Duran climbed up the escalator to the attic. He bent down and wiped the thin wooden floor with his fingers. It was surprisingly spotless.
Compared with the other rooms on the second floor that were full of dust, this small attic seemed much cleaner.
If things were abnormal, there must be a monster. Dulan held his breath, followed the key points of sneaking, and walked deeper into the attic.
Who knew that at this moment, a cough suddenly came from the darkness.
Dulan frowned. Suddenly, a bright light came from the front, and then he heard someone say: "Who is it? Who is where?"
The voice was flat and a little weak, mixed with a few inconspicuous coughs, as if it was from a patient.
Dulan squinted his eyes, and the light in the depths of the attic became brighter and brighter. Not long after, a man of medium height stood next to the two bookcases in surprise, holding an oil lamp.
"I've obviously nailed the door, how did you get in?" The man coughed and looked at Duran curiously.
Dulan did not relax his guard. The man in front of him didn't look malicious, but who knew what was going on in this ghost place. The first task in the evil place was to clean up the cemetery. Dulan didn't need to deal with anyone at all, and he directly cleared those people.
The evil monster has been solved. But this mission is completely different. The mission document does not clearly state that these mission targets are to be eradicated. The fundamental purpose is to eliminate the evil power of this house.
Neither the ghost brothers nor the headless girl gave a clear source of this evil force. Although all the clues pointed to the legendary demon, Duran didn't even know what the demon was called and looked like. The mission so far has been described as
I'm confused.
"Hello, my name is Dulan. If I guess correctly, you should be Mr. Veron, right?"
Duran showed a friendly smile, and the visual feedback from his skills was very sparse. He found nothing except Veron's name and level, which basically matched the information given by the evil contract.
This is not a good thing.
However, since he could communicate with language, Dulan was not prepared to resort to force. With his little skills, it was easy to intimidate the iron-clad fellow, but it was better to take it easy when facing a level 19 wraith.
The man nodded and said very seriously: "Yes, I am Veron. You should not come in. This is an ominous place. As you can see, I am no longer human. The power of the devil has turned me into a monster."
Ling, at least I still have some intelligence, otherwise you might have bumped into a resentful spirit who only knows killing if you barged in rashly."
Dulan's heart moved. It seemed that Beron was much easier to talk to than the headless girl and the ghost brothers. He might as well start from him to find clues about the devil.
So he shrugged: "Thank you for your kindness, but I have a mission to eliminate the demons entrenched here. The believers of the Church of Dawn never know what it means to give up halfway. If you can tell me what happened here,
I would be grateful."
The shameless Dulan once again raised the flag of bullying. The Church of Dawn has always been the nemesis of evil. Even in the dark third era, under the rule of the evil dragon, there were some ascetics, fanatics and archbishops in the Church of Dawn who did not escape.
They entered the sanctuary. They chose to stay on Feinan Continent, spreading the teachings of the Lord of the Morning openly or covertly, and at the same time driving away evil for residents everywhere.
The glory of the Lord of the Dawn has long been integrated into the blood of every descendant of the Yujin people. This is the deepest mark on the soul, and neither time nor power can erase it.
"Are you sent by the Church of Dawn?" Veron's eyes lit up, and he coughed violently: "Sorry, in fact, before I became a wraith, I didn't know that spirits could also cough..."
The man smiled humorously and motioned for Duran to follow him: "It's eight o'clock in the evening, and there are still four hours before twelve o'clock when I lost my mind. I think we have enough time."
Dulan's heart moved: The twelve o'clock when he lost his mind? Is this guy's current sobriety only temporary?
The two of them walked to the depths of the attic one after another. After several rows of bookcases, there was a small bed that was not too wide. The kerosene lamp was lit on a desk. There were a few beautifully bound books scattered on the horizontal desk.
Books. Du Lan glanced at these books seemingly casually. On the surface, he remained indifferent, but deep in his heart, there was a turmoil.
These books? These languages and characters...that's it. Dulan's heart suddenly became enlightened.
"My ancestors also produced several scholars, so there are many books in this house." Veron smiled and cleared the desk, handed a chair to Duran, and sat on the edge of the bed.
Dulan smiled, but did not sit down. His eyes wandered in all directions, carefully observing the surrounding environment.
The pale man crossed his fingers, put his thumb on his forehead, and suddenly said: "Since you are sent by the Church of Dawn, your Lord Bishop should have seen my letter, right?"
