night.
In a certain room in the castle, Xiao Zhimiao looked at the dim ceiling without feeling sleepy.
A steady sound of breathing sounded in her ears, and she turned her head to look. It was a red dragon sleeping under the sofa.
Not long after Modu fell asleep, he transformed from human form into a red dragon and rolled down from the sofa.
He had a big heart and slept without any burden.
She thought he hated being on guard against her so much that he would be very wary.
As a result, after having dinner with Bobo Mag in the hall, he came back and fell asleep.
She even suspected that Bobomag had given him an illusion or some kind of drug.
But his resistance to illusions is very high, and it is impossible to fall into illusions. There is no psychological burden at all, and he falls asleep with peace of mind.
She tossed and turned on the bed, thinking about the conversation between Bobo Mag and her today.
About her lineage, her life experience, her parents.
When Bobo Mag found out about her parents, the surprise on her face didn't seem staged.
But she suddenly stopped talking, not intending to tell her anything about her life experience.
Bobo Mag's abrupt words aroused her curiosity.
Now Bobo Mag's performance made her know that she might have a secret, but she didn't know this secret.
Xiao Zhimiao doesn't like having some uncertainties about herself, which makes her uneasy.
After lying on the bed for a while, she heard the faint sound coming from the castle and sat up.
This castle has been very lively since she entered. Bobo Mag took her from the main hall to the side hall for dining. There were players talking and laughing everywhere, as well as all kinds of handsome men approaching her.
After the meal, there was a drinking party.
She said she was a little tired, so Bobo Mag asked someone to take her to this room to rest.
Listening to the sounds coming from outside, the noisy voices were accompanied by the sound of music, it seemed that the reception was not over yet.
She got up and walked to the door and opened it.
The corridor was dim, with candles lit on both sides swaying slightly. The corridor was wide and the top was built very high. When you looked up, you saw a depth spreading into the darkness. The light of the candles spread out and could not be fully illuminated.
There were no people on either side of the corridor, except for the occasional figure illuminated by candlelight who passed by at the right end of the corridor.
She looked to the left. Under the dim light, she could only vaguely see the stairs going down at the end.
She currently lives on the second floor, and down to the lobby on the first floor.
She stood at the door and looked for a while, then took out a lighting lantern from her storage bracelet and walked to the left.
As soon as she left, Modu, who was sleeping next to the sofa, turned over and opened his eyes.
Xiao Zhimiao walked down the stairs. After going down two flights of stairs, the noisy sound of the reception became clearer. She stood at the stairs on the first floor. There were corridors on her left, right and in front, leading to various places. rooms and halls.
The lights are bright at the end of the corridor on the left, and you can see the crowds of people drinking and drinking. They are all dressed in gorgeous clothes and full of smiles.
There was an intersection at the end of the corridor in front of her. Servants kept walking back and forth from the corridors on both sides of the intersection, holding the food and drinks needed for the banquet in their hands.
In the light of the candles, their shadows were cast on the wall.
Each shadow has a different shape, with all kinds of strange head shapes, long horns of various shapes on the head, some with tails on their backs, sharp claws on their hands and feet...
These are all monsters that have transformed into human forms.
Xiao Zhimiao stared at them for a while. Amidst the noise, she heard a clear and ethereal sound in her ears, like the sound of chains coming from an empty room, tapping of steel bars or The sound of iron.
She listened carefully and turned around.
Behind her, there is a staircase going down.
She looked down and saw that except for candle lamps hanging on the walls on the first and second floors, there were no lighting tools placed on the stairs further down.
Under the illumination of the light, she could see only four or five levels of the stairs, and then they disappeared into darkness, and she could no longer see the bottom.
The knocking sound was still coming intermittently from below. Just as she was thinking about whether to go down and take a look, she heard a sound of metal shaking and knocking coming from behind, mixed with loud curses.
"Let me out! You disgusting monsters!"
"If you dare to touch me, I will kill you!"
The voice was very familiar. Xiao Zhimiao turned around in surprise and saw the attendants at the end of the corridor pushing an iron cage past and heading towards the living room in front.
At just one glance, she saw a familiar profile face.
It's Aman.
Why is she here?
Xiao Zhimiao looked at the corridor where the servants were carrying food. Now they were all pushing iron cages, and the players were locked inside.
Aman's angry curses continued, and Xiao Zhimiao immediately went to the corridor on the left and entered the banquet hall.
There was a circle of tables set up in the hall, with food and drinks on them. It looked like a normal banquet.
At this time, the lively crowd all stood around and gave up the space in the middle.
Xiao Zhimiao mingled in the crowd and watched the attendants push the iron cages one by one into the middle.
