Looking up, a somber gray hue surged in from above the shattered ceiling of the miniature garden.
The simply repaired canopy burst forth with a large amount of scattered lightning. After the shattered barrier was breached again by an external force exceeding its bearing capacity, creating a hole with cracked edges. Azure shell fragments mixed with the grayness and fell, staining the lush green lawn with the same gray color.
The storm of the void surged violently behind the broken opening, but was barely held back by the relatively intact sandbox structure, so there was no direct intrusion.
The eerie laughter, which had been heard not long ago, echoed from the center of the falling color, then twisted and contracted, coalescing into a slender human figure shrouded in a dark robe, revealing a gloomy face.
"No wonder I always felt like I was being watched..."
The man let out a strange laugh, his dull eyes, with heavy eye circles, swept around the room before he approached the library without hesitation: "So there were a few little mice hiding here..."
His pace wasn't fast, but it wasn't slow either. It was as if some leisurely melody flowed through his movements. He took only a few steps, but covered a distance that would normally take more than ten minutes to jog.
The somber colors followed closely behind his footsteps, leaving dark traces in his path. It was as if he were forcibly tearing open the earth's surface, ripping apart its texture, leaving behind a horrifying, self-expanding, and gradually worsening wound that stained everything around it with his own color.
A storm, arising without cause, gathered and violently swept across the land. Thunderclaps rippled in the high sky, and lightning flashed and disappeared. The surrounding waters surged with towering waves, and even the earth's veins, the foundation of all things, trembled faintly.
The world of the miniature garden seems to be weeping.
"Brother! Kick him out!" Lena suggested anxiously.
This is indeed the usual solution for dealing with external intruders; it's something that can be easily done as long as the sandbox takes the initiative.
Being excluded from the Little Garden is equivalent to being banished directly into the void. Unless there are special means, it is absolutely impossible to return to the real world smoothly.
Without Lena urging me, I had already focused my mind and concentrated all my thoughts on the idea of [excluding outsiders].
but.
"It didn't work."
Even as sweat rolled down his forehead, this fact remained unshaken.
It was as if the sticky foreign substance had seeped into the gaps of the finely woven mesh; it was within reach, yet no matter how hard you tried, you couldn't remove it from the mesh.
The somber colors coalesced once more into a serpentine form, its crimson eyes glaring fiercely at them, tightly protecting the man within its protective circle.
"I think I understand what that is..."
Yao, who was rapidly flipping through the book, suddenly stopped what he was doing, remained silent for a moment, and looked up in the direction from which the man had attacked: "That's power originating from the abyss, possessing a strong xenophobic and corrosive nature. But, they are clearly still human beings, so why can they possess it..."
Yao's words startled me. Although I don't know much, as far as I know, usually only those beings who live eternally at the bottom of the abyss possess the power of the abyss.
It is an absolute taboo that even the world's top mages are unwilling to easily touch, because its strong corrosiveness makes it impossible to find a feasible way to isolate it in a short period of time, let alone completely bring it under control and operate it.
"Now is not the time to think about those things!"
Lena interrupted her mutterings: "If it's really as you say, then we have no choice but to confront him here! There won't be another chance!"
The black shadow had already crouched low and moved forward in an instant before the conversation even began. As it approached the newcomer, a gleaming blade suddenly flashed, and it returned empty-handed once again.
The tremors on the ground roused Hikari from her slumber. She frantically knocked on the door, and Aisha followed her inside. After assessing the situation, Aisha suddenly drifted into the depths of the library and did something unknown.
A commotion also arose from the direction of the fairy's new settlement in the distance. Colorful wings flew into the air, but after confirming the situation, they quickly returned and then burst into heated discussion.
But now is not the time to worry about these things.
Without time to change my clothes, I grabbed the academy's cloak and wrapped it around myself. After telling Hikari to stay in the library, I followed Lena, who had rushed out first, and ran outside.
This library is, after all, an unfolding of authority. Unless one belongs to the same realm of authority, even power stolen from the abyss cannot corrupt it; it is an absolute safe zone.
The puppets manipulated by Yao have already engaged the invaders outside Baiyulin. These maids, who used to do chores like moving books and cleaning, have now transformed into fighting machines. Their clay arms have detached and reformed into blades, and their slender swords and spears, aided by magic, can unleash extraordinary power.
But this is nothing more than a delaying tactic.
No matter how hard they resisted, the simple clay sculpture could not escape the two encounters.
Before it even got close, just one lash of its tail and some of the puppets were cut in half at the waist, falling to the ground like raindrops, only to be crushed and shattered by the giant tail that followed. They could only try to activate the elemental stone hidden in their bodies as their core at the last moment, attempting to trigger a violent explosion in order to delay its progress.
This move actually worked. Under the constant harassment of the puppets and the combined attack of my occasional lightning and fire, An seized the opportunity and suddenly closed in from the man's blind spot, leaving a deep, bone-revealing cut on his back.
A man's scream rang out.
Forced back by the violent burst of poisonous smoke, An retreated to our side after several flashes. Her shadow, transformed into a long sword, was planted on the ground, with dripping blood and her sweat rolling down, quickly gathering into a shallow pool.
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