Chapter 627 93 The Old Devil Has Sent You a Play Invitation. Do You Accept It?

Chapter 627 93. The old devil sent you an invitation to play, do you accept it?

"Your girlfriend is really a clever little ghost, and she has mastered the trick of inviting you into the urn."

Wearing a crimson tights and dressing himself up like an exhibitionist and perverted Deadpool Wade swaggered in the front. In the quiet and permeating corridors of Starsburg, this A-level personnel complained viciously:

"She might as well just suggest that it's just the two of you, and treat it as a couple's haunted house adventure, why let us melon-eating people come to take risks, why?

Is the life of Master Deadpool not life? "

"Just say a few words less."

The Deadpool kid next to him was holding the knife, turned his head from side to side suspiciously, and said:

"It's so infiltrating here, why is there no one? Is it really haunted?"

"No signs of life were detected, this layer is empty, and the spatial structure is not damaged or distorted in any way."

The mechanical Deadpool is suspended in the air one meter above the ground, and the purple rays are constantly shot from both sides of the shoulders to scan the surrounding area. She reminded:

"I also saw half-eaten food and cold water. It can be seen that people here are caught off guard when a crisis occurs. Don't shake, there are no spirit signals and no magic energy left. This place is not haunted! You coward .”

Although the mechanical deadpool gave an affirmative answer, the other deadpools didn't believe it at all. They took out gadgets full of national characteristics from their luggage and hung them on their bodies.

From crosses to mahogany charms, Wade also took out a few crumpled yellow papers and pasted them on the female deadpool's upturned buttocks, while the cowboy deadpool took out some dried bug parts and a few cloves of garlic for himself brothers and sisters.

In the end, even the mechanical Deadpool, which should theoretically be a creation of materialism, was pasted with a Q-version photo of Christ's big-headed doll.

They think that this is the way to be prepared, and after being blessed by stupid idealism, these guys think that ghosts are not invading, so they are courageous again, and they start to make noise in this uninhabited castle.

It's like thousands of ducks being put in the same house, and the noise is so loud that people want to pull out their guns and blow the heads of these bastards.

"Bringing them here was really a mistake."

Mason rubbed his suffering ears with a headache, took out a set of bracelets strung together with twelve charms from his luggage, and stuffed them into Ciri's hand next to him, whispering:

"Hei Qiyi personally blessed the fine workmanship version, and he can be summoned to teach his skills remotely. We will withdraw first when something really happens."

"There will be no surprises."

Ciri accepted Mason's kindness, but she shook her head while holding the Lake Maiden sword and said:

"The resonance between the Great Teacher and the Castle of Stars was restored when I stepped into the gate. I can confirm that there are no supernatural events in this castle, and its own magic barrier has not even been activated.

Straight to the top!

There is no need to waste time elsewhere, people have already been transferred. "

"Hey, then you two go up."

Wade, with sharp ears, blew a breath to make the yellow paper on his forehead shake, and he winked and turned around and said:

"Let's go look under the castle, maybe those dark things are hiding there, ready to rush out and kill us when we let our guard down.

Horror movies are all this way, so we have to rule out the danger in advance! The Deadpool Legion has nothing to fear! "

"If I didn't know that you planned to sneak into the secret treasure house to get some good things, I would have almost believed it."

Mason complained:

"Such righteousness does not match your personality at all."

"It's blocked, you can't get in."

Ciri shook her head and said:

"After the warlocks launched a war and consumed a lot of inventory, there is nothing good there. Although the wizards didn't reveal too much, but during this period of time they can only go in and out, and the finances of the Stars Club are on the verge of collapse."

"You don't have to explain so much, you can't stop the free Deadpools wherever they want to go."

Mason sighed, watching the Deadpool team wave goodbye to them friendly, and then disappeared into the elevator leading to the underground secret treasure room. There were only the two of them left in the hall. The captain shrugged and turned his head and said to Ciri:

"I think they don't want to be light bulbs. Although these guys are unreliable, their ability to read words and actions is second to none."

"Be serious!"

Lord Hunter gave Mason a hard look, reached out to open the elevator and walked in.

Mason observed the ground, just like the Fort of Stars lost its shadow at this time, they would not leave any shadows when they walked in this building.

As the elevator went up, Mason pushed the hat on his head and whispered:

"When did your relationship with Harley get so good? I saw you sharing snacks when I came over just now."

"Yeah, your girlfriend gave me all the candy that was about to expire in her pocket, and supervised me to eat it in the name of friendship."

Hillary said expressionlessly:

"Handling snack inventory while disabling competitors' stature management is a double-win, and I vaguely remember my friends in the elf court doing the same thing when I was a kid.

