"Could it be my phantom voice just now?" Mu Bai thought in his heart.