The hall on the first floor was pitch-black.
Even though there was no light source, it was unable to hinder Gloria's normal vision and perception.
Layers upon layers of densely packed energy field ripples covered every inch of space in the ancient castle, dividing the entire ancient castle into tens of millions of narrow areas.
Each region had a completely different spatial environment and attribute from the other region, causing Gloria's extended spiritual perception to return with a completely fragmented, strange scene that could not be pieced back together.
Gloria's perception was limited to a narrow area of twenty meters around her, the scenery slightly further away was a blur. Even if she sensed something, she could not guarantee that the content she sensed was completely accurate.
The entire castle was deathly silent, the place filled with a thick fog that resembled blood water. It was unknown where it originated from, and it was unknown where it flowed to. It drifted randomly in the castle's dark, deep, and winding stone passageways, gathering and dispersing without a trace.
Wherever they passed, the walls, floor, and ceiling that were covered in moss and mold became wet. If one were to lightly brush their hands over it, they would be stained with a bright red and glaring thick blood.
Perhaps knowing that normal wizard beasts were unable to cause any harm to Gloria, Koslin put away his lowly methods and brought out his utmost sincerity to welcome the first guest of the Nightmare Castle.
Gloria wandered around the hall that seemed like a netherworld. The wooden staircase that led to the second floor of the castle was only thirty meters away from the entrance of the hall, but even after walking for a quarter of an hour, the other party was still not far away, as if she would never be able to reach it.
In the darkness far away where it was difficult to see and perceive, the sound of small flying creatures flapping their wings could be heard incessantly, but it was difficult to find any trace of them.
The entire castle was like a horrifying haunted house, not a single person could be seen.
"Playing tricks!" Gloria sneered.
She had been famous for a long time, participated in too many battles, and experienced countless battle scenes, to the point that any ghastly and terrifying scene, in her eyes, was nothing more than a kindergarten level ghost game.
"Since you're hiding and not willing to come out, then I'll dig you out!"
Gloria exerted force with her right foot, and the thick greenish-black stone floor beneath her feet shattered into pieces, forming a shallow pit with a diameter of ten meters with her as the center.
Gloria roared, her hands suddenly piercing into the rock beneath her. When she stood up again, her hands were already holding a broken rock foundation with a diameter of five meters.
In the next second, the wind howled.
The rock flew out like a cannonball, breaking through the bloody mist and disappearing into the darkness.
Thump, thump, thump! A series of muffled sounds rang out, causing the entire Nightmare Castle to tremble.
The broken rock smashed into one wall after another, and just as it was about to crash into the fourth wall, a tall and dark figure suddenly appeared. Clang! Clang! Clang! A few crisp sounds rang out. Wherever the sharp metal blades flashed, the crushed rocks were cut into countless pieces and scattered on the ground.
The Shadow Fiend and Gloria stared at each other across the three layers of holes. The Shadow Fiend's two metal claws rubbed against each other, creating dazzling sparks. After shaking off the rock fragments from its claws, the Shadow Demon silently merged into the darkness. of of its eyes.
Gloria's purple eyes flickered, and with a light flick of her right foot, pieces of broken rock of various sizes floated up. Just as they rose to the height of her chest, she swung her iron fists and hit them one by one.
Woo woo woo …
Pieces of broken rock were like cannonballs, flying in all directions with a sharp whistling sound.
Here, Gloria could not effectively determine the direction and position, and she did not need to do so now. Anyway, with her violence, no matter where the flying broken rock landed, it would cause serious damage to the castle.
She did not believe that if she continued to demolish like this, those hidden bastards would still be able to sit still!
As expected, just as she was happily demolishing, almost tearing the entire hall floor into a mess, and the walls on the first floor were also bombarded with thousands of holes, the bloody mist behind her spread out silently, and Mary transformed into a blood-colored bat, gliding silently behind her.
Just as Mary rushed to within twenty meters of Gloria, the latter instantly sensed it.
She abruptly turned around, her small fist whistling out, and a thick pillar of air that seemed to be condensed into a solid substance instantly shot out.
The blood-colored bat flapped its bat wings and shuttled back and forth in the air, dodging the impact of the violent wind pressure by a hair's breadth. Rushing in front of Gloria, Mary transformed back into her human form, tightly grasping the Bee Stinger Dagger in her hand, and began a dance of death that resembled a face-to-face dance party.
Gloria was indeed being suppressed in all aspects by the Nightmare Castle. Her basic perception, vitality, strength, reaction speed, and attack frequency were all weakened. However, the layer of purple light around her body seemed to belong to the rule power of a certain super-grade Wizard Tool, and indirectly helped her to offset part of the home field suppression.
