On June 18, 2321, in the evening, it rained heavily.

For three days, the pouring rain has not stopped for a moment, but the fierce wind outside the sky like a flood beast has come and gone, and the work and rest are uncertain and incomprehensible.

In the dark and damp underground corridor, the pungent blood and gore that drifted from the slightest air flow continued to increase, and it was even more palpitating under the gaze of the surrounding ghost head sculptures, and it couldn't help but make people's palms and armpits break out in cold sweat.

A short distance away, beneath a half-raised wooden gate, several severed arms and stumps lay silently in pools of blood, surrounded by several broken swords and a field of internal organs.

With such terrifying eyes, it seems that these Holy Knights must have met something more incredible than them. ”

Gently touching the head of a man who had fallen on the wall, there was still a trace of warmth, and Calgallon, the golden witcher of extraordinary strength, suddenly stood up as he handed the torch back to his left hand and raised it upward. Looking up, a huge blood-red monster blinked in the light of fire and disappeared in a blink of an eye.

"It seems that the murderer is still there. Behind Calgallon, Leon, who was also holding a torch, said.

"Hehe, it looks like it's still waiting for a new prey here," said that, a golden ring covered in inscriptions had resurfaced to Calgallon's right, parallel to his left wrist. And his right hand was still on the old brown suitcase he was carrying at this time, "These are all the Holy Demon Knights who have been baptized by the altar and enchanted with saints." At both ends of the offense and defense, the dual resistance of the material and law is extremely strong, but looking at it like this, here they seem to have no room for resistance and are collectively exterminated, where is the sacred, can be so strong?"

"Leon, watch your step!" Becky the raccoon, who was standing behind Leon and Suzu, suddenly exclaimed.

Without Xiaobei to speak, Li Ang, who had already noticed the abnormality, suddenly shuttled out with a cold fighting spirit, and the crimson blood that had just begun to fly from the ground near him was instantly dispersed, sprinkled on the walls on both sides and the ghost stone heads, and then "escaped" all the way forward against the wall.

"Damn, you want to run?"

A torch was thrown out of his hand, followed by a crimson shadow of blood that quickly flowed across the wall, and Calgallon shook his hand and pulled out a tiger-headed short knife from the golden ring, and chased it on a hurry.

"Hey, big man, are you going to continue to let this stupid girl take risks with you?" Without waiting for Li Ang, who was carrying the little bell on his back, to take a step, the old yellow dog on the side, Sangil, stared at the fierce dog eyes without blinking, stared at Li Ang, and asked fiercely.

"Leon. A red ribbon was blindfolded, lying on Li Ang's shoulder, his face was pale, and his lips were blue Xiaoling whispered softly in Li Ang's ear.

"Yes. After a slight pause, "If any of you are afraid, don't come with me." ”

Without half a word of nonsense, Li Ang suddenly accelerated with the little bell on his back like a gossamer, and chased forward quickly.

"God forbid, are you kid forcing me to eat you?" said as he chased after him, of course it was impossible for this old yellow dog with a lot of background to escape, let alone leave Xiao Ling's side.

"Ah, wait for me, I'll go too!" Holding a homemade flashlight with sunstones, Becky the raccoon also chased after him.

Walking like a fly, following the undulating and intertwined lines of crimson blood on the wall, through several wooden gates of varying heights, Calgallon was the first to come to a cold basement.

"Treasure room?" Calgallon was slightly stunned looking at the door of the room where the Duke of Black Gold had brought them.

At this moment, the blood-red candle on the bronze candlestick that had appeared from the middle of the road had not been extinguished, and when he pushed open the half-hidden door, the experienced golden witcher had already sensed the faint force field and the slightest aura emanating from the room.

After a few steps, the sound of hurried footsteps behind him gradually approached. Striding through the door, Calgallon looked back and saw that it was Leon, still carrying the girl Xiaoling, who was still in an increasingly bad state behind him.

This underground warehouse, which is used to store all kinds of divine weapons and treasures, is composed of six rooms connected to each other, and the house is covered with light black granite wall tiles.

As soon as they entered the room, several people were stunned by the scene in the underground room.

"Huhuhu......" Xiaobei, the raccoon who was the last to run in, saw the scene in front of him and widened his eyes even more exaggeratedly, his mouth was half open, and every hair on his body was trembling, "This, who is this?"

"Do you need to ask?" said Leon, stopping his gaze on a glass display case directly in front of him.

As Li Ang's gaze grew, in the midst of the candle flames and dances all around, above the display cabinet that was more than a meter high and neatly placed with many rare and strange crystal gems, a man covered in blood was ...... No, it's a bloody wooden puppet sitting on top of a display case, holding in its arms the head of an old woman with a bloody face and a terrifying face.

In the swaying light, it was not difficult to see that the gray-haired head covered with bloody vicissitudes and wrinkles was none other than one of the four mysterious masters of the Saipanya Kingdom, and the unequaled puppeteer known as the "Holy Hand" because of his mastery of the puppet technique, Situ Wenyou. Read it

In front of everyone, all that was hanging in the air was a wrecked body, a miserable corpse without a head and limbs, still dripping blood.