Dulan nodded without blushing and said: "The evil forces have been quite rampant recently, and the bishop has not enough people, so he gave me a treasure and asked me to come and deal with the devil."
"Treasure?" Veron showed a curious expression.
Dulan blinked and placed the low-quality holy water and mutton-fat candle on the desk: "Look, these two things are necessary for the exorcist master of the Dawn Church to travel. Of course, these are not treasures.
I put the treasure that can restrain the devil here."
Duran patted his bulging little shoulder bag and said to Veron mysteriously: "The bishop said that no matter how powerful the devil is, he can only surrender under the huge power of this treasure!"
An unnatural smile appeared on Veron's pale face.
"Okay, Mr. Veron, can you tell me the whole story in detail now?" Dulan calmly hung the small satchel on the chair and muttered: "The one below
The two ghosts and the headless female ghost couldn't explain anything clearly, and they actually wanted to hurt me, but they have all been eliminated by me now."
"Oh? They were eliminated by you? This, this is such a pity." Veron said regretfully: "Forget about those homeless brothers, they are the culprits of this incident... They just pity me.
Anna, how could we two be so unlucky to be involved in such a thing just after we fell in love? My poor Anna..."
Duran coughed and signaled for Veron to get back to business.
The man coughed for a while and slowly began to narrate:
"Things were just as I said in my letter. That night, the tailor's shop took two orders. The customer said he would come to pick up the clothes in the evening, but when I waited until it was almost dark, they didn't come either. I originally agreed with Anna
time, but if I leave, the two late guests may not be able to get their clothes.
So I called Brother Schubert and kindly invited these two poor tramps to a dinner. The only thing I wanted them to do was to help me look at the tailor shop and wait until the two guests came.
Just give them the finished clothes, that's all... But who knew that it would actually cause such a disaster!"
There was a look of pain on Peron's face, and he held his head tightly with his hands: "After I ended my tryst with Anna, I returned to the tailor shop in high spirits, only to find that Brother Schubert had disappeared... that
At that time, I had an ominous premonition in my heart. I thought of the legend from my ancestors - somewhere in this house, there is a terrifying demon sealed. Whenever the seal is weak at night, this demon will come out.
I was fearless when I inherited this house, but I still followed my uncle's advice: never open the attic above the bathroom of the side bedroom on the second floor.
When I discovered that the homeless brother was missing, I immediately rushed to the second floor. As I guessed, the attic door was opened.
I was so frightened that I wanted to run to the street, but I don’t know when it started. The world in my eyes became dark. I walked around on the street, but I couldn’t meet anyone!
I couldn't find the church, so I could only return home in great frustration and wrote the letter. Who knew that before I finished writing, a terrifying voice began to whisper in my ear, and I knew it was him...
It's that terrifying demon!
He was tempting me to fall, and I refused him, and then I started vomiting blood crazily... I felt a sharp little hand tearing at my lungs, and I could hardly speak. Finally, I handed the letter through the crack of the door.
Then nail the door shut - I don't want others, especially Anna, to walk into this house and become the devil's minions...
But unexpectedly, Anna still came. Poor Anna... except for her love for me, she had no power to resist.
The devil, the devil cruelly cut off her head. We all became ghosts. Under the control of the devil's power, we could only wander in certain spaces in this house. I was relatively lucky, and one day
Zhong Neng can have twelve hours of waking time, but brothers Anna and Schubert are always in a haze, presumably because they are not pious enough in our Lord's faith."
After Veron finished telling his story, Duran was not satisfied. He raised his eyebrows: "Then Mr. Veron, can you tell me where is that terrifying and cruel demon now?"
Veron shook his head tiredly: "I don't know, Mr. Duran, I really don't know. Since he was released by the Schubert brothers, his powerful power has made him omnipotent and elusive. In normal days,
He is all in this attic, maybe because the seal has not been completely lifted. And the reason why he allowed me to be awake for twelve hours is probably because I am too bored to be alone."
"You mean, the devil might come back at any time?"
Veron nodded and smiled slightly: "If you want to deal with him, you should be prepared early."
"But before that, Mr. Duran, can you let me see your treasure used to deal with demons? After all, I have been with the devil for a long time and am very familiar with him. If your treasure is not powerful enough, I'm afraid it won't be able to hurt you.
In that case, you'd better leave as soon as possible."
