The poet Elite subconsciously took a step back and said:

"No, you don't."

He then came back to his senses, looked at the gray-robed man who was coloring the puppet in the dark, and asked curiously:

"Are you the wax master who served the Count of Puiver?"

The count had a hobby of making wax figures for his friends.

The man with a bright red beard withdrew his gaze and continued to color the half-finished doll in front of him.

Lumian, who had returned to the corridor, looked sideways at Albus. Medici glanced at him and asked the strange man in the messy room before he could speak:

"What should I call you?"

Lumian was extremely sure that there was something wrong with the "wax man" in front of him, but he didn't know if the problem was big or small - they had just observed that there was no light spilling out of this room, which meant that the other party was painting the puppet in pure darkness!

The man with black eyes and a bright red beard raised his head again, and said in an illusory voice:

"My dad went crazy and went into the depths of the dungeon and never came back......."

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"So, are you crazy too?" Albus. Medici interrupted the man's whispering.

The man was stunned for two seconds and said:

I heard the call from the depths of the dungeon.......

With that, his gaze swept over the faces of Lumian, Albus, and Eloth, and the corners of his mouth, surrounded by whiskers, turned up slightly, as if revealing a less obvious smile.

His iron-black eyes became more and more hollow, and there was a little more urgency in his voice:

"You guys, go to the depths of the dungeon, go to the depths of the dungeon....."

"Why not me?" The poet Ellett muttered quietly.

Lumian's thoughts raced, looking for what he had in common with Albus and Eloth.

As the poet Illaeta said, the "you" in the words of the strange man in front of him did not include him, and given the current circumstances, there must be something wrong with it.

I'm a "hunter", Albus is a "hunter", is Elose also a "hunter"? Lumien pondered the reason while Albus. Medici didn't mind the horror hidden in the words of the "wax man" at all, and asked the question with a grin:

"Do you need us to go to the depths of the dungeon to bring back your grandfather, father, and brother, or help you send a blessing to the past?

It's a bit aggressive...... It stands to reason that he is at least a "fireman", and he is the kind that consumes about the same amount of magic medicine, there is no need to provoke all the time, every word is provocative...... Could it be that he is trying to mislead others that he is just a "provocateur"? Lumian looked at Albus's well-defined face and muttered a few words in his heart.

The man who colored the doll ignored Albus and went about his work.

"Excuse me." Lumian didn't give Albus a chance to play deeper, reached out his right palm, grasped the handle, and gently closed the vermilion wooden door.

Then, he gave up searching the room where the Tin Soldier was located, fearing that he would provoke unnecessary mutations.

In the darkness, Lumian carried a calcium carbide lamp and descended the mottled stone steps.

The sound of clattering footsteps echoed, and Elose. Einhorn said suddenly:

"That man just now looks like a lion....."

Lumian reflected on the appearance of the "wax man" and realized that he really looked like a humanoid lion because of his bright red hair and thick beard.

Albus. Medici gently shook the calcium carbide lamp she was carrying in her hand, glanced at Elose and said:

"This is your grandfather's castle, you've lived here for almost six years, don't act like visitors like us, don't know nothing, don't know anything."

"I really don't know who that person was just now." Elos shook her head, "I rarely go into the dungeon, and the furthest I can get is to the room full of wax figures.

In other words, in the few times you have explored, you have chosen the same route as me, and you have also chosen the "Gate of Madness" among the three gates of "Hope", "Madness", and "Death...... Why didn't you go deeper at the time, what were you worried about? Lumian from Elose. Einhorn's brief answer revealed some information.

Albus scoffed:

"Then have you heard the legend that members of the Sauron family went crazy, entered the depths of the dungeon, and never came back?

"For example, my grandfather went crazy and went into the depths of the dungeon....."

The member of the "Predator Cross" began to imitate the man's whispering, both in voice and tone, which was very realistic and vivid.

Nice and asked the question I wanted...... Lumian felt Albus. Medici, while annoying, also has a value for existence.

He seems to have no scruples and is perceptive enough to always ask questions that others don't ask for a variety of reasons.

With such a team member, Lumian can better hide in the "shadows" and not reveal his true thoughts and attitudes.

The mottled stone staircase seemed to have no end, and Elose sighed as she descended cautiously:

"I've always known similar legends."

"The owner of the Red Swan Castle and the members of the Sauron family who live here, both men and women, have the possibility of gradually becoming violent, manic, and eventually insane, and after self-harm, they go into the depths of the underground palace and never come back, sometimes once in a few years, sometimes two or three times a year."

