It seems that every room of hell is a short thriller plot.

The hair was cut in the barber shop and his eyes were exposed. During sleep, a sudden sound came from the bed, and then a terrifying blood corpse crawled out to bite the body. When the bathtub was bathing, a hand suddenly jumped out of the drain valve...

Various strange scenes are continuous, the only thing that is the same is scary enough, or it is scary enough for ordinary people.

But not all of them are like this. For example, after Shire pushed open the door with a familiar name, he saw something different from those before.

Kind mother, warm wooden house.

After the warm and simple dinner, a boy lies on the hard bed with a smile and goes to sleep soundly. But he didn't sleep for a while, but he suddenly woke up, ran around the room, and even walked out of the room and shouted, but he could no longer find his mother's presence.

It seems gentle, but it is even more cruel.

"Hell is really a tormenting thing to do."

Standing in front of the wooden house, looking at the little boy with anxiety and even despair crying, Charles touched his chin.

Then he ignored it and walked towards a dog kennel behind the wooden house.

Watching this hell scene is just by the way. Shire was mainly using the eyes of reality to observe whether there is a special place in this place.

Not to mention, I really saw something worth noting.

But it is not a treasure, but a dog.

An invisible dog.

The existence of the Hellhound made Charles directly confirm that there must be some ulterior motive here, which made him feel like an unexpected surprise.

I had already given up hope, but I didn't expect to encounter this room by chance. I don't know if he was lucky or if a demon was really unlucky...

Of course, if Charles didn't know the real name, he would probably pass by even if he met him.

Walking forward, the empty kennel was seen with the naked eye. At this moment, under the influence of the Charles Spirit Vision, a mist hound with black smoke was clearly seen. At this moment, this thing was grinning at the approaching Charles.

But it seems to be trained, it does not make any noise, as if it is restraining itself from being exposed actively.

However, Charles has clear goals.

The eyes flashed, and the mind suddenly burst out. Unfortunately, it did not have any impact when it hit the foggy dog ​​with all its limbs.

"The Hellhounds aren't afraid of motivation?"

He subconsciously frowned, but without giving him much time to think, the dog in the wooden kennel suddenly rushed towards him - it was obvious that it had known that it was exposed, so it did not need to hide anymore!

The distance is not too close, but the Hellhound is very fast, and it even seems that in the blink of an eye, it is approaching Shire.

It seemed that he was in danger, but Shire was not too worried about it. He raised his hand and pressed it directly on the position of the ferocious dog's brain. The moment he came into contact, the golden silk thread like a fishing net immediately breeds and spreads, making the dog's head unable to make it difficult.

The hellhound's limbs and claws scratched wildly, but it only made his clothes ragged, and he could not cause much damage - the hellhound attack I had encountered made Shire very sure that his vengeful shadow was enough to resist this attack.

Even completely different from the beginning, a shadow in his spirit body only swayed slightly and did not cause much impact at all.

So in the end, the dog was turned into a silver-edged card by Charles.

After looking down, he decided to turn it into a monster seed. But now is not the time to do this. He looked up and glanced at him, and everything in the kennel was hidden.

【The hidden secret door leading to the cellar has been passed by for a long time】

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"This is probably Crowley's nest."

Shire secretly determined his thoughts, so he squatted into the kennel without hesitation, opened the secret door hidden under the straw pile and prepared to jump in.

However, to be cautious, he summoned the resentful spirits to explore the way before this.

As it turns out, this passage is safe and there are no traps except for being slightly damp.

Charles finally stepped in a dark cellar.

There was no sound around, and when you saw it, you could only see some tables and chairs in a vague way, but you couldn't see the specific details clearly. - This was because he was different from a normal person at this moment.

There is no light here.

"It's a pity that the lighting technique has not been learned yet."

He was secretly regretful, so he pulled off a bunch of robe cloth strips that were scratched by the hellhounds on his body, and squeezed them together. After a few seconds, bright flames suddenly burst out from his palms, but then he retracted inward and absorbed them completely.

Feeling the unique temperature rippling in the palm of his hand, Charles threw away the residual fabric, raised his fingers, and suddenly, a cluster of orange flames appeared on the tip of the index finger, burning quietly, and also illuminating a certain range around him.

At this moment, Charles was standing at the entrance of the cellar stairs, and there was a lampstand placed on the wall, with half of the white candles used, so he leaned closer and lit the candle's rope wick.

After that, he lit the candles on the other four walls one after another until everything in these square places was clearly visible.

Dust-stained steel swords, oak shields, wooden boxes with messy symbols, wooden bows, rust arrows, iron hammers and even tiger clips.

All kinds of things are placed on a long black table or on the wooden floor around the long table. A shriveled deer head is also hung on the wall, and a narrow shadow is reflected on the wall under the trance candlelight.

"A camouflaged and carefully arranged arsenal." Charles, who carefully scanned the place, came to the conclusion

For example, the most conspicuous ones, such as hammers, big swords, shields, etc., are actually some ordinary objects that have no power.

Some inconspicuous ones, such as the tiger clip, the wooden box that is still open on the corner of the table, and even the broken books used to plaster the table foot, are actually all kinds of special treasures.

The Sword of Tyr, the Holy Foreskin of Jesus, the Arrow of Heglith, the Order of Egypt's Holy Beetle...

Various names come into view and silently prove their value.

This kind of disguise is very interesting. If a normal person comes here, he will probably be attracted by those ordinary things and then return disappointed, but he cannot hide it from Charles, who has the eyes of truth.

"You're unlucky."

Murmuring, after he made sure there were no traps here, he walked forward without hesitation, picked up a linen bag in the corner, and put everything he saw with special power into it.

No matter whether it is useful or not, you can't leave any good things for the cunning demon.

As he kept searching, he found that among these items, there were even names he was familiar with, which made him secretly amazed at the wealth of the King of Crossroads.

However, now, it's basically cheaper.

After putting a stick called Aaron's Staff into it, a small rusty sickle came into my eyes.

This thing is ugly and doesn't look very good when pressed under a lot of debris, but it suddenly makes Shire pause.

【Death Knight's Scythe】

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【It is very old】

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Chapter completed!