Now, it's really troublesome...... When he looked at the room that had been very empty, it was now full of people—if those who crawled out of the wooden coffin could become human, even Argus, who was far stronger than the great magician, couldn't help but have a bit of a plan on his face, let alone the nine powerful lichs floating in mid-air.

"What the hell are these guys?" Connell frowned and took a few steps back, his claws warily looking at the enemy in front of him.

Is it a puppet?

Connell secretly guessed that the guys who crawled out of the coffin were not uniform men, and there were some women among them: very seductive and beautiful women.

The men were handsome, slender and tall, while the women were bewitching and beautiful, exuding dazzling charm, most of them wore black gowns from centuries ago, some wrapped in capes and cloaks that were black on the outside and red on the inside, their pale skin lacked nutrition, sharp teeth exposed from their mouths, and the faint smell of blood coming from their bodies, all of which showed that they were not ordinary human beings!

Could it be...... Bloodsucker!

A word popped into Connell's mind.

Of course, Connell didn't mistake the guys on the other side for his own kind, on the contrary, he never really admitted that he was a vampire, just like many Gangaro in history, even if they could barely admit the fact that they were werewolves, they couldn't stand the fact that they called themselves vampires, because werewolves still have a bit of a human shadow, but vampires ...... That's completely out of the realm of human beings.

But they don't look strong...... Connell felt a little strange because the guys on the other side who were suspected of being vampires didn't have strong bodies, if they were vampires like himself...... Wait a minute...... Aren't they the Gangaro vampires who werewolf turned into after his death?

Can...... But is there another vampire in the world besides Gangero?

"My servant, kill all the humans who set foot in this area!" the lich Craig Hadlorre, floating in mid-air, gave the order to attack.

Strangely, however, the vampires who crawled out of the coffin did not seem to hear, and they looked around blankly, and then, with some inexplicable joy, they conversed happily with their fellow human beings in a language that was incomprehensible to others, much to the surprise of Argus.

"What's going on?" Argus, listening to the vampire-like figures conversing in incomprehensible language, had the strange illusion that he was attending a boring party of some noble.

"Stupid fellows!" the lich Hadlor's hideous skull and skull looked angry, and shouted at the vampires, "Kill all humans, you fools!, do you want to try the terrible consequences of disobeying your master?!"

Suddenly, the room fell silent, and the vampires, dressed as ancient nobles, glanced at the lich Hadlores with an indescribable expression, and then turned their eyes to the three Argus in unison.

"Is the fight finally going on?" Argus smiled bitterly, as he already had a premonition that this would be a fierce battle, and glanced at the nine lichs floating in the air, he licked his lips and whispered, "Connell, these guys are up to you, Poole, you help Connier hold them back as much as you can!"

"What about you?" Poole asked with a frown, "Are you sure you can deal with nine powerful lichs at once?"

"Grasp?" Argus smiled and whispered, "Grasp this thing, how do you know if you don't fight it?"

"Maybe you'll die......"

"No," Glancing at Poole, Argus whispered with a somewhat inexplicable expression, "I'm not going to die, I have a reason ......why I can't die!"

Glancing at Argus, who was ready to go, Connell thought for a moment and said in a deep voice, "You can choose to leave, it's my business......"

"Ahh......h

Glancing deeply at Argus, Connell took a slight breath and whispered, "I won't accept your favor, it's just a deal between us: you help me fulfill a long-held wish, and I help you solve some troubles......"

"Yes, yes, I know ......"

"However, I've changed my opinion of you a little, and you're not so unpleasant......"

"Hey, is that a compliment? It's too much......" Argus smiled slightly, and was about to say something, but was interrupted by Poole.

"I'm sorry to disturb your exchange of feelings, but I think it's better to stay alive and leave here!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Connell subconsciously felt a strong pinprick pain in his head, and before he could react from the dizziness, a cold claw had pierced his abdomen.

What a speed!

Looking at the owner of the cold claws, the woman who looked like a bewitching noblewoman, Connell was secretly taken aback, and he subconsciously waved his elbow, but the woman had already pulled back, licking the blood on her hand with her bright red tongue three or four yards away from Connell.

Boy!

Connell smiled coldly, and the wound in his abdomen healed at an alarming rate, and in the blink of an eye, it was back to normal.

