Misty Manor was originally an exquisite and ornate aristocratic villa, but now it is occupied by these crazy cultists, their faces are full of fanatical expressions, they are all dressed in black like crows, walking around and muttering something. Simba's mother used to be a servant of the manor, but as the owner of the manor lost his mind in the fog and began to gather a large number of followers to form a cult, Simba's mother became the first victim.

The congregation in the vestibule and garden was quickly cleared. Although it took a long time, it was fortunate that it did not startle the snake, and at the same time preserved its strength. This is the second time that Qing Chi and Drift have cooperated, but it seems that they have cooperated countless times, without any mistakes, and there is almost no need for Qing Chi to remind, Drift can quickly make an appropriate response. It has been said that the combination of strong and powerful will produce a reaction greater than 2, and this is the truth.

"The elite monsters outside have been cleaned up." Qing Chi took out the key from the disciple and opened the door of the manor. I felt a little strange in my heart. "Don't you think it's too easy?" Drifting his chin, "I think it's too easy, too." Anyway, be careful when you go in. ”

The interior of the manor was covered in a thick layer of dust, and it looked as if no one had been there. Inside the house were a series of torture instruments and iron cages, and the carrion inside was already infested with mosquitoes, as well as a few white bones. Turning around the front hall to reach a spacious back hall, there is still no one strange, but the back hall is still full of small mountains of stumps and rotting corpses, which can't help but make people sick to their stomachs.

Could it be that this crow sect is all necrophilia? That's right, crows love corpses. Slow and sweaty.

Wandering stood in front of the pile of corpses with great interest, caught a glimpse of a human hand hanging on the wall, fixed his eyes, and looked carefully. Looking at him in a black robe, standing in front of the corpse and white bones, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, Qingchi's hairs were about to stand up, this person next to him was almost like the perverted owner of this manor, Baron Rodun.

Simba's mother was born with six fingers and was considered an outlier by many people, and Simba was also bullied by other children since he was a child. Sixfingers is considered ominous, so this is why she was the first victim. This hand bone is supposed to be Simba's mother. Drift removed the hand bones from the wall.

The five claws of the hand were open, and a small bone was born next to the little thumb. On the skull, the originally smooth place was carved with strange notches, like symbols such as spells.

Qing Chi walked around the back hall and suddenly found a strange place. "There's something under the carpet." Qing Chi reached out and lifted the carpet next to a large wardrobe, and sure enough, an iron metal lid appeared underneath, as if it led to the cellar below. There are exactly six holes above the metal cover.

"Hey, try this, it should open." Drift walked over with a hand bone. Just two steps away, the room suddenly shook like an earthquake, Qing Chi only felt a dizziness in front of him, the dazzling light made people involuntarily close their eyes, and when they opened it again, they were completely in a strange environment!

There was a full moon hanging in the sky, and the surrounding fog obscured everything, and Qing Chi was hidden in the thick night and fog, and could only faintly see a group of crows singing in front of the altar in front of her, and a woman seemed to be tied to the wooden cross. I don't know where I heard a terrible sound, and a faint moan. It seemed that his mentality was affected by this environment, and Qing Chi also felt that his steps became heavier and heavier, and his heart was full of restlessness that wanted to be bloodthirsty, and his body involuntarily approached the group of disciples and the altar.

"Wandering! Are you there? Qing Chi's body was uncontrollable, but he struggled to break free from this attraction.

Fortunately, the two are in team mode, so Qing Chi's voice was transmitted to the wandering side through the team channel.

"I'm in the fog, too, but I should be able to see it better than you can. There was an altar in front of it, and a woman tied to a torture rack. Wait, there's someone, it's a couple of men with weapons, you be careful. ”

Qing Chi's heart settled slightly, and he took out the Eye of the Mist from his backpack. Pale golden balls of light floated above, and the mist seemed to fade slightly. A large man with a long beard carrying an iron axe on his back, followed by a small man who walked in front of Qing Chi, suddenly turned around with a crazy hideous expression on his face.

"Die, go to hell!" The big man raised his iron axe and rushed towards Qing Chi. Qing Chi raised his bow and arrow as he struggled to retreat. Heaviness! This is the most genuine feeling that Qing Chi feels, and the usual easy arrow is now so difficult that people can't lift their hands. The arrow shot out unexpectedly, like a piece of wet cotton, and only made a "poof" sound, and the big figure gradually disappeared into the fog.

"Qingchi, are you okay?" Hearing Qing Chi's violent gasps, Drift frowned. What the hell is this place? Obviously in the Mist Manor, and I didn't get a system prompt to change the map, why do these monsters appear? And you don't get a hint after a kill, let alone dropped loot.

"Not so good. I solved a few more, but now I felt like I was running out of strength, and I was drawn to the altar by the suction, and I could almost see the situation here. The woman on the torture instrument was covered in blood. Her heart had been gouged out and placed on the altar. There are four churchgoers-like people kneeling and praying something, and a ...... A small old man who looks a little more advanced in his clothes. Well, now that they've spotted me, they've all turned their heads to look at me like they're looking at the next sacrifice. ”

Drifting clenched his fists, and there was a little panic in his eyes as calm as a deep pool, but soon, as if he had thought of something, he asked in a hurried tone: "Did the monsters you killed not get a kill prompt?" After getting Qing Chi's affirmative reply, Drift calmed down.

Qing Chi's brain also spun rapidly, and suddenly, a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind, and Qing Chi showed a smile, so that's it! She and the drift didn't leave the Mist Manor at all. In this world, only those legendary characters can teleport thousands of miles, and this misty manor is probably an illusion created by a magic array, as long as someone triggers it, they will fall into such a fog and lose their minds, and they just want to kill people like crazy.

"I suspect that these people came to the manor for various purposes, but after triggering this formation, they fell into a fantasy like us, and then slaughtered each other here. The people we see now are probably illusions, images of what has already happened. "There was a wandering sound in the channel.

"So there won't be kill hints and loot, because these people are just illusions. Death comes from fear, and the more you fear, the more you resist, the more you will consume your strength, and finally die here. Qing Chi took over the topic.

At this time, Qing Chi stopped resisting and allowed the force to suck him to the side of the altar. The evil spells of several disciples kneeling around the altar were already clearly audible, and the little old man in gorgeous clothes had madness in his eyes, and he was bowing his head and gnawing on the heart on the altar, making Qing Chi feel sick to his stomach for a while. Drift emerged from the mist, his lips curled like a grim reaper in the dark night, his deep eyes lowered, and a beating flame in his palm.

No wonder he could see more clearly than he did, it turned out that he had learned the art of lighting. But I have to admit that his skin is really hard to look at, like a ...... Fallen angel, calm and mysterious.

"Baron Rodon, are you still dreaming of immortality?" Qing Chi snorted coldly, and shot an arrow through his palm. The uneaten half of the heart fell to the ground. Baron Rodon shouted, stopped the movement of his hand, and raised his eyes, revealing a look of hatred: "You foolish fellows, you don't understand the power of the Night Lord at all! It's the art of immortality, and it's beyond the reach of you ants! ”

As he raised his hand, several red eyes appeared above the altar. The two upside-down gargoyles have two horns on their heads, their ugly faces with pointed fangs, and a pair of bat's wings on their backs.