The interior of the castle is far more spacious than it looks from the outside.

Even the kitten's map Huai Shi almost got lost, like an illegal building, intricate, and heavily locked.

Dust was everywhere, and both the frames and sculptures on the walls had been weathered and peeled off, and it was impossible to see what they were.

There seemed to be some shadow wandering in the shadows, but if you looked closely, you couldn't find any traces. The essentia that remains to this day is soaked in darkness and forms the outlines and reflections of the past.

Even though time is limited, Huai Shi still explores cautiously, for fear of taking the wrong path.

According to the kitten, this castle can be said to be the hub of the entire park in the past, and there are more than a few princes hidden in it. If you go the wrong way, you may provoke monsters that are even more terrible than the princes.

What's even more terrifying is that after leaving the hall and walking into the depths of the castle, the system panel disappears.

It's already outside the confines of the Joy Frame......

In other words, the effect of false life is gone, and if you die here, you won't be able to resurrect outside the arena. Instead, it is buried here forever, along with the dry bones of the past......

If you don't get it right, you may not even die.

No wonder the dozen or so sublimators didn't want to live inside, preferring to sleep in the hall.

If you are not careful, it will be an ending that will never be overborn, and no one will be happy to change it.

The more inward they looked, the more ugly Satomi's amber and Ansari's faces became, for it was a real hell, and the abyssal sediment so thick that it was difficult to breathe was in the air, constantly eroding their consciousness.

If you don't have the consciousness of the soul as a structure, I'm afraid that you will fall into solidification in an instant, and you will become a corrosive object in this hell forever.

With the double preservation of stigmata and soul, they were careful every step as if they were in space in spacesuits.

On the other hand, Huai Shi has brisk steps, a calm expression, and a deep breath of intoxication from time to time...... It's as easy as a spring outing.

Satomi Amber and Ansari exchanged glances with each other.

"This guy can't be eroded, why don't you let me give him a good time?"

'No, no, no, no matter what, they're teammates, and you can still stab your teammates in the back without doing it, right?'

'Teammate, I don't have that teammate who steals my head!'

But if you kill him, won't the prince want you to deal with him?'

"I have seen the princess of the family for generations, why can't I be called a prince anymore?"

‘......’

Although her heart was itching, in the end, Satomi Amber didn't do anything that the people liked after all, but just followed behind Huai Shi with two long knives.

Until Huai Shi's footsteps suddenly paused, raised his hand, and signaled the people behind him to be on alert.

Obviously, he was walking a few steps forward, and it was the door to the lounge, but suddenly a premonition of death for no reason appeared in his heart, and he felt a chill on his forehead.

"There is a problem with the front door. ”

He turned around, pulled out the quill of the branch, and wrote a line to show them: "Which of you has a way to see the condition of the door?"

Satomi took her hand off the hilt of her sword with an innocent look on her face, and then looked at Ansari. Ansari nodded, picked up the oil lamp again, and a wisp of multicolored black peeked out of the lamp, and then retracted it awkwardly and replaced it with another.

A wisp of gray mist silently flowed out of the lamp.

Even if Huai Shi got closer and squinted her eyes to look closely, she couldn't see clearly, and the wisp of gray mist became fainter and fainter with Ansali's control, and finally completely dissolved into the air.

Only something vaguely between being and not being slowly flew in the direction of the door, and with the yin wind, it seeped into the back of the door little by little.

Immediately afterward, Ansali's hands trembled, and his face turned pale.

Barely standing firm.

Huaishi and Satomi Amber were stunned, staring wide for him to say what he had seen, but Ansari grabbed their hands and pressed them on their oil lamps.

In an instant, the scene behind the door appeared in front of Huai Shi's eyes.

Like a spider's nest.

Countless withered black hairs crisscrossed from the narrow corridors, like kelp floating in water, constantly wriggling slightly, turning into countless poisonous snakes to choose and devour people.

Completely, the whole corridor was occupied.

And just behind the countless dry hairs, there was a withered figure sitting at the door of the lounge—like an air-dried corpse, without any moisture, not looking handsome, but revealing the hideous appearance of a skeleton.

Dressed in tattered fine clothes, the shriveled prince stood guard at the door of the lounge, his eyes drooping, and two shriveled eyeballs in the dark holes, unfocused.

Only the abyssal aura that rose from his body violently ravaged the space around him, causing the air to twist and turn into a lens-like effect.

Huai Shi let go and looked behind the door in astonishment.

Mom, didn't you say that you were all asleep? Why is there still a vigil?

What the is going to do?

Satomi Amber took out the map and motioned to Huaishi: "There are no other passages, ventilation ducts and sewer outlets are also fine.

Huai Shi shook her head.

The other passages are not absent, but each passage is marked with an absolute danger sign, and the kitten has reminded it several times: you must never go through the passage marked with a danger mark, otherwise you will bear the consequences.

So what to do?

Several people exchanged glances, and in the end they could only make up their minds: cold salad!

If there is a vigil, it proves that the princes of today are indeed as the kitten said, because they have fallen into a state of weakness because of the disobedience of the rules, and the others are very likely to fall into a deep sleep.