Hence, once the battle started, Mary, who was only at the middle of the fourth grade, was simply surrounded by perils, and every moment seemed to be wandering on the edge of life and death!
With the strength of a peak of the fourth grade, and a mysterious super-grade Wizard Tool in her hand, Gloria was simply like the incarnation of the God of Strength. Her muscles, which were not strong and sturdy, were immersed in an incomparably violent and majestic divine power, and with every movement she made, she could release a terrifying power that would make one's hair stand on end.
Every time she punched or kicked, she did not even need to hit her opponent's body. Just the terrifying wind pressure from her movements alone could bring unimaginable and terrifying damage to her opponent.
When she punched out, her fist was still tens of meters away from her opponent, but the terrifying fist wind had already made contact with her opponent's body. The fist compressed the air into a translucent bomb, and it shot towards her opponent like a cannonball. Halfway through the attack, the shockwave from the fist wind expanded into a terrifying wind pressure pillar with a radius of several meters.
For Mary, whose vitality was only 21 points and strength was only 17 points, let alone being hit by the fist wind, even if she was swept by the fist wind, she would probably end up with a terrifying outcome of having her bones broken and her flesh turned into paste.
Mary, who had 44 points of Agility, had been buffed by the Nightmare Castle's home field, and her Agility had already risen to 47 points. This caused all of Gloria's movements to seem so slow and sluggish in her eyes. If it was not for the fear of being counterattacked by the purple light, Mary would have been able to leisurely wander around in the midst of the fist wind and kick wind.
The grade 3 Wasp Sting Dagger was of limited threat to Gloria. After a few melee attacks, other than causing the purple light to ripple, Mary did not cause any substantial damage to Gloria.
However, under the frenzied impact of the blood energy, Gloria's purple light barrier began to dim and become dense, no longer as stable and solid as before.
As if sensing that Mary was difficult to deal with, Gloria suddenly stopped moving. Incomparably violent power flowed through her body, and the misty purple light condensed into a dazzling ball of light in her palm.
"Mary, retreat …" Grimm, who had been hiding in the castle and watching the battle, immediately warned her through the mental link.
Mary obeyed everything Grimm said, and did not continue fighting. The bat wings behind her flapped, and she dodged away like a ghost. As soon as she left, a terrifying sun rose from Gloria's hand.
The sun was purple in color!
Wherever the purple sun shone, the blood fog dispersed, and the entire interior of the Nightmare Castle was enveloped in a frenzied purple light.
"Ah …"
Mary screamed mournfully, and her skin that was illuminated by the purple light quickly festered and melted.
The strange energy continued to seep into her body, and the powerful corrosive and assimilative force was enough to make one's hair stand on end.
Mary's figure flashed, and she hid in an adjacent secret room in time to avoid the purple light.
Even though she was out of the attack range, Mary's heart was still thumping wildly. She took out a bottle of Dragonblood Potion and gulped it down. Seeing that her damaged body was rapidly recovering, she finally relaxed. At the same time, she rejoiced inwardly.
Fortunately, Grimm had warned her to leave the battlefield in time. Otherwise, if she had still been by Gloria's side, she might not have been able to escape so easily.
Just what kind of power was that purple light? How could it be so powerful? Mary could be considered a top-notch Grade 4 Magus, but she could not even put up the slightest resistance against this purple light.
Could it be … that it was also a type of power of laws?
While moving quickly inside the castle, Mary used her authority to issue orders to Koslin.
In the depths of the ancient castle, a blood-colored wave swept out, rushing through one stone passageway after another like a stormy sea. It washed down from the top floor and pounced straight at the petite figure standing alone in the middle of the hall of the building.
Boundless Sea of Blood!
This was a terrifying move that Mary had created by combining her own power and the characteristics of the Nightmare Castle. Of course, without that energy pearl, who knew how many living beings would have to be killed to create a sea of blood of this scale.
Now, in her own territory, Mary controlled the sea of blood to rush out of the passageway like a bloody flood, crashing towards Gloria with an earth-shattering force.
The purple light around Gloria's body became even thinner!
The battle with Grimm for a day and a night had consumed a lot of her purple light. Being in her opponent's territory, the terrifying force field suppression was also constantly consuming her energy.
In order to catch that slippery little mouse with extraordinary agility, Gloria had no choice but to use a full-screen attack. Only such an indiscriminate AOE attack could prevent the little bat from escaping or evading, forcing it to compete with the thickness of its energy reserves.
But it was a pity that her action of charging up her power was too obvious, and that hateful little bat escaped in time.
However, just as Gloria passed the buffer period of the violent energy release and was about to continue to chase after the little bat, a terrible rumbling sound came, and an earth-shattering blood torrent rushed down from the top of the stairs, straight towards her.
Gloria's face instantly turned pale!
"Bastard …"
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