"He's gone..." This sound is very strange. It is both like a realistic sound and like a fluctuation on the energy level.
"Let's go." As the voice fell, the empty corridor fell into silence again.
There was no fluctuation in the material world, but in the field of vision where the energy was, a figure... no, more than one, dozens or hundreds of figures passed through the stone wall in the corridor, entered the void, and disappeared.
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Apocalypse Continent, Central Empire.
The gondola cut through the sea of the sky, white foam appeared on the bottom of the boat, and sailed leisurely towards the city of Saint Syme behind the central mountains.
Just when they were about to arrive at Saint Syme City, Angel noticed that Little Syme across from him began to become uneasy.
His eyes flickered as he clung to the edge of the boat and kept looking down.
The morning star has just risen, and the sky is still slightly white. There is a faint cold fog in the air, the visibility is not high, and there are not many scenes overlooking it. With the naked eye, you can only see the general outline of the landform, but Little Sam
Still trying my best to see.
Soon, the gondola came to the side of the central mountain range. From here, the bustling lights of Saint Syme City in the distance could be vaguely seen. However, Little Syme did not pay attention to the city in the distance at all.
Overlooking the land.
Suddenly, the cold fog below dispersed slightly, and little Sam saw a lake.
His eyes suddenly froze.
Angel could clearly see that little Sam's throat was moving, and there were complex and sad emotions in his eyes.
Angel was a little curious as to what little Sam had seen that made him feel so intense. So, he gathered some mental energy, reached out of the gondola, and looked down -
The night has not yet cleared away, and cold fog is billowing below the clouds. Between the billows, you can vaguely see a clear lake on the mountainside, and an ancient castle hidden in the dense forest on the edge of the lake.
The castle is surrounded by a black iron fence and looks like it has been abandoned for a long time. Even the road to the door is covered with smoke and weeds.
"Are you very concerned about the castle below?" Angel said softly.
Little Sam turned back with surprise in his eyes: "Can Mr. Pat see it?"
"Well, there is an ancient castle that looks abandoned for a long time. There is a moss-covered lady statue at the door." Angel described it casually.
When Little Sam heard that the lady's statue was covered in moss, his eyes dimmed slightly. He hesitated for a while before he said, "...that statue is my ancestor and the founder of Saint Sam City, Queen Rowling."
"Oh? In other words, the castle below belongs to Queen Rowling's clan, which is your ancestral clan?"
Little Sam nodded slightly.
Angel: “Since it is Queen Rowling’s clan inheritance, why was it abandoned?”
A complicated look flashed in Little Sam's eyes, and he shook his head: "It's only my mother's branch that was abandoned. The main branch today is still the royal family of the Central Empire."
"I see." Angel didn't ask any further questions, thinking that this involved a power struggle and a story of internal fighting within the royal family.
He is not interested in these.
Little Sam clung to the edge of the boat and saw that the airship was about to leave the lake. He bit his lip and turned around and said, "Mr. Pat, can I...can I go to the castle to have a look?"
Angel did not answer little Sam immediately, but looked directly at him quietly.
"I know this request is rude, but, but I..." Little Sam's face turned red from holding back, and he couldn't find a "proviso" reason, so he could only lower his head helplessly: "Forget it, I'm rude.
Already."
Angel smiled softly: "For the sake of showing me the way, I agree."
Anyway, they were already here, so there was not much time left. Moreover, Angel noticed that there was a familiar smell in this castle. Angel thought about it and simply agreed to Little Sam’s request.
.
Little Sam's eyes lit up instantly, and he looked at Angel with an expression full of gratitude.
Angel controlled the gondola to descend slowly, passing through the sparse clouds and mist, and after a while, they landed on the lake.
Gondola perfectly transitions from a flying boat in the sky and sea to a boating on the lake.
It slowly cut through the water and docked at the already somewhat decayed pier.
After standing on the pier, they could already see the lonely castle fifty meters away from here.
Looking closer, you can feel the hugeness of the castle even more.
Although the castle has been abandoned and is covered with moss and creeping vines, judging from Angel's appreciation of architecture, this castle was absolutely beautiful in its heyday.
