Firth's pupils dilated, as if to incorporate more light in order to see Hugh as he was.

At the same time, there was a burst of light in front of her, shining several times brighter than the old camera, making the surroundings white.

Immediately after, her fingers slid over one of the pages of "Lemanor's Travel Notes", and a black mist rose from the soles of her feet, completely enveloping her entire body.

The thick black mist quickly diverged into palm-sized illusory bats, flying towards different locations in the underground hall.

This is "Wings of Darkness!" written on "Moon's Travel Notes" in "Lemanno's Travel Notes!"

Originally, it was used to increase speed, fly briefly, and conjure up a swarm of vampire bats to attack enemies, but Furth didn't use it that way, and only used it as a "prop" for a trick show.

After all the illusory bats flew away, the place where Foirth had just stood was empty.

Her figure moved to a distance of ten meters or so at some point!

After subconsciously making evasive and self-preservation behaviors, Furth finally calmed down a little and hurriedly turned his attention to Hugh, who was abnormal.

However, Hugh who met her eyes, her blonde hair was only slightly messy, her face was a little wheat-colored because of her long-term travel outdoors, and her expression was a little dazed in surprise, as if she was surprised at how her friend suddenly overreacted, and there was no trace of being affected by the ghost of the resentful spirit.

"What's going on?" Hugh asked, confused and wary.

Furth narrowed his eyes, didn't answer directly, and asked rhetorically while flipping through "Lemanor's travel notes":

"Hugh, what is your real height now?"

Hugh replied abruptly:

"152, that's right, right?"

Before she could finish speaking, Firth's fingers slid over the symbols and magical signs on the page of notes in her hand.

Silently, a divine light swirling with flames fell from the heights of the underground hall.

It was so clear and clear that it enveloped Hugh in one fell swoop, and opened a circle of sunlight outward.

The blazing light pierced Forth's eyes, causing her to see the entire hall collapse with a bang, and the space around her shattered like glass.

This feeling disappeared in a flash, and Falss was a little dazed to find that he was still standing where he was, and did not flee.

Was it just a hallucination?She hurriedly turned her head to look to the side, and sure enough, she saw Hugh looking at the broken area near the heavy gate as normal.

Furth pondered for a moment, opened his mouth and said:

"Hugh, what is your real height now?"

Hugh glanced at her and said angrily:

"Don't ask such boring questions!"

Whew, it's true...... Furth breathed a sigh of relief, and quickly described what had just happened to Hugh.

Hugh pondered for a few seconds, then touched Folth's arm with his left hand and said:

"Step back a distance. Perhaps the closer you get to that door, the more likely you are to hallucinate. ”

"Well, it's possible!" Furth nodded in agreement, moving a few steps back quickly.

Then, she looked around again, and said with a little confusion:

"Why can't you find any ghosts here?

"This kind of environment should be what they like. ”

Hugh was also surprised, and immediately began to observe it carefully, and finally his eyes fell on the cloud of sunlight floating above Forthth's head.

"Put it off and give it a try. She gave her advice.

Furth suddenly turned off the illumination of the light cluster.

Darkness surged silently, once again reigning over the subterranean hall, and only the dim glow of the horse lantern stood against it all.

Then, two figures appeared in Firth's "Spiritual Vision".

They were all near the bronze gates, one of them was a woman, with her hair coiled, wearing knight's trousers and fancy shirts that made it easy to move, and on the other was a man, dressed in silver-black armor and carrying a long sword that was about to break off.

The former's face was blurred, constantly going back and forth between the gate and the area where Firth and Hugh had arrived, while the latter lingered by the door, muttering something to himself.

Are these the two old wraiths? Furth touched Hugh with his elbow and said in a suppressed voice:

"I saw the spirits. ”

"I saw it too, and they weren't hidden. Hugh bowed slightly and put on a fighting stance.

Furth hurriedly touched her again:

"Don't worry, I'm not sure it's the goal. ”

She tried to take three steps forward, but the two more indistinct figures didn't even look at her.

Furr thought for a moment, and suddenly spoke:

"What are you doing, lady?"

- She had heard stories in other occult circles before that it was possible for higher-level spirit beings such as ghosts and ghosts to communicate.

But before the words fell, she regretted it for a while, because even if she could really communicate, she would not be able to achieve her goal, and she could not persuade the other party to commit suicide and hand over the cursed objects and remnants of the ancient spirits.

Just as Foirth was considering whether to attack directly, the lady in the fancy shirt and knight's trousers answered her question in a tone that didn't fluctuate:

"I'm looking for my husband.

"He's the guard here. ”

You can really communicate...... Furth asked, a little curiously:

"Where did he go?"

At this time, Hugh also leaned over, still looking highly vigilant.

The vague lady replied stiffly:

"He's the guard here, and he told me that there was a strange force seeping out from behind the door that was eroding his teammates, and he told me to take the messenger and get out of here as soon as possible.

