This miserable scream made Hugo numb, goosebumps fell to the ground in an instant, cold sweat flowed down his back at once, and his heart was suddenly happy, fortunately it was not himself who went to explore the way, otherwise the person screaming at this time would be himself.

This hint of happiness just appeared in Hugo's heart, and before he could stay for long, a bigger change appeared unexpectedly, this sudden tragedy made Hugo feel cold, and the sense of happiness that escaped the catastrophe disappeared in an instant!

The screaming Leo Knight suddenly trembled, and the screaming stopped abruptly, and his body suddenly softened, leaning against the arch, only the right hand that grabbed the knocker was still hanging on the door, and the wooden door was like a monster devouring corpses, as if it was holding Leo Knight and preparing to swallow it!

This strange change is not over, what really frightened Hugo was that the hand of the Leo Knight suddenly became shriveled, and through his skin it seemed that the blood in his whole body was constantly flowing, gathering on the right hand that was in contact with the door knocker, and then was greedily sucked in by the door!

Not only his right hand, but also the wounds all over his body were bleeding out! The blood flowed towards the gate as quickly as if it had been sucked by a demon, and finally disappeared into the gate, giving people the illusion that the gate was sucking blood!

Soon Leo Knight stuck to the door like a dried corpse, even so, his shriveled right hand was still hanging on the door knocker, giving people an extremely terrifying sense of déjà vu, seeing the scene in front of Hugo's lower abdomen couldn't help but twitch for a while, a little tendon-grabbing.

Before Hugo could break free from this terrifying picture, what made his hair stand on end happened again! The blood that was slowly flowing on the ground was slowly flowing faster at this time, and the direction of its flow was exactly the gate that devoured everything! The door was like a greedy glutton, and everyone who came did not refuse to refuse, sucking up all the blood that flowed! Then it began to radiate a strange aura clearly, as if it was longing for a few humans standing in the distance.

The three of them collectively took a step back, staring at the gate with extremely ugly faces, as if they were looking at a demon crawling out of the depths of hell!

However, the gate in front of him was just a quiet sucker of the blood on the ground, and he did not make a substantial attack on the three of them, and Hugo found that the crow lying in the corner of the wall was not attacked by the gate, and it seemed that as long as he did not make physical contact with the gate, he would not be attacked, but the problem also appeared here, if you want to leave this damn castle, you can only find the gate as a way out, how to leave the castle without going from here?

A suffocating silence reappeared between the three of them, and everyone was thinking about what to do next, what the hell did that guy named John Bacon do? The strange change in this gate didn't look like the protective magic that a castle should normally have!

This should be a kind of weird black magic! The Bacon family is a typical white wizard family, and I have never heard of a dark wizard in the Bacon family!

What the hell did John Bacon do with this weird squib, and what did he want!!

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John walked silently on the familiar spiral staircase, and a warmth slowly gathered into his eyes, which was originally the foundation of Bacon's family, but at this time he could only return to the place where he grew up with the help of outsiders, how ironic it was!

'It's all because I'm a Squib!a damn Squib who has a lot of wealth but can't defend it all!'

If he hadn't been alive, he would have been eaten by the greedy vampires! But he couldn't live a lifetime! What would he do when he died? Can this huge castle be kept by a squib with no knights, no soldiers, no magic?

John Bacon had a deep understanding of his situation long ago, so he was as desperate as his father was to revive the glory of the family, and at that time he wondered if even a Squib could not keep the family property through worldly power?

But God always seemed to like joking with him, and he didn't know if he really didn't have the ability to do business or because he was cursed by his ancestors, and the money he had saved up by selling his family property was finally lost because of business, and such a strong blow once filled his heart with despair.

And in such a desperate time, the ghost of the ancestor Francis Bacon suddenly returned to the castle for unknown reasons! This is simply the greatest irony, the ancestor not only cursed the whole family, but also came back to kill all the living people! If he was not lucky, he would have been killed by the evil spirit at this time! What kind of family is this? Why is there such a crazy thing!

He hated his blood! He didn't understand why Francis Bacon cursed his descendants! Even if his descendants didn't believe that there really were black swans, what was it? Was it really worth cursing his own blood? What was he thinking? Was he crazy?

Maybe! Maybe all the bacon is crazy! Just like what he has to do at this time isn't crazy enough? Kill everyone in one go, offend all the three major forces of the White Wizard, the Wild Wizard, and the Holy See, and in the end all he is left with a way out of the camp of the Dark Wizards! Isn't this also crazy?

Dark wizard! Strange dark wizard, if it weren't for the dark wizard who suddenly appeared in front of him, he wouldn't have had such courage and thoughts! Is that man telling the truth? What is that guy's purpose? It is absolutely impossible for him to be so kind to help himself! There must be a deeper reason! What does he want from himself?

As John walked towards the third floor, he couldn't help but think of the black-robed man who suddenly appeared in front of him, and since he said that he was a dark wizard, he must not be wrong, this strange fellow stood in front of him in a black hooded robe, and said the strongest, most persistent, deepest longing in his heart! That longing was so unstoppable that no risk could deter John!

The dark wizard was very handsome, probably in his twenties, with that pleasant smile on his face, like the cunning snake that tempted Adam and Eve to steal the forbidden fruit!

"I can get you out of being a Squib, I can make you a wizard!