It is very characteristic of Saint-Séme, an art city famous at home and abroad.
Even now, she looks like a lady sitting beside a quiet mountain and lake. However, there is a little dust.
"It is said that this castle was specially built by Queen Rowling for self-cultivation in her later years. It has been passed down for thousands of years, and was later inherited by my mother's family." Little Sam had a nostalgic look in his eyes, as if he was talking to Ange.
You explained, but also whispered to yourself: "Looking from the castle to the lake at night, you can see the quiet lake full of stars, so my mother named this castle Star Lake Castle."
"Before anything happened at home, I would come here with my mother every midsummer."
"The apple tree over there was planted by me and the gardener's son together; and the carvings on the big stone were painted by me naughtily..." Little Sam recounted in a nostalgic tone.
Walk towards the castle.
After walking to the iron gate of the castle, little Sam finished recalling the scenes from the past summer.
"This place carries my childhood." Little Sam couldn't help but sigh.
"You are still a child now." Angel said softly.
Little Sam lowered his head: "In the past few years, the only person who said I was still a child was Mr. Pat."
After saying this, little Sam walked to the gate of the fence.
Even if it was locked, the rotten door that had not been maintained for so many years could not withstand the corrosion of water vapor. Little Sam just pushed it gently, and the lock fell down and the door opened.
Crossing the muddy road, little Sam walked all the way to the statue of Queen Rowling.
As Angel said, the statue of Queen Rowling is covered with moss, and the pure white statue seems to be moldy, making the sculpture that expresses the beauty of purity and kindness a bit more weird.
However, to little Sam, the sculpture of Queen Rowling still looked like it was in his childhood. He stood in front of the statue for a while, then walked around the statue and walked towards the castle.
Little Sam didn't notice that when he turned his back to the statue, Queen Rowling's eyes flashed with blood.
Angel saw it, and slightly curled his lips, but did not make any move.
When little Sam came to the door of the castle, he was still filled with emotion and wanted to open the door without hesitation.
However, just when little Sam was about to touch the door handle, a force suddenly appeared from behind and pulled him back vigorously.
Little Sam staggered for a while, took several steps back, and finally stood beside Angel.
"Mr. Pat?" After finally standing still, little Sam looked to the side with some doubts.
Angel stared at the dusty door in front of him for a while, then chuckled and said, "I saw some interesting little guys."
Interesting little guy? Little Sam didn't understand what Angel meant. He also looked at the door carefully. It was no different from when he was a child... That's not right, there are still some differences. When he came here as a child, there was always a...
The scent of incense that Titian's servants had been exposed to during their tours now had a hint of rotten and moldy stench.
It should be because this place is close to the lake, and the musty smell caused by water vapor corroding the wood, as well as the smell of some dead mice.
Could it be that the little guy Mr. Pat is referring to is a mouse?
When little Sam was about to ask, a strange laughter suddenly reached his ears.
Hey, the laughter came from behind... Is there someone behind you? Little Sam just wanted to turn his head to see who it was, but as soon as he moved his head, he felt that everything was dark in front of him.
In Angel's sight, little Sam just turned his head, and his originally clear eyes completely changed.
The whites and pupils of his eyes turned pitch black, with bright red blood flashing from time to time. The corners of his mouth also curved in a weird way, and he rushed towards the castle gate at an extremely crazy pace.
"Possessed." Angel glanced at the statue of Queen Rowling not far away, then looked at little Sam whose expression changed drastically, and said softly.
Little Sam seemed not to hear Angel's voice, but still ran towards the castle excitedly.
However, before he could reach the castle gate, there was another person in front of him.
It's Angel.
"I thought you would find a way to attack Little Sam's soul, but I didn't expect that you would actually possess him." Angel looked at Little Sam, whose eyes were dark, and asked, "How did you do it?"
Little Sam tilted his head and did not reply. Instead, he smiled strangely: "Anyone who stops me will die——"
The voice was indistinguishable from male to female and was definitely not that of little Sam.
