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As the three of them looked over, they saw that on the dome of the inner fort, a group of creatures about 1 foot long and with a wingspan of about 2 feet were constantly stabbing the corpses hanging from the pillars with their mouthparts, and the creatures on the periphery were like frightened sardines in the buzzing sound, constantly crowding towards the corpses in the center.

Until the last shred of liquid in the corpse was greedily sucked out, the still hungry creatures, tensed their sharp mouthparts, and shot at the three people in the hall like arrows from the string with a thunderous buzz.

Xie Zimu, who put Zheng Yi on his shoulder, scolded secretly, and didn't care whether Zheng Yi resisted or not, dragged Rebecca and rushed into a half-hidden wooden door, and as the wooden door closed, the three people who were against the wooden door carefully looked at the creatures outside the door from the gap in the wooden door.

Their mosquito-like bodies are covered with reddish-rust or reddish-brown skin, and there are two pairs of bat-like wings on the left and right sides of their backs, and a few hairs are faintly visible on their dorsal vertebrae in the flutter of the wings, and four sharp hook claws curl under their huge abdomen.

The three of them, who were temporarily safe, looked around carefully, but found a tragic thing, it was a room with only one exit, and on the obsidian wall, there was no imaginary door, only a window with an iron fence to connect to the outside world.

As the sharp mouthparts pierced the wooden door again and again, the three people who were scratched by the mouthparts hurriedly stacked the rotten wooden furniture on the wall behind the door, but how long could this last?

The thud sound made when it penetrated the wooden furniture, like the footsteps of the Grim Reaper, Zheng Yi, who was still weak, stood in front of Rebecca, who had no way to resist the attack of the creatures outside the door, and said weakly but unrefusably: "Wood, we are in charge!!"

Xie Zimu, who was stopped behind by Zheng Yi and Rebecca, nodded and said, "When I rescue her, I will avenge you!" After speaking, Xie Zimu pursed his lips tightly.

Although he said such a rational word, Xie Zimu, who was standing behind the two of them, stretched out his wide bat wings and protected the two of them tightly under his bat wings, and the wooden furniture, which had long been riddled with holes, was finally unable to protect the three people in the room.

Countless creatures created by combining mosquitoes and bats as if the gods were playing a prank completely flooded the small room like a red pillar of smoke in the buzz.

The buzzing sound sounded like a death knell, but a black-red blood flame was still jumping tenaciously in the red insect tide, watching the tough skin on the bat's wings sink again and again, Xie Zimu gritted his teeth and said: "Hold on! Hold on! Hold on! Hold on! It's over soon!!"

But is that really the case?

There were more and more manta mosquitoes ignited by the blood flames, and the black ashes had long covered the surface of Xie Zimu's feet, but the red smoke column pouring in from the hole in the wooden furniture was getting thicker and thicker, but the red blood had oozed out from under the bat's wings.

No matter how much Xie Zimu urged the dim blood flame to finally extinguish, in Xie Zimu's hoarse roar, countless manta mosquitoes stretched out their mouthparts and greedily stabbed at Xie Zimu standing in the room.

Until now, the tenacious bat wing still protects Zheng Yi and Rebecca who are struggling under the bat wing.

As the mouthparts of the manta mosquitoes pierced, the sound of a dragon's groan shook the entire castle.

A strange smile appeared on the Prince's face at the sound of a dragon's groan, but then disappeared, and under the Prince's command, King Fern once again threw the humans beside him into the swarm of manta mosquitoes, and the group quickly crossed the corridor as the manta mosquitoes fed.

In the earth-shattering dragon roar, a red dragon head that grew from Xie's spine lazily leaned on Xie Zimu's shoulder, and after the red dragon head took a deep breath, a frozen breath wrapped in white ice edges gushed out from the red dragon's mouth.

As the cone-shaped frozen breath swept by, the thunderous buzz cleared, and countless bat mosquitoes wrapped in frost fell to the ground like glass, reflecting the dazzling brilliance of the crystal ice slag in the sunlight.

The red dragon head licked affectionately like a puppy, wiping Xie Zimu's cheeks, and the single horn of the upper jaw extended to the back of his head from time to time and crossed Xie Zimu's forehead, feeling the cold touch from the single horn, Xie Zimu suddenly smiled.

As Xie Zimu stroked, the red dragon head purred like a kitten, but the fangs almost bit off Zheng Yi's outstretched palm.

In Zheng Yi's embarrassed laughter, the red dragon head raised its head to the sky again and roared, and with the sound of the dragon's groan, a cold light rose from the rapidly melting ice slag, until the dragon's groan dissipated, and the red dragon head retracted into Xie Zimu's body, and the cold light that rose up dissipated.

Only drops of milky white liquid were left in the air.

Rebecca, who was suddenly muttering to herself, touched the milky white liquid suspended in the air, and before Xie Zimu and Zheng Yi could stop it, the milky white liquid had already seeped into Rebecca's body.

After a faint glimmer of light, Rebecca's pale face regained a slight luster, Rebecca looked at the two of them with a concerned look on their faces and said, "It has the same effect as holy water, but it has a better effect than holy water, it feels like the essence of life in the legend!"

Looking at Rebecca, who was quickly recovering, and looking at the few milky white liquids, Xie Zimu still silently took out a bag of blood from his backpack, frowned and slowly tasted the cold blood in the blood bag, while Zheng Yi, who was covered with wounds, kept checking the parchment map in his hand.

It wasn't until Rebecca completely recovered with the help of the milky white liquid that Zheng Yi put down the parchment map in his hand and began to treat himself with the power of life essence, and after Zheng Yi completely recovered, Xie Zimu incorporated the little remaining life essence into his body, but for Xie Zimu, the remaining life essence was no longer enough.

The three of them who returned to the hall again, compared the parchment map in their hands, finally found the right route, and groped their way through the dim castle to a prayer room on the top floor of the castle.

Looking at the fragments of stained glass scattered all over the ground in the prayer room and the stone altar that had been overturned in front of the shrine, Zheng Yi stopped Xie Zimu and Rebecca and whispered, "Something is wrong!" The two who nodded slightly looked around vigilantly.

Caressing the burned marks on the shrine, Xie Zimu looked at the stone statue of the god covered in blood and pierced through the chest by a long sword.

"Impossible! Both the way the altars and shrines are placed and the architectural style are from the Dark Ages, but why would a lord dare to break the Lord's altar during that time?"

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