CHAPTER XXII
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At midnight, Han Long appeared on the banks of the Thames with a solemn expression, with a black mask on his face and a black mask on his face, with a solemn expression, on the banks of the Thames, hundreds of meters in front of the Tower of London. Pen | fun | pavilion www. biquge。 info
On a foreign night, the bright moon hides behind dark clouds.
Han Long looked directly at the Tower of London in front of him, and the entire castle building was still covered with a thick yin qi. In this dark night, several spotlights installed on the walls and roofs of the building emitted white seepage lights, and the whole Tower of London stood silently in the night, like a silent giant creature trying to choose people to devour, plus a few black crows perched on the roof, the scene was very eerie.
Han Long quietly approached, his body bent low, and began to rush forward like a spirit monkey plopping on the ground, quickly passing over the roadside walkway, fence, and big trees, and the scenery around him swept like the wind.
If someone saw Han Long's figure at this time, they would definitely be startled, only to see that his toes were on the ground, and his body had already floated over a distance of seven or eight meters, as fast as lightning, like a ghost.
With a short distance of a few hundred meters, it only took Han Long a few breaths to arrive.
Leaning against the outer wall of the Tower of London, Han Long performed a stealth technique and restrained his aura, so the whole person suddenly disappeared into the air.
A famous tourist attraction like the Tower of London must be full of cameras everywhere, and although Han Long has already put on a night suit and a mask, it will still cause a sensation if it is discovered by the camera.
Immediately, Han Long performed the wall-piercing technique through the outer city wall and entered the Tower of London.
Sure enough, as soon as I entered the inside, I saw that the white conical towers at the four corners of the Tower of London were equipped with 8 cameras on each of them, looking down on the inside of the tower in all directions.
After roughly scanning it with his divine sense, Han Long found that this Tower of London was actually a group of towers, and its center was a white tower of Normandian architecture, which was the oldest building in the tower and should be the central fortress of the entire tower group. There are a number of defensive buildings with four layers inside and outside around the white tower, there are 13 towers as the inner layer of defense, there are 6 towers and 2 bastions such as the middle tower and the well tower as an outer layer of defense, and there are moats around the outermost layer, the layout is layered by layer, one ring is linked to the other, showing that the original designer has indeed made a lot of effort to design, which is unique.
Han Long stepped onto the causeway that passed through the gate of the middle tower, and slowly passed through another smaller causeway on the moat that had been drained, and went straight to the side tower. Standing in front of these various towers, Han Long seemed to have some unknown images in his mind: the brutality of the king and the pain of the people's lives, as if there was an invisible cry about to emerge from the cracks in the white granite covered with traces of time.
Passing through the moat and the acropolis, Han Long entered a magnificent and solemn white tower located in the center of the castle building group 1, which should have been the place where the king used to live and the garrison stationed, because this tower was the strongest of the entire castle complex, and the geographical location was also in the center of the entire castle complex, which should be the symbol of imperial power at that time.
The whole tower is about 30 meters high, divided into three floors, the thickness of the walls varies, ranging from three meters to six meters, and there are defensive double walls, the windows on the walls are very small, and there are white stones between the doors and windows, and the top is in the shape of a pheasant;
The second and third floors of the tower are partly chapels, and the top and second floors are partly for weapons exhibitions, which display not only some fine armor, but also some firearms. Han Long estimated that these should be the armor used by the kings of England in the past dynasties, although they have been baptized by the years, they seem to be still very exquisitely preserved, and there is also a huge humanoid armor with a height of nearly 3 meters, which may be the armor of a certain king, but he must be a king of considerable stature, and the size of that armor is comparable to the modern version of the basketball superstar Yaoming.
Han Long went up the stairs to the chapel on the second floor, only to feel a gust of wind blowing on his face, and a strange figure suddenly appeared in the dark corner of the chapel.
In one corner of the second floor, there is a large wooden cabinet, which may have stored some of the daily necessities in the past, but is now empty.
But now, the door of this wooden cabinet has been gently pushed open from the inside by a pair of hands.
Then, a pair of green, phosphorous eyes appeared in the darkness.
The eyes looked around for a moment to make sure there was nothing out of the ordinary, a deep, deep voice sighed softly, and a thin figure in a robe crawled out of the cupboard.
