The morning light slanted on the stone road in Oak Town. Alvin was carrying a bamboo basket full of herbs, but his eyes occasionally glanced at the gold-plated ancient book in his arms. Ever since I picked it up in an abandoned ruins, the magical runes looming between the pages always shimmered in the middle of the night, as if summoning something.
"Evan!" Lilith's voice came from behind, her lavender magic robe fluttering in the wind, and the crystal wand in her hand reflected tiny light, "The academy's magic alarm has sounded, and it is said to be related to dark magic." Before he finished speaking, Roland jumped from the roof brandishing his long sword, his silver armor glowing coldly in the sun: "We have to go and take a look, maybe it's a conspiracy by the dark forces!"
The three of them hurried to the hills behind the college, the air filled with the pungent smell of sulfur. The originally green grass turned black, the trees twisted into strange shapes, and the bark was covered with black lines, like some kind of evil spell. The ancient book in Ai Wen's arms suddenly became hot, and the runes shone brightly. It automatically opened to a certain page, and the scene painted on it was exactly the same as before.
