Main Text Volume Chapter 389 Crying in the Cemetery

The black coffin was placed in the open air without a tombstone. The coffin lid was nowhere to be found, exposing the skeleton inside.

The skeleton was very small, with a small skull, a small skeleton, and even short limbs. Angel estimated that it was only about 1.2 to 1.3 meters long.

——Obviously, this was the remains of a child.

Angel's eyes moved away from the regret and focused on a shining point near the neck bone.

The reason why he noticed this coffin was because a reflective point appeared in the coffin when the lightning passed over his head.

Angel took out the reflective object, which was a necklace. The platinum chain and the pendant were a heart-shaped red gem. The gem was crystal clear, cut into sixteen diamonds by the jewelry craftsman. With the white light of lightning, the smooth diamonds reflected bright light.

Angel stroked the gem and touched a mechanism on the edge of the gem. With a "click", a small secret compartment was opened.

"As expected." Angell had just discovered that the gemstone was polished into sixteen sides, and the reflection of the diamond-shaped surface made it difficult for people to detect the true depth of the gemstone. It looks like the gemstone is inlaid full, but in fact, the gemstone is only a thin layer. The reason for this illusion is that the eyes are deceived by light and shadow.

Using personal ornaments to hide things is what most nobles like to do. Of course, because the ornaments are too small, the hidden things are not too precious, but the bored nobles are not pursuing precious things, just a gimmick and surprise, or in other words, a little more talk at the noble gathering.

Angell also left this problem, for example, his holographic tablet was hidden in the secret compartment of the pocket watch.

It was because Angell knew these little details that he could quickly open the mechanism of this gemstone.

When the secret compartment was opened, a damaged silk floated out.

The silk was very thin, but the stitches were dense and very regular. This damaged silk alone was not something that ordinary people could touch.

Perhaps, the corpse of this child should have been a noble.

Ingres opened the silk, which was not big, and a palm was enough. On the silk was a painting of a curly-haired little girl who was smiling happily. Her nose was a little flat, and her face was covered with freckles. She didn't look very pretty, but her smile was bright and cute. On her left hand was a boy who was hugging her shoulders, but the boy's face was damaged and his appearance could not be seen clearly. Her right hand was raised high, and a bird with patterns that looked like eyes and peacock feathers was flapping its wings on the back of her hand.

At the bottom of the silk, there was a row of tiny words.

However, the words were written in a very sloppy and ugly way, like a child's graffiti. Ingres took a lot of effort and waited for several waves of lightning before he could barely distinguish a few words.

"...My sister's ninth birthday,...gift..."

It seems that the girl's brother or sister gave her a gift for her ninth birthday. If the person who drew on the silk was the giver, it was probably the boy whose appearance could not be seen clearly.

Angell stuffed the silk back into the necklace compartment and put it back next to the corpse in the coffin. If nothing unexpected happens, the corpse of this child is the little girl in the painting. She looks like a noble lady, but for some reason she died in the cemetery of the inner world.

Angell didn't care much about not getting any information from the coffin. He didn't have any expectations at first.

Going around the coffin, Angell slowed down his pace and slowly walked towards the previous big pit. He wanted to take a shortcut to the cemetery gate, so he had to go around this pit.

This time, when he walked to the edge of the pit, he didn't cause any movement.

Going around the big pit, Angell felt more and more uncomfortable. It was not some strange power, but with the light of lightning, he could clearly see the situation in the pit...

Old bones, rotten corpses, and fresh corpses were all entangled together.

Not to mention the bones, those corpses that have not yet rotted or are half-rotten give people a strong sense of impact on the eyes. The pale skin, the resentful and soulless expression, the stiff movements before death, you entangled me, I entangled you, like a dark and bloody floating world painting of corpses.

In particular, these corpses are all naked female corpses. It adds a sexual suggestion to this floating world painting, which is more gloomy and perverted.

From the degree of decay of these corpses, it can be seen that they died at different times. Some may have died recently, while others have been dead for a long time.

Their bodies are very clean, except for a dark red wound on the chest. Angel estimated that this should be the fatal injury of these women.

This place is very close to the Black Castle, and the murderers are probably from the Black Castle.

But why did they kill these women? And killed so many?

And they can give birth to so many undead, which shows that they may have suffered extreme pain before they died. Otherwise, how could there be resentment and undead groups?

