Chapter 361

Abandoned castle.

The basement door.

Liliat and Dozoren are setting up tents outside the castle.

Aaron came alone to the black iron door engraved with mysterious patterns.

After thinking about it, he still didn't satisfy his "evil spirit" to explore the "evil spirit mausoleum" and planned to go there himself.

At this time before coming to the door, his eyes suddenly turned into pure white, and the spirituality of the 'Yao' phase spread to the iron gate.

"Open!"

He spit out a word in Spiritual Language.

Click!

Click!

The iron locks on the door were opened one by one from top to bottom, appearing very neat.

The pitch-black door burst open, and a gloomy cold wind blew outward.

If it is an ordinary person, if they are blown by this kind of cold wind that contains the "dark" aspect, they will definitely suffer a serious illness, and they will even be easily affected by undead and other bad luck from then on.

Seeing this, Aaron frowned, and he didn't even need to recite the mantra, just a thought, and a pure white and clear brilliance appeared around his body.

This is 'purification'!

Moreover, it is more powerful than the period of the 'Crafter' and 'Shepherd of Light'!

The pitch-black wind suddenly disappeared without a trace, and the temperature in the entire basement entrance area suddenly rose, becoming as warm as spring.

Aaron didn't need a lantern and walked directly into the tomb.

This basement is very large. After remodeling, the walls are engraved with carvings and incantations of various "underworld" phases.

After passing through a not-so-long corridor, Aaron came to the main tomb.

Tread!

Da da!

From the darkness, there were various footsteps and the sounds of body touching and rubbing.

A figure surrounded them from all directions. They were wearing tattered black and white attendant uniforms, their cheeks were emaciated, and some limbs were still mutilated. Their movements were sluggish, like walking corpses.

"Living corpse?"

Seeing this, Aaron frowned: "These are... funeral objects? They're already dead, but they haven't died yet? Otherwise, it should be a group of undead who greeted me enthusiastically."

While he was thinking, the living corpses had already lined up in two neat rows, bowed respectfully, and made a gesture of please.

Nearby, there are pale-cheeked maids, lighting candlesticks on the walls.

Under the flickering of the candlelight, two rows of 'living corpses' lined up to welcome them, and some of them still had signs of decay on their cheeks.

‘How could ordinary people be willing to walk through this situation? '

Aaron complained secretly, but he was still greeted by the 'living corpses' and walked to the middle of the main tomb, in front of a high platform.

On the stage, a coffin can be seen.

The surrounding atmosphere became colder and deeper... An inexplicable will woke up from the coffin...

"Welcome, descendant of Sothoth!"

A cold voice without the slightest emotion sounded.

Black mist gushed out of the coffin, and a human silhouette gradually emerged from the black mist, with a pair of purple eyes, one without emotion, and the other full of malice!

As if stimulated by it, the waiters lined up on both sides raised their heads one after another, with hideous granulation squirming on their skin...

"Ah!"

A series of cracks appeared on Aaron's face, and there seemed to be golden-red magma flowing in it. The flowing magma was full of various mysterious symbols and twisted symbols...

boom!

A round of pure white illusory sun rose directly from the tomb.

Under its wrapping, those zombie-like waiters immediately fell down and turned into real corpses.

Even the pitch-black mist is constantly boiling and evaporating...

"what!"

Tias in the black mist screamed, and the mutilated and mutated soul body could be vaguely seen.

The dazzling sunlight almost wiped it out completely, but at the critical moment, Aaron suddenly stopped and stared at the other party quietly.

"Thank you for your help..." The thin black mist rolled again, and a weak voice came out of it: "Let me re-introduce, I am Tias von Sotos, the speaker of the Green Banyan Council!"

A slightly illusory figure emerged, Tias had a typical green forest appearance, and a pair of purple eyes had suppressed malice at this moment.

He twitched the corners of his mouth, showing a wry smile: "I apologize for my previous behavior, my state is very bad..."

"It's not that it's bad, but that your ritual hasn't been completely completed, and you haven't died completely enough. Those living corpses are the best proof."

Aaron pointed to the fallen bodies.

"In the age of darkness and turmoil, there is a lack of family inheritance. There is no way to do it... I thought I had made up for it." Thias continued with a wry smile and looked at Aaron: "I am very happy that there is another one in the family. You are a rising star, you are good enough to be the speaker, huh?"

The 'evil spirit' looked at Aaron, and his expression suddenly changed: "Your appearance...is very similar to that ancestor!"

"Oh?"

Aaron touched his face: "Didn't it mean that the ancestor did not have a portrait or sculpture left?"

"Naturally, there is no such thing in the secular world. There is only one painting, which was painted by the founding empress of the Fabry Dynasty—Lord Ginny, with extraordinary effects. It has been preserved to this day, and it has been in the hands of our direct descendants!"

Tias turned into a gust of wind and flew into another tomb. Not long after, he rolled up an oil painting and returned to the original place: "Look..."

Aaron took the oil painting, and saw the oil painting with Sothos Castle as the background, and a tall and heroic young man stood in front of him. He had dark curly hair, and his eyes were like the purest purple gemstones.

His face was expressionless, but he just sighed in his heart: "After being bullied by me so many times, sister, you finally managed to trick brother..."

Of course, although the person in the painting is very similar to him, there are still some differences.

At this time, Aaron is like the refined version of the original Earl of Green Forest. The small defects on the face have been made up, and the facial features are harmonious and soft, and they are becoming more and more 'perfect'. This is the external manifestation of a 'perfect person'!

He pondered for a moment before slowly opening his mouth: "I don't know why, maybe it's the blood returning to the ancestors? Maybe I'm the descendant with the secret existence?"

"It's possible!" Thias nodded solemnly.

He didn't think that Aaron was the Earl of Green Forest. After all, although the other person was similar in appearance, he was even more handsome. Moreover, that Earl of Green Forest was of the seventh essence, and this one was only of the fourth essence!

And, there is another possibility, that is, this Aaron Yurgos is a puppet stand-in prepared by that ancestor, or even a resurrection container!

Tias also guessed this possibility, but didn't say it clearly.

He believed that every descendant of Sothos was willing to sacrifice his life for that ancestor!

"Ahem... This oil painting is not bad, so I'll put it away first."

Aaron didn't have the slightest intention of returning the painting, and looked at Tias: "Now... it's time to think about how to solve your problem."