"Well, that's it."

Listening to the screams and wails inside the castle, Zhang Luo patted his dusty hands with satisfaction, let out a long breath, and leaned lazily against the cold stone wall.

"It's a miracle you didn't go to jail...... the silver-haired girl said weakly.

In the half hour just now, after seeing this person's crazy "architecture", Bloody Mary finally realized that the man in front of her was not boasting, he really had studied all the props that could kill people......

From spike traps that work when you open a door, to terrifying knives that can cut through any piece of armor. This man's talent for designing all sorts of deadly traps has reached a terrifying level!

It is no longer simply made according to the existing weapon drawings, but can be called "creation". At least many of these traps, even Bloody Mary, who has studied this area very well, have never seen it!

"It's a pity you can't make a camera or something, otherwise it would have been interesting to see how they died." Zhang Luo frowned a little depressedly.

As he spoke, the screams below had begun to fade away, and the soldiers who had suffered heavy casualties under all kinds of crazy traps must have learned well, and of course they might all be almost dead.

Zhang Luo knew that no matter what the situation was below, he had successfully reduced part of the strength of the Kingdom Warrior Regiment.

So, the next thing is even easier.

Standing in the room on the top floor of the bell tower, looking at the heavy black clock hanging in the center of the room. Zhang Luo was about to speak, when he suddenly heard a furious voice with monstrous hatred coming from the spiral staircase below:

"Is that you......"

Zhang Luo and Bloody Mary looked at the place where the voice came from at the same time, and what came into sight was a heavily armored soldier covered in blood.

The soldier's chain mail had been torn off his waist, revealing a deep wound to the bone, but most of the blood on his body was clearly not his.

As to whose blood it was, there is no need to explain it in this case......

Facing this soldier who was furious because of the tragic death of his comrades, Zhang Luo nodded and admitted without hesitation:

"That's right, it's me, are you having fun?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the soldier, covered in blood, swung his short sword and rushed over, looking completely out of his mind.

Although the other party had already attacked, Zhang Luo was not in a hurry and raised the light shield in his hand to block the blow. Then he raised his leg sharply and kicked on the wound on the opponent's waist.

"Uh...... Ahhh ”

The wound that had already begun to clot blood "collapsed" again after this kick. The wounded soldier fell to his knees with shaking legs, covering his wounds and howling frantically.

Soon, he couldn't even do the simple action of covering his wounds:

After the terrifying sound of flesh tearing, the soldier's hands left his arms and fell to the ground next to the bell.

The previous anger instantly turned into despair, and before the soldier who had been chopped off had time to scream, he saw a head wearing the same silver helmet as himself, and leaned in front of him:

"Now calm down, can you talk to me?"

"You're so changeable. ......" The silver-haired girl who had been standing behind and watching the battle couldn't help but comment.

"It's just a dream, anyway." Zhang Luo didn't look back when he spoke, but just stared straight at the seriously injured soldier with his eyes exposed under his helmet, waiting for the other party's reply.

After waiting patiently for a minute, the soldier just curled up on the ground and wailed. Zhang Luo sighed helplessly, waved the sharp short scimitar in his hand that was made after the "Tooth of the Water Monster", cut off the opponent's head, and then kicked the opponent's head wearing a steel helmet and flew out of the window, I don't know where it flew.

After completing a beautiful "big foot", he turned around and saw the disgusting eyes of the silver-haired girl, Zhang Luo explained: "I remember that there was a similar plot in "Football Player", so I imitated it. ”

"If any goalkeeper dares to take the ball, I will immediately kneel for him." Bloody Mary said angrily.

"It's almost time to start investigating." Zhang Luo clenched the fangs of the water monster and cautiously walked down the spiral staircase.

He wanted to interrogate the soldier just now, but he couldn't get any useful information. So now, we have to go straight to the next step, investigate in the castle.

Brushing aside the corpse of the soldier who had been hanged by the "improvised homemade strangulation device" in front of him, he walked briskly down the stairs and began to investigate the third floor of the castle.

The hallway on the third floor is similar to the decoration of the corridor on the first floor: ornate candlesticks are inlaid on the walls, and the floor is covered with a fur carpet with ornate patterns, which should have exuded an elegant atmosphere, but has been destroyed by the messy and dirty footprints on the floor.

Even better than the situation on the first floor, there were not too many corpses here, only a few silver-armored soldiers who had been shot through the chest by the crossbow mechanism he had just set up, lying motionless in a pool of blood.

Walking through the quiet corridor, Zhang Luo first opened the brown wood door closest to him and walked into a room that looked like a study.

The room had no windows, and on each of the four walls were large bookshelves, densely packed with books of all kinds. Some of these books are richly bound, while others are rudimentary manuscripts. But there is no doubt that these books are all valuable.

"Can I ask you to have this dream again next time? I want to read these books. Zhang Luo asked the silver-haired girl beside him seriously.

"Die, do you think I'm willing to have nightmares every day?" Bloody Mary grumbled.

Since he didn't have time to read now, Zhang Luo walked around the study to confirm that there were no hidden mechanisms and secret doors in the room, so he decisively left the study and walked to the door of the next room.

He could see that this dream space transformed from Bloody Mary's nightmare was not just a simple "plot" as he thought at the beginning.

This nightmare I'm in right now. The details inside are much finer than imagined, and it can even be seen as an independent "small world".

Even if Bloody Mary were the owner of the castle, it would be impossible to remember every detail of the castle's interior. But in this nightmare, the clarity of detail inside the castle clearly exceeds the limits of human memory.

Other words......

"Isn't this nightmare coming from her memory, but the 'concretization' of what happened at that time?"

Thinking of this exciting possibility, Zhang Luo hid his cheeks under the silver light helmet, and a slight smile appeared.

-- If this nightmare really reflects everything that happened at that time. Then there is no doubt that the truth of the legend of "Bloody Mary" is hidden here, as well as some secrets that future generations do not know!

Pushing open the other door next to the study, Zhang Luo did not enter the room, but stood in place, staring at the four black coffins standing side by side against the wall in the room, and the pale complexioned "corpses" lying in the coffins.

Seeing this scene, he was silent for two seconds, then turned back to the silver-haired girl behind him and asked:

"Are you a vampire?"

Bloody Mary didn't answer his question, but just stared at the coffin in the room with wide eyes, the expression on her face contorted, with undisguised consternation:

"Father, Mother...... What's going on......"