The sacred light completely eliminated the darkness that came like waves, and then there was an earth-shattering explosion, which directly shattered the corridor of the castle, and everyone standing on it lost strength and fell.
His vision was completely white, mixed with cloud-like gray, making it impossible to see clearly what was going on around him.
And just when they fell in the middle, the broken building blocks quickly flew up again, dragging them up and restoring them to the corridor.
The resilience of Prague Castle is extremely strong, but in the blink of an eye, the silver city walls that were plunged into darkness were assembled.
The sticky dark substance clinging to the wall is gone, and what is exposed is the exquisite relief. Even after the wave of sacred baptism just now, the silver city wall is still faintly glowing.
After the archaeologist regained his vision, surprise filled his eyes and he quickly looked to the side.
As a result, she found that the traveling poet was lying on her left, and the female student was lying on her right. She and Armand Ray, the housekeeper, were the only ones standing at the scene.
archaeologist:"……"
The cross epee that fell to the ground had lost its light, and the blow just now was almost equivalent to killing both of them. However, after the threat of the abyss faded, Butler Armand Ray still stood in the same place.
He just looked miserable, his originally luxurious tuxedo was in tatters, his whole body was covered in dark scars, and he was completely crazy.
"Dirty bugs..."
Armand Ray stared at her coldly, with the aura of decay and depravity still lingering around his body. However, just as the archaeologists were on guard and preparing to fight, he turned around and rushed into the palace door behind him.
He was fast and decisive, and seemed to have no intention of continuing to fight to the death.
archaeologist:"……"
She paused, looked around cautiously, and relaxed slightly after making sure there was no other danger.
The archaeologist quickly ran over and shook the unconscious traveling poet: "Wake up! Wake up quickly! We have cleared the level!"
After shaking for a long time to no avail, she raised her hand.
"Snapped!"
The moment a slap was about to fall, the traveling poet opened his eyes and immediately clamped her wrist.
The archaeologist rolled his eyes.
After a pause, the traveling poet seemed to have come back to his senses. After looking around, he let go of her hand and stood up in silence.
"Hey, how do you feel? That move just now was so powerful." The archaeologist looked at him with interest and said.
"..." The traveling poet had a complicated expression.
He didn't speak, but looked down at the epee still in his hand.
This sword was left in the castle by the original knight.
And after he reawakened the knight's sword, he also gained Alex Green's previous memories, which were sealed in Prague Castle a century ago.
Strictly speaking, these memories should be considered to be in the character card, but they are in a sealed state.
Therefore, after he unblocked it, that memory violently pushed into his mind, which was completely different from the gentle memory he received when he opened the character card.
What makes the traveling poet feel complicated is that his character is really named Alex.
What’s more complicated is that Qilis is indeed the witch in Prague Castle.
What he is not sure about now is whether Qilisi got close to his goal from the beginning because she saw that this character was the reincarnation of Alex Green Knight.
If you think about it this way, Qilisi seems to have found the reason why she is so special to him?
The traveling poet thought about this and sighed slightly.
The only thing that makes him happy now is probably that the character card slot is almost full, which is really a joy to celebrate.
The traveling poet has finished comforting his complicated mood.
He looked at the archaeologist and said, "Let's go, let's go to the tower together and see how to get out of here. Take her with you."
With the last words, he pointed to the unconscious female student on the ground.
The archaeologist hummed: "Then you take the lead, I don't have much fighting power now."
The traveling poet did not refuse and walked towards the palace with his sword in hand.
…
The corridor of tens of meters seemed short, but he felt that the process was extremely long for some reason. Even as he got closer and closer to the palace, he suddenly felt a little apprehensive.
He had no memory before. When he faced Qilis, he was only thinking about how to use this girl. But now, he has to face an evil witch who has a deep love for the Green Knight.
This witch might even have been deliberately approaching him from the beginning.
This feeling of being close to each other is weird.
However, the witch in memory seems to be very different from the witch character today.
Of course, maybe it was because she had been alone in the castle for a long time. What's more, now that he thought about Alex's memory, it seemed that the witch let the knight go on purpose.
After all, it’s impossible for the witch not to discover that her castle has been dug through for more than ten years, right?
The traveling poet's mind was full of messy thoughts, but at this time, he had already put his hand on the palace door and pushed it open with a little force.
"Clang!"
The two palace doors slammed into each other, making a loud sound.
…
…
When the cross epee shined, Xu Shuo, who secretly controlled the abyss, immediately severed his connection with the darkness.
Without him, I felt an extremely terrible crisis.
This feeling is like encountering some kind of natural enemy, not only disgust, but also uncontrollable fear and fear from the heart.
It is indeed the power of faith of the Holy See, which is naturally capable of restraining evil forces.
Xu Shuo sat on the armchair, controlled the black vines to wrap around him again, then packed up the fruits next to him, and finally leaned on the chair with a weak look.
At this moment, Butler Armand Ray walked through the door wall.
"Armand, you seem to have failed." Xu Shuo started taunting leisurely.
"..."
Armand Ray had a gloomy face and staggered to his side. He originally wanted to reach out and touch the girl, but then he saw the dirt on his hands.
The white lace on the cuffs is now dyed black.
After a slight pause, he stretched out his fingers to caress the girl's cheek, and said with a warm smile: "My master, I will never let them get close to you. In order to protect you, I think Prague must be sacrificed."
Already."
Xu Shuo narrowed his eyes: "Armand, you know what Prague Castle means to me."
"It doesn't matter, Master, look at this power, it can give you a new life."
"You said you wouldn't let these things dirty me."
"But there is no other way..."
Armand Ray had a painful look on his face. He stroked the girl's cheek with both hands, letting the sticky darkness stick to the girl's pale and delicate face.
The flesh and blood under his skin no longer flowed red, but instead contained a rotten, stinky dark substance. His pupils and even his sclera were as black as an abyss.
He has now completely transformed into an abyss monster.
"In order to be with you forever, I can only do this, my master."
Darkness spread behind Armand Ray, and a sticky substance like asphalt stirred and squirmed toward the girl.
Xu Shuo's eyes darkened slightly. When the traveling poet outside put his hand on the palace door, he directly controlled the castle to help him open the door with a "clang"!
This sudden sound also made Armand Ray stop his behavior of eroding the girl, turned around suddenly, and his face suddenly became ferocious!