The players in the iron cage looked around in horror.
Some of these players have outstanding looks, and some are more ordinary. Overall, they don't look like Bobomag's taste.
She asked a pretty female player next to her: "What is that?"
The female player turned to look at her, saw her beautiful appearance, and said, "Are you new here?"
Xiao Zhimiao: "Yes, just arrived."
The female player raised her red lips and looked towards the center of the hall: "That's the main dish tonight."
Main dish?
Xiao Zhimiao looked at Bobomag who was sitting on the throne above.
She had long, slightly curly black hair, wore a light blue gauze skirt, was barefoot, and leaned lazily on the chest of a handsome man, showing off her stunning charm.
Her opal-like purple eyes glanced into the hall, and the hall immediately fell silent.
Only Aman was left, who was still shouting and scolding.
She raised her hand and touched one of the cages.
The attendant opened the cage, and the male player inside huddled inside and did not dare to come out. Popomag hooked his finger, and the player was entangled in the black dark magic and pulled him out of the cage.
Bobo Mag loosened his grip and the male player fell to the ground.
A black magic circle mixed with crimson light lit up from under him.
A force that made Xiao Zhimiao's heart palpitate came from the magic circle. She watched the male player just get up from the ground, and the white magic power that snaked out of the magic circle was condensed into a rope shape and pierced into the body.
The male player screamed in pain, and the same white light kept overflowing from his body, immersing himself in the magic circle.
Xiao Zhimiao looked at Popomag with a look of enjoyment on his face and sighed.
But within a moment, the male player in the magic circle fell to the ground silently, his body shriveled up like a mummy.
Xiao Zhimiao saw a light blue shadow floating out of his body, which was the soul of the male player.
The soul struggled to escape from the magic circle, but was eventually sucked into it.
"Too few." Popomag frowned slightly, a little dissatisfied.
Several more players were released at the same time. They struggled to escape, but in this place, they couldn't use magic at all.
They can only be sucked out of their magic and vitality in this evil magic circle, and even their souls are sucked into the magic circle.
After the magic circle sucked the players dry, the crystal white light overflowed. Everyone in the hall was covered by this magic power, showing indescribable excitement.
They are enjoying the intertwined taste of soul and magic.
Xiao Zhimiao looked at the situation in the hall and was sure that the players in the cage were the nutrients raised by Bobomag.
Or they were captured from other places, because besides Aman, there were several players who were as angry as her.
However, the players who were locked in the cage looked sober and were not confused by the illusion.
Popomag could use illusions to confuse them, but he kept them awake and clearly felt the pain.
She's enjoying the player's pain.
Aman finally calmed down when he saw the scene in front of him. Although he was scared, he still stared at Bobomag fiercely.
"Okay, the rest is yours."
Popomag hooked the chin of the man next to him and kissed him, then issued a death order to the remaining players in the cage.
At this moment, she looked like a goblin that sucked human essence.
All the players in the hall cheered and released all the players in the cages.
The magic circle that sucks magic power and souls covers the entire hall, and the players have no chance to escape.
Xiao Zhimiao saw Aman struggling in the magic circle. The magic circle was activated, and the white magic power snaked out and was about to penetrate into her body.
A crimson arrow fell into the magic circle, and the crimson magic spread instantly from the array. The huge impact knocked everyone onlookers to the ground, and the magic circle was also interrupted.
At this time, there was only one figure standing in the hall.
Everyone wanted to get up, but they were all suppressed by the weird crimson magic power and couldn't get up.
"Tick-tock..."
There was a small sound of water droplets in the quiet hall.
That was the blood dripping from Xiao Zhimiao's wrist.
Aman felt the familiar crimson magic power, looked up from the ground, and saw a familiar face.
"Xiao Zhimiao?!"
Xiao Zhimiao held the long bow emitting black mist, looked past Aman's shocked face, and looked at Bobomag in the seat.
There was a faint smile on Popomag's lips, as if she was not surprised by what Xiao Zhimiao did.
"I told you, don't use blood spells for everything. How much blood do you have enough for you?"
As she said that, she glanced down and said, "You can tell me who you want."
There was a hint of helplessness in her tone, and she looked at her like an elder looking at a junior.
Xiao Zhimiao shook his hand, took out a healing bandage from the storage bracelet, and wrapped it around his hand. The bandage with the cursed seal shimmered, and the wound on his hand stopped healing immediately.
"I can't help it. Your forbidden magic seal is too powerful. All I can use is the blood spell."
Her blood spell is not affected by any magic-forbidden spells. For her, blood spell is her panacea.
Popmag held her head and looked at her, "Tell me, which one do you want?"
Xiao Zhimiao focused his attention on Aman.
