Adam had a dream: it was about his birthday sitting alone on the couch in the corner of a tall building in the distance, and the screen became the only source of light, when he wanted to put a cigarette to his mouth......

When.

The sound of shackles rang out, and he woke up.

At the top of the passage in the middle of the dungeon, an iron fence encloses the skylight, and the noise of insects and birds and the bleak moonlight shine through.

Adam was getting his blood flowing, the light was not good tonight, his left hand was open and closed in the dimness, still some distance from his mouth, and the aftertaste of the dreamy was dispelled by the damp and smelly air.

The plot of the dream is dissipating rapidly, and the white is clearly presented in the mind.

[You wake up in the dungeon, the lantern bearer is about to visit, but you can't move at will.] 】

"Adam, are you awake? Hand, are you alright? ”

"It's fine."

The follower's name appeared in the darkness on the outline, and the other person stumbled over, clearly filled with guilt.

"It's quiet, and it doesn't seem like it's popular to have evening activities."

When the conversation ended, the ticking sound was eerie and clear, echoing in the depressing air.

Adam noticed that the red dot had formed and was slowly approaching......

"Listen, there's something coming, no matter what happens, don't make a sound. If you're scared, you know what to do. ”

"By your name, sir."

He nodded, though he didn't know if Lukka would care, but the shackles were the last human movement in the entire dungeon.

[A dark green light shines into the dungeon, and the source is slowly approaching your room.] 】

The cell cleared up like a firefly in the deep summer forest.

But Luka's cheeks twitched instantly, and with great courage he bit his palm into his mouth, closed his eyes, and ran to the lord's side.

Adam replied softly.

"Names can limit a lot of things, if you're afraid, call me. Anyway, be quiet, you've seen enough, close your eyes. ”

He was restrained in shackles and did not first meet the visitor, who apparently brought back some of Luca's not good memories.

Adam's gaze was limited to the fenced square in front of him, and the green gradually intensified, slowly shining in from the right side.

The fog rolled like waves, shallow, not so atmospheric, but evenly spread over the stone floor, and then spread like a fluid.

Then, there was the soul lamp, and Adam knew it.

Wheezing and skinny bony claws appear at the same time, covered with old, speckled skin, sharp and curled nails, chipped and broken, and covered in jet-black mud algae.

【Soul Witch】

[The soul lamp complains, taking in those weeping and restless souls.] 】

The clouds and mist rolled, and the lights shone on it, like a boiling green soup, and the monster slowly revealed its true face like a ghost ship.

She was haunted, hidden in a black cloak, the thing shattered and messy, acne marks and gray skin looming in the light.

Adam lifted his foot, and there was nothing in the mist, but the thing was covered and he always felt uncomfortable.

The witch was not as graceful as the night spirit, and her arms were stretched out, as if she were being dragged by a soul lamp to wander through the night.

Adam's head was swollen and his muscles were pounding from the sound of teeth grinding and asthma, and the others must have felt even worse.

The monster stayed here for a long time, and it was attracted by Luca, but the other party was already cowering in the corner and pretending to be asleep, hiding as best he could.

When it turned around, Adam understood Luca.

A tight-skinned face, no eyes and nose, and sharp fangs grinding between saliva, longing for the soul to satisfy its appetite.

Silence is like the most precious time, and the soul lamp begins to move forward in the wandering.

But......

Adam's brow furrowed, and someone in the cell opposite couldn't help but be curious and panicked, and he looked at the whole picture in his huddled body, and twitched.

The sniffs and soft exhalations were clear in the silence.

The witch turned, and the soul lamp burst into the opposite room with the terrifying green light source with the mist pouring out of the cloak.

[Fear will leave a gap in the soul, and the fangs will gnaw it away.] 】

The man clutched his throat with both hands, like a prey strangled by a lasso, his eyes widened, his teeth twitched and his teeth twitched, saliva flooded, and white mist squeezed out from between his teeth.

The green light of the soul lamp began to flicker, and the witch seemed excited, the grinding of her teeth disappeared, and the strange chewing sound was unsettling.

[This night is still very long, and the other party's life or death obviously has nothing to do with you. You can silently appreciate the execution with the strength of your soul, or you can close your eyes and sleep through the night in a less comfortable motion. 】

"Hey, ma'am."

Adam spoke, his eyes shrewd in the dim light.

"Sorry to bother you, but don't eat at night."

The witch was alert, she had no ears, but the Soul Lamp was attracted by the anger and dragged her away, and the prisoner on the ground let out a gagging sound, and let go of his hands and passed out.

The cloak fluttered, her fangs gritted together, and she roared as she rushed to Adam.

"Oh, a little angry, calling you too old? If you want me to dance with you, you'll have to help me untie this thing. ”

Bang bang.

The shackles rattled, and Adam mocked mercilessly like a swinger.

The lamp kept wandering, wandering around the room, and several times it was about to pounce on Luca, and was whistling back by the man by the wall, like walking a dog.

This kind of resentful spirit with a lamp, the soul body is always a vassal, they can't resist the soul lamp, and they have to be limited to each other.

【Soul 62】

[Your soul cannot completely resist the traction of the soul lamp, but as long as you resist fear and fatigue, it cannot open its mouth. 】

On the misty sea, a green light source floats at the moment, and the sirens in the sea offer pearls to guide the sailors.

But it was a trap, and anyone who lost to the curious had already been relegated to the lamp, and all the prisoners except Adam were silently hugged up, letting the mist wash over their backs, quietly acting as a reef.

Adam was concerned about his health, and aside from the noise and stench, the endless tinnitus was the biggest test.

It took a long time for the strip to go down, and it seemed that even if she was only a little irritable, the [Soul Hook Witch] could still nibble on some foam from her strong recovery ability.

The sound of water droplets counted the time, the gray sky shimmered into the skylight bar, and the outline lines of the cell gradually became clear, and slowly took on their own colors.

The witch vanished before dawn, leaving no crystal slippers and no good memories.

She left with an empty stomach and extremely angry, and the mist swept away like a tidal tide.

It was early in the morning, and it seemed peaceful and curious.

The prisoners were dressed according to their clothes when they were caught, resisting the cold of the cells in the autumn months, and they were all in a trance when the nightmare came last night.

The guards came down and inspected the cells one by one, surprised that no one had died.

After unshackling Adam as usual, they quickly left—the prisoners, for some reason, clinging to the railings and looking at the place.

"He's alive."

"Oh my God."

"It wasn't a dream."

[The prisoner is curious about you, this is a good start.] 】