"Get out of the way!" Sirius waved his wand impatiently, dispelling the owl ghost in front of him. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

These guys didn't have any offensive power, they just looked at Evan and them gloomily, their eyes glinting with pain and hatred.

If it were possible, they would pounce on the three of them like the ghost they had just done......

But they didn't do anything, and these ghosts were a wretched bunch of miserable people, who were just ordinary servants of the castle in front of them, most of whom were not even wizards, and they were poisoned alive by the witch, and after their deaths, their souls were imprisoned here.

Until now, they have been controlled by demons, unable to act on their own volition and unable to rest in peace.

Evan couldn't help but wonder, who was that demon whose ghost couldn't even mention his name?

Why can't they mention that name, and what about the oath they once made?

Also, what exactly did it mean by what it just said, could it be that the demon was watching them nearby?!

Things become more and more mysterious, the castle is filled with an evil atmosphere, and in the darkness that cannot be dispelled, ominous forces are gradually approaching......

"We'd better get out of here!" Sirius said, with a growing tendency of owls to appear around her.

Evan awoke violently, his magic disturbing the souls of the past, making them restless.

"Well, let's go, go to the dungeon. He nodded.

Evan didn't want to wait until all the owls in the castle were here, it was too bad.

Even though they don't have much of an attacking ability, the thought that they are actually human souls makes me uncomfortable.

Passing through the cobweb-strewn corridor, they found the entrance to the dungeon in the cellar at the innermost end of the kitchen.

To be honest, this is probably the most uncomfortable part of the whole castle, in front of the narrow arch is a rusty iron fence that has fallen to the ground, and it seems to have been pushed to the ground by some monster, twisted and deformed, and covered in dark brown blood.

Stepping over the bar, Aven walked into the crypt, which was divided into small chambers for prisoners.

But now, instead of a dungeon, it's turned into a giant family tomb.

What appeared in front of them was a lot of coffins carved out of stone, scattered everywhere.

The carved patterns on the coffin are simple and the workmanship is crude, indicating that the burial person is not of high status.

They continued on, into a boxy hall.

The walls around it were sunken inward, carved out of the space where things were placed, and on top of them were human skeletons, wrapped in rags, straw mats, and the like, most of which were rotten and weathered, or eaten by rats, insects, and other creatures, but there were still a few dried corpses.

In the light of his wand, Aven saw a skeleton facing him, two pitch-black hollows in the middle of his eyes.

In such an atmosphere of terror, even the air became thin and muddy.

"It was originally a fortress dungeon where prisoners of war were held, but then a lot of people died in this place, all of them died overnight, and because there was no place to bury, they were all left here. "I haven't been in before, but the people who have seen it here have found nothing, except for dead people and skeletons, this place has nothing. ”

"Where is the altar that the woman was talking about?" Sirius surveyed.

"Maybe it's hidden somewhere, since it's the source of the curse, it can't be so obvious. "Let's look for anything strange, I always have a bad feeling that someone is watching us......"

He looked at the stone coffin in front of him, which had no nameplate on it, and could not tell who the person buried in it was.

Ever since he entered the castle, Evan had sensed that something was hiding in the shadows and watching them, but he hadn't noticed anything.

Except for the three of them, there was obviously no one else around.

"Anyway, better hurry, those goddamn owl ghosts are coming after you!" Sirius looked back.

The three of them checked separately and did not go too far.

They are all in a stone room, and if something happens, they can be rescued immediately by shouting.

A few minutes later, next to a coffin, Aven found a boxy hole, straight down, with only a very thick rope falling on it, and he reached down with his wand and chanted a spell, and a ball of light emitted from the end of the wand.

The ball of light continued to fall downwards for a long time before it stopped, and it was about fifty feet deep......

What is this place for, and Evan is hesitant to go down.

This rope is obviously not the product of the castle as it should be, but has only recently been tied, and it will not be too long......

Judging by the nearby traces, it looks like something went down through this rope not so long ago!

As Evan was about to call Sirius and Yelena over, he looked up to see something appear beside him.

It was a tiny owl ghost, with a translucent pale blue body, the size of a palm, and it was looking at him.

After seeing Evan notice it, the owl spread its wings and flew over his shoulder.

Then, it flew down again, landing in Aven's outstretched palm.

"Is there anything you want to tell me?" Evan asked, this guy was acting so strangely!

The little owl nodded and answered Aven's question.

It has not lost its mind, there is no hatred in its eyes, it is not affected by demons.

"Wait a minute, I'll draw that magic rune to help you get back to its original form!" said Evan happily.

He raised his wand, feeling that he would know something vital from the other person.

But instead of waiting for him, the owl spread its wings and flew off into the distance, constantly turning back and motioning for Evan to follow.

It flew to the burial chamber on the left, burrowed into a hollow compartment in one of the walls, and vanished.

"Is there anything in there?" said Aven, bending down and looking inside......

In the next second, he saw a dried corpse staring at him with big empty eyes, opening its mouth wide, and the expression on its face was hideous and terrifying.

Evan took a step back, only to see the little blue owl poking its head out from under the corpse's skirt, looking at him anxiously, as if urging Evan to move faster, and underneath the dried corpse was a passage that slowly extended inward.

Evan hesitated for a moment before crawling forward, through the corpse and into a small chamber.

In the center of the room, he saw at a glance an altar, the one that summoned the demons, the root of all the evil in the castle......