Fang Cheng asked Daisy, "Who are the two remaining distinguished guests?"
Daisy did not answer, but gave it a try: "Let's wait until you meet in person. I won't mention their names."
Fang Cheng did not argue with her, but secretly guessed, could this woman be the mole who left a message for him on the envelope last night?
He thought for a moment and asked, "Did you solve the math problem I gave you last night?"
I thought Daisy would be embarrassed or evasive, but unexpectedly she took out a piece of paper and handed it to Fang Cheng: "This is the answer. Can you see if there are any mistakes or omissions?"
Fang Cheng: "..."
He took the paper, glanced at it, and put it away.
"Very good, I remember you."
A smile immediately appeared on Daisy's face.
Under her leadership, Fang Cheng quickly arrived at a circular room.
The room was large, surrounded by uneven stone walls, hung with several pictures, and had only one window leading to the balcony.
In the middle is a huge round table, with the light of a chandelier falling from the top like daylight.
When Fang Cheng came in, the others were already there.
He looked around and found that as the night passed, the favorability of this group of people towards him had improved.
Peng Jie added a few positive points, while the others added a few negative points.
It seems that the face-to-face cheating gamble last night made this group of people suffer more and more losses after going back.
Despite the unkind eyes, Fang Cheng sat down calmly.
Although Peng Jie was sitting next to him, he did not take the initiative to talk to him in order to avoid suspicion.
Instead, Dracula smiled and said, "Mr. Fang, how was your rest last night?"
Fang Cheng yawned: "It's not bad."
Fortunately, his waist is made of iron, otherwise he would be exhausted sooner or later: "You said the other two distinguished guests have arrived, where are they?"
"Please wait a moment, you'll be there soon."
Fang Cheng's surveillance eyes were all over the city, and he didn't feel any strangers approaching.
The round table became quiet, and suddenly, everyone felt that the temperature was dropping.
A faint mist filled in from outside the window and door, making the whole room hazy in the blink of an eye.
There were various strange movements vaguely appearing in the mist, accompanied by looming figures shaking.
The strong evil spirit spreads with the fog, and there are groups of monsters in the fog.
This is Brown's Castle, Dracula's lair, and a monster actually comes here to go shopping. It's really life-threatening.
Dracula was not offended and continued to maintain his demeanor.
Instead, Apollonius snorted coldly.
The monsters in the mist quickly disappeared, and then the sound of horse hooves sounded outside the door.
An extremely tall horse appeared out of the mist.
The horse was completely black, with eyes that were burning like flames, and was surrounded by the aura of death.
Sitting on the horse was a tall figure wearing a cloak and armor.
The area from the neck up was empty.
This unique shape immediately reminds people of his identity - the Headless Horseman.
The Headless Horseman holds the reins in his right hand and holds a head in his other hand.
The face and skin of the head are like moldy cheese, with a big mouth and big compound eyes like flies.
Dracula did not stand up, but smiled and said: "Welcome, Dulahan, please sit down."
The Headless Horseman looked around with his head clamped around his waist, then lifted his legs to dismount and sat on an unoccupied seat.
The undead black horse behind him quickly disappeared along with the mist.
Dracula enthusiastically introduced to him the identities of everyone present.
Whether it was an illusion or not, when he was introduced to Fang Cheng, he felt something was wrong with the way the Headless Horseman looked at him.
He looked at the Headless Horseman's data.
Name: Duralhan
Level: 98
Sex: Male
Type: undead
Favorability: -30
There are so many monsters, why do they think so favorably of me?
Fang Cheng subconsciously touched his face. Did this group of people have any special discrimination against handsome guys?
It was obviously the first time they met, but they were already hostile to each other without even saying a word.
Fang Cheng was confused for the first time by his beloved face.
After the Headless Horseman sat down, there was a sudden loud bang.
A huge coffin flew in through the window and hit the balcony, shaking the entire floor.
This is a square stone coffin, carved with a large number of inscriptions and pictures, full of ancient Egyptian style.
Fang Cheng couldn't help calling Peng Jie from the bottom of his heart: "Hey, why did your kind bring the bed?"
Peng Jie was speechless: "I am a zombie, not the same species as a mummy."
"I don't think there is any difference."
While the two were conversing in their hearts, the lid of the sarcophagus was pushed open and rolled aside.
A bandaged hand reached out and grasped the edge.
Then, the owner of the sarcophagus sat up from inside.
Fang Cheng originally expected to see a mummy covered with bandages, but instead he saw the other person wearing a gold mask and silk clothes.
The mask is made of gold foil, inlaid with gems and colored glass, and is decorated with eagles and cobras on the forehead. It is roughly the same as the Pharaoh's mask, but there are differences in details.
