The darkness of the night spread, and a crimson blood moon hung upside down in the sky, and the blood-colored moonlight shrouded the terrifying castle. Shadows of the real spirit weaved through the castle, and from time to time there was a terrible wail in the silence of the night.

At this moment, a black cold current poured out of the coffin containing the corpse from the depths of the cellar of the Horror Castle, filling the entire dark room in an instant. From Su Cheng's point of view, this black coffin is like an octopus in the depths of the sea, constantly spitting out black ink.

The moment he touched this black cold current, Su Cheng's heart trembled, and endless fear overflowed from his body. It felt like a ferocious beast had appeared in front of him, baring its teeth and claws to tear his body and spirit to pieces, and then swallow it into the bottomless depths of hell.

"Dangerous, extremely dangerous!"

Screaming the death knell alarm bell, if it weren't for the fact that he had been bound by Su Cheng's soul, I am afraid that he would have run away alone.

"What's the situation, this boss is a little wrong, it's too strong."

Saying this, Su Cheng pulled out the [Shadow of the Wind] and blocked it in front of him. The owner of this terrifying castle exuded just a trace of breath, and he felt that this level of fear was definitely not a simple character.

Bang!

The lid on the top of the black coffin was flown away by an invisible force, and Su Cheng saw an old man lying in the coffin. He was wearing a black shroud, his face was pale, and he couldn't feel any breath of a living person.

The old man in the coffin was none other than Yasuo Shirakawa, the owner of this terrifying castle, who had died three days earlier, according to the butler.

However, the next moment, the corpse lying in the coffin opened its eyes.

His eyes were like dark night, without a trace of emotional fluctuations, and his gaze was glazed over the ceiling.

"Tricked corpses?"

Seeing the dead corpse suddenly wake up, even if Su Cheng's psychological endurance was strong, he couldn't help but be shocked, and he was scared out of white sweat.

Then, I saw Yasuo Shirakawa levitate from the coffin directly in defiance of gravity, changed his posture, lowered his head and looked down at Su Cheng who appeared here with empty eyes.

"Zombies? Monster? ”

The strange scene made Su Cheng's scalp tingle for a while, and he subconsciously held the Demon Breaking Bow in his hand, ready for battle at any time. Against monsters such as ghosts and evil spirits, the Demon Breaker Bow is much more effective than firearms. Just like the mirror demon just now, once he was shot by a demon-breaking arrow and was sealed, he could only wait for death.

At this moment, Yasuo Shirakawa, who was suspended in mid-air, hooked his fingers. I saw a knight's sword hanging on the wall with an open blade flying towards it at a very fast speed.

At this moment, in front of Su Cheng's eyes, it was like an invisible big hand waving a knight's long sword and slashing over.

Boom!

The sound of the blade striking suddenly sounded, and Su Cheng lifted his knife and pushed the knight's long sword away, and immediately activated the equipment effect of [Spiritual Power Spray], and with a kick under his feet, he rushed towards Yasuo Shirakawa who was suspended in mid-air at an incredible speed like a bullet out of the chamber.

The murderous aura is thin, and the sword light is staggered.

But seeing an incomparably sharp high-speed slash reflected in Yasuo Shirakawa's eyes.

At the moment when the cold blade slashed through Yasuo Shirakawa's body, a rusty metal shield flew in the air and blocked in front of him.

Click.

The swift slash fell on the metal shield, splitting it in half in an instant.

However, due to the blocking of this shield, most of Su Cheng's power was removed, allowing Yasuo Shirakawa to avoid this fatal sword.

Immediately after, the weapons hanging on the surrounding walls seemed to be controlled by an invisible force, and they smashed their heads and faces at him.

Damn, Newton's coffin board can't be pressed!

This cellar seems to have been the place where the owner of the castle kept his antique weapons, and it houses a variety of weapons from ancient times to the present day. Under the control of Yasuo Shirakawa, these weapons seem to have departed from gravity.

Between the lightning and flint, Su Cheng held the hilt of the knife with both hands, and volleyed out a sword blade storm.

The powerful storm currents swept in all directions with Su Cheng as the center, and the endless blades slashed out, slashing these weapons into a pile of scrap metal.

"It's useless, mortal, you can't fight fear!"

Yasuo Shirakawa's empty eyes stared at Su Cheng tightly, and suddenly stretched out a palm like the bark of a dead tree at him, only to see a burst of inky black energy shoot out, hitting Su Cheng in an instant.

The terrifying negative energy exploded in an instant, and the fear in Su Cheng's eyes intensified, as if he had been swallowed by an abyss beast and fell into a bottomless hell, and the whole person trembled like a sieve for ten seconds.

A sense of detachment came, Su Cheng's body seemed to be hollowed out, and the long knife in his hand fell to the ground with a "bang".

At this moment, the unforgettable fear was deeply imprinted in his soul.