After a little movement of his hands and feet, which were a little stiff, the thin figure walked out slowly, and followed the equally dark walkway to the front of the staircase leading to the lower floor, and began to walk down the staircase.
The thin figure didn't make a sound as he walked, and he moved silently as he came to the first floor of the White Tower.
When he saw that the light began to dim in the hallway, the emaciated figure carefully hid himself in the darkness that the light did not shine on.
In this way, the figure wandered throughout the Tower of London, carefully searching layer after layer, as if searching for something, his fingers occasionally tapping lightly on the wall, making a crisp crashing sound.
The figure didn't notice it at all, and behind him, a pair of eyes were already quietly staring at him.
If there were historians who were familiar with historical figures present at this time, it would be inferred from the appearance and clothing of this emaciated figure that this emaciated figure should be Henry VIII, a famous tyrant in British history.
At this time, he stood in front of the fire door, grasping the doorknob with one hand, and most of his body stood in the shadows, a white and terrifying face under his robe.
This is a face with only skin and bones left, almost all the atrophied muscles are tightly attached to the skull, indescribably weird and terrifying, what is even more terrifying is that this face was originally the place where the eyes are, and now there are only two deep holes left, and in the hollow, there are two green light clusters that emit dazzling light.
After passing through the fire door, the emaciated figure stopped and stood quietly in the walkway, as if thinking about something.
After half a ring, the green flame in his eyes swelled for a moment, as if he had made a decision, and then he gave up the search and went straight to the outside of the White Tower.
To the left of the White Pagoda is a meadow known as the Green Tower. On the orders of the current Queen Victoria of England, a sign was erected indicating the location of the guillotine.
The British former top occupants of the throne were beheaded at Greena. King Henry VIII's two unfortunate wives were buried in Greene, and they were both charged with treason and adultery before they were executed, and their heads were cut off by the executioners of the time.
I saw the thin figure come to the Greentower, looked at a meadow on the right side of the guillotine, and muttered, "My beloved lovers, Anne, Catherine, I have come to see you, are you alright?"
As soon as his words fell, he saw that the soil on the grass suddenly slowly cracked to both sides, and a pair of slender and white jade hands stretched out from the inside, placing them on top of the cracked soil, and then a decapitated beauty with a head in her right hand, blond hair and blue eyes, and a graceful figure slowly rose up from under the ground, and then a black-haired beauty in a white robe appeared behind her, and what was even more strange was that there was a wriggling red thread around the neck of the black-haired beauty.
"Henry, what are you doing here?"
"It's been hundreds of years, we've been trapped in this castle for hundreds of years, how long are you going to imprison us? You didn't trust us when we were alive before, and now we've been dead for hundreds of years, don't you want to let us go?"
Hearing this, Han Long understood that the three in front of him were the tyrannical king Henry VIII and his two queens in British history, the owner of this castle-like building hundreds of years ago, and there were countless creatures who died tragically at the hands of this Henry monarch, including his two wives Anne and Catherine, who were beheaded for treason.
After his death, the king returned to his castle and continued to live the life of an undead king. He was the king of this land during his lifetime, and it seems that he will also rule over all souls after his death.
With the appearance of the two figures behind him, all kinds of ghostly figures began to slowly emerge in the Greenta, and the air seemed to be filled with a thick bloody atmosphere, coupled with some faint moans of pain, for a while, the Greenta was filled with an eerie and terrifying atmosphere, which was creepy.
"Quack, as long as my magic can break through to the realm of the Ghost King, I will be able to overcome the limitations of the ghosts that cannot fight under the sun, and summon you to descend again on this land, and the people of this land will not be able to resist my magic, and my light will shine on this world again, Anne, Catherine, as my queen, you will reign on this land with me, isn't that okay?" said Henry VIII arrogantly.
"We are tired of this dark life, for hundreds of years, we are not like people, ghosts are not like ghosts, there is no meaning at all, please, let us go, let us return to the arms of God!" Anne pleaded.
"God, what is he, where was he when I was plotted and humiliated to death? If God really existed, how could I be the ghost I am now?" Henry VIII cried out hoarsely, his voice revealing the helplessness and unwillingness in his heart.
"As long as I am given another five years, my magic power can break through the realm of the Ghost King, and then I can use my magic power to reforge my body, and the demon will appear in the world, and then who will be able to stop me from dominating the world, even if God comes, hahaha......" Henry VIII laughed arrogantly under the robe.
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