"It's my turn!" With a low roar, Connell's eyes suddenly emitted a fierce light like a hungry wolf, and he disappeared in place as Gangero's strong **, supporting him to walk through those vampires at a speed that is difficult to distinguish with the naked eye, until when he returned to the same place again, he not only grabbed a vampire with both hands, but also bit the woman who hurt him in his mouth.

"Click!click!" In a few screams, Connell easily broke the throat bones of the two vampires he was holding with both hands, and the female vampire was also bitten to death by him, after all, he swore by his soul that he would not harm innocent humans, not vampires - werewolves, never loving creatures!

However, vampires are vampires after all, and within a few seconds, the three vampires who were killed by Connell opened their eyes again and stabbed into Connell's body with their cold claws.

"Tsk!" Feeling the cold and cold claws in his body, looking at the mocking eyes of the two men who were caught in his hands, Connell couldn't help but burn anger in his heart, regardless of the serious injuries he had suffered, he slammed the heads of the two vampires together with a force with both hands, and then threw it hard, one by one, slamming the ground on the wall, and at the same time, his mouth was so hard that he completely bit the throat of the female vampire.

"Smack!" the female vampire who had bitten her throat fell limply to the ground, and Connell licked her blood-stained lips and looked fiercely at the vampires surrounding her.

Although they are both vampires, in terms of strength, speed, explosiveness, and recovery ability, these vampires are far inferior to Connell who is Gangaro.

In order to reduce the possibility of the opponent's resurrection, Connell can tear the opponent's body with both hands, or completely bite the opponent's throat, but those vampires can't really hurt Connell, because whether the body is torn or the head is cut off, Connell can still reshape the body, and on the premise of not reducing the number of lives - only by completely and once the surname obliterates all the blood that makes up his body, can he really kill him once.

However, these vampires obviously can't do it, at best they can only continue to consume Conneel's physical strength and the blood energy that makes up his body, but if they are lucky, they can still kill him once, and this is the horror of being a mutated vampire, Gangaro.

But killing it once obviously won't change anything.

"Wow!" Glancing at Connell to see him killing among the vampires, Argus exclaimed exaggeratedly, and then, as if sensing something, he said in a deep voice, "Poole, stand back!" As he spoke, the dark power in his body suddenly soared, and the pure and deep darkness was like an infinite black hole, devouring all the white bones that shot at him and his companion Poole.

"Accept the sanction of death, reptilian!" roared Hadlor, the lich, as he and eight other lichs joined forces to defeat Agston.

"What the hell is this guy thinking?" Poole, who retreated to the corner, frowned, even if Connell agreed to be a companion temporarily, he didn't need to help with this, right? As long as he was a normal guy, he would choose to leave, right?

What a headache!

Poole shook his head secretly, and then, as if sensing something, he turned to look to his right, and on his right, a vampire was stretching out a sharp claw to him, but strangely, the seemingly sharp claw did not fall on Poole, no, it should be said, something seemed to be entangled in the vampire.

"Woo woo......" The vampire made a painful sound similar to a struggle, his obviously intelligent eyes looking at Poole with a little bewilderment and pain, and on his body, a red plant resembling thorns around him, and the barbed branches pierced deep into the vampire's body, and with the cooing sound, the red liquid could be faintly seen being sucked out of the vampire's body.

"It's a very stupid thing to attack an orthodox necromancer...... Resurrection?" Looking at the vampire coldly, Poole said lightly, "I'm curious, if you don't have a body, can you be resurrected?" As she spoke, the strange thorn pulled out new branches, and kept sucking the vampire's blood until there was only one dried corpse left.

However, this is not the end, it is unbelievable that on one of the branches of the red plant, there is a pink flower with bright red spots, but unlike ordinary plants, it is a man-eating flower with thin teeth...... Eventually, the vampire didn't even have a dried corpse left, serving as nourishment for the dark plant.

This is a terrifying plant that only grows in the realm of death, summoned to the present world by necromancers to become a means of attack, and named it after the terrifying death, [Blood Red Thorn: Deeuardis].

"Remember, don't shoot at the necromancer next time...... Well, there's no next time!"

