"If you want to kill the witch, you have to destroy her heart!"
The three of them were walking on the road leading to the tower, and the female student An Lin who joined the team halfway had a gloomy look on her face, and every word she spoke revealed ferocious murderous intent, and she couldn't even act!
Anyone with a discerning eye can see what happened to her in such a mess, so both the archaeologist and the traveling poet remained silent and communicated cautiously in order not to irritate the young lady.
"Were you trapped in your room last night?" the traveling poet asked at this time.
"Huh, maybe, I thought I was trapped in the room."
An Lin turned to look at him with a weird smile on her face: "But who knows what the specific situation is. Maybe I just saw an illusion, so I trapped myself in the room and fought with myself."
If it was just that the room had returned to its original state, it could be explained by the castle's ability, but if even her own injuries were fake.
Maybe it really is an illusion.
But at that time, An Lin definitely felt the pain of being bitten, the erosion of the abyss, and the despair of imminent death!
The murmurs that were stirring in her mind all the time made her almost crazy. Why could she persist until now? In fact, An Lin herself was confused, until she discovered the sacred power contained in this body.
It was this sacred breath that kept her sane.
If she didn't have this power, maybe she would have turned into a madman due to the torture of darkness.
The identity of this character is definitely not simple!
An Lin remembered her mission, but now even if the original mission was not against the witch, she still wanted to kill that bastard!
Destroy her heart!
"Having said that, we haven't seen the true face of the witch yet." The archaeologist frowned and said.
"Haven't you seen it?" An Lin raised her eyebrows: "I thought you all had seen it."
"have you seen?"
"Haven't I seen it?"
"You've seen her, so who do you think she is?"
"You've seen it too and you don't know?"
The two started a somewhat useless conversation until the archaeologist was annoyed by her weirdness and said directly: "Stop wasting time, all we have to do now is leave this castle!"
Perhaps because she realized that her reaction was not right, An Lin did not continue to argue. She said quietly, "That's good. Let's kill the witch and leave together."
"Is the witch you are talking about Qilis?"
Suddenly, the traveling poet spoke again.
An Lin shrugged: "Otherwise, compared to Margaret, who has never been around Veronica, Qilis's activity is obviously too prominent."
There is one more thing An Lin didn't say - Veronica probably didn't exist in the first place.
So rounding off, the only Miss Green who appeared in the entire Prague Castle was Qilis.
Basically, after realizing this fact, she began to fall into a dark and twisted fantasy.
An Lin gritted her teeth when she thought of what happened last night!
"Is Qilis really a witch..." But at this time, the traveling poet's voice was a little low and strange.
"Oh, what a powerful method of seduction, that witch." When An Lin heard this, she glanced meaningfully at the taciturn traveling poet, with a sarcastic smile on her lips.
"..."
The traveling poet said nothing, so the three of them all became inexplicably quiet.
The archaeologist turned to look at the scenery outside the beam column with an unclear expression, but silently lit a candle for the traveling poet in his heart.
And the next moment, she was looking at the red moon above the tower and suddenly stopped!
Under her stunned gaze, the scarlet full moon was gradually infected by darkness, like an overturned inkstone, with ink spreading from the edge.
Then, a familiar, disgusting, twisted, and extremely depressing breath of the abyss rushed out of the tower!
Prague Castle, which was already immersed in darkness, at this moment, even the red brilliance disappeared!
The two people walking next to him also paused.
The traveling poet subconsciously raised the cross epee in his hand for defense, but then he remembered that this was not his weapon, so he turned out a few prismatic metal sheets with his other hand.
As soon as An Lin waved her hand, a long black and gold whip was held in her hand, and the long tail of the whip slapped on the floor.
"What? Did you find out that we are about to attack her, so we are ready to take action?" An Lin looked at the tower and sneered.
They have already reached this point, and they are only a flight of buttresses away from the tower.
But the archaeologist's already complicated expression became even more strange at this moment, and he could hardly maintain his facial expression.
Because there is no arrangement for this process in Qilisi’s script!
According to the original process, she and the traveling poet should have walked all the way to the tower without any hindrance, and then she and Qilis would exchange letters hand in hand, and the other party promised not to do anything to them in the process!
However, this female student is already a variable.
Now, there is something wrong with this abyssal aura!
Although the Night Witch uses evil power, the source of her power has nothing to do with the abyss. Even though the breath she emits is equally disgusting, it is indeed two different things from the abyss.
So facing the current situation, the three people present were actually a little confused.
They thought there was no abyss in this world...
If the book is still around, archaeologists will definitely explore the information without hesitation!
When facing suspense, you can skip the thinking stage and get the final answer. This feeling is indeed very addictive.
After getting used to books, the archaeologist felt that something was wrong when she lost her books. She was thinking crazily about what was going on. However, the more she thought about it, the more irritated she became and she couldn't concentrate at all!
Forget it, just round it off and think Qilisi has overturned!
But that guy still has her mission target!
The archaeologist was the first to react, and quickly ran towards the flying buttress at the corner, shouting: "Don't be in a daze, something must have happened over there!"
An Lin followed closely behind, still fuming at this time: "If anything happens, it's just a showdown by the witch, so let's not play anymore!"
The two of them left quickly, and the traveling poet was stunned for a moment before slowly continuing to follow.
And the next moment, he suddenly stopped.
Then, the traveling poet took out his tablet.
The monitor he left near the door last night reacted, and a flash of black overflowed from the door, polluting the three-dimensional graphics detected by the monitor into pitch black.
This power... actually changed the electromagnetic protons in the air?
The images radiated by the monitor have no color, and are only outlined by blue lines, like some kind of architectural design drawing.
But now, a force has drawn the lines out of the picture and dyed it all black.
In just a few seconds, the entire screen went black.
Suddenly, he felt that the tablet he was holding was a little sticky. The traveling poet suddenly let go of his hand and let the tablet fall to the ground.
Bang!
In his sight, the flat plate was gradually infected with black, turning into a sticky substance like asphalt, and the darkness was still spreading from it to the surrounding areas of the floor.
Good guy, the darkness of the abyss actually polluted the system tablet connected to it through the sub-terminal monitor attached to the wall!
This is really unscientific and unmagical.
However, the abyss is a twisted and incomprehensible existence, so it seems natural to think so.
The traveling poet frowned and looked at the tablet being scrapped, then looked up at the tower.
Archaeologists previously said that the energy source that supported the operation of Prague Castle was in the basement, but the hub that controlled that place was in the tower.
If they want to destroy the castle and leave here, they have to destroy the control hub.
But in this case, the energy core of Prague Castle should have been eroded by the abyss, right?
So are their actions still useful?
More importantly - the underground passage leaving Prague Castle is now an abyss!