Silk was not produced in ancient Egypt, so the silk clothes on this mummy were probably custom-made in modern times.
The mummy turned over and left the sarcophagus, sitting nearby on the empty seat next to Fang Cheng.
Fang Cheng turned to glance at him, and the other party also turned to look over.
Even though he was separated by a mask, Fang Cheng could clearly feel the other person's gaze falling on his face through the mask.
He took the opportunity to take a look at the opponent's attributes.
Name: Imhotep
Level: 97
Sex: Male
Type: Mummy
Favorability: 2
Fang Cheng was immediately shocked.
Not because of the name, but because the other party actually has two points of affection for him.
The two points of favorability should be brought about by his face. This is also the second person besides Peng Jie who has no favorability points towards him.
Boy, this is a friend to make.
Dracula welcomed Imhotep and then introduced everyone's identities to each other.
Imhotep was a very famous figure in the history of ancient Egypt. He was a prime minister, a priest, a writer, and a doctor. He was also the founder of ancient Egyptian astronomy and architecture.
But his greatest achievement was to pioneer the practice of taking out internal organs and mummifying them, and he was also the designer of the stepped pyramid.
Simply put, Imhotep is the ancestor of all mummies. Of course, he was buried as a mummy after his death and became a god in ancient Egyptian legends.
When Dracula introduced Fang Cheng's identity, Fang Cheng found that Imhotep's favorability towards him suddenly changed.
From 2 to -25, a good impression suddenly turned into hostility.
Fang Cheng's mood suddenly worsened.
What a stinky fish and rotten shrimp mummy, how can I be friends with you?
At the same time, he also realized that the negative impression this group of people had on him should not be because of his face, but because of his identity. Otherwise, Imhotep's attitude would immediately change after hearing his identity.
It's just that he didn't seem to have done anything evil, and he even killed the death knight of the undead nemesis.
Even if you are not grateful to me, why are you still hostile to me?
Fang Cheng had a vague guess in his mind that the reason might be Dracula.
After Imhotep arrived, the eight seats at the round table were filled and everyone was present.
This round table is now filled with the top characters of undead monsters.
Although the quantity is small, the gold content is very high.
In addition, Fang Cheng has five disaster levels, and there are three more that are just one step away.
No wonder the total number of monsters that have to die is not large, but they can become one of the three major categories. The reason is that the high-end force is too strong.
After all the guests arrived, Dracula finally got to the point.
"The purpose of inviting you to this party this time is mainly to discuss three issues, the threat of the evil god, the mother's body, and the competition in the kingdom of the undead. You should have already noticed that we are different from the evil god..."
Dracula talked endlessly, and the content was about the three forces on the earth today.
These secrets that Fang Cheng had worked so hard to collect were not unique to him.
There are some old monsters present, who have survived much longer than Fang Cheng. It is normal to know these secrets, but it is strange not to know.
Everyone came all the way here after hearing that Dracula had secret information.
I want to hear some solid information from his mouth instead of talking nonsense.
The Headless Horseman reached out and knocked on the table, holding his head in his hands and said: "If what you mean by secrets is these things, then my time here is in vain."
These words were really rude, and Fang Cheng noticed that the Headless Horseman was probably not less hostile to Dracula.
Dracula was not angry, but smiled slightly: "Sorry, let's get to the point right away. As you all know, the evil gods have always wanted to leave the subspace and come to the earth, but have you found that it is getting easier and easier for them to come?"
The round table was silent for a while, and then Imhotep said: "That's true."
The legend that belongs to him here is the oldest, and theoretically will live longer.
"In my time, the cultists could only draw on subtle power from the evil gods. They were just a group of ants that could be easily exterminated. But after my death, they have grown to the point where they cannot be eradicated."
Joyce also interjected: "The Dark Night Secret Society has recently dealt with several incidents involving cults. The power of the evil god that a cult with a few hundred people can rely on is already quite terrifying."
Everyone here can relate to it. The spread of cults is getting worse and worse, and the arrival of evil gods is becoming more frequent.
Fang Cheng has recently experienced the arrival of evil gods twice in North America and the subspace, one was successful and the other was unsuccessful, so he has quite a say.
However, there were too many people here who were hostile to him, so he remained silent for the time being.
"Everyone, do you know why the difficulty of the evil god's coming is getting lower and lower?"
Dracula didn't wait for anyone to answer, then said: "Because the cracks connecting the subspace to the earth are getting bigger and bigger."
It’s not like no one has considered this possibility, but Dracula said it in a positive tone.
Aziz stared at him: "Where is the evidence?"
Dracula replied: "I have personally tested it. Compared with a hundred years ago, the difficulty of opening subspace has dropped many times, and the expanding cracks are also shocking."