In the muttering of the necromancer Poole, the blood-red thorns kept growing branches, and the barbed vines were like deadly blades, and once the vampires were entangled, it was as if they had lost all their strength, allowing the blood in their bodies to be absorbed by the plant...... In the face of such dark plants, the vampires' vaunted resurrection abilities are of no use at all, unless they have the resurrection ability that seriously violates the laws of the world like Connell.

Yes, even if they can be resurrected, there is a level gap between the two vampires, and in Connell's words, "just miscellaneous soldiers!"

But even so, the scales of victory were not in Argus's favor, because, even the miscellaneous soldiers, those fellows were at least intelligent vampires, and after seeing the horror of the blood-red thorn, the vampires sensibly avoided the plant.

After all, the blood-red thorn is just a plant, and it is really difficult to catch up with the vampires who are trying to dodge, so after killing a dozen stupid people who don't know whether they are alive or dead, the blood-red thorn can only serve the purpose of protecting and summoning its owner, Poole, and harassing those vampires.

But to be honest, Poole wasn't worried about Connell, after all, that guy was a monster that couldn't even kill the blood-red thorns, he was worried about Argus.

He never imagined that there would be an idiot in this world who could face nine powerful lichs at the same time!

That's a lich!

A powerful necromancer who breaks the shackles and becomes an undead creature at least above the rank of a great mage, in other words, Argus needs to deal with nine great mages at the same time!

Even if Argus has great strength, but to deal with nine at the same time...... "There is no chance of winning!" Looking at Argus and the nine lichs who were fighting hotly not far away, Poole was secretly a little anxious.

For some unspeakable reason, Poole had secretly estimated Argus's strength.

With that guy's strength, it shouldn't be a problem to deal with two powerful lichs, three is very reluctant, if it's more than three, if nothing else, there is no chance of winning at all...... Sure enough, just as Poole had predicted, under the combined attack of nine powerful lichs, Argus could only be on the defensive, and did not even have the slightest chance to attack - as long as he dared to attack, then there must be a few lichs who saw the flaws in the defense and attacked him.

Although Argus didn't say it explicitly, but now he can indeed be said to have no room to fight back, and can only defend passively, but the bad thing is that this strong and unhuman guy is gradually getting tired - under the attack of the nine previous generations of lichs, Argus's mental power is very seriously consumed, and even his magic power is gradually exhausted, just look at the phantom attached to him, 'it' is becoming thinner and thinner all the time, where is still as deep and pure darkness as it was at the beginning.

It can't go on like this!

Poole shook his head secretly, frowning and thinking about what to do.

Run away?

It's too late to escape, after all, they and the others came here through those crooked passages, and turning around and running away at this time is tantamount to killing themselves, those lichs can penetrate any object, in this kind of place, how to escape?

Only to fight...... But if you hit...... Those lichs are immune to physical damage, so Connell can rule them out, and if he says his own, he can barely deal with one...... Argus can barely take on three ...... That's five more...... The vacancy of the five lichs...... Can Connell find a way to lure the five lichs away, but that guy is still struggling with the vampires...... Well, if you let those vampires mess around, the consequences could be even worse, but ...... Gee, what if Simonley and Lelagin were here, they could each attract one of them?!

Just as Poole bowed his head and pondered what to do, Argus, who was alone against nine terrifying lichs, finally couldn't hold on.

With a click, the armor-like aura of darkness attached to Argus's body was shattered by the endless bone spears and bone souls, and if Poole hadn't summoned a bone wall in his hurry to block it for a while, I am afraid that Argus would have completely lost his combat power after receiving this blow.

But even so, Argus's situation was very unoptimistic, and from the sweat oozing from his forehead, it was obvious that he was struggling to deal with nine lichs at the same time, and perhaps his physical and mental strength was already at a low point.

However, on the other hand, it can once again be seen that Argus does possess extremely terrifying power, after all, in this world, I am afraid that no one can sustain so long under the combined attack of nine lichs.

"Whew, it's a lich!" Argus took a few deep breaths to quell the chaos of the magic as Poole's bone wall temporarily blocked it for a moment.

But this moment was only three or four seconds, and then, the bone wall, which was almost Poole exerting with all his might, exploded into pieces with a bang.

