Perhaps because he had already met once, Ulysses did not seem unnatural to such an eerie landscape, but looked forward to the next meeting.

In the mist of dusk, he saw a vague figure resembling Sha Ji. Due to the obstruction of the fog, he couldn't see the appearance of the figure clearly at all, which was his biggest regret.

But at this moment, he finally had a chance to know what was watching him all this day. It was precisely because he wanted to know the reason for the fear and anxiety in his heart that he chose to hide from Noah and go to this 12 o'clock date alone.

Deeper blood began to spread, turning the old roof into a blood-stained world, as if time had been reversed, back to the moment before the death of those girls with different noble backgrounds.

Then Ulysses heard voices, not nursery rhymes at dusk, but some very uncomfortable sounds.

It looked like someone was scraping a wall with a fingernail or something, and there was a slight tremor. And in the infinitely spreading blood, a trace of black began to appear, which seemed a little incongruous with the surrounding blood.

These black filaments fluttered in the blood mist, slowly swelling, and then twisting like a soft toxoplasma, slowly forming some black handwriting.

"You're here. ”

"Yes. Ulysses looked at the black handwriting calmly, but he always felt something strange. Because the handwriting was completely different from what he saw at dusk.

The handwriting left on the ground at dusk is so light that it looks like it was written by a well-educated person. But the handwriting in front of me was like a bunch of black bugs put together.

Wriggling, wriggling, wriggling! The bug-like handwriting began to distort and then form new handwriting.

"It's all about to end. ”

"You will see what you want and at the cost of your life. ”

After writing these lines, all the thin black lines suddenly exploded, turning into countless tiny debris floating in the air, and then all of them were swallowed up by countless red mist.

"Aha

"It's not you. Ulysses looked at the thin black thread that was falling apart, and it wasn't what he was looking for, nor was it what he wanted to see.

These black silks are full of evil power, but they have no effect on him, and even if it directly invades his body, it must be completely absorbed by his dark constitution.

In this world, no dark curse can hurt the Demon King, not even the Dark Grail, which is known as the evil of all the world, can not bring the slightest pollution to Ulysses.

After devouring all the remnants of the black hair, the crimson mist suddenly calmed down. But Ulysses could feel that beneath this seemingly calm surface, something was changing.

Then Ulysses heard a voice, the only sound in this silent blood-colored world except his breathing and heartbeat.

It was a faint "click!click!" sound, like the sound of a liquid slowly dripping onto the ground.

Ulysses stared into the deepest depths of the blood-colored mist, where changes were taking place he didn't know existed. Unlike the black hair that felt malicious just now, the change that occurred this time was the root cause of his heart racing.

"Click!" The sound of liquid dripping continued to sound in some slow but rhythmic way. There seems to be only one voice left in the whole world, which makes people's blood flow involuntarily accelerate.

If Noah had been here, he would have taken Ulysses out of this dangerous place at all costs. But for Ulysses, this was his only chance to find the truth, so he stared intently into the depths of the blood-colored mist, waiting for the change to end.

Where Ulysses couldn't see, blood-red mist was gathering together and then liquefied into real blood dripping onto the ground, and that was the truth of the sound.

One drop, two drops, three drops, as time accumulated, more and more blood on the ground, but instead of spreading around according to the laws of nature, it gathered together under some unknown force, forming a circular pattern.

As the blood dripping from the mist increased, the circular pattern began to become more and more distinct. It is a round mirror, and some strange symbols swim on the surface of the mirror.

At first, the symbols were somewhat vague, but when the dripping blood reached a certain tipping point. The symbols were suddenly intertwined in a very complex form, and anyone who was well versed in ancient magic would be amazed at the complexity of the runes.

Among them, there are dragon symbols from the dragon clan, sacrificial totems from the southern tribal regions, and even inscriptions from the western pyramids. The runes of different eras, different regions, and different races were perfectly mixed together at this moment, and finally formed a vague shadow.

This shadow is the same figure that Ulysses had seen in the twilight. However, Ulysses apparently did not realize that what he saw at that time was only an unfinished product, because the shadow did not have a face of its own at all, and the place that originally belonged to the face was all a hazy mist.

However, there is only one place to rule, and that is the eyes. This unfinished figure has a very special pair of eyes. And as the drops of blood fell, the rest of the shadow's body became clear.

The blood-red mist began to parting automatically, and a path to the center appeared in front of Ulysses.

Then, at last, he saw the figure that scared and nervous him. Just the first time he saw it, he understood why he was so scared that he was crazy looking for her.

The figure there had soft, clear eyes that could not be described as terrifying, nor even had any malice. In fact, she never cast a malicious look at Ulysses.

What frightened, uneasy, and madly searched for Ulysses was the gaze that stared at him, and had been chasing him from a very young age in the corner with envious and inferior eyes.

That gaze was the tenderness that stared at him, the most fragile treasure in the world, something he had lost and never returned.

"Sister. Ulysses put his hands on his chest, making sure his heart was still beating.

(To be continued)