Thor unleashes a spell of light that illuminates the pit.

At first glance, there are only a few weeds, rhizomes and stone clods in the pit.

But upon closer inspection, Thor found some tiny black crystals in the soil, which resembled stones, and if he hadn't looked closely, he would have ignored the past.

"This is a depleted shard of magic crystals." Thor picked up a fragment no larger than the tip of his little finger and held it up to Victor to see, "It is true that someone has used this manor to set up a witchcraft circle, but his circle is placed underground, unless we turn over the whole soil, we will not be able to restore the original appearance of the circle, and there is no way to know the specific purpose of the circle." ”

Victor took the fragment from Thor's hand, and with a slight pinch of his thumb and forefinger, the fragment turned into a finer black powder that drifted away with the wind.

"It's not really that deep. It's enough to bury an ordinary person, but it's too shallow to use for sealing...... I'm guessing this circle is supposed to be used for buffs or temporary storage. ”

Thor nodded, "That's what I think too, so the person lying in this pit is likely to be the beneficiary of the circle. ”

"But now the pit is empty." Victor looked at Thor, "Could it be that someone inside has come out?" ”

Thor threw away the other piece of shard, stood up, and patted his knee, "Or maybe it's useless, or someone dug it up and eaten it." ”

Victor caressing his strings worriedly, "We may have one more enemy to fight for the treasure. ”

He reached out to pull Thor up, but looked at the dirt on his hand and gave up.

"Don't worry, no matter how many enemies there are, my brother will definitely help you grab the treasure and let you successfully advance to the third level!"

Thor watched the other hand stretched out and retracted, sighed helplessly, and jumped out of the pit himself.

But while patting the dirt on his hands, he said seemingly nonchalantly, "What nonsense are you talking about? Do a genius like me need treasures? Let's let you advance to the third level first. You're almost thirty years old, don't suddenly get polluted one day. ”

The person in front of him didn't respond for a long time, and occasionally raised his head strangely, and found that Victor had a free hand to cover his mouth, and a line of tears flowed from the corner of his eye.

"Woooooooooo......oo Thor actually thinks so much about me, my brother is so touched. ”

Thor looked at Victor and got goosebumps.

How could he have such an older brother?

"Thank you, Thor. However, my brother is a mediocre man who waits for death in his fate, so don't waste treasures. ”

The wind, which had been raging just now, suddenly stopped, and the sky became more and more gloomy, as if it had come from dusk to late at night.

Victor looked up at the sky, his expression hidden in a gloomy.

"The rain is about to fall, so let's go into the house and take shelter."

As he spoke, Victor plucked a string slightly, and the bass was still ethereal and pleasant.

Thor was stunned for a moment, then nodded and said, "Okay, I don't see anything outside." ”

The two of them walked through the garden and went straight to the castle gate, where strangely there was a small crack.

"Looks like we've had a lot of people visit here before."

Thor turned and pointed to Victor's harp, motioning for him to be quiet, then turned and pushed the door open.

The antechamber of the castle was dark, and there were lampstands, chairs, and other furniture lying on the floor.

There seemed to be windows in the hall, but they were completely obscured by heavy curtains.

Thor looked around carefully, not seeing a single figure or corpse, nor feeling like anyone was being watched.

Then he gestured to the person behind him and walked into the castle.

Victor almost followed in Thor's footprints that had not yet disappeared.

The next second the two of them stepped into the hall, the sky suddenly flickered, and the extremely white light passed through the door and the window hidden by the velvet Changjuan, and Thor seemed to see a man kneeling with his back to them in the middle of the hall.

The man was dressed in armor and appeared to be a warrior.

But when the lightning passed, and the loud thunder followed, the figure in the antechamber disappeared.

"Whoa-la-"

Torrential rain poured down.

Victor leaps forward, dodging the flying raindrops.

He touched the harp in his arms with palpitations, "Almost." ”

At this time, he found that Thor was still standing in front of him in a daze, and curiously walked around, stretched out his hand and shook it in front of Thor and shook it, "My unlucky brother, are you petrified?" ”

Thor came back to his senses and pushed away Victor's big hand blocking his vision, "I just saw a man kneeling in front of me. ”

"Huh?" Victor looked at him suspiciously, but saw nothing, but this did not prevent him from sighing, "Maybe it is the ghost that lingers in the castle, there is no way to escape, I beg you to take him away from this fate." ”

As he spoke, Victor's fingers rested on the strings again.

But then he remembered Thor's warning, and forced himself not to let the harp make a sound.

"Call me for help?" Thor pouted, "I'm here to steal, he's got the wrong person." ”

Thor cautiously stepped forward, approaching the figure he had just seen, squinting his eyes, and looking over again in semi-immersive meditation.

But the ground was still empty.

"Is it gone, or is it not a spirit?" Thor's expression became serious, and he just wanted to turn around and warn Victor to be more cautious.

However, at this moment, another huge lightning bolt slashed.

Even standing inside the house, Thor could see the sky that lit up like day.

He immediately looked down and looked over again, and was stunned to see countless figures kneeling in the front hall!

Even there was a person kneeling at his feet and where Victor was!

"Shocked!" When Thor looked down, he was facing a face.

The face had no eyes, no nose, no ears, only a mouth that was wide open, and the scars at the corners of the mouth were twisting and trembling, as if crying for help.

But in the next second, with the sound of thunder, all the kneeling people in the hall disappeared.

"Boom!" The door was slammed open, and two people jumped in as if they were fleeing.

"Something is wrong with this rain!" One of the short men was desperately clutching at his wet cheeks and neck, his fingertips already stained red.

The other figure was taller, and Thor saw that it was an old man with white hair.

The old man recited a spell to clean the rain from his body, and then took care of the little boy beside him.

And Victor was standing not far from the two, smiling, as if waiting for when they would find out.

"Who?" The white-haired old man finally spotted Victor a few paces away, grabbed the boy by the collar, and retreated to the other side of the antechamber.

Victor didn't make a move, just walked up behind Thor with a playful expression.

"Who are you?" Only then did the old man see Thor in the middle of the hall, and the vigilance in his eyes became even stronger.

"I'm here to take shelter from the rain." Thor looked at the old man with the same wariness.

The little boy was inconspicuous, and now his face was covered in blood, and he was grinning in pain.

The white-haired old man was not ordinary. The magic fluctuations he had just emitted when casting spells seemed to be the wave strength that only a third-level apprentice could have.

The white-haired old man listened to Thor's nonsense and frowned, but did not dismantle Thor.

His gaze wandered over Thor and Victor a few times, a smile gradually appearing on his face.

"Oh, then it seems that we have the same purpose. But you were a little luckier than we were that you didn't get caught in the rain. ”

He walked to the window as if relaxed, and lifted the curtains to look out.

"This rain is not quite right, it is itchy and painful to hit the body." The white-haired old man lowered the curtains, "But it's normal, this is Ralph Manor, and it's not a good place to shelter from the rain." ”

"But it's all here, and you have to wait for the rain to stop before you can go out." Thor nodded at the old man, "Then please rest here, let's go inside." ”

He stared at Victor on the other side with great interest, and prepared to walk through the antechamber and continue deeper into the castle.

The old man was probably a third-level apprentice, while Thor and Victor were both second-level and prone to disadvantage against the old man.

When the other party saw that Sol was leaving, he didn't say anything to stop him, but just watched silently.

But the little boy tugged at the old man's sleeve with some anxiety.

"Teacher, do you want to let them go in first?"

The white-haired wizard held him down, "Don't worry, Swan, let them go around first." ”

(End of chapter)