"It's over, stupid human! Insult to the great Hadlor, pay with your lives!hahaha......" The lich Hadlorre has given Argus and Poole a final ultimatum to death, as he also thinks Argus and they don't have the strength to continue fighting.

Glancing at the nine rippling lichs floating in mid-air, Poole whispered, "Argus, can you continue?"

"Hmm," Argus said after a few breaths, nodded slowly, and frowned, "but not sure about dealing with nine ...... at the same time."

"What if it's eight?" asked Poole seriously.

"Eight," Argus said with a wry smile and shaking his head, apparently understanding Poole's meaning, "it's almost impossible to win......

Will you die here?

How could I die here?!

I haven't finished yet!

Even if I die, it will be until I finish everything!

I'm not going to die...... Definitely not going to die!

In Poole's astonished eyes, Argus stood up again, and the endless dark power poured out of his body again, but unlike before, this time the darkness was deeper and purer, and there was a faint sense of evil ominousness.

And the phantom attached to Argus is also clearer, especially the pale red eyes, which reveal a subtle human emotion.

This eerie feeling...... This is no ordinary Argus!

Looking at the wicked smile on Argus's face, Poole whispered, "Argus?!"

"Huh?" As if hearing Poole's call, Argus came back to his senses, and the evil smile on his face disappeared in favor of a strange expression of surprise and joy.

"Are you alright, Argus?"

"It's alright!" Argus smiled slightly, but he couldn't laugh in his heart.

No, you can't extract that power anymore...... This is already the limit!

If too much power is drawn, then ...... will be devoured!

How can I be devoured if I still have unfinished business?

However, just like this, there is no way to defeat the nine lichs...... What to do?!

Argus's eyes flashed with a hint of struggle.

However, the lich Hadlores mistook Argus's inner struggle for fear, and let out a distinctly smug laugh.

"Repent, poor reptile, repent of the wrongs you have committed, and seek forgiveness from the great Hadlore, but ...... No matter how much you beg for mercy, I will not forgive you, ......."

"Begging for mercy from you?" A sneer, a trace of determination flashed in Argus's eyes, and he said coldly, "Don't be arrogant, I don't care about you yet!"

The current strength is not enough to deal with these guys, there is no way...... Hope...... Bless me...... "Are you hardening your mouth by this time?" the lich Hadlorre roared with a bit of anger, and then, seeing the dark power surging back from Argus, his voice became a little calmer, and he said disdainfully, "Do you want to continue fighting? With your remaining strength, well, the great Hadlore will satisfy you, and let you die in endless fear and powerlessness, ...... you," he said, his voice paused, his hideous head turned slightly in all directions, and muttered, " Is there any stupid human else who would dare to set foot in this area?"

"Huh?" Argus, who seemed to be making an important decision, was slightly stunned, frowned and glanced at the lich Hadlorre, only to see him say in a deep voice to the five lichs beside him, "Go, my compatriots, kill all the humans who set foot in this area, and leave these three guys to us!"

I saw that the five lichs nodded and left one after another, and four of them left in the same direction.

Yo?

It seems that in addition to us, there are two teams of guys who don't know whether they are alive or dead to come to this castle!

But...... What kind of guy is it that needs four lichs to go with them?

Could it be Galik's magician?

Those guys aren't very strong, and they can't take away four lichs...... Odd...... After thinking about it, Argus still couldn't figure it out.

But it doesn't matter, what matters is that the nine lichs are scattered, do these stupid guys think they really don't have the power to fight back?

Four Lich ...... Argus and Poole looked at each other, a relaxed smile on their lips.

It seems that the god of fate still favors him, four ...... No, three lichs, hey! It's still a bit reluctant, but at least it's a lot easier...... At the same time, on the edge of the cemetery outside the castle, several people stopped here, one, two, three...... It's a team of ten.

Is it a passing passer?

No, not a single traveler wants to come here, as there is nothing to see here except for a large cemetery and a ruined abandoned castle.

Could it be a fleeing civilian?

No, at least the clothing on these ten people proves that they are not ordinary civilians.

Although they wore a traveling cloak that looked like ordinary travelers, the magical robes could still be seen through the windswept cloaks.

They are magicians!

Moreover, among the ten people, there were two old men, who were standing at the edge of the cemetery at the moment, as if talking about something.

