Marquis Hermann cursed and walked towards the depths of the castle. He did not know that Bai Yao was following behind him. He was as comfortable walking through the dark castle as he was in his own back garden.
Bai Yao followed him to the top floor of the castle.
She had also been to the top floor and found nothing unusual. The only thing that stood out was the wall with a dragon sculpture carved on it.
She checked the wall with her spiritual power and found it couldn't be opened.
I saw Marquis Hermann walking straight to the dragon wall, taking off the dragon ring, and putting the ring into the dragon's eye of the dragon statue.
The Dragon Ring instantly glowed red.
A ray of blood refracted from the dragon's eye and fell straight into the forest outside the castle.
Bai Yao followed the guidance of the blood light and saw that countless undead souls floating unconsciously in the forest suddenly flew towards a certain place uncontrollably.
In the originally empty deep forest, countless undead souls gathered together to form a larger and more eerie ghost castle.
The undead struggled, twisted, suffered, screamed, and were pushed into the castle in despair. Their frightened and terrifying faces were fixed on the ghostly castle walls.
Nicholas, who was waiting in the forest, was also shocked by this surprising scene.
Bai Yao suddenly realized.
It turns out that this is what the undead floating in the deep forest does.
The ghost castle is built with souls. It seems that the legendary Duke Dracula is more ruthless than imagined.
Marquis Hermann retrieved the Dragon Ring, then jumped into the Ghost Castle with great swagger.
Bai Yao followed closely behind.
"Ancestor! I also want to go in and see the world!" Nicholas shouted excitedly, begging her to take him in.
Bai Yao waved his hand and released the formation.
Nicholas kept up with her.
"I didn't expect the legendary ghost castle to look like this. I thought it was called the ghost castle because there were many undead near the castle."
"This is the real ghost castle!"
He sighed with a look on his face, "It's really better to see it than to hear it a hundred times, it's so spectacular and awesome!"
Bai Yao glanced at the wall emitting green light, with countless terrifying faces built on it.
I glanced at several faces, and they were either vicious or extremely evil.
These undead souls are more or less sinful people.
There are also those who are not guilty enough to die, but they are also embedded in the wall.
"Dracula must be in the Ghost Castle, that castle is just a deception!"
Nicholas rubbed his hands in excitement.
He was about to see the legendary Duke, the ancestor of vampires!
Bai Yao remained silent and followed Marquis Hermann quietly.
The ghost castle is full of resentment, and its spiritual pressure has reached its peak.
The temperature in the castle was very low, and even she, who was not afraid of the cold, could feel a hint of coldness.
The castle is very big. As soon as you enter, you will be hit by a strange fragrance. You can see red roses everywhere inside, blooming brightly and fragrantly.
"This is the rose from the Ghost Castle. It's priceless. I'm going to break two of them and make them into specimens for collection!"
Nicholas happened to be a handy man, so he excitedly folded a red rose.
He was about to destroy the flower and break off the second one.
Bai Yao stopped him, "Stop."
"There are so many roses. I can break one or two without being discovered. Or do you want two too, ancestor?"
"You should first see clearly what you are holding in your hand before you speak."
Nicholas looked down curiously.
It didn't matter what he saw, he was so frightened that he almost fell to the sky.
The red rose in her hand turned into a bloody heart.
Looking at the brightly blooming roses in the castle, his handsome face suddenly changed.
This is not a garden full of roses, but a garden full of heart!
The key is that the heart is rotten, like mud.
Bang!
Bang!
Bang!
It’s beating so energetically!
With every beat, blood splattered on his fingers.
"ah--"
Nicholas' eyes widened and he waved his hands wildly with a look of panic on his face.
With quick eyes and quick hands, Bai Yao grabbed his wrist and used his hand to stuff the heart into his mouth.
"Shut up, do you want Herman to find us?"
The panicked Nicholas turned into a horrified Xiaosi: "!!!"
"Bah, bah, bah!" he spit out quickly.
The spitted out heart turned into a blood-stained white rose.
"Am I in an illusion?" Nicholas' expression changed.
If you look carefully at the red roses all over the castle, you will see that they are not red roses at all, but white roses soaked in blood.
Bai Yao said calmly: "Yes, the rotten heart just now was an illusion. Who told you to be mean?"
Nicholas threw away the rose with lingering fear, not daring to touch this or that again.
"Do you know what nutrients are used to grow these roses?" Bai Yao asked.
He shook his head, "Aren't roses also an illusion?"
"No." There was a weird smile on her face.
Nicholas felt a chill on his back and said in shock: "Could it be that living people are being used as fertilizer?"
"Otherwise." Bai Yao looked around with a vigilant expression, "This ghost castle is full of resentment and has extremely strong spiritual pressure. I don't know how many people have died here."
"No matter what you see next, don't touch it."
"After all..." She curled her lips and smiled sinisterly, "Curiosity killed the cat."
Nicholas nodded obediently, "I listened to my ancestor and didn't touch anything."
The two of them continued walking towards the depths of the castle.
Scarlet roses stretch all the way, and their fragrance lingers.
Nicholas thought of the rotten heart just now and stared at it, no longer daring to admire it.
Marquis Hermann used the Dragon Ring to enter the castle unimpeded.
And Bai Yao and Nicholas encountered new troubles.
Without the protection of the Dragon Ring, when the two of them walked into a wide corridor, the undead in the walls on the left and right suddenly became restless.
In an instant.
Countless pairs of ghost hands stretched out from the corridor wall, scratching the two people crazily. They were bound to be caught in the wall and turned into undead souls that would never rest in peace like them.
Nicholas was scratched by ghost hands and his face was bloody.
The handsome cloak was also reduced to tattered rags.
"It hurts me so much, stop catching me!"
He was so angry that he even showed his fangs.
Bai Yao was quick and agile, grabbing his tattered cloak and forcefully pulling him out of the sea of ghost hands.
Her body was like light smoke, she tapped her toes, and stepped on her writhing and twisted hands to lift Nicholas out of the corridor and land him in a safe place.
Look back again.
The ghostly hands surging in the corridor retracted into the wall, as if the thrilling scene just now was just an illusion.
"Ouch, it hurts me so much. Is my face disfigured?"
Nicholas gasped in pain, "How dare the undead! I am also a count after all!"
"These undead and the ghost castle have become one. They only recognize people who wear the Dragon Ring."
"There are more dangers inside." Bai Yao glanced at him, "Do you still dare to go deeper? If you don't dare, just wait here. I'll go by myself."
Nicholas pitifully touched the handsome face that had been scratched into the shape of a tabby cat.
He was a little scared, but he was even more afraid that when Bai Yao found the Duke, the Duke would make things difficult for her.