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"How many terrible beings are there in this world?"

John returned to the bottom of the cell down the underground river, tossed the girl aside, leaned against the wall, and fell into deep thought.

The straight eyebrows were tightly wrinkled together, and there were a pair of pale golden eyes under the eyebrows, the eyes flickered, solemn, and there was a trace of indescribable dazedness.

The energy that the mechanical orb stuffed into his body was unusually powerful, and even John thought he was standing at the top of this world.

But after the events of the past two days, especially the encounter just now, I suddenly found that the world is more than this.

The illusory head, which had not yet taken shape, just opened its mouth and barked softly like a house cat, and the stirring soul fluctuations almost wiped out his consciousness.

Is it that I'm too weak, or is it too strong.

John frowned, his hands were unconsciously clenched into fists, and he secretly swore in his heart that sooner or later, he would definitely come back and turn this dragon tomb upside down.

Hum!

He snorted heavily, glanced at the girl who was awake from the coma, and whispered,

"Let's go!"

"Yes, sir."

The girl nodded hurriedly and stood up from the ground with her support for the wall, her weak eyes revealing fear that could not be forgotten.

"It's horrible soul magic."

She muttered to herself in her heart, remembering the scene at that moment, and her body trembled involuntarily.

Forbidden: Sacrifice of All Souls!

If she remembered correctly, the green light above the Dragon's Tomb was the Forbidden Ten Thousand Souls Sacrifice, an ancient, bloody, and brutal legendary soul magic.

This kind of magic, even dark wizards who refine necromancy will frown and show disgust when they see it.

Its spell casting process is horrific and inhumane, slaughtering 10,000 lives, piling up their bones into a sea of bones, imprisoning their souls in a sea of bones, transforming them into wraiths, and then using these wraiths as sacrifices to open the passage to the underworld and summon the Phantom of Death.

The dragon was too crazy to transform itself into a ghost, and it was not enough to build such a thing, and it didn't know what treasures were buried in the tomb to make it so desperate.

The two quickly left the underground cell and returned to the castle.

Pushing open the wooden door, there was silence ahead, so quiet that only the crackling sound of the campfire burning.

The vampires left, probably not a single one.

John walked out of the aisle and into the main hall, where there were a few patches of undried blood on the cold ground, but the body that had been lying there was gone.

"These bastards actually dare to touch my soul energy."

John's eyes narrowed, and blue light instantly rushed out of his left eye,

"Zero, track the trail on the ground."

"Yes, master."

The blue circle of light began to spin, and everything in front of him became illusory in an instant, and piles of data came into view, which were then eliminated one by one at John's request, and in the end, all that was left was a pool of blood, the marks left by the corpse as it dragged on the ground, three different footprints, and a few pieces of broken clothing.

John strode forward, following the traces on the ground, and had just taken a few steps when suddenly a voice came from his ears.

"My lord, I ...... I'd like to get out of the way for a while. ”

"What for?"

John said without looking back, and his impatient tone made the girl's heart worry, and quickly explained,

"Those black spirits, they're still in the dungeon, I want to let them go."

"Whatever you want."

John said casually, and as soon as he walked out of the hall, the traces on the ground suddenly disappeared, and those vampires had wings and were probably flying here.

"Damn it!"

John gritted his teeth, his dark eyes kept scanning around, and when he saw the square not far away, his heart moved, and he strode over, and the corpse in the square was gone, and there were three more footprints next to the corpse, which completely overlapped with the footprints next to the corpse in the main hall,

In other words, there are three vampires who don't want their companions to be exposed, and take them with them when they escape.

"Hehe, that's interesting!"

John smiled sarcastically, his gaze following the blood on the ground to the right, and then leaped forward, jumping straight from the square a few hundred meters high.

The icy mountain wind whistled in my ears.

John in mid-air bowed slightly, stepped on the mountain rocks with both feet, and suddenly exerted force,

Boom!

The rocks shattered, and the speed of the fall came to an abrupt halt, and the body was still, and then it fell again, slowly sliding down the slope of the cliff.

The azure light in the pupil of the left eye flickered continuously, and the scene in front of him flowed quickly, but it appeared in my mind like a freeze-frame film.

In a trance, a black stain flew in front of him,

John turned abruptly and plunged his left arm into the stone like a nimble spider moving quickly across the rock wall.

He crawled over to the stain, stretched out his finger and dipped it on it, then put it on the tip of his nose.

"Blood, blood dripping from the sky."

John raised his head, glanced at the square behind him, and after confirming the direction of the other party's escape, he spewed light from his feet and chased straight after him.

There were seven vampires who died in the castle, but only three carried the corpses, and according to the endurance of the vampires, they did not fly very far, and they were likely to hide in some remote places nearby.

Thinking of this, John immediately lowered his flight altitude, and the blue light brightness of his left eye suddenly increased, expanding the search range, like a low-flying reconnaissance plane, not letting go of any trace in his field of vision.

Moments later, in a damp wood, John landed slowly on the ground, his gaze following the footprints in the wetland, and finally settled on the hillside to the right.

He walked briskly down the hillside, brushed aside the branches that stood in his way, and a cave appeared in front of him.

The cave was more than a meter high, with green beds on both sides, and a fence at the entrance to the cave to keep out wild beasts, and a torn rag hung from the fence.

"So here."

John muttered to himself, his expression becoming cautious, and slowly pushed the fence open, bent over, and slowly walked towards the cave.

The cave is narrow and dry, and at intervals there are braziers for lighting, but unfortunately none of them have been lit.

After walking forward for more than 30 meters, a firelight suddenly appeared in front of him, and there were figures in the firelight, and there was a faint sound of conversation.

"We're going to hide here, don't you feel like it's too close to the castle."

"If you're afraid, say it, don't look for such reasons."

"Who is afraid! I wasn't afraid. The man who spoke dropped the corpse in his hand and said in a loud voice, "What is so great about that winged man, why is it that as soon as it comes, we will run around like lost dogs, the coward of Tours, and the face of the Finica family." ”

PS: The next chapter is an attempt.