Seeing her big eyes staring at me expectantly, I was too embarrassed to refuse. "

"This is really a small thought in Harley's style."

Mason laughed dumbfounded, shook his head and said:

"Actually, she's pretty cute most of the time, right? As long as you know how to appreciate the beauty of innocence in the madness."

"It's pretty cute."

Ciri rolled his eyes, put away the long sword and sheathed it, curled his lips and said:

"And she is very smart, knowing how to deal with me, and your Quinn, although she doesn't speak, she looks at me very strangely every time.

Like trying to figure out what size body bag to use for my dismembered body.

They both really liked you, Mason, and unlike me, who just saw you as a fix for empty feelings, they saw you as the center of their lives and a part of their lives.

In their crazy world, you are the only one who remains the same, just like the last entanglement that holds you back in the world. Compared with their fiery hearts, I am more like a bad woman who has a temporary idea.

I no longer have the heart to get involved in your strange but beautiful relationship, and I feel guilty even thinking about it. "

"Your behavior is not like a demon hunter who is extremely open in terms of emotions."

Mason complained:

"If your father was half as innocent as you, he wouldn't be entangled with so many ladies."

"I am the last witcher, by name."

Ciri brushed her long hair, snorted, and said:

"I feel like I should be a role model for the profession, in every way."

The atmosphere became more relaxed amidst the banter between the two. The elevator went up to the top floor and was about to open. Ciri stretched her fingers and was about to go out, but the captain took a step forward and took her hand.

This little action made Master Hunter glance down, and she said softly:

"This time, you posted it on your own initiative. If Harley asks, I won't cover for you."

"Well, it's all my fault."

Mason nodded, and under Ciri's blinking gaze, he leaned down and kissed her forehead lightly, saying:

"Take it as a blessing."

"Ding"

The elevator door opened a few seconds later, and the old wizard Shazam, who was already waiting on the top floor, had no time to speak when he saw two people hugging and kissing after the elevator door opened.

This made the old man's eyes widen, and then he sighed.

O young man!

"Are you enough?"

Ten seconds later, Old Shazam tapped his staff on the ground and said in a deep voice:

"I thought you guys were here to save us poor souls, didn't realize saving was just a side effect of a young couple's haunted house adventure, right?

Shall I close the elevator doors and give you another twenty minutes? "

"Of course I would be grateful if it was possible."

Mason let go of the blush-cheeked Hunter who had been struggling in his arms, turned around and winked at the old wizard, and said:

"Hey, you are in good spirits. It seems that there is really no danger. Why don't you go out by yourself and insist on us coming in?"

"Stop talking nonsense, come with me!"

The wizard snorted, turned and led the way to the depths of the top floor, followed by Mason and Ciri.

Lord Hunter kept hitting the back of the captain with the small fists of the demon hunter, and every punch made water splash. It can be seen that Ciri has indeed inherited the super boxing talent of the legendary demon hunter Lord White Wolf .

Speaking of which, boxing can be regarded as an excellent inheritance of the demon hunter profession. How can a demon hunter who cannot become the world's boxing champion be a good Gwent player and a master of emotions?

"When Mephisto used that super magic to smash the demiplane where Starsburg is located into this world, everyone thought it would be the end of the world, but it was not.

I don't know what the outside situation is like, but the Castle of Stars is unharmed, and even the servants in charge of cleaning the castle are safe and sound. "

The old Shazam who led the way explained:

"After discovering that the physical entities and shadows of the Fortress of Stars were separated, I immediately gathered them and sent them to the secret treasure house in the lower level, where the place is big enough and the strongest protection is the best refuge.

For the rest of the time, I explored here alone, and finally I discovered something left by Mephisto, and the reason why I didn't leave was because of it.

Get ready, what you're about to see is going to be amazing. "

The wizard's reminder made Mason and Ciri look at each other. A few minutes later, the three of them entered the large library and saw at a glance that the very magical fate machine that was said to be able to predict the future had collapsed and shattered, as if it had been weathered. Items that are thousands of years old are completely irreparable.

"It cannot predict a future that has been derailed."

Old Shazam shook his head and said:

"This is probably the only thing that was destroyed in Starsburg, but it's not the point. Look! Front!"

The old wizard cast a spell to remove the shield, and an irregular dark halo of dancing shadows appeared in front of Mason's eyes, like a door leading to an unknown place.

"Through it, you can reach the 'shadow' of the Fortress of Stars. I have seen it in the past. It maintains a projection that is exactly the same as the material world. It is shaped by very superb magical attainments and maintains a mysterious connection with the material world.