Angel raised his head and looked at the towering castle at the end of the winding long road in the distance. At this moment, a faint disgust for the Black Castle rose in his heart.

Not long ago, he met the current owner of the Black Castle, Queen Isabella. After she saw him, she was still smiling one second, and the next second she asked the shadow to kill him without saying a word.

For a man with such a crooked upper beam, it is reasonable for the lower beam to do such a thing of abusing and killing women. What's worse, it is possible that the "upper beam" directly abused and killed.

Isabella, that madwoman, could do such a thing.

Angel bypassed the big pit and walked smoothly all the way to the gate of the cemetery.

The gate of the cemetery was open, and Angel unexpectedly saw a row of footprints on the ground at the door.

Judging from the pattern of the footprints, they were very similar to the pair of leather boots worn by Shadow. Perhaps Shadow also left from here not long ago?

As Angel was thinking, he suddenly felt that the chest pocket suddenly moved.

There was Toby in the chest pocket, but why did Toby move at this time?

Angel carefully took Toby out of his pocket. Toby still closed his eyes, which showed that he was still in a coma. But its wings began to flutter, as if ready to fly.

Seeing Toby's condition, Angel recalled his condition in the Holy Mountain, which was almost exactly the same.

Could it be that there is a soul bead nearby?

But this place is obviously still a long distance from the Black Castle? Angel's head was full of question marks. Seeing that Toby was about to fly, he quickly caught it.

There were all undead outside. Once it left his side, it would definitely be discovered by the undead. If Toby was awake, it would be fine. With the speed of the undead, they would definitely not be able to catch up with Toby. But now Toby was in a "sleepwalking" state and knew nothing about the dangers outside. Angel didn't dare to let Toby fly freely.

He could only rely on judging the direction of Toby's flight and walk with Toby himself.

When he saw the direction Toby pointed, Angel frowned.

The direction Toby pointed was not the direction of the Black Castle, but turned around and headed to the other side of the cemetery.

The place where Angel landed was on the right side of the cemetery, but the direction Toby pointed was on the left side. Angel recalled the situation he saw when he jumped off the cliff before. The cemetery on the left seemed to be nothing unusual, and there was no place like the mass grave on the right, but a cemetery tombstone that looked quite normal.

Angel thought about it and walked over.

If there really was a soul bead, or something that was good for Toby's soul, he couldn't help but go and see it.

The cemetery on the left was a little tidier than the right side, at least there were not many coffins exposed. Angel walked by and could still hear the crying female voice, but he didn't see the dead.

Many of the tombstones were empty, but some of them had names written on them. But these names were all written in blood, not engraved, and many of them had been dissolved into a bloody mess by moisture.

Looking at the different handwritings on the tombstones, Angel had a picture in his mind: a naked woman, shedding blood and tears, and writing her own name with her fingers in front of the tombstone with resentment.

——Could the names on these tombstones really be written by the deceased themselves?

If so, it would be too scary.

Angel shuddered and continued to walk forward with Toby's guidance.

Finally, he stopped at a well.

The well looked plain from the outside, and there was no strange smell in the well... But the appearance of a well in the cemetery was already very strange. And Angel also noticed that there was a faint magic power around the well mouth, which was extremely dark in nature. If the undead stepped into the vicinity, they would be "purified" by this dark magic power.

It was obviously arranged by someone.

Angel stood by the well and could not even hear the cry of the undead, which showed how strong its "purification" ability was.

Strange well, magic power to expel the undead... All signs showed that there seemed to be something wrong below. But the direction Toby pointed was exactly down to this well.

Angel finally jumped into the well.

In less than two or three seconds, he landed on the ground. The well was a dry well, without any water vapor. In this vicinity, Angel did not feel the resentment of the undead, so he simply used the light magic.

With the illumination of the light magic, the surrounding scenes were revealed.

The bottom of the well turned out to be a place similar to a cave, and there were stalactites like small spires on the ground. Behind the stacked stalactites, a dark cave entrance leading to nowhere was revealed.

Toby, who was "sleepwalking", pointed in the direction of the cave entrance.

For the unknown cave, Angel was cautious and moved forward slowly.

Before he went far, Angel heard a low sob again. But compared with the sobbing and complaining cry he heard outside, this cry was much simpler. It felt like crying sincerely, without expressing any emotion.

Angel continued to move forward. This was not a big cave, and soon he saw the end of the cave.

At the same time, he also saw the owner of the "cry".

A little girl in a yellow dress.