"With the exception of the members of the family who are most eager to restore the glory of their ancestors, the rest of Sauron has stayed away from the castle and does not want to go crazy."

"This has a certain effect, ensuring the reproduction and inheritance of the Sauron family, but that madness seems to be a curse, a curse rooted in the blood, and Sauron, who lives elsewhere, has people who suddenly return here from time to time to repeat the experience of their ancestors.

Is this the superficial truth of the Saurons' decay? If the core members of the family go crazy one after another, enter the depths of the underground palace, and never return, then the family will indeed decay little by little...... Why does Eloth tell us in detail about these things that have been passed down within the Sauron family...... She thinks we can't get out alive, so she satisfies her desire to share by the way? Lumian remembers the nightmares he had from the game of King's Cake.

The Nightmare Red Swan Castle is full of madmen, madmen who gouge out their eyeballs and harm themselves in different ways.

Now it seems that those may be different Saurons who have gone crazy for more than two hundred years.

Of course, this is certainly not all members of the Sauron family, in Lumian's nightmare, the participants in the King's Cake game such as Anoli also go crazy and hurt themselves or others, and they obviously do not have the blood of the Sauron family.

Albus. Medici smiled and asked Elose in a tone that lacked a beating:

"Did your grandfather go crazy like this and go into the depths of the dungeon?"

"It's not." Eros was in a peaceful state and was not provoked, "He died in a long agony, and not every owner of Red Swanstein Castle will eventually go insane. ”

"What are those common denominators who haven't gone crazy?" Albus asked.

Aloth's face reflected the light of the carbide lamp from the side, and she replied in her voice as usual:

"It's a family secret."

Her implication was, "I won't tell you."

Lumian, who was at the forefront, listened a little angry.

If Eloth had said at the beginning, "Don't inquire about the affairs of the Sauron family", then he would not have any emotional reaction, but after Eloth told a bunch of useful information and aroused everyone's curiosity, she actually cut off in the most critical part, and did not tell everyone the answer, and everyone would have emotions such as anger, as if she was provoked.

Albus was silent for a few seconds, then smiled:

"What about your mother?"

"She died normally." Elose didn't hide it.

Albus laughed and continued to ask:

What about you, you also have the blood of the Sauron family, will you suddenly go crazy? ”

Elos glanced sideways at the rude fellow and smiled meaningfully:

"We're all going crazy in the long run."

Who do you mean by "we"? Lumian's forehead jumped, and he felt that the "we" that Eloth said was not just the members of the Sauron family.

After a brief silence, the poet Elite said with heartfelt emotion:

"The fear of a family, the curse of many generations, the ancestors who continue to go into the dark underworld, is really a wonderful subject to write, very inspiring, if Arnoli had known, a classic would have been born, even for me, I had the urge to write long poems.

As they spoke, the four of them finally walked the long stone steps.

In front of them was a large hall with gray stone pillars standing up in front of them, which together supported the dark top above.

As the light of the four calcium carbide lamps shone in, Lumian and the others saw several piles of white bones, which were located behind some stone pillars, half-concealed and half-exposed.

"There are quite a few dead." Albus. Medici smiled and sighed, and walked towards one of the piles of bones.

At that moment, Lumian heard the voice of Zhe Suosuo.

He jerked his head up and pointed the front end of the carbide lamp upwards.

In the yellowish light, a huge black shadow crawled through the dim and mottled ceiling, submerging into the shadows on the other side.

The shadow was a creature that resembled a spider.

Compared to its peers, it has only one pair of eyes, but each eye is filled with a dense mass of tiny single eyes, which turn in different directions, flashing with a cold light.

The giant spider's body was full of thick and long bristles, clustered around a shriveled and blackened, fist-sized, withered heart on its back.

Lumian Huo Ran snorted, and a term popped up in his mind: hunting black spiders!

This is one of the main materials of the "conspirator" potion.

In the past month or so, although Lumian has not collected any materials related to hunting black spiders and human lions, he has also roughly figured out the situation of these two transcendent creatures, knows what they look like and what abilities they have, and he has recently been considering whether to "teleport" to other places to find traces of hunting black spiders and human lions.

But compared to the hunting black spider in the data, the black giant spider that crawled over just now is even more peculiar, and many details are different, and it even has an embedded dry heart that resembles a human!