After he finished speaking, little Sam's nails began to grow wantonly, becoming sharp and pitch black in the blink of an eye.
"Death!" Little Sam waved his sharp claws and rushed toward Angel.
After all, little Sam is only a mortal. Even if he is possessed, he cannot instantly become a superman. His speed is still limited by his body.
Therefore, little Sam didn't even see clearly what happened, and his forehead was pressed against the cold metal muzzle.
It was a revolver covered with silver dark patterns. Angel held it in his hand, with the muzzle of the gun pressed between Sam's eyebrows.
"Although I don't know what you want to do, you dare to possess me in front of me. You may not be too bold... It's better to die completely."
After the words fell, Angel gently pulled the trigger, and a strange ripple shot out from the muzzle of the gun.
Following a shrill scream, an undead shadow with dark eyes and blue veins on his face floated out from Little Sam. It also wanted to attack Angel, but before it could move, the entire spirit body
It has disintegrated and completely disappeared from the world.
As the undead disappeared, the color of little Sam's eyes gradually returned to normal, and his nails also changed back.
Little Sam opened his eyes, his eyes were a little confused and out of focus, and it took him a while to regain consciousness.
"Mr. Pat, what happened to me just now?" Little Sam vaguely felt that something was wrong before, but he could not remember what happened before.
"Nothing, just possessed by an undead spirit." Angel said casually.
"Death, death... undead?!" Although little Sam didn't know the truth about the extraordinary world yet, he had heard of the undead, a vicious ghost that often appeared in story books.
"Yes, to be precise, it's an undead hidden in the statue over there." When Angel said this, he was slightly confused: "Speaking of which, the power of the undead is very weak, but he can actually use it.
Possession, this really puzzles me."
Possession, among the soul tricks described by Nice, is also a relatively difficult one. Generally, the undead who have accumulated resentment for at least ten years can learn it by chance.
But that undead just now has been dead for at least five or six years, and he actually knows such high-end skills?
Little Sam experienced life and death in one day, and got a glimpse of a corner of the extraordinary world on the gondola. Therefore, after learning about the undead, he was shocked at first and quickly accepted the setting.
He even asked curiously: "Why are there undead here?"
Angel: "The aura of death and resentment here is very strong. It is estimated that many people have died over the years. In a place like this, it is easy for the undead to gather."
The reason why Angel previously agreed to Little Sam's coming to the castle was, on the one hand, because he was 'all here' and to repay Little Sam for leading the way; on the other hand, he sensed a familiar atmosphere here.
This familiar aura is undoubtedly the aura of extremely strong evil thoughts and death.
The gathering of these evil thoughts turned this originally quiet and beautiful castle into a real... ghost castle.
"Sir, what you mean is that there are still undead here?" Little Sam swallowed his saliva and looked at the dark old castle nearby: "Are they there too?"
Angel nodded: "Of course, except for the undead before, all the other undead...are inside."
When little Sam heard this, his cheeks turned pale with fright.
"Could it be that the little guy Mr. Pat mentioned just now is..."
Angel nodded: "Yes, I am referring to the undead. For example, the one at the door right now."
Little Sam froze for an instant, only to feel a chill on his back. He seemed to be in slow motion, his head slowly turned back, and then he saw a long-haired woman floating at the door.
When little Sam looked over, the long-haired woman raised her face hidden by her hair.
The eyes were bulging, there were bruises and death marks, and there was also a hanging black... tongue!
Seeing this scene, little Sam was so frightened that he sat directly on the ground, rubbed his back repeatedly, and his lips were trembling.
He finally understood why Mr. Pat pulled him back before, because the undead were there!
"Not only the undead at the door, but also the windows over there, the eaves in the upper right corner, the chimney on the top floor, and next to the flue on the second floor..."
Angel's voice continued to come, and every time he spoke, little Sam saw terrifying shadows appearing and disappearing in the corresponding position.
In just a few seconds, the originally empty castle suddenly became extremely lively.
"...There are all undead."
At least thirty undead souls appeared in various places in the castle.
At this time, they would all look at Angel and Little Sam at the door with vicious eyes.