Chapter 2145 Doubts

Looking at the undead that were everywhere in the castle, Sam's attempt to stand up weakened, and he fell down again with a "thump". His feet were like pedals, rubbing back, trying to stay away from the castle.

However, Sam stopped before he took a few steps back.

It was not that he stopped voluntarily, but that several malicious eyes were fixed on him.

As a mortal who had never had any extraordinary experience before, Sam found for the first time that malicious eyes could also make people feel powerful... His hands and feet seemed to be shackled, and he could feel the chill on his back with a slight movement.

When Sam's face was pale and trembling, Angel's voice reached his ears.

"The undead are naturally suppressive to humans with weak blood." Angel said as he walked in front of Sam: "Your blood is not weak, but unfortunately you are too young, and you are still suppressed by the undead."

While explaining Sam's doubts, Angel also blocked the undead's gaze on Sam.

Only then did Sam feel the suffocating air relieved a little.

However, just after Sam had taken a breath, he felt the ground shaking slightly. He lowered his head in confusion, looking at the wet ground stained by water vapor, wondering what had happened.

Could it be an earthquake? As soon as Sam had this thought in his mind, he found that a large number of black threads had drilled out of the ground, accompanied by a strong stench that made Sam want to vomit.

The black threads were like weeds, and in an instant, they surrounded Sam and Angel.

"What are these black threads? Why do they look a bit like... hair?" Sam exclaimed.

"This is indeed hair, but it is not the hair of a living person, but the filth of the dead." Angel had come into contact with the undead quite a lot, and had only a vague understanding of their methods before, but after Nice's popular science, he was sure that these hairs must be the dead gas in the soul tricks.

However, the dead gas needs a medium, and the medium is generally the dead soul itself; or, it is the corpse of the dead.

Angell sensed that there were no dead souls underground, that is, the medium of the dead gas was the corpse.

Such dense hair also means that there should be quite a few corpses buried in this vast underground.

"I, what should we do?" Little Sam shivered, looking at the hair around him. They intertwined and entangled, like living tentacles, weaving a cage, or a coffin for their funeral.

Little Sam: "If I run away, will they chase me?"

Angell: "I don't know whether they will chase me or not. But why run away?"

"What should we do if we don't run away?" Little Sam asked subconsciously.

"Wouldn't it be better to kill them?" Angell said in a calm tone that made Little Sam unbelievable: "It's rare to encounter undead materials, but it's a pity that there are a little too few. If you want to replenish them, you will probably need to go to the Sea of ​​Ghosts in the end."

Undead materials? Sea of ​​​​the Dead? When little Sam heard Angel's words, his body trembled unconsciously. He didn't know what these nouns were, but just reciting them made him feel suffocated.

The moment Angel's voice fell, an orange-red flame floated in front of him. This flame was not visible at first, but once it touched the hair, it seemed to be helped by the spring breeze and spread to all the hair around it in an instant.

In a blink of an eye, the cage woven by the hair disappeared.

There were only some ashes of dead things and wisps of residual smoke on the ground.

When the smoke rose, a terrifying howl suddenly came. Little Sam only saw the female undead at the door rushing towards Mr. Pat, and then he was dizzy from the howl.

The howl of the female undead was just a prelude. Soon, roars came one after another around him.

This is the howl of the undead, an attack on mental power and soul.

Unfortunately, it has no effect on Angel.

However, little Sam was affected, covering his head and screaming. Angel casually threw him a mental defense shield, which allowed him to catch his breath.

Facing the undead who were rushing towards him, Angel showed no fear. When the female undead was about to fly in front of him, he pulled the trigger of the Prelude of Reincarnation.

As a half-step mysterious object, the Prelude of Reincarnation is an unreasonable restraint on the undead.

This female undead is not weak, even if it is a peak apprentice, it may not be easy to deal with. However, under the attack of the Prelude of Reincarnation, there was no room for maneuver, and it turned into green smoke directly. Moreover, several undead rushed from behind the female undead, and were also affected and died together.

Little Sam, who witnessed this scene, was shocked and noticed that when the female undead died, her true face was revealed.

"This is... my mother's maid, Yisha?!"

After hearing what little Sam said, Angel raised his eyebrows: "Oh? So it's a servant of your family, then you know this person too?"

While destroying the attacking undead, Angel also had time to create an illusion, in which there was a man.

It was the undead who was hiding in the statue of Queen Rowling before.

Little Sam looked carefully at the man in the illusion, and he saw a bit of his mother's appearance in his eyebrows: "This... This is Count Roland, my mother's younger brother!"

"So he is your relative?" Angel showed a look of sudden enlightenment: "No wonder he can attach himself to you so easily, it turns out that there is a natural blood relationship as a bridge."

This kind of possession, with blood as the medium, is much simpler than possession by soul tricks.

"Do you know the other people here?" Angel pointed to the undead attacking him.

Although these undead are still horrible, their faces also vaguely have some characteristics of their life. Little Sam carefully identified them and said, "Some of them are servants of the family in the past, but I don't know most of them."

For example, the undead being killed by Angel at this time, little Sam has never seen it.

"The clothes of this undead have some characteristics of their life, a lot of tool bags... I guess they came to the castle to steal property." Angel judged by the clothes of the undead.

From this point of view, it is estimated that more than half of the undead here are visitors who covet the property of the castle, perhaps thieves, adventurers, or just passers-by.

No matter what they were in their life, they turned into ghosts of the castle after death, attacking and killing batches of visitors.

In just one minute, Angel killed five or six undead. The other undead were floating in the air, staring at Angel with hatred and resentment, ready to pounce at any time.

