I looked at Rand and suddenly felt a palpitation, and then I felt a sharp pain in my chest, as if my heart was about to burst, and it was painful. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info I collapsed to the ground all at once, and my body began to convulse.

Rand looked at me, clearly startled by the sudden scene: "Rosa, what's wrong with you?" Before he could finish speaking, a gust of wind suddenly came from nowhere, and instantly blew down the oil lamp, and the dark room suddenly became pitch black. Then I heard a loud "crackling" sound that seemed to be metal crashing against each other, as if something had been knocked to the ground.

I was sweating profusely in pain, and it took me a long time to feel better, and when I just fell to the ground, I pulled the wound on my arm again, and it seemed that blood was oozing out again. The chaotic crash continued.

Why didn't Rand make a sound? I was startled and shouted, "Rand! Where are you! ”

There was no answer.

"Rand, you answer me!"

Still no answer.

But the noise grew louder and louder, and gradually began to murmur.

I made a closer look and saw that the voice was not Rand's, could there be a third person here?

Gradually, the murmur became louder and louder, the voice was low, empty and distant, and it made people listen to a creepy feeling.

Laurie ...... Laurie...... There you are...... You're finally here......"

Laurie ...... Laurie...... I'll kill you...... I'll kill you...... Kill you! ”

As I carefully read the content of the voice and imagined the meaning of the words, I suddenly had a sudden sense of realization, but then a sense of foreboding arose: not good! Rand is in danger!

It was pitch black, and I couldn't see anything clearly; My shoulders hurt, and my arms are a little numb and I can't lift them. I struggled to find the location of the steps and walked up, but the door to the cage was closed again because of the foreign object outside. I don't know if it's because of the heart palpitations just now, I feel like I'm out of strength again, and the iron door is also very heavy. I pressed all my strength into it, and I finally hit a gap.

As I pushed myself out of the cage, I felt something soft on the ground. I floated up a magic ball for lighting, and the gloomy blue light in the dark room made everything around me look terrifying.

I was frightened by the scene in front of me.

I saw that there was a black fog all around, which made my vision very difficult. Vaguely saw a dark shadow hanging in the air leaning against the corner of the wall, Rand was pinned against the wall by the neck of this black shadow, his feet dangling in the air, his expression struggling and painful. Due to the limited field of vision, he turned his back to me, and I couldn't see the shadow's appearance clearly, but I could only vaguely see that his hair was very black and long, dragging to the ground, and the soft thing I stepped on just now should be his hair. And those voices should have come from him as well.

I quickly picked up a nearby iron rod and threw it at the black shadow, only to find that the iron rod had passed through his body and landed on the ground.

At this time, Rand struggled in pain again, and his face was already a little blue. The dark shadow still didn't seem to notice me, still pinching Rand tightly, and his mouth was still broken: "Laurie...... Laurie...... Die...... Die for it......"

I rushed to the front, trying to reach for the shadow, but found that it was still the same as before, unable to reach him. I walked in and found that through his body I could faintly see the debris piled up on the ground, he was not a physical entity, his body was translucent!

Calm down, be sure to calm down. I reminded myself of this, trying to calm down and think about what to do.

It looks like that thing shouldn't be human, so what is it? I tried to remember the literature and materials I had read, but I found that I was also panicked, my mind was blank, and I couldn't remember anything.

What to do? What to do?

I raised my hand and unleashed my magic in the direction of the dark shadow, and a bolt of lightning pierced through his body. It still didn't work, but it caught the Shadow's attention. He glared back at me, but he didn't let go of Randt's hand in the squeeze, but tightened it.

That's when I got a glimpse of what he looked like. It was a human face, but the face was extremely pale, the expression was hideous and terrifying, and the eyes actually glowed with a faint green light.

"Damn...... You all deserve ...... damn it," the shadow whispered to himself, and he could hear his teeth chattering. He raised his hand violently, and I only felt my body being thrown into the air and falling to the ground again.

There was a chill on his back, followed by a tingling sensation that invaded his bone marrow. I realized that I had been stabbed by steel nails scattered on the ground, and my body suddenly felt like it was falling apart. The ground was cold and biting, making my whole body feel cold, but I could feel a little warmth and softness on my right hand.

That's his hair!

I don't know if it was because of the pain in my back, but my brain started to calm down. That thing was a spirit, and neither spells nor physical attacks had any effect on him. But why is it that the hair you touch is real and palpable?

I didn't have time to think about it, I just felt that it didn't matter what the reason was, what was important was that I could touch him.

I struggled to sit up and looked at the scene. It was not easy for the spirit to get out of the door, but on the other side of the dark room there was another abandoned secret door. The door was also hidden, and some faint light could be seen through the crack in the door, so it shouldn't be a dead end.

I looked back at the spirit, and he didn't seem to care about me at all, and didn't look at me again after knocking me to the ground. And Rand, I don't know if it's because of fainting, he is no longer struggling.

I settled down, calculated the distance between us, and grabbed the hair on the ground. A blaze of fire instantly formed in my hand, moving swiftly upwards in the direction of my hair, heading for the spirit's head.

He struggled all at once, then clutched his head and went crazy, and Rand slipped to the ground in an instant. The tremendous impact shook him awake in one fell swoop. Rand coughed violently, and I endured the pain in my back and picked him up to take advantage of the chaos to move towards the secret door inside. After passing through the secret door, I felt collapsed and collapsed to the ground.

Rand came to his senses a little bit, and he looked at me covered in blood and panicked. After I had him pull out the steel spikes from my back, it suddenly felt so much better.

The spirit didn't chase after it. After we rested for a while, Rand helped me inside. It's also a long passage, and you can see some faint light in the distance. Rand drew a small magic circle on his hand, and his hand began to glow in an instant.

He glanced at my hand and said worriedly, "Rosa, your hand is hurt." ”

Only then did I feel a tingling in my palms, and it seemed that I had burned myself when I burned my hair just now.

"It's just a skin injury, it doesn't matter." I looked up and said, "By the way, do you know where that thing came from?" ”

Rand said, "I probably know," and then he pointed to his neck, and said, "You see he just kept pinching me, and he really wanted to strangle me to death, but there were no fingerprints on my neck, do you know why?" ”

"Why?"

"That's because he didn't touch me at all, but choked me with a power similar to magic," he said after another pause, "which means that not only can we not touch him, but he can't actually touch us directly." Do you remember how this creature was described in the Megrill Continent, which you studied in the academy before? ”

I thought for a moment and said, "Ethereal, invisible, ...... The undead of the Nightland. ”

Rand continued: "The book says that the undead are a distorted species that should not exist, an abnormal state in which other creatures are blind to death, have resentments, and whose souls cannot die smoothly and wander in the eternal world. At first, their numbers were very small, but gradually the number of undead increased as the blood fought between the clans and other things. Because they are not good at facing the sun, they live in the perennially dark nocturnal forests, and eventually form a new group. I thought it was just a legend, but I didn't expect it to be true. The book also says that the spirits of the dead are more irritable, aggressive, and frantic after death because of the pain and resentment they had while on earth. Doesn't that fit him very well? The Laurie he had been shouting about, I was referring to the king more than 400 years ago, my ancestor, the twenty-fourth king Laurie von Alberg. You've seen his portrait in the tunnel, and you should know that he looks a little like me, and I think the undead must have mistaken me for him. ”;