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"Hello, Count Dalcula. We are adventurers from outside, and we showed up here for unexpected reasons. We're sorry for breaking in here without permission, but that's why we didn't know you were here......" Les explained first. This kind of aristocracy in ancient times often had great power in its own right, so it is better not to provoke it.

"Hehe, it's okay, I can understand you. Although I don't quite understand the positioning of the adventurer profession, I can probably understand it a little. For thousands of years, there has been an endless stream of people who pursue this kind of adventure in search of strength and wealth. Seeing you, I know that the outside world has not been ruined, and my heart feels a little better. "Count Dacula is quite open-minded.

"Hello, Count Dacula, my name is Ji Ran. I would venture to ask here...... What exactly was born? Thousands of years have passed, but we still don't know exactly what happened in the first place. Ji Ran couldn't hold back his curiosity and took the lead in asking.

Count Dacula smiled and spread out his hands: "Do you think that a person like me, who was buried under countless sand, gravel and mud in his sleep and couldn't get out, would know what was born?" ”

He looked at the windows in the walls of the castle, though they had been blocked by countless sand and stones, and sighed.

"It was one night. After the earth-shattering sound, we found ourselves buried. Although there is a magic array inside the castle to keep the air inside clean, so that we don't die of suffocation, there is no hope of going out. I don't know how you got in, when we opened the door and tried to dig it out. The dirt was harder than metal. I think. Probably some powerful magical effect is suppressing this. ”

I see! This also solves everyone's doubts. Why is the skeleton alchemist's survival ** so strong, and he hasn't dug it out? And the people in this castle, it can't be that everyone is as weak as the skeleton alchemist, right? Even that skeleton alchemist was not weak—the transformed bones were extremely hard, definitely not inferior to those of gold-level martial artists.

Moreover, it also solves the question of why there is still air in the castle. It turns out that there is a magic array with clean air...... The principle of the use of this magic circle is not to absorb air from the outside world, but to generate it on its own. If the air is not dirty, the magic circle will not activate. Presumably after all these people are dead. The magic array has also stopped running, so it can hold on until now.

"So, there is really a strong strength to attack this country?" Anya said excitedly, as if there was some truth.

Count Dacula shook his head: "I don't know. Although I am the earl of the kingdom, I am actually just an idle title far from the center of politics. Even my castle is inherited...... I just want to live this life in peace, but it's a pity that ......," Count Dacula sighed again.

To tell the truth, the words of Count Dacula, everyone did not dare to fully believe it. What are the necromantic creatures thinking, who can imagine? Just look at the way he looks. It's not like he's lying.

"Count Dracula, I find it strange. Although that's what you think. But not everyone in your family seems to think that way, right? On the way here, we met a man named Hemer? Stinger's alchemist......" Ji Ran couldn't help but mention the skeleton alchemist. That guy's cousin is really different from this Count Dacula's idea.

Dacula was shocked when he heard the name and looked up: "He's still alive?" Or rather...... He also became like us? "Looks like he knows that guy.

Everyone was silent, and finally Ji Ran spoke.

"He didn't become like you, and naturally he couldn't be alive. He chose a different form, turning his body into a skeleton. ”

Count Dacula was silent, and after a while, he smiled slightly: "Then he must have gone insane, right?" You guys...... Send him to that world too, right? ”

None of them spoke. This question is more embarrassing, after all, everyone doesn't know what the relationship between Count Dacula and the skeleton alchemist is, and what kind of reaction he will have.

"In fact, I already knew that sooner or later he would become like that. He calls himself Hemmer to you? Stinger: Right? That means he doesn't agree with my approach. Actually, he was my illegitimate child. Count Dacula ignored the silence of the crowd, but spoke to himself.

"As a nobleman, you always make mistakes like this. The original one-night romance left the blood outside. By the time I learned the news, his mother had died. I brought him home, but he stubbornly didn't want to change his mother's surname. And because of guilt, I have been letting him do what he wants. After the disaster, I also wanted to hear from him, but as I said earlier, we can't leave at all...... Anyway, now that I've finally heard from him, I'm at ease. ”

Seeing that Count Dacula did not mean to be difficult, everyone was relieved. Maybe it's thousands of years of ghost life that make them look down on everything.

"In fact, we have been there for thousands of years. But in our form, we can't even commit suicide. I also wonder why we don't die to another world, but become what we are now. What was the truth of that catastrophe in the first place? Count Dacula's expression was also confused.

"Speaking of which, after the destruction of your kingdom, a large number of resentful spirits appeared on the territory of the kingdom......" Les thought of the events of those resentful spirits back then. Although most of the ghosts have disappeared now, and the King of Spirits has disappeared, there are still occasional ghosts that appear in the depths of the Forest of Mist.

"Probably the rest of the kingdom. We are locked up here, but they are not. Sudden death will certainly not make them willing, and the appearance of resentment is a matter of course. But we naturally don't know what the specific situation is. Count Dacula smiled wryly.

The crowd was also speechless. I thought I had met a ghost that survived thousands of years ago, and I was able to learn some secrets of the past, but I didn't expect this guy to be a master who didn't know anything. An idle count who is not in the center of politics. There is not even the slightest idea of a disaster. It was buried here. Then he slowly died, and finally became a ghost, where he remained alone and lonely for thousands of years...... This is also a bitter man.

