Chapter 1192 Some Clues

Abandoned aristocratic mansions, collapsed corridors exuding a musty smell, the whispers of the undead from deep underground, and the strange cold wind passing through the halls - although Hao Ren felt that the undead hiding here seemed to have an unusual style of painting, but other things All the conditions were met, and all the standard scenes in supernatural movies were complete. Walking in the crumbling corridor, he still felt a bit eerie.

What's even more eerie is that when everyone steps into the ancient house, the surrounding environment quietly changes.

When Hao Ren noticed, the light outside had darkened at some point.

He found that the corridor had become dark, so he raised his head to observe the sky through the holes in the corridor wall. However, the sunny day that had been clear just now was now overcast, with dark clouds hanging down from all sides like thick ink, and the sky was so dark that it was almost dusk.

A gust of cold wind blew from nowhere, and Lily's hair stood on end. She instantly turned into a werewolf, looking around with her claws of ice and fire: "Landlord, I think this situation is getting more and more abnormal... That Are the undead planning to trick us?"

"She still refuses to show up," Vivian frowned. "We already know that this kind of pretense is ineffective against us, but she still hides it so stubbornly... I don't know what this undead wants to do."

The sky continues to darken, the thick clouds have completely closed, the forest outside the ancient house is covered in darkness, and becomes shadowy like a ghost, and the voice from deep underground once again floats: "...I have no intention of harming you, I have never set a trap, but you have already stepped on that border, and now it is too late to look back... Just take care of yourself..."

After leaving these last words, the voice of the undead disappeared as faintly as when it first appeared, and never sounded again.

"It seems that this is not the work of the undead," Hesperius looked at the sky outside, "and such a large-scale change in the sky... can only be the result of the activation of some kind of secret realm. It seems that we have fallen into a new layer. The secret realm.”

"I just hate this kind of nonsense. Why are all the supernatural relics left from the ancient times so troublesome?" Hao Ren frowned and muttered, "Everyone should just order more. Each one has as many tricks as they can. Show them all, and then wipe out the grudges in one shot, and that's it."

Lily gave Hao Ren a strange look: "Landlord, your tendency to explode is getting worse and worse. Did you get it from meeting the goddess too many times?"

Hao Ren scratched his hair awkwardly, turned around and continued walking deeper into the ancient house.

They entered the part of the main house that had not collapsed. After confirming that the building structure here was still solid, Hao Ren released an autonomous machine and asked it to check the second floor that might collapse at any time. He led others to search on the first floor. clue.

The data terminal floats at the front of the team. It emits a scanning beam, constantly detecting every corridor and room it passes by, and uses high-speed calculations to restore the appearance of these structures back then. Two hundred years of wind and rain have almost completely destroyed the original appearance of the house, but as long as the frame remains, the data terminal can still perform up to 80% restoration operations. It back-projects the calculated original image onto the surrounding charred ruins. As the team advanced, within two meters in front and back of Hao Ren, one could see the appearance of this ancient house.

On both sides of the corridor, there used to be two rows of portraits hanging. The portraits were of men and women wearing aristocratic costumes. They should be members of the family or the patriarchs of the past generations. The corridor was originally paved with gorgeous velvet carpets, but now the carpets and floors are It had been destroyed by a fire; a corner table filled with silverware had been displayed in the corner of the corridor, but it was not a magical item used for rituals.

Hao Ren slowed down and carefully observed any possible clues as he walked. At this moment, a flash of red suddenly caught his attention.

"Stop and scan this place."

He stopped at the end of the corridor and pointed to a blurry red patch in the corner of the wall. The edge of the red patch showed a jittery sharp border. This was caused by "pixelation" caused by the data terminal not accurately calculating this area. After Hao Ren issued the order, the data terminal immediately switched the calculation weight. The surrounding holographic images faded like water, and the red area on the charred corridor wall quickly became clear.

"The restoration accuracy is being improved...the component is confirmed to be blood, and image processing is completed."

As the voice of the data terminal fell, the bloodstains in the corner became clear. It was a line of text, which seemed to have been written in a hurry:

"...It's coming out, it's coming out, it's coming out..."

A line of text is filled with such repeated words, and the twisted and trembling handwriting seems to show the extreme fear of the writer at that time.

