Eight hours ago, at midnight, the bright moon was in the sky.
There were dead trees on both sides of the road covered with fallen leaves and dirt, and the surging cold wind roared like a howl. On the edge of the steep cliff, there is an irregular black shadow. It is the ruins of an old castle. It is so old that it cannot be traced. Under the erosion of the sea wind and time, the roof ridge has collapsed and is in pieces, and there is a sense of depression. The coldness of vicissitudes of life.
The sea water is constantly beating against the reefs and washing away the cliffs below the ruins. Now is the time of high tide, and the waves are rolling. In the fierce collision, the water splashes onto the cliffs and wets the walls of the castle.
Under the noisy and quiet night, a group of black figures wearing cloaks set foot on the stone road to the ruins. The bright moonlight illuminated their figures. They walked quickly and silently. Every time they took a step, there would be a sound. The crow landed on the branches of the dead tree, and its scarlet eyes looked at the ruins of the ancient castle in the distance, revealing a strange light.
The leading shadow held an ancient compass in his hand. The compass had only two needles, one red and one black, overlapping and pointing straight to the castle ahead.
When they walked into the ruins and walked through the gravel and moss, the two pointers suddenly separated. The red continued to point forward, while the black began to rotate slowly.
Pausing, the shadow looked around, followed the stairs leading underground, and walked under the castle.
Inside the dark and damp stairs, a huge boulder lay across the front, blocking the way forward.
The black shadow did not slow down because of the boulder in front of him. As he walked towards the stone, he raised his left hand covered with rings and chanted in a low voice. The gold ring on his index finger slowly lit up the green ghost. Light.
An invisible force enveloped the entire team, and their figures became illusory and transparent, as if they had entered another layer of space and passed through stone.
A few minutes later, they arrived at the very bottom of the castle. It was an empty cellar. The torches on the walls were covered with white cobwebs. The air was filled with the smell of dust. The moonlight could be vaguely seen outside the broken walls. Under the sparkling sea.
"What a great place to sleep..."
Looking at the compass with two needles rotating at high speed, the shadow sighed, put away the compass, raised his left hand again, and recited a spell.
The golden ring on the middle finger activated, the ground began to tremble, dust fell, and the silent castle seemed to come alive at this moment. The stone bricks broke free from their restraints, and floated piece by piece. The magic circle hidden underground was activated, and the giant A large amount of mercury mixed with mercury vapor spurted out, like silver blood, rushing toward the cloaked enemies like lightning.
But they jumped into the air, and their illusory and translucent bodies were not afraid of their attacks at all. The black shadow watched this scene quietly, with an expressionless face and indifferent eyes, as if admiring the last struggle of the dying person.
A ray of red light rose from the ground to the sky, crashed through the stone wall of the old castle, rushed into the sky, and burned to send a warning. This seemed to be its last resort...
The crow waiting on the dead branch suddenly fluttered its wings and took off. It rushed towards the red light without fear of death, blocking the light it emitted with its body. The red light began to struggle, trying to get rid of the crowd of crows. A crow was caught by it. The light penetrated, and another crow would block the gap, constantly consuming the power of the red light. Blood fell like heavy rain, dyeing the sky red.
In the end, the red light gradually dissipated. It exhausted all its strength and burned its last strength, revealing an illusory head, looking at the bright moon in the horizon, with eyes full of sadness, wanting to do something, but unable to do anything.
"The heroic God-Slayer, Nansgeer who will seal the devil even after death..."
Below the castle, in the hands of the black shadow, blood gathered, and a red-black spear appeared: "The last era is over. Your demise indicates the arrival of a new era. The ancient gods will not perish. Yours All efforts are just a desperate struggle."
The spear was thrown, instantly piercing the head and exploding into a ball of blood.
"The inheritance has been cut off, this time..."
The shadow said softly: "No one will mourn your achievements anymore, and history will be sealed forever."
After the red light was extinguished, a giant silver coffin emerged from the gushing mercury and mercury vapor. The surface of the coffin was engraved with lines of ancient secret texts, which were tightly matched and perfect. It was simply the pinnacle of handicrafts, as if it had been built by itself. At first, I had no intention of opening it again.
With a wave of his hand, purple flames rose out of thin air, tightly wrapping the silver coffin and burning it. In the blink of an eye, the silver began to melt, and large amounts of hot silver paste dripped down and mixed into the mercury, making a hissing sound.
The outer coffin made of silver collapsed instantly, like a girl taking off her gauze, revealing the transparent and smooth crystal coffin inside.
Inside the crystal coffin, lay a mummy whose head was severed by a sharp blade. Silver nails were embedded deeply into its limbs and chest, firmly fixing it to the bottom of the coffin. A line was engraved on the surface of each nail. cipher text.
That's its name - Yingol.
"ring."
At the command of the black shadow, a figure walked out from behind the team, took out a gold ring inlaid with green agate, and handed it over respectfully.
If Mr. Sean were present, he would definitely recognize at a glance that this gold ring originally belonged to Sir Antoine!
"It's been two thousand years... The time of slumber is over. It's time for you to wake up from silence and complete the mission given to you by the ancient gods, the great Lord of the Blood Tribe - Yin Geer."
Sir Antoine's gold ring was placed in the circular groove above the crystal coffin. Then, the black shadow held the crystal coffin and recited a spell. The gold ring integrated with the coffin lid is necessary to run the magic circle. The key, power is transmitted through it, and the green light flows through it, like the roots of a tree, spreading, covering the crystal coffin layer by layer.
Card...
There was a crisp sound, a crack appeared on the surface of the crystal coffin, the seal was opened, the coffin lid slowly opened, and the mummy covered with silver nails returned to the world.
Holding the silver nails engraved with cipher text, the shadow pulled them out one by one and threw them to the ground. However, the mummy showed no reaction and was lifeless, as if it had already died.
"It's so cruel..."
The black shadow stroked the hollow chest of the mummy and said in a calm voice: "They dug out your heart, poured mercury into your eyes, and wanted to kill you completely... But you are the great Lord of the Vampire Clan. How could the volume created by the ancient gods be killed so easily?"
The crow's blood flowed into the cellar along the hole pierced by the red light, dripped on the mummy's body, and disappeared instantly, as if it had been absorbed.
"Not enough, not enough..."
The black shadow waved its arms and perched on the branch. The remaining crows suddenly became violent. They flapped their wings and flew high to the entrance of the cave. They screamed and bit each other, biting the throats of their companions. The scattered black feathers were mixed. A large amount of blood fell from the sky, washing the mummy over and over again...
After absorbing a large amount of blood, the skin of the mummy gradually became plump, and the shriveled chest began to swell, and strands of flesh twisted like maggots were born, just like the desolate land blown by the spring breeze, and life quickly appeared.
"If possible, I would like to have a long-awaited conversation with you, but I can't..."
The black shadow gently touched the other person's cheek that had grown skin, and his eyes were trembling: "I must take away your memory. This is the order of the ancient god. No one can violate it, Yin Ge... Yin Ge... please Follow the guidance of fate, and someone will come to you... See you on the day of success."
The gold ring on the ring finger exudes a faint green light. Every time it is touched, a strand of white silk thread is pulled out from Yin Geer's brain and stored. After all this is done...
The black shadow lowered his head and kissed the lips of the handsome man in the coffin, straightened up, took out the compass, and left the cellar with the others who were watching silently, and continued to the next destination.
Her mission has just begun.
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