Since killing those defeated knights, it seems to sense that a powerful existence is coming towards the castle, and the other monsters have avoided it, even if they are stronger, they only extend the aura of perception to the edge of Lawson's perception network, and dare not make any moves. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

So Lawson's journey was very easy.

The buildings in view grew larger and larger, and eventually, Rosen was presented with a wide bridge large enough to accommodate six carriages in parallel, and an eerie old castle that stood behind the bridge.

Above the castle gates, something could be seen written in some strange twisted script, which Rosen didn't recognize, but Vivien did.

"The name of this castle is also Cain Hurst, and the specific origin is unknown, but there is a legend that Sebastian's original family master, who used his own essence to refine this weapon at the time of his fall, and his law field has formed the law space of the bloody end. ”

"Do you want to make weapons out of your own material?"

It seems that the law is not only related to the individual, even if he dies, there is a way to keep his own law, and the operation of this Rosen naturally does not understand, but it does not prevent him from remembering it as a reference in his mind.

"Only existences above the Legendary Rank can achieve such a great feat, because they have a thorough understanding of the laws, and their own laws have already been condensed and developed to the extreme, which is theoretically difficult for ordinary Silver and Gold Levels to do. ”

"It seems that the ancestor of the Sebastian family is also quite strong. ”

According to Vivien's words, the original head of the family was at least a legendary, and when you consider the terrifying longevity of the vampires, it's hard not to wonder what happened to this legendary-level bloodline that led to its fall.

"Of course it is strong, the blood clan determines the strength by the concentration of the bloodline, and the first generation of the family master, it can be said that he is the purest blood clan, he is the blood clan of the blood clan, and he is accompanied by the awakening of the law almost as soon as he is born, if he doesn't meet that guy, it is absolutely impossible to be killed. ”

There was a hint of embarrassment in Vivien's words.

"That guy?"

Vaguely guessing something, Rosen couldn't help but open his mouth to confirm.

"That's the guy you think, Saint Greysius, of course, in fact, the leader of the original Sebastian family was not killed in direct battle, but was killed by Greyius in exchange for the safe migration of the Ash Clan into Isrul. ”

Contrary to Rosen's guess, there was not much resentment in Vivien's tone, perhaps these things had passed too long, and for Vivien, they had long since become yellowed pages in the history books.

"This is the most fundamental reason why the Sebastian family has been able to gain a foothold in Isrul among so many blood clans, and of course, you will not care about political matters. ”

"Definitely. ”

Lawson nodded, then looked to the other end of the bridge.

"Let me ask you beforehand, there shouldn't be any such mechanisms set up by mages in this castle, right?"

Feeling apprehensive about the tricks of the mages he had encountered before, Rosen asked, since this is the law realm of the blood clan, then there probably will not be such a torturous setting, but it cannot be ruled out that a certain blood clan has a whim to learn the mages to play mathematical games.

"Of course not, the Bloodlines are ancient and elegant nobles, and they don't try to describe the world in vulgar language like those mages. ”

"That's good. ”

With Vivien's affirmation, Rosen had no doubts and stepped onto the pavement of the bridge.

Then, for a moment, a slight tremor came from the depths of the castle.

"It seems that the castle is very welcoming to me. ”

Rosen laughed at himself, the advent of a silver rank did make the monsters in the entire area restless, and according to the aura that Rosen felt at that moment, there were at least three forces peeping at his movements, and these auras were of different strengths, but what can be known is that these are by no means good, and they are all extremely malicious towards the intruder.

Ignoring the fluctuation of magic power, Lawson walked across the bridge step by step, and in his vision, the magic power converged towards the castle like a whirlpool, and these red magic dyed the entire castle with the color of blood, which looked very strange under the moon.

Rosen placed his hand on the door of the castle's atrium and gently pushed it open.

There was a screeching sound, and the metal door slowly opened, allowing Lawson to enter the garden.

The garden has been abandoned for a long time, with only dead branches and withered flowers, thorns, and a scene of decay.

And the castle is right in the middle of this decaying picture.

Rosen continued to move on, the creaking door took a moment to slowly open, the dust falling hazy the space around him, and Rosen looked inside, the pitch-black hall lit up for a moment.

Hundreds of candles flickering on huge crystal chandeliers illuminate the castle hall at night, and the old decorations are even more ancient in the dim tones.

An old-school oil painting is hanging in the middle of the hall, showing a somewhat mysterious atmosphere.

There were no enemies in the hall, or rather, no enemies on the surface.

Lawson snorted coldly and walked into the hall.

Click-

Just one step, five black shadows attacked from different directions, and many forces with different principles converged, all of which were aimed at Lawson.

But Lawson only slightly mobilized his own magic barrier, and the five black shadows immediately made it difficult to go any further as if they had hit a solid wall, and their attacks stopped at the area eight yards in front of Lawson.

Sensing the threat for a split second, when these monsters wanted to escape, Lawson had already stretched out his hand.

The invisible big hand slapped the five black shadows in the palm of his hand, and pinched them directly without even thinking about it, and the five black shadows suddenly blended together, letting out a mixed scream, and finally became a black crystal.

"I've tried to increase the temperature and pressure while using magic to grasp, but can I make such a crystal?"

Lawson grabbed the crystal with the mage's hand, and the system panel that came with him immediately reminded him that this was a low-level soul crystal, which could be consumed in exchange for souls, and its value was close to that of amber rough, but because the monster itself was of a slightly higher level, the quality was better.

Without thinking about it, he directly crushed it, Lawson watched the not too much soul growth, and then used the mage's hand to search the hall again.

The five black shadows from before were nothing more than cannon fodder for temptation, and the real dormant ones were still watching.

Rosen swept every corner of the hall with his large invisible hand, and then, as if he was about to enter the room, suddenly punched out, directly piercing the oil painting in the center of the hall.

From within it, a light gray geist escaped.