In the hall, the bonfire became more and more vigorous, and the orange-red flames bloomed brilliantly like bright flowers.

"Master Grimm, you may have a lot of questions right now, I think I might be able to answer them for you a little, and if you wish, we can go upstairs and have a good talk. ”

As if he hadn't seen the two people engulfed in flames, Aiken still said to Simon with a smile on his face, "I still have a little coffee beans from there, you might as well have a cup, these things are in demand in this world." ”

With that, he stretched out his palm and was about to pull Simon upstairs.

Simon looked at the white palm that stretched out towards him, and immediately took a step back, his body was instantly shrouded in thunder, and his eyes looked coldly at the man in front of him, warning him.

"I don't like people touching me, I think Mr. Aiken can understand!"

As Simon spoke, the slightest lightning flashed around him, condensing into a dark blue ball of lightning that kept making a sizzling sound.

Aiken looked at the lightning ball beside Simon, feeling the power contained in it, and his expression suddenly became more solemn, the power of this Grimm mage was a little beyond his imagination!

In this world shrouded in darkness, there is still such a strong lethality, it seems that his plan cannot be realized for the time being.

He still smiled, as if he didn't care about Simon's bad attitude.

"Understandable, understandable. This is my presumption. Then I won't bother you, but if you want to know more about this place, you can always come to me in the innermost room on the second floor. With that, he turned around and walked over the second floor.

"By the way, Mr. Mage, by the way, I would like to remind you not to get too close to the darkness! Aiken, who had already walked away, suddenly turned to Simon and said, under the light of the flames, his originally slightly handsome face was dark, and there seemed to be countless tentacles wriggling on it.

"Darkness will consume everything here. ”

Simon looked at his departing figure, and did not relax his vigilance at all, the lightning ball still rotated around his body, until he was sure that the other party was completely gone, and then the lightning ball was completely dispersed, turning into countless electric rays and recovering into his body.

He already felt that this world was absorbing all the power that did not belong to it all the time, and the power in his body had been absorbed by this world, and it originally contained a lightning ball that was enough to turn dozens of people into charcoal, but at this moment, there was only so much power left.

"Darkness will consume everything?" Simon took a deep look at the roaring campfire in the hall and walked straight into a room that seemed uninhabited.

He urgently needs to think about his situation now, since he came to this dark world, he has been passively moving forward, which is not a good phenomenon.

The air was filled with a faint smell of decay and dampness, and the faint sound of footsteps echoed through the hallways.

Simon quickly pushed open a slightly secluded room, the dilapidated door creaking open, and the lonely room suddenly appeared in front of him.

The room was big and shabby.

The walls on either side were wet, large patches of wall paint had fallen to the floor, the corners of the four sides were covered with strange fungus blankets, and broken wooden furniture was scattered all over the room.

Simon didn't care about any of this, he closed the door softly, and the whole person stood motionless in the dark, except for the occasional cold light in his ears.

The sound of Suosuo continued to come from his side, and a large number of Zela fire ants were released from the Mirror of Eternity, and they were constantly cleaning up the messy room.

By the time the Zela Ants had almost cleared the room, Simon had already eaten his second energy bar and a bottle of drinking water.

There were a lot of these things stored in the Mirror of Eternity, and if he ate them alone, he was afraid that he would not be able to eat them for decades, so he was not worried that he would starve to death.

He was actually a little curious, he didn't know what the humans of this world ate for a living, or that they didn't need to eat anymore? After all, this ghost place didn't look like a place that could produce enough food all the way. There must be something I don't understand.

Time passed like this, and no one knew how long it had passed in the darkness.

The last of the Zela fire ants released from Simon's feet could no longer hold on, and it rolled straight down to the edge of the wall and struggled twice before being completely engulfed in darkness and disappearing.

In the darkness outside the door, all kinds of strange sounds kept coming. The voices flickered and flickered between men and women, sometimes like the whispers of two people, sometimes hysterical loud and small, or like the whispers of unknown objects.

They seem to be telling some kind of unknown information, but they can't be heard and understood, and instinctively people can't help but prick up their ears to listen, and there is an indescribable sense of contradiction in the middle, which makes people feel more and more crazy.

But these strange sounds didn't affect Simon in the slightest, and they had suddenly appeared since the Zela fire ants began to die.

Simon didn't bother to pay attention to them at all, he had seen with his own eyes that on the broken walls of the room, there was a tongue as red as blood with a large number of hooks trying to stick through the crack, but before Simon could make a move, a flash of fire came out of nowhere, and in the blink of an eye, the tongue and its owner were burned to ashes.

Only then did he realize that the bonfire in the hall was not only used to illuminate the darkness, but also to protect the building at all times.

Now, he had more important things to do, and he didn't have time to waste time doing anything else.

Simon lifted his clothes, cut the skin on his belly with sharp nails, and then carefully tore it off completely, bit by bit.

Soon, a belly with a slight body temperature in the soft light appeared in his hand.

Simon's skin was quickly folded into a triangular amulet, and he quickly pulled seven eyebrows from each of his left and right eyebrows, and then put them into the triangular amulet along with his hair, blood, saliva, and nails.

Put your hands together, hold the amulet between your palms, and blow slowly on it until the amulet puffs up like a balloon, and the vermilion light continues to light up from the runes circulating above.

Simon's eyebrows were hideous, and his mouth was reciting strange incantations as quickly as a curse, and the invisible air flow continued to flow out of his facial features, and then burrowed into the talisman in his palm.

In the next second, the talisman suddenly burst into flames on its own.

In the foul-smelling black smoke, a ghost figure with eight or nine points similar to Simon rose from the black smoke, it stared at Simon with resentful eyes, its distorted face was full of violence, and its sharp and narrow claws went straight towards Simon's neck.

Simon looked at the ghost figure that was coming towards him, and pinched it in his palm with his fingers together, and then pinched it into a strange talisman little by little, and wore it directly around his neck.

After doing all this, he stopped, and stayed quietly in the dark room.

In the darkness, Simon held the talisman that was still expanding and shaking on his chest, and his expression became more and more indifferent, less and less like a normal human, as if the emotions of joy, anger and sorrow had completely disappeared from him.

He waited silently for the footsteps outside the door to sound again.