Boom!

A bolt of lightning flashed across the ground, turning the earth pale, and a long and deep shadow was drawn behind the castle standing on the endless wasteland.

Then, with the dull thunder, the world fell into darkness, a darkness without any light, a darkness so oppressive that it was suffocating.

Crack...!

The blackened wick soaked in blood slowly released a shimmering light.

Zhang Yao leaned half against the wall, his eyes narrowed from slightly to fully opened, and he quickly adapted to the sudden change between day and night.

At this time, he immediately tensed up and carefully stared at the area illuminated by the oil lamp to see if another shadow appeared.

According to his past experience.

It gets dark.

A layer of wandering ghosts,

And those unspeakable horrors should all be revived.

Fortunately, his profession gave him basic night vision, so that he would not feel helpless in the dark.

"Let's explore the second floor first... Well, I didn't expect it before. It's not because of fear, but simply because there are no cursed objects and I don't have the confidence... Even if the guest in Room 5 leaves, there is no guarantee that there will be no danger...

What if tenant No. 5 suddenly comes back...

Yes! Shut up!

Brother Leg has figured out its killing pattern, so it’s not a big problem!

The only danger is that I may run into my old sister again... It will definitely be too late to run to Brother Pig, and I don't have a second Ankh...

Then open a guest door and let them fight with each other!

Just choose number one!

It saves me from knocking on my door every night and making it difficult for me to sleep well!"

Zhang Yao consciously thought of a very safe plan.

He immediately took out the cloth strip, filled his mouth, and wrapped it tightly around the back of his head.

...This will also prevent him from getting high without thinking!

Simply perfect!

call!

Zhang Yao raised his foot and stepped lightly, and thick black mist suddenly poured out from the gaps in his armor and quickly filled the surrounding area.

Pairs of scarlet eyes loomed in the black mist, accompanied by low and chaotic murmurs, which seemed to drive people into madness.

Dark touch.

This skill can help Zhang Yao explore hidden things within the range and perceive things that are invisible to sight.

It has a strong restraint effect on units with stealth capabilities.

Moreover, dark energy itself is extremely polluting to conventional creatures, and it can also exert considerable power when dealing with such enemies.

Dark Knight.

This is a profession that controls the power of darkness.

However, for Zhang Yao, the greatest help of releasing the dark sense is that it allows him to grasp the situation around him.

Sense in advance and avoid those strange areas.

With this skill, he could return safely after exploring many unknown areas in the castle.

Except for the weird things like ghosts and portraits of women that have been staring at him.

Dark fog filled the air.

The surrounding scenes gradually formed an outline in Zhang Yao's mind.

"The ghost is not here?"

Zhang Yao looked around strangely.

If it had been in the past, that ghost would have appeared next to him without any warning the moment darkness fell.

"It seems that many unknown changes did occur last night."

He couldn't help but think.

At the same time, the fear of the old sister has also been reduced. It is speculated that she may have been solved by Brother Zhu...

Thump thump thump.

He walked quickly through the building to the second floor of the castle.

As he approached the stairs, he slowed down and listened quietly for a while.

"The tenants on the second floor are usually very quiet. Only tenant No. 1 will come out for a walk at night, but more often around twelve o'clock...

It should be safe now.

No.

I think I'd better go around the other side.

Since it can move at night, it doesn’t have to wait until after twelve o’clock. I can’t fall into the fixed misunderstanding of thinking..."

Zhang Yao feels that he has become smarter after communicating with Brother Leg.

I'm so witty!

The second floor is a connected circular corridor with a square shape, which is rare in castle-style buildings.

It's more like a modern apartment building layout.

Zhang Yao left the stairs and walked to the left.

The front corner was submerged in the darkness of the night.

Silence.

Through dark night vision.

Zhang Yao could clearly see the withered potted plant standing in the corner, twisted like a withered human hand.

The exquisite paintings on the flower pots, the hanging dark purple curtains, and the mottled oil paintings hanging on the walls seem to be randomly rendered with paint.

But at this moment, they all showed strangely clear black and white in the darkness.

Heavy and depressing.

The thick fog under his feet continued to spread forward, but his abilities were greatly suppressed on the second floor.

The dark touch that could originally be controlled to cover nearly thirty meters was compressed and could only spread forward three meters.

This was completely different from the situation when he was exploring the first floor of the castle.

Three meters.

It is no longer a distance that can provide him with safe contact.

Once something strange happens, there is almost no room for buffering.

in other words.

This skill can only provide him with very limited help on the second floor.

Zhang Yaochen took a deep breath and held the meat cleaver.

Suddenly.

Countless densely intertwined dark lines appeared in his field of vision.

But he soon discovered that this method didn't work either.

There are too many black lines.

It's literally everywhere.

Even the floor tiles under his feet were entangled with several black lines, which could not serve as a guide for him...

Um?

Weird.

Zhang Yao took a strange look at the black threads wrapped around the wall and floor tiles.

Some are incomprehensible.

He originally thought that the lines he could see after picking up the meat cleaver referred to each individual weird existence.

Could it be.

Will all strangely disturbed objects affect the judgment of the meat cleaver?

He didn't get too hung up on the matter, it wasn't particularly important to him.
To be continued...