Chapter 232 Late Night Benefits

The space inside the castle is far larger than it appears from the outside.

Even with the map of the kitten, Huai Shi almost got lost. It was like an illegal building, complicated and locked.

Everything was covered with dust, and both the picture frames and sculptures on the wall had weathered and peeled off, and their original appearance could not be seen.

There seems to be some kind of shadow wandering in the darkness, but if you look carefully, you can't find any trace. The remaining essence was soaked in darkness and formed the outlines and reflections of the past.

Even though time was limited, Huai Shi still explored cautiously, for fear of taking the wrong path.

According to what the cat said: This castle can be said to be the hub of the entire paradise in the past, and there are more than a few princes hidden in it. If you go the wrong way, you might provoke monsters more terrifying than the princes.

What's even more terrifying is that after leaving the hall and walking deep into the castle, the system panel disappeared.

This place is already outside the scope of the Xinyue Framework...

In other words, the effect of false life has disappeared. If you die here, you will not be resurrected outside the arena leisurely. Instead, he will be buried here forever, accompanying the withered bones of the past...

If you don't do it right, you may not even die.

No wonder those dozen sublimated people didn't want to live there, preferring to sleep in the hall.

If you are not careful, it will lead to an ending that will never be reincarnated, and no one would be happy with it.

The further inward, the uglier the faces of Amber and Ansali became. This place was truly in hell, and the abyss sediment that was so thick that it was hard to breathe was thick in the air, eroding them continuously. consciousness.

If you don't have a structure like a soul to preserve consciousness, you may freeze in an instant and become a corrosive object in this hell forever.

With the dual protection of stigmata and souls, they were as careful as they were in space wearing spacesuits, taking every step they took.

On the other hand, Huai Shi's steps are brisk, his expression is calm, and he takes deep intoxicating breaths from time to time...as relaxed and comfortable as a spring outing.

Satomi Kohaku and Ansari exchanged glances.

‘Maybe this guy has been corrupted, why not let me give him a good time’

‘No, no, no, no matter what, we are all teammates, so if you can’t stab your teammates in the back, you shouldn’t do it, right? ’

'teammate? I don't have any teammates who want to kill me! ’

‘But if you kill him, won’t the prince want you to deal with him? ’

"I have seen family ministers for generations, why can't I be called a prince?"

‘…’

Although she felt very itchy in her heart, in the end, Satomi Kohaku did not do anything that the people liked, and just followed Huai Shi with two long knives.

Until Huai Shi's steps suddenly stopped, and he raised his hand to signal the people behind him to be alert.

He was obviously walking a few steps forward, which was the door leading to the lounge, but suddenly a premonition of death for no reason appeared in his heart, which stung his forehead with a chill.

"There's something wrong with the front door."

He turned around, took out the quill from the Symbol Branch, and wrote a line for them to read: "Does any of you have a way to check the condition of the door?"

Satomi Kohaku removed his hand from the handle of the knife with an innocent look on his face, and then looked at Ansali. Ansari nodded and rubbed the oil lamp again. A wisp of colorful black protruded from the mouth of the lamp, then he retracted it awkwardly and replaced it with another.

A wisp of gray mist flowed out from the lamp mouth quietly.

Even if Huaishi got closer and squinted her eyes to take a closer look, she couldn't see clearly, and with Ansari's control, the wisp of gray mist became lighter and lighter, and finally completely disappeared into the air.

Only something vaguely between existence and non-existence slowly flew towards the door, and with the cold wind, it seeped into the back of the door little by little.

Immediately afterwards, Ansali's hands trembled and his face turned pale.

Barely able to stand.

Huaishi and Satomi Kohaku were stunned, their eyes widened as they waited for him to say what they saw, but Ansari grabbed their hands and pressed them on his oil lamp.

In an instant, the scene behind the door appeared in front of Huai Shi's eyes.

Like a spider's nest.

Countless dry, dark hair criss-crossed the narrow corridor, like kelp floating in the water, constantly squirming slightly, turning into countless venomous snakes that chose to bite people.

Completely, the entire corridor was filled.

And just behind the countless dry hair, there is a skinny figure sitting at the door of the lounge - like a dried corpse, without any moisture, not as handsome as in the day, but showing the ferocious appearance of a skeleton.

Wearing tattered clothes, the withered and broken prince stood guard at the door of the lounge, his eyes lowered, and the two shriveled eyeballs in the dark eye holes were unfocused.

Only the rising aura of the abyss violently ravaged the surrounding space, twisting the air and turning it into a lens-like effect.

Huai Shi let go and looked behind the door in shock.

Oh my god, didn’t you say everyone was asleep? Why is there still someone keeping vigil?

What the hell should I do?

Satomi Kohaku took out a map and signaled to Huai Shi: Are there any other passages? Ventilation ducts and drains will also work.

Huaishi shook his head.

There are other passages, but each passage is marked with absolutely dangerous signs. The kitten has reminded it several times: You must never go through passages marked with danger signs, otherwise you will be responsible for the consequences.

What to do?

Several people exchanged glances, and in the end they could only make a firm decision: cold salad!