"Something does seem wrong, Andrew......"

"Well, there's so much darkness here, Keynes, don't you really have any impression of this place?"

"Spare me, I liked to travel when I was younger, but I don't have the strength anymore, and if it weren't for the young man named Argus, I would have preferred to stay in my room at leisure......"

"Hehe, is this like what you said? Respected Grand Magician Gretel Cairns, in the Empire, your name is remembered even by the young children, and my ears are calloused to hear your glorious deeds along the way......"

"Hahaha, because this is in the Empire, not in Salonia, otherwise, I'm the one who complains here!"

"Huh!"

Aren't these two old men the Grand Magician Gretel Keynes, the head of the Helilyoaks School of Magic, and Father Andrew Ashwan, one of the twelve cardinals of the Holy See?

Looking at the other eight people, aren't they the two assistant monks of Father Andrew, and the six Holy Inquisitors of the Holy See's Inquisition Bureau, including Brother Chesher, who has met Jiang Zhe?

How did they end up here?

It turned out that after receiving information from Galik, the archmage Gretel Keynes, that is, the old dean, concluded that Argus would not leave Galik in the short term, and in order to prevent this dangerous guy from doing something important that threatened the empire, and took the opportunity to arrest him, the old dean and Father Andrew rushed to Galik day and night.

But when passing through the Alton area, the old abbot and Father Andrew sensed a strong dark power in the vicinity, and when they came to this cemetery, it happened that when Argus was fighting the nine lichs, the evil aura from the realm of death emanating from the nine lichs was immediately captured by the two archmages.

Following this powerful evil aura, the old abbot and Father Andrew came to the cemetery, looking at the massive skeletons wandering in the cemetery, they could hardly believe that nothing had happened here.

"What an evil magic circle," Father Andrew sighed and shook his head at the skeletons in the graveyard, "what kind of evil guy is this to seal innocent souls here with an inherent enchantment...... It's sad that so many souls can't get out of it......" he said, walking towards the skeletons step by step.

The skeletons seemed to spot Father Andrew and staggered towards him, but to their surprise, they all stopped at a distance of only a yard from Father Andrew.

"Alas......" Father Andrew shook his head, stretched out his hand and stroked the head of a skeleton, with a little regret and regret, and whispered, "I am sorry that your souls have been marked with evil and will not be able to leave here forever...... Tell me the answer, would you rather stay here forever, enslaved by others, and maintain this inhuman ugliness, or choose eternal liberation? Tell me......"

Can the skeleton still speak?

Incredibly, the skeleton seemed to tremble slightly, and it moved its jaw without making any sound.

"I see...... Father Andrew sighed and nodded, stroked the skeleton's skull, and said softly, "You will not be bound by this evil magic array in the future, you can be completely liberated from here, forever free......" As he spoke, his right hand bloomed with a few rays of brilliant white light, and then, only a clicking sound was heard, and the bones of the skeleton's body gradually shattered, and finally turned into a pile of white ashes.

Faintly, a trace of pale green mist could be seen coming out of the skeleton and condensing into a shadow in mid-air, as if looking at Father Andrew, and then, the condensed pale green shadow was blown away by the wind and disappeared completely.

Maybe this time, it won't be resurrected again...... "I'm sorry, I can only do this, may the Lord bless you, rest in peace......" Father Andrew sighed secretly, looked at the dense skeletons around him, and said with a smile, "What about your answer?"

After a long period of immersion, Father Andrew nodded and said, "You can too—eternal liberation......," he said, emitting a milky white aura from his body, and then the aura gradually expanded, swishing, and spreading out in all directions.

At the same time, only a clicking sound was heard, and the massive skeletons turned into piles of white crystals at the same time, and during this time, countless pale green filament-like mist poured out from those skeletons and from the graves underground, suddenly forming a huge pale green vortex.

In this whirlpool, you can faintly see some clear and hazy human faces, with extremely relaxed expressions, gradually disappearing in the breeze.

"Imprisoning the soul, an unforgivable sin!" the old dean sighed secretly, and then looked at the ancient black castle in the distance with a calm face, he could feel that the evil dark aura with the strong power of death came from that ancient castle.

After praying sincerely, Father Andrew said in a deep voice, "Although we are in the Empire, we have done such a thing, it seems that we need to visit our master here!"

