Chapter 1040: The Barren Castle

?<="">> After leaving the demon dragon, Huang Yi rode on the soul horse again and flew towards the center of the bloody plain.

After flying into the night sky, he turned his head and looked behind him. In the distant forest, it seems that the flickering bonfire can still be seen. I don't know what the little demon dragon will do next. Is it also going to take risks in Scarlet Castle?

Huang Yi seemed to see his own shadow on the body of the demon dragon. In order to be able to take revenge, the little demon dragon has always been working hard, and Huang Yi is also working tirelessly in order to be able to overthrow the World Federation. In a sense, they are the same kind of people.

I just don't know, what will it be like when they meet next time?

"Swoosh!" Suddenly, a beam of blood shot up from the forest below and passed him by. Fortunately, the soul horse reacted quickly and dodged it with a dodge.

This bloody plain is full of dangers everywhere, if you don't pay attention, you will die here.

Huang Yi put aside the thoughts in his head and began to concentrate on his journey.

Gradually, the long night passed.

That night, Huang Yi encountered various dangers, and even began to encounter mysterious formations. Sometimes while flying, the surrounding scenery suddenly changes, falling into the illusion formation. However, he had studied formations at the Oskan Royal Academy, and after spending some time, he still escaped from those formations.

When the dawn of dawn appeared from the horizon, a mountain peak finally appeared on the distant horizon, and a magnificent castle was built on the mountain peak.

The castle was built against the mountain, and some buildings were even built directly on the cliff. The buildings in the city are mainly made of stone, with gorgeous shapes. The spiers and domes of each building are straight into the sky, row upon row, sinister and sinister.

The facilities in the castle are well-equipped. At a glance, there are small gardens, churches, mausoleums, watchtowers, astrologers, bell towers and so on. In ancient times, the Ascendant Bloodhoof and his tens of thousands of servants lived here. Countless people worked in the manor and plantation on the Bloody Plain outside the castle to maintain the operation of the castle.

But now, there is no one in the castle, and it has been in disrepair for a long time. Some buildings have collapsed, and countless plants are entangled with the castle, growing wantonly. The stones of those buildings are covered with a layer of green moss, and some vines even grow. Creeping in from the windows of those buildings.

At this time, the golden-red morning sun rose obliquely from the horizon, and the rest of the sky was full of golden-red morning glow, but above the castle, there was a mass of thick dark clouds hovering. When the sun shines around the castle, it seems that it has encountered some barriers and cannot shine in. It makes the castle always gloomy.

The castle seemed cut off from the outside world, its own little world, with its own weather system.

"Scarlet Castle really lives up to its reputation!" Huang Yi looked at the castle from afar and muttered to himself.

The areas that constitute a small world of their own are all top-level areas, such as his hero prison and Thor's ancient godship, which are all isolated from the outside world.

Huang Yi didn't dare to leap over the Scarlet Castle rashly, and landed obediently, put away the soul horse, and walked to the foot of the mountain.

Looking up from the ground, the Scarlet Castle is even more majestic, even if you look up, you can't see it completely. I can only vaguely see that mountain, which is covered with layer after layer of buildings, as if extending to the sky<="l">.

On the outskirts of the mountain, there is a high wall made of boulders, which is covered with moss and vines, making it unattainable. If you want to enter, you can only enter from the only entrance in that high wall.

Huang Yi took a deep breath, watched cautiously for a while, and then walked in through the entrance.

The moment he stepped in, Huang Yi obviously felt a palpitation, as if he was being watched by something.

From now on, his life is no longer guaranteed, and he may die at any time in the future. Countless people have explored this castle in history, and all those who can come here are top experts, but so far no one has fully explored this castle, even demigods dare not be careless.

At this time, in front of Huang Yi was a winding path, winding up to the castle on the mountain above. On both sides of the path, there is an ancient oak forest. Those oak trees have twisted branches and luxuriant leaves, casting huge shade, making the path gloomy, as if in the evening twilight.

If you look further away, you can't see the scene clearly, and a thin layer of mist floats in the air, blocking the line of sight.

Huang Yi walked along the trail, entered the oak forest, and walked slowly towards the top of the mountain. His shoes made a "rustling" sound when he stepped on the dead leaves.