In the pool of blood below the corpse was Situ Wenyou's pine cane, and sitting in different corners of this room, the other four humanoid puppets were also covered in blood, each holding a severed limb of Situ Wenyou, the same as on the display case, all facing forward, their eyes wide and round, as if their eyeballs were about to fall out, revealing a bloody smile.

And what is even more palpitating is that between the eyebrows of these five rare "psychic puppets" in the world, there is a déjà vu, exactly the same strange wound.

"Leon, up, up. Breathing, Xiao Ling tightened the crown of her teeth, and used her last strength to murmur in Li Ang's ear.

Li Ang immediately looked up when he heard this, and in addition to being surprised, his thoughts couldn't help but instantly return to three days ago......

On the evening of June 15th, the wind was blowing and the clouds were thick, and the arrival of a heavy rain seemed inevitable.

Leon and his entourage followed the two sets of railroad tracks and finally came to a tunnel, and when they looked up, the huge gray-white castle was obviously on the other side of the tunnel, and it was already close at hand.

The two sets of railroad tracks, along with the track bed, blended neatly into the weeds and rocks in front of the tunnel, as if this was the end of the railway, which was very strange.

Seeing that the wooden sign in front of the tunnel clearly read "Castle Tunnel" in four neat characters, everyone looked at each other and stepped into it without hesitation. The reason is so simple that you don't want it, and that is "intuition", and when everyone feels right, maybe it's really right.

Sure enough, everyone's instincts were correct, and after passing through the pitch-black tunnel and putting away the things that ignited the light, what appeared in front of everyone was simply another different world.

Although it is still a mountainous area, you can clearly see the difference from the surrounding trees and vegetation, and even the mountain landscape has changed. What has not changed is the huge gray-white castle built in the mountains not far ahead, and the dark clouds, thunder and lightning rolling in the sky, and the cold wind.

After passing a stone bridge, under the gaze of two powerful stone heads above the gate of the ancient castle not far away, everyone walked through the automatic open, classical iron bronze gate, through two rows of extremely tall and luxuriant black oak trees, and came to a suspension bridge.

"Welcome to the Citadel of the Two Realms, please bring out your invitations, distinguished guests. ”

The drawbridge fell, and a panther half-orc dressed in white and black clothes on the opposite side said aloud.

In this way, the invitation card was presented, and everyone walked across the suspension bridge in turn. Another gust of wind swept by, a sharp flash pierced the sky, and under the two hideous-looking ghost stone heads looking down like a life-seeking Shura, everyone finally stepped into this ancient castle that had been found with great difficulty.

"Wow, the deep mountain castle is flat, and guests from all over the world come to gather. Suddenly, I heard the sound of iron hooves breaking through the air, and a strong wind blew a team of horses. Look, another guest has arrived. ”

Stanglo, the rock monster who walked at the end, suddenly stopped, his body did not move, his head was already turned, and his face was facing back with a poem.

"I said can you talk well, you don't feel ashamed to come to such a paragraph, I blush. Su Menglin, a beautiful swordsman dressed in oriental attire, seemed to be very unimpressed by the hobby of this big companion.

I saw stepping across the stone bridge and passing through the gate, a team of nine chainmail horses followed two rows of black oak trees all the way in front of the drawbridge. On top of the tall horses covered in chainmail are nine heavily armored knights.

Among them, the eight knights have exactly the same armor blades, one by one Ugin heavy armor protects the whole body, the ribs carry the steel long sword, the hilt and the scabbard are inlaid with magic crystals, holding a hook and sickle war spear, in front of the black gun barrel is two snow-white ribbons fluttering in the wind, and the five long triangular navy blue back flags behind each person are hunting and hunting dances, and if you look closely, those back guards are densely filled with magic spells.

The first warrior was more burly and muscular than the eight mighty knights, all dressed in blue and black, with animal patterns emerging, and the heavy armor of the beast face reflected a dark blue light in front of the castle that was swept away by the dark clouds and winds. Eight double-pointed short spears on his back, a golden heavy sword hanging from his waist on the left and right, and a white stripe on the forehead of the black war horse under his crotch.

Suddenly, piercing through the wind, a pair of fierce eyes flashed behind the beast-faced sky-swallowing helmet, just in time to collide with the unusually calm and keen gaze of Li Ang, who turned around and looked out, stirring up a few sparks.

"Hehe, I didn't expect him to come. Taking a puff on a small cigarette, Calgallon said suddenly.

When Li Ang heard this, he asked softly, "You know each other?"

"Not only do I know each other, but I also have a little friendship, that guy is one of the eight generals of the original Anerdao Kingdom, and the famous general Hodder, known as the 'Shadow Lion King', is a lion man. ”

"Poet?" said Steinglu, who was clearly mistaken.

At this moment, in an instant, as several thunderbolts broke through the sky, raindrops the size of soybean grains were overwhelmingly tilted down in the howling wind, instantly shrouding this mountain forest in a storm and rain......