Capítulo 3072: Hexagram Mark

The sound of uniform footsteps kept ringing in the surrounding area. They would search even the most inconspicuous street several times. Even though this was a city made entirely of magic, everything in this city was real.

In a dim attic, several white pigeons were also thrown into the Reflected Holy City. They seemed to have doubts like people and could not tell whether they were in the sky or on the earth.

There was another group of hurried footsteps on the street below the attic. A pair of eyes appeared in the gap in the attic window. This pair of eyes were purple and bright, and the owner of the eyes seemed anxious at the same time.

A ray of polarized light shone on the wooden floor in the attic. A book flying around like an elf was shaking restlessly beside a woman.

The woman had purple hair, and she was using some medicine to treat the wound on the young girl lying on the ground.