The woods were so quiet that even the chirping of birds could not be heard, as if Huang Yi was the only one. The ancient trees are like ancient guards, silently watching Huang Yi's arrival.

After climbing up a section of steps along that path, Huang Yi finally passed through the oak forest. Looking back, the canopy of the oak forest was already under his feet, and at his current height, he could already overlook the entire oak forest.

In front of the trail is a bell tower. The clock 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, covered with rust. A bloody rose was wrapped around it, and several bright flowers bloomed.

"Tick tock!" Suddenly, Huang Yi heard the sound of a clock turning, which was indistinct and indistinct, as if it came through something.

Huang Yi turned his head and looked around, but he could see a desert. The clock on the clock tower was indeed damaged, and it didn't turn anymore. That ticking sound should not have come from the clock tower.

When Huang Yi wanted to listen carefully again, the ticking sound was like playing hide-and-seek, and suddenly disappeared again, as if everything was an illusion.

Huang Yi shook his head, crossed the bell tower, and continued to explore.

Next, he passed the watchtower and the watchtower successively. He didn't encounter any danger along the way, but the atmosphere was very gloomy and uncomfortable.

Gradually, Huang Yi had come to the halfway up the mountain, and began to enter the important area of ​​Scarlet Castle.

At this time, there is a huge church in front of it. On the top of the church stands a statue of a religious figure, stretching out his hands and making a stroking motion, as if stroking the heads of all living beings. But under the perennial wind and rain, the statue has 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 they are now broken. A gust of wind came and poured in through the dilapidated window, 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 were growing tenaciously on it, and vines stretched in all directions, almost occupying the interior of the church, and burrowed into it. In the side rooms<="r"> around the church.

Huang Yi turned his head and looked around. There should be murals hanging on the walls of the church, and there should be gorgeous crystal chandeliers on the ceiling, but they are all gone now. The entire church was empty, with almost nothing left.

Huang Yi walked around inside, and gradually came to the side of the prayer monument. The prayer monument is a stone tablet, which is still standing upright after the baptism of long years. But the top has been eroded by a layer of green moss, and a petunias coils around it.

Prayer steles are generally an important part of religious churches, either engraved with the teachings of this religion, or written with excerpts from this important classic, or written with the Holy Word of the Pope.

In Huang Yi's Hero Cult temple, the teachings are written on the prayer stele, and it is found in every Hero Cult church in the world.

Huang Yi thought for a while, and finally stretched out his hand, peeled off the moss on the prayer tablet, and tore off the entangled morning glory, revealing the original appearance of the prayer tablet.

Sure enough, a piece of engraved text appeared on the prayer tablet, even after countless years, it was still vaguely recognizable——

"I follow in the footsteps of the sages,

Pray for all beings,

Forge new paths.

I use the death of a world,

In exchange for the glory of another world.

For this I will pay with my life,

But this is not where I end up.

one day,

I will come back again,

Showing my true colors..."

Huang Yi whispered softly and read out this passage. This text is written in the most common lingua franca, which can be understood by anyone, but it is very difficult to understand the specific meaning. There is a hint of mystery in this passage, as if it is telling an ancient story, it is half concealed, and the truth cannot be deduced.

"Huh!" Suddenly, a gust of cold wind came in from the window, as if there was a rattling sound of curtains or cloaks shaking.

Huang Yi turned his head and saw that the surrounding windows had already been damaged, and there were no curtains at all. Suddenly, out of the corner of his eyes, he vaguely noticed that a shadow seemed to flash across a side room on the east side of the church.

With a shudder in his heart, he flapped his wings of freedom reflexively, using the active effect to make himself invisible.

At the same time, the speed of Wings of Liberty also allowed him to flash into the side room for the first time and see the scene inside.

The next moment, Huang Yi was startled.

I saw five sacrificial maids wearing blood-colored robes in that side room, but when Huang Yi came to check this side room before, he didn't find them.

But soon, Huang Yi discovered the difference. The figures of these maids are faintly translucent, it seems that they are not real people, but a residual image.

At this time, they had serious expressions, holding staffs in their hands, forming a circle, chanting words, as if they were praying for something. (To be continued.)<=""><=""><="">