With that, the two came to the dry blood pool in the center, the inner wall of the blood pool was full of black hard lumps, and at the bottom, there was still a thick layer of black and red mud and other things.

A foul smell hit their faces, and Angela and Carl couldn't help but pinch their noses.

Karl frowned and asked, "What should I do?" ”

Angela shrugged her shoulders and threw the torch down, as she ripped off the wooden sign hanging from her waist and threw it backwards, turning her head with her palm on her target.

Rumble!!!

The wooden sign hit the cross, and the temperature around it rose violently, and it burst open, and a ball of fire exploded, and the cross was shattered instantly.

Shadows flickered in the darkness, and squeaky screams were heard endlessly.

The wreckage of the cross slowly burned, and the remains of the pool of blood below were also ignited by the flames, and in the firelight, the figures of Angela and Carl shook slightly.

Carl asked with a confused expression, "Didn't you say that it's normal here?" ”

Angela nodded: "yes, isn't it normal to have these things in this kind of place?" ”

Carl was speechless, so he had to say, "What you say makes a lot of sense. ”

Angela smiled happily: "It's good that you know. ”

As he spoke, he smiled undiminishedly and whispered softly into the darkness, "Baby, my sister is here to find you!" ”

Carl shuddered as he realized that Angela seemed to be much scarier than those guys in the dark.

Another wooden sign was thrown out by Angela, and with a loud bang, the wooden card exploded in mid-air.

The flames rapidly expanded and spread, igniting the two surrounding crosses.

The screams intensified, and Angela walked towards it, and on the ground, there was a curled corpse, covered in burn marks.

"Tsk, that's pathetic." Angela said pityingly, kicking her to the side.

Carl couldn't help but shake his head, not knowing what to say about Angela's behavior.

Reprimand? Or is it aiding and abetting?

Forget it, let's help the abuse, in fact, it's pretty cool.

With this in mind, Karl walked over to another cross and leaned in with a torch.

I don't know how long the cross has been, the wood has long since dried up, and it is very easy to ignite.

When the flame on the torch dried the dampness on it, the cross slowly burned.

A dried corpse was exposed to the flames, squeaking and scurrying away.

Angela praised, "Quite talented." ”

He smiled and scratched Guangguang's head, thinking in his heart, it was really cool.

"Let's go!" Angela said, "Let's block the door first. ”

Cadavers: "......"

Carl lit several crosses in the doorway and blocked the door.

Angela weaved from cross to cross with a smile on her face, occasionally throwing a wooden sign and exploding like water dripping into a pan of oil, causing a boil.

This group of dried corpses is also the mold of eight lifetimes, they were originally monks of this monastery (good at SM), and they lived a very "happy" life every day, until one of their companions was not satisfied with this painless game, and arrested them all, some of them were put into the laboratory to play heavy mouths, and the other part hung on the cross to play group party.

As a result, the part that was played with the heavy mouth was dismembered in pieces, and the part that hung on the cross was drained of blood.

They died, the light left them, the darkness was attracted to them, and then they came alive again, driven by instinct to take a few tourists for a meal.

Later, the tourists here were scared away by them, and they fell into starvation again.

Yesterday, I finally waited for three tourists, who knows, they cowered in the firelight and refused to come out, so that they had no chance to shoot.

And today, just as they were resting, the two tourists broke in, and in an instant, the hunter and the prey were reversed.

"Poor little darling, don't hide, hurry up and play with your sister."

Angela shuttled through the cross, without torches in her hands, giving the dried corpses a lot of opportunities.

A dried corpse sneaked through the cross and lunged at Angela's back.

Angela jerked her head back and grabbed him by the throat, staring at each other as the Dread spell activated.

"Squeak-"

A terrible cry rang out, and the dry corpse struggled violently as he saw himself thrown into the flames, black mist scurrying around his body, gushing out of his mouth, nose, and ears.

Angela froze, her arms swaying, and the dried corpse swayed like a marionette.

She didn't expect these dried corpses to be so intimidated, and they were directly scared to death.

The other corpses were also frightened, and the corpses that had sneaked over fled as if they had been electrocuted.

It was terrible, the feeling of pain, horror, and despair that the dry corpse had transmitted from its voice just now frightened them, and they tried to stay away from this demon as much as possible.

Angela took a closer look at the dried corpse, and couldn't help but show a look of disgust, it turned out to be a half-finished product.

It stands to reason that they should be ghouls in this situation.

But who knew that because of their years of spiritual practice, their bodies were like rotten wood, and they could only keep walking, sitting, and lying like ordinary people by relying on the support of light.

In this way, it is like taking drugs, the more they need light, the more they torture their bodies, the more they torture their bodies, the more they need light, and this forms an endless cycle.

Unless one day, their bodies are completely assimilated by the light and turned into angels, they will die in this endless end.

And when their blood was drained and died, the light left their bodies, and the darkness was attracted to them, only to find out that all the hell was a defective product, and it couldn't be changed halfway in the direction of the ghoul, and it turned out to be like this, not to mention sunlight and flames, even the light of fire could kill them.

All of a sudden, Angela lost interest.

Throwing down the corpse, he walked towards the door, and when he got to the door, he patted Karl on the shoulder: "Let's go!" ”

Karl was surprised: "Don't play? ”

Angela shook her head and said, "It's boring." ”

The two opened the heavy iron door and walked out.

Just as the door was about to close, five or six wooden signs flew in and exploded violently.

The iron gate was slammed shut by this thrust in an instant, and the walls around it were full of cracks, and the stones above the head fell down.

Looking at the iron door that was clearly protruding, Carl pushed hard, but did not move.

Obviously, it's stuck.

He couldn't help but give a thumbs up to Anji: "You are really lacking in virtue." ”

Angela smiled and accepted the compliment.

It took Angela a day to move all the books out of her study.

Carefully wipe off the dust, and then take a general look at each other.

There are more than a dozen notebooks, recording the various bloody experiments of the blood bat, throwing away the disgusting methods and all kinds of inhumane acts, and the various magical knowledge contained in them proves the profundity of the blood bat.

The complete set of volumes 1-9 of the "Universal Rune Encyclopedia" can be said to be obtained without any effort.

From the sigil to the magic array, it can almost be used as a standard wizard textbook, and it generally takes 3-12 years to learn it all, and it can be said that a wizard who knows how to use basic magic can be transformed into an orthodox wizard.

12 kinds of 4-6 ring magic detailed explanations, from the composition of the magic array, to every detail, what materials are needed, directly piled up a bookshelf.

Meditation explanations, various precautions, how to stay sane and other related books occupy the remaining shelves, and all this knowledge makes Angela ecstatic.