It All Starts with the Wizard

　　The closer to the depths of the corridor, the stronger the **** smell and the chattering in his ears. Roman had to bite the tip of his tongue hard, trying to keep himself awake.

　　 Fortunately, the corridor was not long. Following the blood floating in the air, Roman quickly saw a closed red wooden door. Looking at the location, Roman estimated that it should be Lord Baron’s room.

　　The wooden door is carved with many messy red lines, each line is extremely distorted and chaotic, and the blood mist in the air is constantly merging into these lines, looking like blood vessels flowing.

In Roman’s eyes, these lines seem to be not carved on the door at all. They overlap each other to form a terrible pattern, which cannot be accurately described. They are roughly like humanoid creatures wailing in the abyss, and are blurred in those Under the influence of his babbling, he felt as if he had come alive, and he kept struggling and screaming at the door, as if he was about to crawl out.

　　 At this time, Roman suddenly felt a trace of blood flow down his nose into his mouth, salty, and Roman knew that he would not last long under this situation.

But looking at the current situation, coupled with the phenomenon of isolation from the inside and outside of the castle, that guy is likely to be doing something important. Now that it is impossible to retreat, he has lost his first hand, and now he can only gamble. Put it.

　　 Without hesitating too much, Roman directly stretched out his hand and pressed it on the red wooden door in front of him. It was not as hard as imagined, but rather warm and soft, as if it was pressed against a person's skin.

With a slight force, the door was pushed through a gap quietly. In an instant, a strong smell of blood rushed to his face. The smell was disgusting. Roman's eyes were all bright red for a while, as if there was A huge wave of red blood gushed from the crack in the door and swept towards Roman.

　　 But soon, the illusion in front of him disappeared abruptly, but at this moment, Roman was already drenched with sweat, and his body was a little too weak. The illusion just now made Roman even suffocate, and he still has lingering fears.

　　 gritted his teeth fiercely, Romain's eyes showed a desperate madness, his left hand pushed forward forcefully, the door was completely opened, Romain immediately took a step back, his right hand crossed the knife to prevent something from rushing out of the door.

　　 But fortunately, no monsters appeared, and Roman finally saw the scene in the room clearly.

　　 All the curtains in the room were closed, only a few oil lamps were burning, barely illuminating the dim room.

　　 The walls around the room are all covered with weird symbols with blood. These symbols are still flashing with faint fluorescence under the illumination of the surrounding lights, and there seems to be something flowing inside.

　　 Every symbol is connected in series with blood, almost all over the room. In the end, all the blood lines converged on the floor in the center of the room to outline a circular complex pattern.

　　 More than a dozen people in different clothes stood stiffly in the center of the pattern, standing in a circle along the peripheral blood line.

Roman immediately recognized them by their clothes. Some were members of the guards, some were servants in the castle, and the old Doctor John. There were several Romans who hadn't seen them, but Roman guessed that they should be doctors from other towns. NS.

Roman even found the figure of Baron Kohler inside. They didn’t know what was going on. Everyone raised their heads high, almost at right angles to their backs, their bodies stood straight, but their limbs were like twisted tree trunks. There were morbidly satisfied smiles on his face, and his eyes stared at the ceiling feverishly.

Their mouths opened as far as they could, even tore the skin and flesh around them, their saliva mixed with blood was left along the corners of their mouths, and thin blood lines appeared in the corners of their eyes and ears, and they went down their necks into the collars. Among.

　　 There is a deep bone wound on the wrists of their hands, blood dripping down continuously, on the floor as if being pulled by some invisible force, converging towards the center surrounded by them.

　　 Roman through the gap between them, vaguely saw a graceful figure kneeling in a pool of blood.

Roman looked at the expressions of these people in front of him. From their open mouths, one could imagine that they must be shouting something loudly, but the whole room was silent and terrible. Roman could only hear his breathing gradually becoming a little rapid. There is also the sound of blood flowing slowly.

　　 And I don’t know why, since the moment Roman opened the door, the babbling lingering in his ear disappeared, as if he had suddenly entered another world.

Suddenly, Roman stared, and through the dim candlelight in the room, he carefully looked at the woman who was kneeling in the middle again. She folded her hands together and had her head lowered. She seemed to be praying, and she seemed to be praying. The woman's long show The hair fell down, covering most of her cheek, Roman seemed to be able to feel what she was talking about, but there was no sound.

The blood under her body is constantly surging, climbing towards her body little by little. Now the position below the waist of the woman is completely covered by blood, UU reading www.uukanshu.com is like wearing a red dress. Long skirt.

　　Roman's gaze was fixed on the woman in front of him, his thoughts turned like electricity:

　　 "Strange, if nothing happens, this woman is definitely a traverser, but I don’t know if the weird ritual in front of me was caused by the traversal or she did it herself?"

　　Roman actually prefers the second type, because combined with his own travel experience, it is really hard to imagine that people are so organized.

　　 Then Roman thought again:

　　 "Why didn't this woman react at all to her arrival? Does she not know? Or can't?"

　　 Thinking of this, Roman took a tentative step forward and formally stepped into that strange room.

　　 crunch...

　　 The wooden floor, which was originally strong and durable, made a slight noise as if it was about to decay, but other than that, nothing seemed to have changed.

Roman stepped on the floor, but it was like now in the damp soil after the rain. The floor even felt a slight sinking. As soon as he entered the room, Roman felt that his whole body was covered with fine goose bumps, and his whole body seemed to be covered with something. The indescribable is wrapped.

But at this time, Roman didn't have the energy to bother about these discomforts. The hands holding the knife oozeed a little sweat, and his eyes stared at the people standing in the center unblinkingly, as if they would open their completeness in the next second. The torn mouth rushed over with a roar.

But fortunately, those puppet-like people still kept their original movements, and the women still bowed their heads in prayer. They did not even react to the arrival of Roman. It seemed that everything was still except the flow of blood. .

　　 Roman Roman seemed to have discovered something, and a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.