Fairy’s Box

"Is this the power of vindictiveness?"

Yale stared at the faint flame in his hand. He could feel that the continuous feedback of mental power from the head to the body, combined with some kind of power, made the physical strength recover quickly. After one punch, the once indestructible coffin crumbled, as fragile as thin paper.

The other four coffins were also shattered one after another under the violence of Corell.

After the six coffins were declared shattered, everyone breathed a sigh of relief and was able to breathe. At least not so immortal in the castle. The skeleton dancers were no longer berserk, without the goal of action, and lost the chance of resurrection, holding their heads and howling.

Thousands of skeletons howled together, almost as if the underworld had descended, not only terrifying but also tragic.

Everyone has no time to sympathize with them now. They found that this floor has no stairs leading to the upper floor at all.

The bell has already rang four times, and it will be dawn soon, and during this time, if there is no way to climb the building, everyone can only wait for the slaughter.

Corell and Yale slumped to the ground, their chests rising and falling. Cathy was busy wiping the blood stains for them. Betty couldn't stand the noise. She stepped forward and knocked out the screaming skulls one by one, but it seemed to have little effect.

After a round of tours, Dainqi covered his ears and walked back.

"How is it? Did you find the exit?" Betty smashed a circle of skulls and asked loudly.

Dean Qi shook his head and tucked his knees down, his expression depressed and his movements sluggish.

"Looks like we're going to be like them soon"

After Amber finished speaking, he looked at the two oil paintings with sad eyes. They had been torn apart by the sea of ​​​​skeletons, and it was impossible to see them. He considered whether to have a cremation first.

"Huh?" Corell regained some energy and pressed his temple with some doubts:

"I felt the ground vibrate, I don't know if it was an illusion."

"It's not an illusion, I feel it too."

Yale spat out a mouthful of blood, picked up the battle axe that fell on the ground, and stood up with the handle of the axe:

"Everyone, prepare, it seems that the marigolds have given us a big gift again."

Because it was too noisy, Corell also shouted several times, and everyone lined up to stand.

At first, everyone thought it was inexplicable. Gradually, the whole ground shook. The skeleton dancers scurried around as if they were facing a great enemy.

"There is something huge, it seems to be rushing over."

Yalei was keenly aware of the vibration of the ground. After a few short breaths, the floor under his feet let out an overwhelmed whine, and he shouted at the same time as Corell, "Come here!"

boom! At the entrance of the ballroom, a large piece of the floor was smashed into pieces by some kind of powerful blow, and it rushed up to the dome without any reduction, and finally turned into pebbles and fell like raindrops.

A giant palm tied with straw stretched out from the hole, slapped it violently from top to bottom, and crushed a few skeleton dancers who were too late to dodge into bone scum.

The giant palm clenched the ground tightly and pulled it hard. A behemoth jumped up lightly and fell heavily to the ground. The ground stirred up a large piece of dust.

"My God, Pumpkin Jack..." Amber snorted in an almost groaning voice, with a pumpkin head and a body woven from straw, such a ghost story that he had heard adults tell in his childhood.

The huge monster shook its head, and in the hollowed-out pumpkin facial features, four groups of lights lit up, and then strode towards the crowd.

"Corell, are you still holding on?" Yale set up his battle axe, took a deep breath, and the transparent red flame jumped.

"It's okay, but you, don't be too tired to catch the axe." Corell's forehead was exposed, and the gray flames flickered.

"Let's go collect candles!" Cathy glanced at the chandelier, and then shouted excitedly:

"I don't believe this guy has so many straws and is not afraid of fire."

Corell strode forward, picked up a bar table and threw it out, flying towards the troll's pumpkin face.

Pumpkin Jack waved his arm and slapped it with a backhand, smashing the bar table, and pressing down on Corell with a palm.

Feeling a large shadow pressing over his head, Corell jumped forward in embarrassment, rolling to avoid the crushing of the giant palm.

Yalei arrived, and quickly directed his vindictive energy to the battle axe, and slashed the big straw hand with a heavy axe, cutting a gap. The straw seemed to have some resistance, but it was not ignited.

The palm was injured, Pumpkin Jack seemed to be angry, and the other hand also pressed over. After the muffled sound, the ground was smashed several cracks, but it was not hit. Fortunately, Yalei was agile, so he took the first step to get under his crotch, and by the way, he swung his axe upwards, taking away a lot of straw.

Corell picked up another battle axe, approached and slashed at the troll's heel, but because he wasn't moving fast enough, he was kicked away by Pumpkin Jack, who had noticed it.

After tumbling and smashing many skeletons and bar tables, Corell stood up again and found that he was not injured except for being dirty, and his confidence was greatly increased.

Roaring and rushing up, he was slapped in front of him because he was guarding Gao, but he stood up and was fine, so he flirted with Pumpkin Jack with confidence and boldness.

Yale was accidentally knocked. Not only did the bones hurt, but the internal organs were in danger of being displaced. He had to dodge carefully, and when the troll was disturbed by Corell, he went up and chopped a knife or two.

The other four also gathered candles, stuffed them into wine bottles one by one, and threw them at Pumpkin Jack.

Yale's vindictive flames can't work, but ordinary flames can ignite it. When the huge body of Pumpkin Jack burst into flames, everyone already knew that this troll was about to be destroyed.

Ten minutes later, Pumpkin Jack's legs snapped from the middle, revealing the burnt part, declaring that the troll had completely lost its resistance.

Yale chopped off the chandelier, threw it forward, and threw it on the troll's battered body. The only thing he could do was yell and blow at him.

Then the six people removed the floor, fanned the fire desperately, and watched Pumpkin Jack take his last breath.

The troll burned to the end, leaving only a burnt pumpkin head. For some reason, it suddenly floated up, and its empty eyes flickered, as if waiting for something.

"Maybe this is the mechanism leading to the third floor." Betty patted the still hot pumpkin and expressed her judgment to the crowd.

The six people nodded to each other, and then turned into the pumpkin head. After the last Dai Enqi also turned in, with the cheers of the six people, the pumpkin began to slowly rise, and a passage suddenly appeared above the dome.

After the pumpkin completely rose to the third floor of the castle, the world also ushered in the first rays of sunlight.

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