After Huang Yi left the Demonic Little Divine Dragon, he mounted the Soul War Horse again and flew towards the center of the bloody plain.
After flying into the night sky, he turned back and looked behind him. In the forest in the distance, it seemed that the swaying bonfire could still be seen. I wonder what the little demon dragon will do next. Is he also going to take an adventure in the Blood Castle?
Huang Yi seemed to see his own shadow in the body of the Little Demon Dragon. The Little Demon Dragon has been working hard to take revenge, and Huang Yi also worked tirelessly to overthrow the World Federation. In a sense,
They are the same kind of people.
I just don’t know what it will be like when they meet next time?
"Whoosh!" Suddenly, a streak of blood shot up into the sky from the forest below and passed him by. Fortunately, the Soul War Horse reacted quickly and dodged past him.
This bloody plain is full of dangers. If you don't pay attention, you will die here.
Huang Yi put aside the thoughts in his mind and began to concentrate on his journey.
Gradually, the long night passed.
This night, Huang Yi encountered various dangers, and even began to encounter mysterious formations. Sometimes while flying, the surrounding scenery suddenly changed, and he fell into an illusory formation. But he was in the Oskan Royal Academy
After taking a course on formations and spending some time, I was able to escape from those formations.
When the dawn appeared from the horizon, a mountain peak finally appeared on the distant horizon, and a magnificent castle was built on the peak.
The castle was built on the mountain, and some buildings were even built directly on the cliff. The buildings in the city were mainly made of stone and were gorgeous in shape. The spiers and domes of the buildings were straight into the sky, row after row, and they were eerie and steep.
The facilities in the castle are complete. At a glance, there are small gardens, churches, mausoleums, watchtowers, astronomical observatories, bell towers, etc. In ancient times, the ascendant Bloodhoof and his tens of thousands of servants lived here, and countless
People work in the manors and plantations on the Bloody Plains outside the castle to maintain the operation of the castle.
But now, the castle is empty and in disrepair. Some buildings have collapsed. Countless plants are wrapping around the castle and growing wantonly. The stones of those buildings are covered with a layer of green moss, and some vines are even growing.
Spreading in from the windows of those buildings.
At this time, the golden-red sunrise slanted from the horizon, and the rest of the sky was filled with golden-red morning glow, but just above the castle, there was a thick group of dark clouds hovering. When the sun shone around the castle, it seemed that
Encountered some kind of obstruction, unable to penetrate, making the castle always gloomy.
The castle seemed to be isolated from the outside world, a small world of its own, with its own weather system.
"The Bloody Castle is indeed well-deserved!" Huang Yi looked at the castle from a distance and murmured to himself.
The areas that form their own small world are all top-level areas, such as his hero's prison and Thor's ancient godship, which are all isolated from the outside world.
Huang Yi did not dare to leap rashly from the sky above the bloody castle, so he landed honestly, put away his soul horse, and walked to the foot of the mountain.
Looking up from the ground, the Blood Castle is even more majestic. You can't even see it completely when you raise your head. You can only vaguely see the mountain, covered with layers of buildings, which seem to extend to the sky.
On the periphery of the mountain peak, there is a high wall made of huge rocks, covered with moss and vines, which is unreachable. If you want to enter, you can only enter through the only entrance in the high wall.
Huang Yi took a deep breath, watched carefully for a while, and then walked in from the entrance.
The moment he stepped in, Huang Yi clearly felt a palpitation in his heart, as if he was being watched by something.
From now on, his life is no longer guaranteed, and he may die at any time. Countless people have explored this castle in history, and those who can come here are all top experts, but no one has fully explored it yet.
Even demigod masters don't dare to be careless about this castle.
At this time, in front of Huang Yi was a winding path that wound up to the castle on the mountain above. On both sides of the path, there was an ancient oak forest. The branches of those oak trees were twisted and leafy, casting huge trees.
The shadow made the trail feel gloomy, as if it were in the evening twilight.
Looking further away, the scene inside could not be clearly seen. A thin layer of mist floated in the air, blocking the view.
Huang Yi followed the path and entered the oak forest, slowly walking towards the top of the mountain. His shoes made a "rustling" sound when he stepped on the dead leaves.
It was so quiet in the forest that you couldn't even hear the chirping of birds. Huang Yi was the only one. The ancient trees were like ancient guards, silently watching Huang Yi's arrival.
