Kingsman, Morrissey, Butler Maudie and Collins Huett walked up the stairs. All seven of them were nervous and stared carefully at every shadow around them, wary of a terrifying demon coming from there.
Appear.
"That's right over there." Shortly after going up to the second floor, Morsis raised a hand and pointed to a door at the end of the corridor.
"I remember that it was a storage room dedicated to storing cleaning tools. In other words, at least within two days, a servant had entered there." Butler Modi said seriously.
Kingsman nodded and continued, "It seems that it is necessary to check all the servants afterwards..."
Morses stared at the door closely, his expression becoming more serious. With his "scholar's" intuition, he was completely sure that there was something extremely evil behind that door at this moment.
Collins' expression was quite normal, and he was the first to react.
"Pulin, La, you are wizards, do you feel anything?" He turned back to the two companions beside him and said.
The two people heard the sound and shook their heads to show that they didn't feel anything.
"Yes, there is. It's just behind that door. I think it's because your mental strength is not strong enough to make such a judgment." Morses said quickly. At the same time, he opened his right hand and released several azure diamonds.
Orbs of arcane energy appeared around him.
"Detection circle?" Kingsman was fairly well-informed, and he immediately recognized what Morses was setting up.
"Yes, let's find out the opponent's strength first... If that guy's mental power level is higher than the fourth level, then this magic circle is useless, but if the opponent's location information can be detected, it can at least prove that
His strength is within control!" Morsis explained.
What he means is that if the opponent's strength reaches the fifth level and is a high-level demon, then they can retreat directly, otherwise they will just go up and die.
The fifth class sounds very simple, but in fact it is the first watershed among transcendental beings. From this stage onwards, transcendental beings will have truly incredible power and abilities, and become "transcendental" in the true sense.
"Well, this is a good idea. Demons are all excellent spellcasters, and this trick is just right to deal with them!" Upon hearing this, La and Pulin immediately clapped their hands and applauded, not bothering at all about Morsis's words: "The level of mental power is too low."
” and felt dissatisfied.
In their eyes, Morses was a powerful scholar with a strong spirit and a mysterious identity, and it was quite normal for his own strength to be below him.
Not only the two of them, but all four of Collins have similar characters. They will never look down on a certain opponent, nor will they look down on people who are weaker than themselves.
This is the life creed that Kingsman taught them, and it is not difficult for these teenagers who were born as street children to learn.
After all, this world has long taught them some principles of how to behave, and it was taught earlier than other people.
"I sensed it!" With the arrangement of the detection array, Morsis finally used his own spiritual power to "see" the guy hiding in the storage room.
From a spiritual point of view, it was a humanoid creature, but it had a head without any organs, its lower body was pitch black, and it had no legs.
"Nightmare!" Morsis exclaimed, and the next second, he saw the monster turning its head and "looking" at his position.
Severe pain!
An unbearable pain hit me, and it felt as if countless different types of insects were eating my body.
Fortunately, this feeling came and went quickly, but in just this moment, Morses was sweating profusely and half-knelt on the ground.
"How is it? You just said it was...a nightmare?" Upon seeing this, Kingsman immediately supported Morse.
"Yes, that guy noticed my gaze and fought back... But don't worry, this nightmare is not strong, otherwise I would have fallen unconscious and fought with that guy in my dream." Morsi
Si supported Kingsman, stood up slowly, and said.
Nightmares are a type of demon and are very rare. These guys are not very powerful in combat and are usually equivalent to third or fourth level spellcasters, but these guys are very troublesome.
Nightmares are called nightmares because of their powerful abilities. These guys can easily invade other people's dreams. They can eat their dreams to enhance their own mental power, or they can directly attack their opponents in their dreams to kill them.
Effect.
According to Morsis's speculation, the nightmare just now might have wanted to use its huge mental power to knock him out and then escape into his dream.
"Nightmare... It seems that it's not just the servants who need to be carefully checked afterwards." Kingsman said with a solemn expression, "But the good news is that Nightmare is a demon who is very afraid of being found. With our help, we should be able to easily solve it.
he."
"But why would a nightmare break through the blockade of the palace, hide in the city of Shalius, and even enter the Duke's mansion?" Collins wondered, "Although the Tasok people are a bit mean, they are very guarded against demons.
The consciousness is still very high, there is no reason to let a nightmare that is not good at long-distance trekking enter Salius."
"That's not something we can know... Maybe he has been hiding in the city for a long time, or maybe he sneaked in with the help of a dream." Kingsman said while groping towards the storage room, "And we,
Just end him here."
As he spoke, Kingsman opened the door violently and at the same time took a stance to deal with the impact.
