"The Gloomy One, the Crimson King...what is that?"
Victor did not rush around the building rashly, but first carefully considered Sullivan's summons.
To be given an honorable name, the summoned being is likely to be some kind of evil god, such as the ancestral spirit of the Valentan people.
If that was the case, it would be troublesome, and Victor couldn't help but feel his heart tremble.
There was no wind in the corridor, and the swaying torches extended all the way to the innermost part.
There was a closed iron door behind Victor. He didn't know if it could be pushed open. He was going to give it a try and go out first to see where this place was.
However, the iron door was so heavy that even if it didn't have a lock, Victor couldn't push it with all his strength.
Moreover, in the gap below, some kind of gray mist filled in like a needle, lingering very close to the iron door.
Victor felt that this mist color looked familiar, so he tried to touch it, and suddenly felt a creepy shiver spread throughout his body.
His spirit triggered a tremor, and this tremor came from the unique mental pollution of the Misu thick fog.
This is a weird thing that can erode people's spiritual bodies. Victor quickly retreated and realized instantly that he should be in a secret place.
And this dark place that looks like the entrance to an old castle is also located in the thick fog of Misu!
Once again, Victor was forced to enter the secret place. He couldn't help but tremble, thinking of the huge finger that had attacked him before.
That thing should be the awakening-level relic in Sullivan's hand, and its name is "Delusion Stump".
There is a detailed introduction to this item in the database of the Ministry of Defense and Suppression, but it is not included in the wanted order. It was only when Victor went to investigate Sullivan's information for the second time that he found it.
Normally, the delusional stump is actually just a dry severed finger with no special abilities. However, as long as someone tries to divine the holder, the delusional stump will be sensed and can be driven by the owner to attack the diviner from countless distances.
, and it is an attack from the secret level, that is, destroying the opponent's spiritual body.
Sullivan plotted to murder the high-ranking seer of his fellow religion, seize the other party's secret message, and then stole the item along the way. In fact, this was to block any possible divination skills and prevent himself from being found.
However, Victor did not perform a divination on Sullivan before entering this place. Logically speaking, the delusional stump would not be activated.
Moreover, the situation this time was different from last time. Victor was in a dark stone ancient building located in Misu, still in a thick fog.
With his current knowledge, he only knows of one building that can appear in the secret residence, and that is his own Taoist temple!
And now, he saw the second one, and its splendor and majesty were far better than the dilapidated Taoist temple. Even if he could only glimpse a slender corridor, Victor could feel that the appearance of this building should be that of a
A majestic castle that looks like a vampire's lair.
Not sure what Sullivan's purpose was, Victor still felt scared, so he thought, since he was in a secret hotel, could he just fall asleep by clenching the key and return to the real world?
Thinking of this, Victor immediately touched his chest, but he was stunned the next second because he couldn't find his key...
"Impossible! This thing can always be taken in and out of the secret residence at will. Even in Xiqin's dream, I can fall asleep with the key and return to the real world instantly..."
Victor began to tremble in his heart. He didn't know what was going on. This ancient building seemed to have a mysterious power that separated the secret residence from the space inside. Victor was in another realm within it, a realm that only belonged to the owner of the castle.
And this field can actually block his bronze key.
What was before him now was to walk along this deep corridor and go inside to see what was there.
This choice is worrying. Victor has always been in awe of the dense fog in Misu, let alone this ancient building located in it.
Just when he hesitated, he seemed to hear a voice coming from inside.
Someone was talking in front of me, very softly, but very quickly and very impatiently.
Therefore, Victor suppressed his heart palpitations and gradually explored inside the building.
One step... two steps...
As he walked, he listened carefully to the conversations he heard.
Although it was very blurry, he recognized the owner of the voice...
It was Sullivan, and he seemed to be talking to someone.
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"The noble and eternal Crimson King, the owner of the Round Table, thank you for hearing my call and saving me from fire and water...cough cough cough..."
