There was a bonfire, and Dracula was stamping anxiously. That girl's temper was really stubborn, shouldn't he be allowed to complain? The sky had become dark, and I didn't know where she had gone at this time.
"Your Majesty, as soon as you and the princess arrived at a cloud of white mist, the princess disappeared. The white mist seemed to have been crossed by someone, so..." Wood knelt on one knee and replied. From the Undercity
After he came out, he began to use invisibility to follow and protect the devil.
"White mist, what white mist, where is it? Take me to see it," Dracula said hurriedly without letting Wood get up.
"Your Majesty, please come this way, I have Tata already guarding there." Wood stood up and led the way.
The thick milky white fog enveloped a group of objects, making it difficult to see what was inside. From a distance, it just looked like a huge waterfall. Dracula walked around the white fog no less than ten times.
.When he was about to walk the eleventh lap, he grabbed Tata, a fat bear disguised as a dog, and threw it towards the white mist.
After a scream, Tata was thrown out, and the already sparse hair on Tata's head disappeared for no reason.
"Tata, do you have anything on you that is not your own? To be honest..." Dracula's eyes showed danger.
the breath.
"The beautiful hair on Tata's head was accidentally cut off by the princess last time, so..." Tata said with a cry, "so I borrowed some hair from the tail of the golden retriever of the elder Bella Lord's family.
Root hair..." Tata spoke softer and softer, and her head got closer and closer to the ground. It was already very embarrassing for you to be your number one pet, but now you were charged with stealing human dog hair.
"Oh, the hair of the elder's dog..." Dracula's face became more and more solemn, and he grabbed Wood's sword and threw it at Bai Wu. Ding dong, the long sword was intact again.
It bounced out and fell to the ground. At this time, Wood seemed to remember something and threw the curved dagger in his hand into the white mist, but the dagger never came out.
"Your Majesty, the dagger you just threw in was given by the Great Elder, so it seems that this is a spirit-binding spell." Wood glanced at the Demon King. But the Demon King did not make a sound. He just stared at Bai Wu blankly.
The Soul-Binding Curse is an evil spell of the Blood Alliance. As long as the place has been cursed, it becomes an urn for the curser to keep slaves. Those slaves are just dead warriors whose flesh and spirit are separated. They respect the curser as their master.
, obey any command of the master. The spirit of a slave cannot be beaten to death or survive. It can only be in the urn for the rest of its life. The urn only accepts the master's things and ownerless spirits. As long as any ownerless spirit enters the urn for 3 days, it will
Then he became a slave.
"Your Majesty, it seems that this white mist is an urn. The princess has been in there for a long time. We must rescue the princess immediately, otherwise..." Wood spoke again, but Dracula remained silent.