"Hmm!" the old dean nodded silently, and then, his expression changed slightly, raised his head and frowned, and said, "Andrew, do you feel it?"

"Hmm!" Father Andrew said in a deep voice, looking up with a serious expression, "It seems that the master has already discovered the situation here...... One, two, three, four...... With this abnormal fluctuation of magical power, and this evil aura, I thought they had disappeared into history......"

"It doesn't seem like so!" Pressing the brim of the wizard's hat with his hand, the old dean pulled out a long, earthy yellow magic wand from his arms, and then looked at the four terrifying blue creatures floating in with a grim expression.

"Lich!"

"I'm Bernard Brash, human, and you're freeing the souls of the guards......"

"O abominable and pathetic fellow," interrupted the lich, Andrew muttered with a somewhat pent-up rage, "I rarely stir up real anger within me, but this time...... I feel it is very important for you to understand that the soul is sacred and inviolable, and that it is forbidden for anyone to touch it!"

At the same time, the six Holy Inquisitioners, including Brother Cheshe, also tore off their cloaks, looked at the four lichs with strong hatred and disgust as if they were dead things, and bowed their heads in prayer.

"Nasty smell......" The lich named Bernard Brash seemed to sense the power of the Light from Father Andrew and the six Holy Inquisitors, and roared with strong disgust, "You are all going to die!"

At the same time, Jiang Zhe and the others were walking along the dark passage where the Argus and the three walked towards the basement.

Although this dark passage is not worth mentioning to Argus, it still causes some trouble for Jiang Zhe and the others - even with the fireball magic illumination summoned by Jiang Zhe, something similar to the Sky Stepping Class will still happen.

Moreover, the girls in the team were naturally afraid of this kind of dark environment, not to mention others, even Dia, who was two years older than the other children, showed a look similar to fear in her eyes, subconsciously grabbed Jiang Zhe's arm, and walked cautiously.

"Hmph!" Dia snorted dissatisfiedly.

In fact, just like in the pit last year, as a girl, she was also terrified of such dark environments, but after discovering Dia's movements, she seemed to suddenly become stronger.

Because from the expression on Dia's face, she recalled herself a year ago, cowardly, timid, and afraid of the unknown, these things are normal for girls, but they are simply a shame for Lavia!

Sympathy, acceptance of the protection of others?

Arrogant and stubborn, she doesn't need the protection of others, especially at this time...... Not to mention the others, not even the only one who can be the other, because she is different from the girl who is showing a scared expression and grabbing someone's arm!

Even if it's because of the lack of light and stepping on the empty stairs...... "Be careful, Ive!" Lyreira beside her helped Lavia in time and quietly glanced at her, Lavia shook her head and whispered to Jiang Zhe, Alan and the others who turned their heads, "It's okay, I'm just distracted!"

"Aren't you done yet?" said Lisa, who was beside Allen, grumbling.

"I think we're almost at the end, right?" said Bernie, who was at the front, with a slight smile, "This castle was built hundreds of years ago, so all the torches used for lighting in the passage are useless - hold on, I guess I'll be there soon!"

"Ah, well," Lisa said with a feeble sigh, "Ivey, that uncle, why did you come to this place, it's so dirty, I guess it's been abandoned for hundreds of years......"

"I don't know, he didn't say," Ravia guessed, shaking her head, "maybe he once knew someone - a friend who used to live here......"

"Yay?" Lisa's eyes widened, and she said in surprise, "Ive, I heard that this castle has been abandoned for a long time, yes, one or two hundred years...... By the way, where is that uncle from? I see that you and Soth both know each other, when did you meet? It's so strange!"

"This ......" Lavia, who felt that she had said the wrong thing, suddenly stuttered a little.

Just as she was thinking about how to cover up Connell's affair, Lisa, who asked the question, seemed to sense something, stopped, and said with a little inexplicable fear, "That...... Do you feel a little wrong, it's just that it's very cold behind you, the kind of ...... that is cold?"

"Is there one?" said Allen, surprised.

"Yes!" Nodding vigorously, Lisa said timidly, "Do you feel the cold getting colder in here......?"

"No, right?" Alan looked at Lisa inexplicably, and then said to Jiang Zhe, "Hey, buddy, what's wrong?"