Just as he was experiencing his fear, Yasuo Shirakawa's shadow flashed and appeared behind him.

"Mortal, your powerful body, I will take it."

At this time, the expression on Yasuo Shirakawa's face became more and more hideous, four sharp zombie fangs emerged from his mouth, and a look of greed flashed in his eyes. The face was hideous and bit at Su Cheng's neck.

The monster's target turned out to be his body.

The danger of death was approaching, Su Cheng bit the tip of his tongue violently, and a fishy sweet taste filled his mouth.

The moment he got out of the shadow of fear, he didn't have time to pick up the long knife that had fallen on the ground, clenched his fists and slammed it into the face of Yasuo Shirakawa, an old pervert.

A simple and rough punch smashed into Yasuo Shirakawa's face like a meteor.

His facial features suddenly wrinkled together like an old chrysanthemum, and black and red blood splattered out on his face, and his face became even more hideous and terrifying.

"Abominable mortals!"

Yasuo Shirakawa, who was hit hard, let out a beastly roar in his throat, controlling the fragments of weapons scattered on the ground as hidden weapons and shooting towards Su Cheng.

Su Cheng's eyes changed in vain, just like the classic shots of dodging bullets in the Matrix, and his body bent back to an incredible arc, dodging the flying debris.

Then he scooped up the ground and picked up the [Shadow of the Wind] and slashed at Yasuo Shirakawa's neck like lightning.

The sharp blade slashed across his neck, tearing apart Yasuo Shirakawa's wrinkled skin, and a stream of crimson blood poured out of the wound like a fountain, staining the clothes on his body blood.

If it is an ordinary person who is cut in the throat and bleeding profusely, he will immediately fall into shock. But the strange thing is that Yasuo Shirakawa doesn't seem to feel pain, and there is a grim smile on the corner of his mouth, which makes people shudder.

With a successful blow, Su Cheng was not greedy for knives, and his figure flashed away from this strange old man.

"I told you you couldn't kill me, lowly mortal!"

Yasuo Shirakawa looked like he was stunned by Su Cheng, staring at him with a gloomy face, his eyes surging with greed, as if he was coveting his flesh.

Noticing the perverted eyes of this monster, Su Cheng couldn't help but tighten his chrysanthemum, and a cold sweat broke out on his body.

After a while, Su Cheng's tense nerves suddenly relaxed, and he took out a can of energy drink from his dimensional backpack and drank it all in one gulp.

"I'm curious about what your expression will be when you're killed by a so-called lowly mortal." Su Cheng seemed to have the certainty of victory, and the corners of his mouth raised a dangerous arc.

"Hehe, just because you want to kill me too?"

A high-pitched, hoarse and frantic voice rang out, and Yasuo Shirakawa smiled contemptuously as if he had heard some joke.

"Mortal, I have sorry news for you. Here I am an immortal and immortal god, and you will never be able to kill me! Despair, fear, lowly ants! ”

Yasuo Shirakawa chanted the classic villain line and smirked and punched out a cloud of black energy.

This black energy was crushed by Su Cheng in mid-air, and the same trick had no effect on him.

"Gods? Do you think too highly of yourself, but you are just an exiled demon, and you dare to call yourself a god? Su Cheng sneered, unceremoniously piercing the true face of the evil spirit in Yasuo Shirakawa's body.

Hearing these words, Yasuo Shirakawa's face couldn't help but change greatly, his face suddenly gloomy, and a terrifying killing intent erupted.

"What the hell do you know?"

Seeing Yasuo Shirakawa's reaction, Su Cheng was relieved, he had already guessed the true identity of this evil spirit.

"I know more than you think." After a pause, Su Cheng took the opportunity to recover his spiritual power while talking, "This was just an ordinary castle before, and Yasuo Shirakawa was just an ordinary old man who loved to collect antiques. ”

"However, one day many years ago, you were banished to this castle while possessing Yasuo Shirakawa. Once you set foot in the Castle of Terror, you will reap your life, and your soul will be forever bound to this castle and become a murderous spirit. ”

Su Cheng had wondered why there were so many evil spirits in this ancient castle. It wasn't until he met this boss that he knew that this castle was shrouded in the power of this terrifying demon, and the dead humans here could not die, and their souls were bound in the castle and soaked in bad karma, and over time they became part of the horror castle.

"But your real purpose is not to harvest your life but your soul, what you want is ...... Fear. ”

Hearing this, Yasuo Shirakawa's withered bark-like skin cracked inch by inch, revealing a face as hideous as an abyss demon.

This is who he really is.

"Fear is the source of your strength. Knowing this information, your identity is ready to be revealed. ”

Su Cheng's expression changed, and the black blade pointed at Yasuo Shirakawa's hideous demonic face, "Under the command of the Chaos Legion, the banished Dread Knight, Laukweis!" ”