If someone is keeping vigil, it proves that the current princes are indeed as the kitten said, falling into a weak state because of breaking the rules, and the others are most likely to fall into a deep sleep.

As long as the lonely prince guarding the door is dealt with, the rest will be easy to handle.

But how to solve it?

When the beating started, there would be a lot of ringing, and no matter how hard he slept, the long-haired prince only had to separate a strand of his hair and slap him twice, and he would wake up anyway.

‘Destroy him instantly. ’

Ansali rubbed the oil lamp, forming a line of writing in the air, and stared at the two people in front of him: Is there anything you can do?

Satomi Kohaku shook his head. Even though Satomi's family has been Chinese for generations, she is a woman after all. Although she has only a killing move, it may not be useful against the prince.

Huai Shi hesitated for a moment, nodded, and wrote another line of big words: I have a move that may work, but it needs to be read.

Ansari, a Persian, was stunned for a long time before he understood what his metaphor meant, and then asked again: How long?

'At least five seconds. ‘

Huai Shi replied with a sigh.

Five seconds, where is this Roman time?

Sometimes duels are over in one second, five seconds? Five seconds is enough for the person opposite to kill him dozens of times. If the corpses are piled together, you might be able to get a VIP membership card for the Chengnan Crematorium.

The corner of Ansali's mouth twitched, and his expression hesitated.

After a long while, he sighed and the smoke changed.

‘Three seconds’.

He said, ‘It can’t take longer, can it be faster? ’

Huaishi shook his head.

In three seconds, he can't guarantee success. If he makes a mistake, everyone will have to deliver food.

If you gamble rashly, you will only lose more miserably.

No matter how good the equipment is, it is not as precious as life. It is not shameful to give up and turn back at this time.

Satomi Kohaku suddenly raised his hand and gestured helplessly.

‘Leave the rest to me. ’

She continued to gesture, 'Two seconds, I can do it. ’

Huai Shi glanced at the two of them, hesitated for a long time, and finally nodded slowly.

Give it a try and turn your bicycle into a motorcycle.

Who doesn’t want to trade their motorcycle for a Land Rover?

After making up his mind, he raised his eyes and looked over again: Are you ready? When I'm ready, I'll start the monster.

After getting a definite answer, Huai Shi turned around, reached out, pressed on the door, took a deep breath, and pushed the door open.

In the deep voice, facing the countless long hairs that were awakened, Huai Shi took a step, stood still, stared at the withered face that suddenly lifted up among the countless long hairs, and smoothed his hair.

Smile.

"Brother, do you need service?"

In a moment of astonishment, Huai Shi raised her hand, and a chain bursting with sparks flew out of the air. In an instant, all the dancing long hair was mixed together, and finally it was randomly wrapped around the prince's body.

Immediately afterwards, a big man in a turban wearing a white burqa jumped out from behind him.

He raised the oil lamp in his hand towards the prince, and colorful black spewed out from it, frantically extracting Ansari's essence. In the end, a huge figure emerged from the smoke of the oil lamp.

His upper body is burly and his hair is braided, while his lower body is completely a ball of smoke.

But his face looked completely different from that of Ansali after he had grown a beard!

Relying on the power of the dark country in the oil lamp as a sustenance, Ansali actually directly manifested his soul from the oil lamp using smoke as a carrier.

Immediately afterwards, the stigmata awakened.

Just above the smoke incarnation of the lantern, the colorful darkness suddenly stirred. Following Ansari's movements, he suddenly pulled off, as if tearing off a piece of clothing, tearing off the darkness like a curtain. Reveal pure light.

With a wave of his hand, the curtain of darkness was thrown towards the long-haired prince.

In an instant, it covered his face.

Under the cover of the roller blind, the darkness squirmed like a living thing, encroaching inward along the mouth, nose and every pore.

In the inheritance of Zoroaster's genealogy, this world is a battlefield between good gods and evil gods, and mortals are just the dust and residue erupted from the collision of divine powers.

Therefore, the factors of the five bright sons created by the King of Light and the five types of demons in the Kingdom of Darkness are inherently present in the consciousness of mortals.

And now, with the help of this stigmata relic, Ansali uses the power of the dark country as a factor to forcibly peel out the five types of demons from his soul.

As a result, he himself has the talents of being endowed, enlightened, wise and insightful, and the darkness he peels off is the essence of the five types of demons, which are the pure curses of ignorance, confusion, impurity, destruction and so on.

The ability to be transformed into a pure vacuum and clothed with five types of demons can only be displayed at the fourth level. Now, even with the help of the stigmata relics, it is still difficult to achieve the goal for a long time.

And it will also cause considerable damage to the soul.

If his two teammates weren't powerful enough, he would never risk using this move.

Now, once the cloak of darkness is covered, the place covered will undoubtedly become a kingdom of darkness. The prince's consciousness has been forced into a cage composed of mist, karma fire, foehn, venom and darkness.

Immediately afterwards, the cage began to vibrate rapidly.

As the hair between the countless chains struggled wildly, the dark clothes covering the prince's body were constantly turbulent, constantly disintegrating and then closing again amidst the impact.

Huai Shi took a deep breath.

Five, four, three...

Three seconds pass in a blink of an eye.