"bring it on."

Meilin hooked his fingers at the grim spirits in front of him who were covered with ferocious faces, all over the ground and in the air, and he said:

"None of us can run away before we decide the winner!"

"Ao"

Faced with Merlin's provocation, the big resentful spirit floating in the air screamed and rushed from the sky to the ungrateful human on the ground in a manner of an eagle hunting.

Meilin chuckled, he stepped forward, waved his wrist, and the next moment, the sword dance started.

Five minutes later, the last oil painting used by the big resentment spirit to hide was shattered by Meilin's sword. The difficult spirits eventually lost their carrier. In the screams that made people's eardrums hurt, the green resentment spirit flew wildly in the air like a lit torch, and finally fell on the floor in front of Meilin's eyes in the form of ashes.

And on the clattering floor of the hall, a layer of delicate ashes had been laid, which meant that all the vengeful spirits in the house had been completely killed.

The flames in the fireplace burned more violently, and the temperature in the room became warmer. Even the faint darkness shrouded in the hall was dispersed, leaving only the last black shadow entrenched on the stairs leading to the second floor.

Meilin moved his wrists and roughly understood some of the rules of the house.

This house should be a magical creature, just like the bloodstone pendant hanging around Elsa's neck that can carry the entire Blood House. But it was polluted, and something terrible should have happened in the house, causing spiritual power from unknown dimensions to spread in the house, covering every corner of the house.

Constantine didn't know where to get the key to the house, and he tried to purify it, but he obviously failed.

"There's a last bit."

Meilin's movements were lightly wrapped in black fog and jumped from the wall to the ground. He held the sharp silver sword and walked towards the stairs on the second floor step by step. He seemed to sense Meilin's approach. The dark force entrenched by the stairs on the second floor moved quickly. In the spiritual power slowly cracking like an eggshell, a guy wearing a black ragged cloak and holding a shovel in his hand blocked Meilin's road.

It was a very tall guy with a stern and hazy temperament. Under the hood, there were no eyes, no mouth, no ears, no nose.

This is a monster that will make people creepy at first glance.

But Merlin could see more from this fearful appearance. Under the strange appearance of this creature, in its body, there is a strange vitality that is completely different from the human body and other aliens.

"A living alchemy creature?"

Meilin narrowed his eyes, he placed the silver sword in front of him, and he looked at the monster in front of him:

"The contemporary alchemist cannot create a living thing like you, so who created you?"

Faced with Merlin's question, the hazy alchemy creature's answer was very simple. It grabbed the shovel with green light and cut it down at Merlin like a long sword.

"All right."

Meilin dodged the powerful and powerful attack, put the sword back into his pocket, and then pulled out the angry battle halberd.

A substantial flame flashed in Merlin's eyes. He took the initiative to activate the power of the angry halberd. As the inner anger rose, Merlin's body's brute force was almost doubled.

"I've had enough fun."

He said.

The next moment, Merlin, who had 15 times the brute force, stepped forward in a misstep and waved the halberd in his hand.

"clang"

With a muffled sound, the tall alchemy monster and monster were cut in half with their weapons, like a watermelon cut from the center, disgusting blood and weird organ fragments mixed with metallic luster, and the crazy surging dark spiritual power, sprinkled everywhere.

The moment the monster was hacked to death, behind Merlin, the dilapidated chandeliers on the top of the house were automatically lit up at this moment.

As the beige light shone, a purple figure pushed open the door on the second floor and walked to the railing.

He was a woman with a very strange appearance, very much like a human, but slightly different.

She looked at Merlin standing in the lobby on the first floor. She bowed her head very respectfully and saluted Merlin. She fucked a Victorian accent and said to Merlin:

"Welcome back to the mysterious house, master, do you need me to do something for you?"

Merlin looked at the spirit body that looked like a housekeeper. He hesitated for a few seconds, and then asked:

“Who made this mysterious house?”

The spirit steward did not hide it, and she answered truthfully:

"Mr. Leonardo di Piero da Vinci made this mysterious house to inherit taboo and dangerous knowledge. It was passed on from generation to generation in the blood of the master of Da Vinci. It was not until more than 300 years ago that the mysterious house encountered an unknown spiritual infection, and its internal core was destroyed, and thus it was abandoned."

"There have been outsiders trying to find treasures in the mysterious house, but they have all become victims of the mysterious power that entrenches in this house until you, the arrival of the new master."
Chapter completed!