"Count Dacula, in fact, people today don't know much about your time. After the kingdom was ruined, antiquity - oh, this is how we call you - was ruined for various reasons, and even documents and materials remained. Intelligent creatures on the Big 6. Almost all of them have gone through a long period of suffering before they slowly unfolded. Until now, we have not been able to recreate the glory of antiquity. So, we're interested in your time......"

Rice began to explain the current situation.

"Oh? Is that so? It turns out that this kind of thing happened...... You adventurers, you came here to dig up the relics of the ancient times you are talking about, right? Hahaha, unfortunately we don't have much you want here. Because I'm an idle earl, I don't have much interest in those things. I love art, music, painting, it's all things that make me passionate. If you are interested in this aspect. I can explain a little bit to you......"

As soon as Count Dacula spoke in this direction, he gushed endlessly.

"That...... Please wait a moment. Count Dacula. I see that your strength is not weak. According to us, we must have almost reached the golden level, right? You have such strength as an idle earl, so what was it like to be a strong man in your time? Anya couldn't help but interrupt Count Dacula. There are also many people who like music and painting in this day and age, but these people are ...... Eighty percent of them don't know anything.

“…… Actually, I had a strict father and had a painful childhood. I had to do my best to improve my strength so that I could keep up with the other noble kids...... My strength is indeed not very strong in our time, but it is not comparable to ordinary people. I don't know what the concept of the Golden Rank is, but if the level of a mage hasn't changed over the years, I should be around the seventh level. After turning into a ghost...... Count Dacula smiled bitterly and looked at his translucent body, "The strength has decreased somewhat. But there are also some special abilities, which are quite interesting. It's a pity that thousands of years have passed, and even interesting things can become boring. ”

Everyone was speechless. Sure enough, it was a seventh-level gold-level powerhouse...... In ancient times, such a strong man was not considered strong? You must know that in this era, the gold-level powerhouse is enough to be called the top combat power of some small countries! Even some countries don't even have gold-level powerhouses......

"I'm not bored." Suddenly, another voice came.

It was a girl's voice, and it sounded like she was about sixteen or seventeen years old, about Lydia's age. With the sound, a translucent girl came down the spiral staircase.

"Why not go for the powerful? Only by being strong can we avoid tragedy. If your strength could break the shackles outside, maybe our fate would be different! Now that we're all ghosts, and we're stuck here and can't get out, is this the life you yearn for, father? ”

The ghost girl has a pretty face, with golden curls hanging over her shoulders. But she was dressed in a suit that was easy to move around, and a long sword hung from her waist.

Count Dacula looked at the girl and smiled bitterly: "Sylvia, this disaster is inevitable. Our guests also said that the whole kingdom was ruined. I don't know how many people in the kingdom are stronger than me, and none of them can stop this catastrophe......"

"That's because they're not strong enough!" The maiden, known as Sylvia, stared at Count Dracula with her eyes, "If you are strong enough, you can stop any kind of disaster!" Even if it's the conspiracy of those great empires, even if it's the wrath of God! Not strong enough turned out to be this, the country was ruined, everyone died! And we, that's what we are! ”

After listening to Sylvia's words, Count Dacula sighed: "Sylvia, the kind of power you said is almost as powerful as a god. But how many people in this world can become gods? Fate ruined the kingdom, and fate allowed us to survive like this for thousands of years. And now, fate has allowed us to meet these guests...... Maybe we're about to enter eternal rest, so what's the difference? ”

"Fate? I don't believe in fate! I don't want fate to control me! I'm going to be in control of my own destiny! I don't want to dissipate into this world...... I feel like I still have a lot to do! What about being as powerful as a god? If that's the case, then I'm going to be God! Sylvia's translucent figure rippled, and momentum rushed towards her.

Silvia was so speechless that Count Dacula could only smile bitterly at Ji Ran and the others: "I'm sorry, my daughter made everyone laugh." In fact, this is not to blame her, as the most talented and promising swordsman in the kingdom, she became like this when her life was not at its most brilliant......"

Ji Ran nodded: "We can understand." In fact, Count Dracula, it is your attitude that amazes us that you can accept these things so indifferently......"

"What if you don't accept it? Thousands of years have passed, and I have seen everything. But not everyone is like this, such as our maid, whose memory is stuck in the time when the disaster was not yet born, thinking that everyone is still alive and doing the same thing every day. For example, my daughter, she has always felt that such a thing happened because I was not strong enough, and also because she was not strong enough......"

"Is there anything wrong with me saying that? Whatever this catastrophe may be, if strong enough, we can avoid it! Even if the disaster is irresistible, we can survive and save more people! Hmph, if only God could do that, I'd rather be a god! Sylvia walked up to Dacula, staring him in the eye.

Dacula could only smile wryly and shake his head, not knowing what to say. And at this time, Anya hesitated to speak: "God? But now, there is no god left......"

"No God?" Count Dacula and Sylvia, both with their eyes on Anya, were set on him. Their eyes were full of astonishment, how could God have disappeared?

"Yes, there is no god in society now. God only exists in ancient legends, and there are also some cults that try to subvert this world in the name of God. At present, the mainstream of human society is the worship of the Holy Light...... The largest religious group of mankind is the Church of Light. Les explained to them the current form.

"Church of the Light...... It turns out that the world has become like this......" Count Dacula's eyes were hollow, staring straight ahead.

"Then this calamity may really be related to God......" (To be continued......