Angel turned to look at Little Sam: "Don't you want to go to the castle? You can go now."

Little Sam looked at the undead around him and shuddered: "But, the undead..."

"Don't worry, all the undead are here. There are no undead in the castle. If you want to go and see, just go in now."

Little Sam: "Are there really no undead?"

Angel: "No."

Angel did not lie. He used his mental power to sense that there were indeed no undead inside the castle, but... although the undead were gone, there were many corpses.

However, these corpses were dead and would not move. At most, they would scare people.

Seeing that Angel was so sure, Little Sam thought about it and rushed towards the gate. He came to the castle this time to take a look inside; and, being outside might affect Mr. Pat's performance.

After little Sam pushed open the door of the castle and disappeared, Angel turned his eyes to the surrounding undead.

At this time, all the undead turned their heads towards the direction of the castle.

"Is it true?" Angel looked at the strange scene in front of him and thought to himself.

Before, the undead that possessed little Sam did not attack Angel at the first time, but rushed into the castle. Angel felt a little strange, which was a bit inconsistent with the characteristics of the undead.

At that time, he was wondering if there was something strange in the castle.

He used his mental power to scan the interior of the castle, but did not find any extraordinary traces in the castle.

Now, he asked little Sam to go to the castle, and all the undead were immediately attracted by little Sam, and even gave up their hatred for Angel. This obviously proved again that there were doubts in the castle.

"If there is really a problem, what would it be?"

Angel looked at the castle. This abandoned castle standing at the junction of dawn and darkness suddenly became mysterious.

When Angel was looking at the castle, all the undead around him gave up on attacking Angel and flew into the castle at a very fast speed, obviously preparing to chase little Sam.

Seeing this, Angel lightly snapped his fingers, and fog immediately filled the area around the castle.

Under the cover of the foggy illusion, all the undead could not rush into the real castle. Once they entered the castle's warning range, they would be guided to the vicinity of Angel.

One by one, they all appeared around Angel.

But even so, the undead still persevered in rushing towards the castle.

"Ignored me." Angel shrugged: "Although it feels a bit subtle, it's not bad, at least it doesn't take so much effort."

Angel raised the prelude of reincarnation and aimed at the undead who rushed towards the castle with his back to him.

After a few shots, the fog dissipated.

All the undead were purified by extinction.

In fact, Angel could have kept one, and through the special effects of the prelude to reincarnation, he could have restored the undead to normal and asked about the castle's doubts; but after thinking about it, he decided not to.

It was not worth wasting special effects on these undead.

After completely eliminating the undead, Angel did not enter the castle, but stood there and closed his eyes.

He observed little Sam in the castle through his mental power.

After entering the castle, except for being frightened by the corpses piled up in the hall at the beginning, he was very calm at other times. Moreover, little Sam was very familiar with the castle. After taking a few shortcuts, he came to a room on the fourth floor.

This familiarity shows that little Sam had indeed lived here.

The room that little Sam went to was obviously a woman's boudoir. Little Sam's emotions fluctuated in this room, especially when he saw the oil painting covered with dust and spider webs on the wall, he seemed to have lost his soul.

Standing in front of the painting, little Sam brushed off the dust on the painting, stared at the person in the painting, and silently shed tears.

The painting shows a gentle-looking woman, who looks very similar to little Sam. Ingres guessed that this person should be little Sam's mother.

Little Sam stayed in his mother's room for a long time.

Touching the items his mother used in the past, his eyes were a little blurry, as if he was recalling the past. After a long time, little Sam left this room.

Little Sam went to several more rooms, but judging from his expression, it seemed that he was just recalling the past.

About fifteen minutes later, little Sam came down from upstairs.

Angel thought that little Sam would leave the castle, but he did not. Instead, he went around a corner and activated some secret mechanisms. A path down appeared on the wall.

At the end of the path was a secret room underground.

Angel had discovered this place when he explored the castle before. He also looked carefully. The secret room contained a large number of artworks, including sculptures, oil paintings, and musical instruments.

In terms of Angel's appreciation level, these artworks are definitely master-level.

Such a large number of complex masterpieces of masters can probably only be seen in the art capital of Saint Sam City. The people here, whether civilians or nobles, are keen on art. I think little Sam's mother is also an art collector.

Every work here can be sold at a sky-high price.

Angel had thought before that if little Sam didn't know about this secret room, he would tell him. First, to prevent the master's work from being covered in dust; second, these artworks can also allow little Sam to live a good life.

But now I think it's not necessary.

Little Sam obviously knew about this secret room, and this time he strongly requested to come to the castle, probably for the artwork in the secret room.

"The picture of the girl holding a daisy spike is so beautiful. If old Pat were still alive, he would probably be crazy about this painting. And the sculpture of the goddess sleeping on the moon is simply amazing..." Angel used his mental power to observe these artworks, and praised them repeatedly.

While he was observing the artworks, he noticed from the corner of his eye that although little Sam came to the secret room, he did not look at the artworks, but walked to a corner, did something unknown, penetrated the wall, and disappeared.

Angel was stunned when he saw this scene.

There are rooms behind the walls in the secret room? !

Angel hurriedly used his mental power to explore, but found that there was nothing. Behind the wall was a thick layer of soil, and there were no rooms.

Little Sam seemed to have disappeared directly.

"Where did he go?" Angel was puzzled and focused his mental power on the wall where little Sam disappeared again.

This time, Angel finally found something strange.

A pattern drawn with blood.

The pattern is a combination of many geometric shapes.

"It's not a magic pattern, and there is no energy fluctuation, but it looks a bit like... an inscription?"