I guess as long as the Castle of Stars is still standing, the Shadow Castle will not collapse, but this is still not the point.

Come with me, there is no danger there.

I've checked it out.

What I'm going to show you is over there. "

After finishing speaking, Old Shazam was the first to step into the dark circle of light. Mason did not take any action but took out various auxiliary tools to add protection to himself and Ciri.

Even the storage tank of the active power armor of the universe is activated, and it only needs a command to bounce open.

Ciri also applied the several protective powers he possessed on Mason.

They believed in old Shazam, but it was by no means a bad thing to be protected in this situation. Ten seconds later, Mason and Ciri walked forward hand in hand into the world of shadows.

Old Shazam was already waiting for them here. Looking at the various protections flashing on the two of them, he didn't say much, just raised his hand and pointed forward.

Mason and Shirley raised their heads, and in the next moment, their breathing became rapid.

Light!

To be precise, candlelight.

Starcastle, made of shadows, is not dark.

Because every part of the building here has burning candles shining and dancing. Tens of thousands of candles are spread throughout the large library shaped by shadows, and extend all the way to the outside along the open porch.

Those dancing candlelights illuminated the surrounding area of ​​the ground, giving the shadow entity a strange translucent sheen.

Mason felt Ciri's hand tighten in his own. Apparently, the Hunter had guessed the truth about these candles, just as she had taken him to that special location when she told him the truth about the Society of Stars. Just like the previous one, all this is the most amazing one among the countless little secrets belonging to Mephisto.

"He kept all the candles here? All this time in the shadow of Starcastle?"

Shirley said hoarsely:

"Shouldn't this be the devil's deepest secret? Why does he show all this in front of us again? Is this a provocation? Or a threat?

is this real? "

"It's true, absolutely true."

Old Shazam looked at the three candles of different colors arranged like a crown on the chandelier composed of many thick candles above his head. As he watched, the flame of one of the candles bent into the symbol of Shazam's lightning and then restored in the next moment.

He said to Mason and Hilly:

"I have tested it with my magic. Every candle here corresponds to a member of the Society of Stars. They are not the projection of that dark place, but the reflection of our soul contract with Mephisto in the material world. Real embodiment.

If we extinguish a candle here, one of our colleagues in the outside world will surely die. And the worst-case scenario is that we can indeed extinguish them here.

It delegates this power to us, but it has nothing to do with good intentions. "

Old Shazam said solemnly:

"I don't know why Mephisto wants to expose this secret to us, but what is certain is that this represents a certain attitude of it."

"It's a demonstration, or in other words, it's applying pressure."

Mason reached out and placed his hand next to the flame of the nearest special twin candle. As he felt the temperature, he could see the happy and laughing faces of Harley and Quinn in the illusion of the flame.

In this place where candles were burning, in the intertwined shadows of the three people, he said in a hoarse voice:

"Mephisto wants to play a game with us. The two sides are completely opposed and there is no chance of turning around. If we want to defeat him, there are two ways, easy and hard.

He puts the easy way before us.

Just blow out these candles and Lord Fate will become weaker and our odds will increase. What are you doing! You are crazy! "

Mason suddenly turned around and hugged Shirley and covered her mouth with his hand. The hunter's cheeks were puffed up and he was about to blow out the candles around him.

Amid Mason's scolding, she stared at the other person and motioned for him to let go.

"He's got you, Mason! It's a vicious mind trap."

Ciri said:

"He knows you won't make such an immoral choice to win, and he's using it to tempt you to cross your line, just like the Joker has been doing his best to make Batman break the rules.

Beneath the seemingly easy victory lies a more terrifying darkness.

He is trying to contaminate you and make you, the forerunner who is about to reverse the Dark Ages, become a devil as bad as him.

You won't and can't do it, but I will help you.

Mephisto must die! "

"This is not a trap or torture for me, Ciri, please wake up!"

Mason grabbed Ciri's shoulders and shouted:

"This is also a test for you! Once any of us blows out these candles, the rebel alliance will collapse in an instant.

Those heroes may even turn against us.

I want to destroy the Club of Stars, but not in this way, I can't! Neither can you! No one should do this, Shazam, get us out of here!

Block this place!

Seal it forever and keep this secret until Mephisto is defeated.

This is his bait.

A hot potato thrown to us, a hateful drama that seduces and degenerates. "

Mason let out a long breath. Feeling Ciri's helpless mood, he lowered his head and pressed it against her forehead. He said softly:

"I already have a plan, follow the plan steadily, trust me, be good."