After climbing up a flight of steps along the trail, Huang Yi finally passed through the oak forest. Looking back, he saw that the canopy of the oak forest was already at his feet. At this height, he could already overlook the entire oak forest.
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In front of the path is a clock tower. The bell tower has been damaged, the mechanical clock has stopped running, and a huge pointer fell down at some point, like a huge sword stuck in the soil, with a long
It was covered with rust. A bloody rose was wrapped around it, and several bright flowers bloomed.
"Tick tick tick!" Suddenly, Huang Yi heard the sound of a clock turning. It was hazy and hard to hear, as if it was coming through something.
Huang Yi turned his head and looked around, and saw a deserted scene. The clock on the clock tower was indeed damaged and no longer rotated. The ticking sound should not have come from the clock tower.
When Huang Yi wanted to listen carefully again, the ticking sound suddenly disappeared again like a hide-and-seek, like an illusion.
Huang Yi shook his head, crossed the bell tower, and continued to explore.
Next, he passed the watchtower and the arrow tower one after another. He encountered no danger along the way, but the atmosphere was very gloomy and uncomfortable.
Gradually, Huang Yi reached the halfway point of the mountain and began to enter the important areas of the Scarlet Castle.
At this time, there was a huge church in front. On the top of the church stood a statue of a religious figure. He stretched out his hands and made a caressing gesture, as if caressing the heads of all living beings. In the wind and rain all year round,
After being beaten, the statue had been almost weathered, leaving only a hazy outline.
The windows of the church are domed and must have been inlaid with beautiful stained glass, but now they have been broken. A gust of wind blew in through the dilapidated windows, making a low whimpering sound.
Huang Yi stepped on the fallen leaves in front of the church door and walked in step by step.
The interior of the church was in a mess. The dust accumulated on the ground turned into a thick layer of soil. Moss and roses grew tenaciously on it. The vines extended in all directions, almost occupying the interior of the church, and even penetrated into it.
In the side rooms around the church.
Huang Yi turned around and looked around. Originally, the walls of the church should have been hung with murals, and the ceiling should have been gorgeous crystal chandeliers, but now they are all gone. The whole church is empty, with almost nothing.
remain.
Huang Yi walked around inside and checked every side room, but found nothing strange.
Gradually, he came to the side of the prayer monument.
The prayer monument is a stone monument that is still standing upright after long years of baptism. The top has been eroded by a layer of green moss, and a morning glory is circling around it.
Prayer tablets are generally an important part of religious churches. They are either engraved with the teachings of the religion, excerpts from important classics, or the Holy Word of the Pope.
In Huang Yi's Hero Sect temple, the prayer stele contains the teachings, which can be found in every Hero Sect church in the world.
Huang Yi stretched out his hand, peeled off the moss on the prayer stele, and tore off the entangled morning glory, revealing the original appearance of the prayer stele.
Sure enough, there was an engraved text on the prayer tablet, which was still vaguely legible even after countless years -
"I follow in the footsteps of my ancestors,
Pray for all living beings,
Forge new paths.
I use the death of a world,
In exchange for the glory of another world.
For this, I will pay the price with my life,
But this is not my final destination.
one day,
I will return again,
Reveal my true face..."
Huang Yi whispered softly and read this passage. This passage was written in the most common common language. Anyone can understand it, but it is very difficult to understand the specific meaning. This passage is vague and transparent.
There is a mystery in it, and it seems to be telling an ancient story. It is half-covered, and the truth cannot be guessed.
"Hoo!" At this moment, a gust of cold wind rushed in from the window, causing a swishing sound like curtains and cloaks shaking.
But the windows around the church have long been damaged, and there are no curtains at all!
Suddenly, Huang Yi vaguely noticed from the corner of his eyes that a shadow seemed to flash across a side room to the east of the church.
His heart trembled, and he flapped the wings of freedom like a conditioned reflex, using the active effect to make himself invisible.
At the same time, he quickly flashed into the side room and looked at the scene inside.
The next moment, he became horrified.
In the dark side room, five sacrificial maids wearing blood-colored robes appeared.
When Huang Yi came to check in this side room before, he didn't see them.
These red-robed maids must have just appeared! But soon, Huang Yi noticed something strange. The figures of these maids were translucent, and they seemed not to be real people, but a residual historical image.
At this time, they had serious expressions, held staffs in their hands, formed a circle, and muttered words, as if they were praying for something.