As long as this lone prince who is guarding the door is solved, the rest will be easy to do.

But how to fix it?

As soon as the fight starts, the ping pong bell will sound chaotically, and he will sleep to death, and the long-haired prince will wake up as long as he separates a strand of hair and slaps him twice.

'Deal with him in an instant. ’

Ansari rubbed the oil lamp, forming a line of writing in the air, staring at the two people in front of him: Do you have a way?

Satomi Amber shook her head, even if she was a Chinese family in the era of the Satomi family, but she was a woman after all, although she had a killing move, but it might not be useful to the prince.

Huai Shi hesitated for a moment, nodded, and wrote another line of big words: I have a trick that is probably okay, but I need to read it.

Ansari, a Persian, was stunned for a long time before he understood what he meant by this analogy, and then asked again: How long?

'At least five seconds. ‘

Huai Shi replied with a sigh.

Five seconds, where is this Roman time?

Sometimes the duel is over in one second, and five seconds is enough for the person on the other side to kill himself dozens of times, and the corpses piled up together may be able to get a VIP membership card at the Chengnan Crematorium.

The corners of Ansari's mouth twitched, and his expression hesitated.

For a long time, he sighed, and the smoke changed.

'Three seconds'.

He said, 'It can't be any longer, can it be faster?'

Huai Shi shook her head.

Three seconds, he can't guarantee success, if he makes a mistake, everyone will have to deliver food.

If you gamble rashly, you will only lose even worse.

No matter how good the equipment is, it is not as precious as life, and it is not ashamed to admit that it is not ashamed to turn around and return.

Satomi Amber suddenly raised her hand and gestured helplessly.

'Leave the rest, leave it to me. ’

She continued to gestur, 'Two seconds, I can.' ’

Huai Shi glanced at the two of them, hesitated for a long time, and finally nodded slowly.

Give it a go, and turn your bike into a motorcycle.

Who wouldn't want to trade their motorcycle for a Land Rover again?

After making up his mind, he raised his eyes and looked at it again: Are you ready?

After receiving a definite answer, Huai Shi turned around, reached out, pressed against the door, took a deep breath, and slammed the door open.

In a deep voice, facing the countless long hair that was awakened, Huai Shi took a step, stood still, stared at the withered face that suddenly rose between the countless long hairs, and brushed a handful of hair.

Smile.

"Big brother, do you need service?"

In an instant of consternation, Huai Shi raised her hand, and a chain bursting with sparks flew out of thin air, instantly mixing all the dancing long hair in one place, and finally wrapped around the prince's body indiscriminately.

Immediately after, a large man in a turban wearing a white burqa jumped out behind him.

He raised the oil lamp in his hand at the prince, and a colorful black gushed out of it, frantically pumping the essentia of Ansari, until at last, a huge figure emerged from the smoke of the oil lamp.

The upper body is burly, the hair is combed and braided, and the lower body is completely a cloud of smoke.

But his face is similar to that of Ansari after hanging his beard!

Relying on the power of the dark country in the oil lamp as sustenance, Ansali directly manifested his soul from the oil lamp with smoke as the carrier.

Immediately afterward, the stigmata awakened.

Above the smoke incarnation of the lamp spirit, the colorful darkness suddenly stirred, and with Ansari's movements, it suddenly tore at it, as if tearing off a piece of clothing, tearing the darkness off like a curtain, revealing pure light.

With a wave of his hand, the curtain of darkness was thrown towards the Rapunzel.

In an instant, it covered his face.

Under the shutters, darkness wriggled like a living thing, eroding inward along the nose and mouth and every pore.

In the Zoroastrian lineage, the world is a battleground between good and evil, and mortals are nothing more than dust and dregs burst from the collision of divine power.

Therefore, in the consciousness of mortals, there are naturally the elements of the Five Masters created by the King of Light and the five types of demons in the Dark Kingdom.

And now, with the help of this stigmata relic, Ansari used the power of the Dark Kingdom as a factor to forcibly strip out the part of his soul about the five types of demons.

As a result, he has the talents of sufficiency, manifestation, wisdom, and insight, and in the darkness that he has peeled off is the essence of the five types of demons, that is, pure curses such as foolishness, confusion, impurity, and destruction.

The ability to be transformed into a body in a pure vacuum, and the ability to use the five types of demons as clothes can only be displayed when it is at the fourth order, and now even if it is achieved with the help of the Holy Stigmata Relic, it is still difficult to last long.

And it can also be quite damaging to the soul.

If it weren't for the strength of his two teammates, he would never have risked using this trick.

Now, when the garment of darkness covers it, the place it covers is undoubtedly transformed into a kingdom of darkness. The prince's consciousness has been forcibly cast into a cage of mist, karmic fire, foehn wind, venom and darkness.

Immediately afterward, the cage shook rapidly.

As the countless chains grew and struggled frantically, the dark cloak that covered the prince continued to turbulent, breaking and closing again in the impact.

Huai Shi took a deep breath.

Five, four, three......

Three seconds is a flash.