"He said he would keep me safe to escape, but I didn't want that, I wanted to leave with him...... After sending the messenger, I returned halfway and came to look for him underground, but I couldn't find him......"

Judging from the sense of age of this castle beyond the current era, the last guards here can indeed evolve into ancient wraiths, uh, this lady's story touched me, I can't bear to do anything to her...... Fowl's thoughts turned, and he walked cautiously, bypassing the ancient female wraith and coming to the area near the bronze gate.

Along the way, neither she nor Hugh had any more hallucinations, which seemed to indicate that what had happened to her earlier had been unconsciously caused by the lady.

Not far from the knightly wraith in silver-black armor and carrying a rusty sword, Furth tried to speak again:

"What are you doing, sir?"

The knight's wraith paused, and hummed:

"I'm guarding this dark door, and I'm going to make sure my wife can escape to safety.

"If you can meet her, tell her that her knights will fight her until the last moment. ”

Yes...... The Gate of Darkness, this is obviously a Gate of Bronze...... Wait, what did he just say? He said he was guarding the gate to make sure his wife escaped safely? This, isn't this the other half of the prototype described by the lady before? This is her husband? Forth was stunned for a moment, and his eyes moved back and forth between the two ancient wraiths:

The ladies in fancy shirts and knight's trousers approached the bronze gate step by step, and then turned back to the center of the hall when they arrived, and so on, while the silver-black armoured men with rusty swords lingered by the door, sometimes misaligned, but never glancing at each other.

Such a scene lasted for at least fifteen hundred years, if not longer...... Furth sighed silently, glanced sideways at Hugh, and found that his friend's eyes had already been covered with a layer of mist.

What a person who is easily touched...... Furth couldn't bear it anymore and shouted at the female wraith:

"Look at the door, your husband has always been there!"

The woman in the fancy shirt and knight's trousers slowed her pace, glanced at Folth first, and then turned her gaze to the heavy door.

Her blank gaze passed through the knight in the silver-black armor and fell behind the other man.

"I can't find him......" The wraith repeated the words and the previous actions.

Furth was inexplicably sad, and was about to shout again, but saw the knight in silver and black armor turn his head to look at him and Hugh, and shouted:

"Who are you?"

As soon as his voice fell, the female wraith turned her gaze to Hugh and Firth again.

Firth suddenly felt that her thoughts became slow, and there seemed to be a cold mass in her body that quickly formed, rippling out, freezing flesh and joints, and in her eyes, Hugh seemed to have a similar experience, and the surroundings of the horse lantern were much darker.

At this moment, two lightning flashes suddenly lit up in Hugh's eyes.

The male wraith snorted in pain, and his figure blurred for a moment.

Hugh instantly got rid of the feeling of "freezing" just now, and threw the three-edged thorn in his hand and threw it at the female wraith.

At the tip of the three-edged thorn, some illusory electric light kept jumping, directly hitting the woman in the fancy shirt and knight's trousers.

"Spiritual whipping"!

The female wraith screamed, and her figure became more and more blurred.

Forth's mind cleared, and his fingers slid over the "Lemanor Travel Notes" that he had opened before.

The shadows around it suddenly coalesced together like life, turning into a pitch-black chain, confined the knight's wraith to its place, and sealed its "mouth".

"Shackles of the Abyss"!

At the same time, Hugh rushed out, with the figure of a female wraith in his eyes, and an illusory hot soldering iron in his hand, imprinted towards his target.

With her entanglement of female spirits, Furth's movements became more and more calm.

She flipped through the pages of "Lemanor's Travel Notes" and slid her fingers over them.

Silver-white lightning fell out of thin air, slashing at the knight's wraith one after the other, turning it into a lightning purgatory.

Eventually, a pillar of clear light wrapped around the divine flame flashed, enveloping the knight's wraith, purifying it completely.

Seeing that an enemy had been resolved, Firth immediately turned around and joined Hugh in dealing with the female wraith.

She didn't skimp on the ability of "Lymanno Travel Notes", skillfully combined the suitable parts, and with the help of Hugh's involvement, sometimes restricted, sometimes attacked, and it didn't take long to solve the target.

Everything fell silent, and Furth breathed a sigh of relief, staring at the battlefield with an unbelievable gaze:

"That's the end of it?"

She originally thought that the two ancient resentful spirits had special abilities and high levels, and it would be quite difficult for a quasi-powerhouse who was not a Sequence 5 to deal with, but she found that things were going extremely smoothly.

This made her realize that "Lemanno's Travel Notes" was indeed an artifact, and she also longed for the next sequence of "Recorders" more and more.

Hugh was also a little surprised, thought for a few seconds and said:

"No wonder I've been told that under the demigods, the number of extraordinary beings, their cooperation with each other, and the degree of application of their abilities are more important than the level of the sequence. ”

As soon as she finished saying this, the sound of ping-pong suddenly echoed in her ears.

This broke the silence of the underground hall, which came from behind the bronze door.