But, nothing happened.
"Well, where is that nightmare?" Collins, who was standing not far away, raised his eyebrows and asked in confusion.
Behind the open door, he did not see the evil figure, not even a trace of that guy's existence.
"No, I am a wizard. I can see that that guy... that guy is not 'life'!" But at this moment, La's expression became more frightened. He stared at the storage with his eyes wide open.
Inside the room, he continued with a trembling voice, "I understand, I understand... The reason why no ordinary person has ever been attacked is because that guy is a very weak undead!"
Morsis's expression also became a bit gloomy, because he had seen the true form of the nightmare with the help of his mental vision.
That guy still looks like he did when he was a nightmare, but he has become extremely illusory, as if he will disperse at any time.
The reason why La was so panicked was also very simple. The undead were usually difficult to move, and this nightmare undead appeared here, most likely because he died here.
Why did a nightmare die in the storage room of the Duke's mansion?
"Hey, it seems we have discovered something more complicated and confusing." Kingsman grinned and continued, "Those two over there, don't show that expression. Since you know that the other person is an undead, you should act according to the rules.
Got it!"
An undead will naturally not cause trouble to the transcendental beings present. Even if there is an undead left behind by a high-level transcendental, it will not frighten them, let alone this nightmare.
"Be careful, that guy was a demon after all, and as an undead he is still very dangerous!" Morsis warned loudly, and at the same time began to arrange the second-level arcane dissolution circle.
In the final analysis, the undead are the product of the powerful mental power of the deceased mixed with a part of arcane energy. As long as one of the components can be decomposed, it can naturally be destroyed.
Of course, because the class of the deceased is different, the spiritual power level and arcane purity of the undead will be different, but for the guy in front of him, the magic circle arranged by Morsis is more than enough.
"It seems that the reason why this guy didn't knock me out just now is because he has lost all the abilities he has as a nightmare... I actually think that he is weak. It seems that I still need to pay attention to this aspect in the future.
That's the thing." After some inner self-examination, Morsis also turned his attention to Kingsman, who and Collins were approaching the nightmare undead.
"Human...Human...Lord Pattyus is willing to spare your life...Give me...Give me the arcana!" The undead noticed the approach of the two men and immediately transmitted his voice into their minds.
"Patius... It turns out that the devil also has his own name." Collins shrugged and said.
"Ha, then how do you think they call their companions, do they use code names?" Kingsman laughed.
They both relaxed a little. Unlike Pulin and La, they didn't really care why the nightmare died here, but they knew that at least no one would die today.
As for the secret behind this undead, we have to wait until later to think about it. Looking forward and backward at this time is obviously not a wise move.
"Both of you, what the undead needs is arcane energy that has been refined by the transcendent. However, because no transcendent has come near here in the past few days, he is already on the verge of dissipating." Morsis said loudly, and at this time his
The array has been set up. "As a non-high-ranking undead, he does not have five senses. He can only identify objects through his mental power and use arcane energy to trick him out!"
"It's up to you, how far?" Kingsman looked back at Morse and shouted.
"At least five meters away from me." Morsis nodded and replied.
Kingsman wasted no time and had already refined the arcane energy on his body when he asked. The undead quickly rushed out of the storage room as if it had seen food after being hungry for several days.
This action made him dim a bit more.
"Lord Patius...will not succumb to humans...Lord Patius...will definitely take revenge...will definitely...give it to me...give me that thing...I haven't given up yet!" A voice full of resentment sounded in everyone's mind.
, but Lord Patius did not shout a few words. A few seconds later, with a few roars originating from the soul, the arcane dissolving circle swallowed up the undead.
A false alarm also came to an end at this time.
"Okay, Collins, take your people and check the area again. Butler Modi, go and gather all the servants. Just in case, you still need to check. As for Kervis..." After confirming that the undead have dissipated
After that, Kingsman began to give instructions to deal with other matters, "Mr. Kelvis, this crisis is really thanks to you. I will go to the embassy immediately to tell the Duke about this matter. We will discuss it in detail tonight."
Let’s talk, okay?”
"Of course, Mr. Kingsman." Morris smiled and replied.
Kingsman nodded and left quickly. This guy always did things vigorously and resolutely.
Seeing the people around him going about their work, Morse's originally relaxed expression was filled with doubts.
He opened his palm, and a shining golden Tasok gold coin came into his eyes.
"Why would a nightmare undead have a Tasok gold coin in his body... Why would a nightmare die here... Also, wouldn't everything today be too easy?" Morses turned around and asked,
Staring at the storage room, he said to himself, "I always feel that this matter is not over yet..."