Even in the secret lodge, Sullivan kept coughing.
I wonder if Victor and No. 13 caused too much damage to his physical body, which shook his self-perception, thinking that he was still injured, and brought this understanding into the secret place, affecting his spiritual body.
His words ended, and after a moment of silence, another sound that was similar to reverberation, not like a human being could make, appeared in the depths.
"As one of my chosen attendees, this is your only chance..."
Hearing this voice, Victor froze.
He took a closer look and saw that there was originally a deep tunnel ahead, but now a half-open door appeared.
The gap between the top and bottom is raised, supporting a huge double-leaf facade. The lines on it are exquisitely carved and valuable. The rear should be the main hall of the ancient building, and if it is a castle, it is most likely where the throne is, that is
The lord's audience hall.
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"I know...ahem...I know, but I still have respect. After all, it was you who saved my life."
Hearing Sullivan keep flattering a certain being, Victor finally peeked inside the double doors.
Inside, there is a dim hexagonal hall with six huge stone pillars clinging to the dark brick walls, which together support the towering dome.
Some weird skylight projected down from an unknown place above, illuminating the rough and heavy round stone table in the center.
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There was talk going on inside.
That should be Sullivan. Although his appearance in the secret lodge was obscured by a dark curtain and he did not look like a baby, Victor definitely recognized his voice.
At this time, Victor followed the direction the figure was looking and discovered that further inside the stone round table, there was a three-story high stone platform, with a throne that seemed to be made of ebony sitting on it.
A man in a standard tunic and a top hat was sitting there, toying with a slender cane.
When Victor wanted to see the other person's appearance clearly, he found that the man's entire body was exposed, with only his face blocked by a thick gray mist.
"The Lord of the Immortal Hill who dominates the dreamland, the gloomy one who walks alone in the secret place, I listened to your instructions and did everything I could. Please give me another chance..."
Saliva seemed to be longing for something from the other party.
The mysterious man sitting on the ebony throne slowly stroked his staff and said to him: "However, the real king of dreams is only the one who occupies the supreme will of nature..."
"But I have only witnessed your miracles! You are the master of dreams and the only third form I have ever perceived!"
"Well... what you saw was just a phenomenon, not the truth... You should be glad that I didn't show my true body to others, otherwise, mortals below the Enlightenment would die the moment they saw me..."
After hearing this, Sullivan was stunned on the stone seat, as if he thought of something terrible.
The mysterious man adjusted his sitting posture, elegant yet majestic.
"The rules are the rules. When everyone is selected by me to sit at the round table, they should work hard for the ultimate goal..."
The ultimate goal...
Sullivan's body couldn't help but start to tremble, and even though he was covered by the black screen, he could feel the tension in his heart.
The voice of the mysterious man came out again: "You are all my favored ones, but everyone only has one chance to be saved. If you can't fight against death and fate, then you should accept it, after all... In the past ten thousand years,
The seat under you has also been occupied by countless people..."
These words left Sullivan speechless, not knowing what to say.
After a long time, he said dejectedly: "I understand, I... I will cherish everything you have given me..."
"Of course..." The mysterious man let out an audible chuckle, "You can also seek help from other people present, and the rule is...equivalent exchange."
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After the two of them finished talking, Victor saw Sullivan's black shadow gradually dissipate, just like when Miss Writer and Mr. Gold Digger left the secret lodge, they both left the dream state and returned to the real world.
However, Salivan could leave, but Victor could not, because the way he entered here was wrong.
So he swallowed his saliva and stepped back cautiously.
However, the mysterious man on the throne had not yet left. He tapped the seat lightly with his stick, and then suddenly said: "Hmm... strange, you didn't fall into the dream I weaved like others.
Instead, you were pulled directly into the 'Round Table Palace'. It seems that there is something hidden in you..."
As soon as he finished speaking, the mysterious man suddenly waved forward gently.
In an instant, the door in front of Victor mysteriously disappeared, and he himself was completely exposed to the other party!