Jiang Zhe shook his head and was about to speak, but was interrupted by Lavia.

"No!" Lavia frowned as she felt the temperature around her, "Lisa is right, it's getting cold!"

"I feel it, too," Scott echoed, pushing his glasses, "I thought it was getting cold because I went underground, but the temperature underneath was about the same as it was outside in winter, which was a bit abnormal, but other than that, I didn't feel anything wrong...... Maybe it's because the iron door in the basement is open - it's so heavy that I guess it has to be closed from the outside......"

"That iron door," Bernie at the front of the line sighed, "I'll just let you stay outside, it's not a dangerous place for you kids...... Hey, hey, Alan, what's that look on your face?" he paused, shook his head, and whispered, "Also, from the moment I entered here, I felt that something was wrong, and that little girl said that it made people feel cold in the back - I don't know why, this basement is very cold - you all be careful, if something happens, get out of here, Reed!"

"I see!" Reed, who was at the end of the line, nodded.

And so, the group passed through the passage to the basement library where Argus had walked and gone.

"Wow, there's a library here!" Lisa curiously picked up a book and flipped through it a few times, then wondered, "Bone spears, skeletons, what kind of magic are these?"

"Necromancy?" Hearing Lisa's words, Lavia took the book in her hand in surprise and looked at it a few times, then frowned and said, "It can't be wrong, it's necromancy!" As he spoke, he turned his head to look at the library and whispered, "Attention, the place we broke into should be the necromancer's residence......"

"Necromancer?" Bernie gasped and shook his head, "Impossible, how can Garrick have a necromancer......?"

"Ive," Lisa asked curiously, tugging at Lavia's arm, "What is a necromancer?

"Hmm," Lavia nodded, a little disgusted, and said in a deep voice, "I've seen their introductions in the library China...... Necromancers are magicians by definition, but they are evil magicians who can manipulate dead corpses, make skeletons move, and even indulge souls...... The most evil guy!"

"What a wicked man......" Lisa's eyes widened, and she shrank in fear, then she patted her chest as if she had thought of something, and said lightly, "Maybe some necromancer who lives here left here a long time ago, well, or maybe he died of illness or old age - this place has been abandoned for so long......"

"Yes!" Lavia said as she dropped the spell in her book on the ground, and then frowned as if she sensed something, "Did you hear that...... What do you hear...... Boom boom sound?"

"Voice?" Jiang Zhe listened carefully, and then pointed to the distance and said, "Yes! The ...... from there"

"There?" everyone raised their heads and looked forward in the direction Jiang Zhe pointed, but they were surprised to find a faint faint blue light coming from the corridor in the distance...... It was a very uncomfortable light...... At this moment, there was a "click" sound around the library, and everyone subconsciously looked around, but did not find anything wrong.

"I say ......," Lisa said timidly, with a little fear of the unknown, "do you feel it...... It's getting colder?"

"Don't be afraid, Lisa, I'm here!" Alan said with one hand on the wall, grinning, and then, with some confusion on his face, he turned to look at the wall and muttered, "This is ...... Ice?"

Everyone subconsciously looked towards the wall where Allen was, only to see that a thin layer of ice had formed on the wall, and the strange clicking sound turned out to be the sound of the wall icing.

"Something is wrong...... Bernie looked around vigilantly with the children behind him, and suddenly, he noticed that the kid named Soth was looking up at the ceiling, and asked in confusion, "What are you looking at?"

I saw the child frowning at the ceiling, and said in a deep voice, "Something seems to be coming over from above......

"What is it? coming here?" Bernie felt a little puzzled.

Suddenly, the entire library was illuminated by a strange blue light, and Bernie subconsciously looked up, only to see a geist-like creature, which was floating quietly in front of everyone's eyes, breathing cold air like frost.

"I'm Amos Hallewell...... You shouldn't be here, humans!"

For a moment, the entire library was silent, and all the eyes widened and looked at the strange creature in front of them with an incredulous expression, and they were frightened.

Unlike the children, who were frightened by each other's horrified appearances, Bernie's whole body and even his heart trembled, and he raised his hand to the dark blue creature, and stammered in horror, "Witch...... Witch...... Lich!"

(To be continued)