"It's coming out..." Hao Ren subconsciously repeated, "What does this refer to?"

"Perhaps it is the thing that is really trapped in that village," Hesperius said. "Didn't we guess that? That village is like a cage, and probably some very dangerous power is really trapped in that cage. "

"It's a pity that the undead just now is silent now," Hao Ren shook his head, "Terminal, can you find the location of the undead?"

The voice of the data terminal was a little helpless: "There are everywhere. She may have symbiotically with this land. Her energy fluctuations can be found everywhere, but there is no clear core. Now she is unwilling to take the initiative to speak. I think unless you are here Put a space-exploding bomb here, otherwise there is no way to force her out."

Hao Ren thought about it, but still didn't implement this tempting-sounding plan...

At this moment, Lily suddenly raised her head, stared in a certain direction and shrugged her nose.

Vivian glanced at her: "What did you find?"

"Bones!" Lily looked at the corner with bright eyes, then ran over and writhed under a pile of collapsed debris.

Soon, she dug out a charred black skeleton from under a pile of tiles and wooden boards.

Looking at the results she dug out, the husky girl curled her lips and said, "Tch, I was looking forward to this in vain."

"It's not completely corrupted in such an environment?" Vivian looked at the unrecognizable remains in surprise. Her focus was obviously different from the husky's. "Maybe this belongs to the owner of the house... for more than two hundred years. A family member of the former nobleman?"

Hao Ren frowned and squatted down next to the skeleton. Although he didn't have high hopes, he still expected to find some relics of the other party. What was surprising was that there were actually preserved relics: underneath this skeletal body, Pressing on a book that has been burned two-thirds!

He carefully pulled out the book. His first thought was that the material of the book was suspicious: it had experienced fire, and then experienced the decay and weathering of two worlds in a humid and warm environment like the forest. After experiencing all this, There is still a considerable part of this thing preserved? !

Vivian checked the material of the booklet, and she immediately realized that this thing was not ordinary paper. After casting a small spell, she confirmed that it was an enchanted black goatskin.

"A real magic book," Vivian twisted the blackened fragments with her fingers. "Although it has been burned like this, it can still resist weathering and corrosion. The processing method of this thing is very strange... I don't remember which wizard school it is. Black goatskin is processed this way.”

"It seems that the noble family did have genuine products back then," Hesperius said softly, "How many translations can be made?"

The manual was badly burned, with only one-third remaining, and half of it was still intermittent pictures and symbols that had completely lost their meaning. However, the data terminal still tried its best to restore part of the text. Everyone discovered that this manual was actually a Something like a notebook.

Using a precious magic book to write a diary suddenly made Hao Ren have a huge doubt: Was the family that built this house really an ordinary human family?

At the beginning of the manual, it seems to record the situation when this "family" just moved here:

"... After a long journey, we finally arrived at this place... We still have to hide our traces to prevent being discovered by the cult. These are really difficult days, but no matter what, we have made a decision, and there is no way to regret it. Already...

"...This is a place with very active magical energy. Perhaps that artifact is gradually changing the environment here...

"...Successfully found... He is now aliased as Fernand, living in seclusion in a small village in the forest... After contacting Hercules, he found that his condition was extremely bad, and the backlash of that power was about to... He was at the border Struggling, no wonder they sent us a letter asking for help..."

This is what can be deciphered from the first few pages of the manual. Although it is intermittent, it contains the most crucial information. After reading this, Hao Ren and his party looked at each other in confusion. It took a long time for Vivian to speak: "What Pierre investigated is indeed quite wrong."

"This family seems to have known Hercules' true identity from the beginning!" Hesperus said with disbelief in his tone, "They are here for Hercules!"

Lily blinked: "And it sounds like Hercules summoned them here on his own initiative."

Hao Ren pointed to a sentence on the restored text: "I am more concerned about this sentence: This family seems to be still being tracked. They said they want to avoid the 'cult'."

"There are many churches on the earth, but in the world of magic, there is only one order that can be the most feared by people." Vivian breathed out, "The Demon Hunter Order, they are indeed related to the situation here. .”

Hao Ren frowned: "But Bai Huo's information didn't mention this part."

Vivian nodded slightly: "Well, no matter what, let's continue reading."