Ravel felt like he was trading his life for time to use the magic net today.

As a monk, he has been dormant in the Inquisition for almost half a month.

He's been following the Inquisitor on the Frost Plains for half a month, and he only came to this underground station yesterday.

Ravel glanced at the signal on the interface of his magic net, which had gradually changed from yellow to red.

The Inquisitor was already three or four meters away from him, and a few more steps forward, Ravel was about to plunge into a world disconnected from the web.

Luckily, a group of monks on Ravel's side moved at one of her gestures, and the monks followed the Inquisitor.

Ravel also took advantage of the situation to blend in with the group of monks, and he carefully followed behind the group of monks, barely keeping the signal yellow.

The Inquisitor went deeper into the earth, and the monks followed.

Ravel gradually began to smell a strange smell of blood, which became even stronger before he could go down a step.

Until the end, the smell of blood in the air made Ravel, who was used to the battlefield, a little uncomfortable.

But the leading inquisitor still walked briskly down, humming a song.

Ravel followed the servant to another empty hallway, and the moment Ravel stepped into the hallway, his heart seemed to be held by someone.

A large number of negative emotions suddenly swept over him, and a feeling of anger and sadness began to creep in Ravel's heart, accompanied by resentment.

The Inquisitor entered the depths of the hallway, where she entered a room and slammed the door behind her, leaving the servant to wait outside.

Ravel also lost his connection to the internet at this moment, and his steps had stopped when he saw the scenery on both sides of the hallway.

The hallways were lined with cells, too large for Ravel to imagine, like a claustrophobic space.

The floor of the cell was covered with dark red blood, and there were some corpses that had dried up.

The light was very dim, and Ravel picked up the original hedron lamp hanging on the wall and barely illuminated the inside of the cell, and he saw a group of people gathered inside the cell.

When the light touched the group, many of them fled in panic, except for one figure sitting in place.

It was an old man whose beard had grown to the ground, and his body was about the same as the corpses piled up in a cell, but Ravel froze when he saw the scars on the old man's cheeks and the outline of his pupils.

"Lord Sholm?!"

Ravel lowered his voice and called out his name, he was sure that the old man was the patriarch of the White Frost Deer family!

As a member of the Frostwolf Family, he came to the White Frost Deer Family's residence for the purpose of marriage.

In other words, this old man is the father of his fiancée, and he is also his father-in-law.

But Ravel remembered that after the new king came to the throne, many of the high-ranking members of the eight major families were replaced by the judges... They were all purged by the new king, Shayle.

That is to say, this ... Is it a deity?

As soon as he thought of this, the anger in Ravel's heart began to grow exponentially, and he covered his chest to barely control the anger that was about to go berserk.

Ravel immediately went to the rotten iron door of the cell and shook it, and he opened it with ease.

'Your Majesty, I have an important matter to report to you. ’

Ravel cautiously walked into the cell, and as the light lit up the space, he slowed down even the movements he typed on the magic web terminal.

'There are many imprisoned here... Our compatriots. ’

Sayle finally sent the message out, even though the signal from the web had turned a faint red.

………………

"This place is a horror game setting."

In the mental space, Qiao Xiu looked at the scenery in the picture through Ravel's gaze.

Mountains of bones and far more undead humans huddled in dimly dimly lit corners make the scenery a place that could be used directly in a horror game.

This terrifying atmosphere only takes Ravel to take a step or two further and suddenly something pops up to scare most people.

Ravel's gaze shook as Joe thought so, then quickly turned to his arm, and one of them grabbed him in the dark.

At this moment, Qiao Xiu was indeed frightened, and Ciri beside him directly used the illusion to construct his own staff to prepare for self-defense.

The horrific scene lasted only a short time, and the figure who grabbed Ravel's hand let go of Ravel's arm after uttering the words 'help me' in a dry voice.

The look of pain on his face disappeared as he called for help, and he turned around and walked aimlessly to the other side, like a ghost who had lost his memory.

"There seems to be something strange about these people."

Qiao Xiu glanced at the chat logs in the group, and Shayl was further asking how many compatriots the warrior of the Frostwolf Family had met, and who were them......

'A lot, and I met many high-ranking people of the Eight Great Families. ’

The reply sent a series of ellipses to Sheil, and his Majesty was probably in shock.

"The corrosion of the gray mist... Their symptoms seemed to resemble those of the black dragon. ”

Judging from the performance of the prisoners in the picture, Ciri has no sense of survival.

After seeing Ravel, he indirectly came back to his senses and asked him for help, but the next second, he turned into a walking corpse again.

"I don't know, but they're in terrible physical condition too......"

Qiao Xiu was not at the scene, and there was no way to make any further judgment on what Ravel saw.

Ravel had now begun to verbally try to communicate with a prisoner named 'Master Sholm', but the other party's eyes were so dark that he didn't pay any attention to Ravel.

'Your Majesty, I have found the patriarch of the White Frost Deer family, as well as the patriarch of the Silver Cedar family, and I am trying to get them out of here with me, but none of them responded. ’

'No response? ’

It's like someone has sucked out the soul. ’

'The soul may still be there, but it has been affected by the gray mist, the door that the blue-clothed man once mentioned, do you remember, Your Majesty? ’

Qiao Xiu immediately intervened in the conversation in the group chat, and these captives held in the dungeon were all symptomatic with the black dragon.

'You try to play this to show them... Maybe it will have a little effect, and you should be aware of the movements of other inquisitors when playing. ’

Joshua sent the short clip of the first episode of "Cat and Mouse" directly to Ravel, and the captives reacted clearly when they saw Ravel, indicating that they were all conscious.

It's just that over time, these consciousnesses are suppressed by something... It's like an autistic person who has suffered severe psychological trauma.

The entire prison was a gray color, and if Qiao Xiu injected color into it, he might be able to wake them up.