"He's gone …" This voice was very strange. It sounded like a real voice, but it also sounded like a fluctuation on the energy level.
"Let's go." As his voice fell, the empty corridor once again fell into silence.
There was no fluctuation in the physical world, but in the vision of the energy world, a figure … no, it wasn't just one figure. There were dozens or even hundreds of figures that passed through the stone walls of the corridor, entered the void, and disappeared.
…
The Land of Revelation, Central Empire.
Gondola traveled across the sky while leaving white bubbles on the bottom of the boat. The boat was heading toward Saint Sem City, which was located behind the central mountain range.
When they were about to reach the city, Angor noticed that Sam, who was sitting on the opposite side of the boat, began to look uneasy.
His eyes flickered as he clung to the edge of the boat and kept looking down.
The morning star had just risen, and the sky was only getting brighter. The air was still covered by a thin layer of mist, which limited visibility. Sam could only see the general shape of the land with his naked eyes, but he still tried his best.
Soon, Gondola arrived at the side of the central mountain range, where they could already see the bright lights of Saint Sem City in the distance. However, Little Sam didn't pay attention to the city in the distance at all. He was still overlooking the land.
Suddenly, the cold mist below slightly dispersed, and Little Sam saw a lake.
His eyes suddenly froze.
Little Sam's eyes were filled with mixed emotions. His throat was trembling, and his eyes were filled with sorrow.
Angor wondered what Sam saw that made him so emotional. Angor sent a strand of spirit feelers out of the Gondola and looked down.
The darkness of the night had yet to fade away. Below the clouds, cold mist was still rolling. Through the mist, Angor could see a clear lake halfway up the mountain, as well as an old castle hidden in a dense forest beside the lake.
The castle was surrounded by a black iron fence, which seemed to have been abandoned for a long time. Even the path leading to the entrance was covered with weeds.
"Do you care about that castle?" Angor asked in a small voice.
Sam looked back in surprise. "You can see it, Mister Padt?"
"Yes. It's an abandoned castle. There's a statue of a lady covered in moss at the entrance."
Young Sam's eyes dimmed when he heard that the statue was covered with moss. He hesitated for a while and said, "That statue is my ancestor, Queen Rowling, the founder of Saint Sam City."
"Oh? So the castle belongs to Queen Rowling's clan, which is your family? "
Young Sam nodded slightly.
"If it's Queen Rowling's legacy, why is it abandoned?"
A complicated look flashed in Sam's eyes. He shook his head and said, "Only my mother's branch has been abandoned. The main branch is still the royal family of the Central Empire."
"I see." Angor didn't ask anything else... Maybe it was related to power struggles within the royal family.
Angor wasn't interested in that.
Seeing that the boat was about to leave the lake, Sam bit his lips and asked, "Mister Padt, can I … can I go to the castle and have a look?"
Angor didn't answer right away. Instead, he looked at Sam in the eyes.
"I know it's rude, but, but I..." Sam's face blushed. He couldn't find a good excuse, so he could only lower his head, "Forget it, I'm sorry."
Angor chuckled. "Since you showed me the way, I'll agree."
They were already here anyway, and they didn't need to waste time. Also, Angor sensed a familiar smell coming from the castle. He considered and accepted Sam's request.
Young Sam's eyes lit up. He looked at Angor gratefully.
Angor controlled the Gondola to slowly descend through the thin clouds. Soon, they arrived at the lake.
The Gondola smoothly transitioned from a flying boat on the Sky Sea to a boat on the lake.
The Gondola slowly moved across the water and docked at a rusty dock.
Standing on the dock, they could already see the silent castle 50 meters away from them.
Looking closer, they could feel the vastness of the castle even more.
The castle was abandoned and covered in moss and vines. Still, Angor could tell that the castle was beautiful when it was in its prime.
It had the style of Saint Sem City, a famous art city both in the world and abroad.
Even now, the castle still looked like a lady sitting by a peaceful lake. However, there was still some dust on it.
"I heard that Queen Rowling built this castle for her later years. It has been passed down for thousands of years, until it was inherited by my mother's family," said Sam. Sam's eyes were filled with nostalgia. "When you look at the lake from the castle at night, you can see the peaceful lake filled with stars. That's why my mother named this place Star Lake Castle.
"Before anything happened to my family, I would come here with my mother every summer."
"That apple tree over there … I planted it with the gardener's son. And that big rock … I drew it on it when I was naughty …" Sam spoke in a nostalgic tone as he walked toward the castle.
Walking to the iron fence at the gate of the castle, Little Sam recalled the scenes of the past summer.
"This is where my childhood was …" Sam sighed.
"You're still a child now," Angor said.
Young Sam lowered his head. "Mister Padt was the only one who called me a kid these years."
Young Sam said and went to the gate of the fence.
Even though the door was locked, it had not been maintained for so many years, so the door could not withstand the corrosion of the water vapor. Little Sam gently pushed the door, and the lock fell off, and the door opened.
Crossing the muddy path, Sam Jr. walked all the way to the statue of Queen Rowling.
As Angor said, Queen Rowling's statue was covered in moss. The pure white statue looked as if it was moldy, which made the statue, which represented the beauty of kindness, look a bit creepy.
However, in Sam's eyes, the statue still looked the same as when he was a child. After standing in front of the statue for a while, he walked around it and headed toward the castle.
Sam didn't notice that Queen Rowling's eyes flashed red when he turned his back on the statue.
Angor, on the other hand, saw it. He only grinned but didn't do anything.
When Sam came to the gate of the castle, he was still filled with emotions, but he didn't hesitate to push the gate open.
However, when Sam was about to touch the door handle, he was pulled back by a strong force from behind.
Sam staggered several steps back and finally stood beside Angor.
"Mister Padt?" Sam finally stood up and looked around in confusion.
Angor stared at the dusty gate for a while and chuckled. "I saw some interesting little ones."
Interesting little ones? Sam didn't understand what Angor meant. He looked at the gate carefully and didn't find anything different. When he was a kid, the air here always smelled like incense left by Titian's servants. But now, there was a rotten, moldy smell in the air.
Maybe it was because the castle was close to the lake, which caused the wood to be corroded by the water vapor, as well as the smell of dead rats.
Could it be that Mr. Padt was talking about a rat?
Just as Sam was about to ask, a strange laughter suddenly entered his ears.
Eh, the laughter came from behind … Is there someone behind me? Little Sam wanted to turn his head to see who it was, but as soon as he turned his head, he felt darkness in front of him.
Angor saw Sam's clear eyes change completely when he turned around.
His pupils and the whites of his eyes turned completely black, while some of them even glowed red. With a strange grin on his face, Sam dashed toward the gate with crazy steps.
"Possession." Angor glanced at the statue of Queen Rowling not far away, then at Sam, whose expression changed drastically.
Sam kept running toward the castle as if he didn't hear Angor's words at all.
However, before he could reach the castle gate, another person appeared in front of him.
It was Angor.
"I thought you'd try to attack Sam's soul. But it's possession." Angor looked at Sam's dark eyes. "How did you do it?"
Sam tilted his head and didn't answer. Instead, he gave Angor a strange grin. "Anyone who stands in my way shall die —"
Angor couldn't tell if the voice belonged to a male or female.
As soon as he finished speaking, Little Sam's nails began to grow, and in the blink of an eye, they became sharp and black.
"Die!" Sam lunged at Angor with his sharp claws.
Sam was only a mortal. Even if he was possessed, he couldn't turn into a superhuman in an instant. His speed was still limited by his physical body.
Therefore, before Sam could see what was happening, a cold metal muzzle was pressed against his forehead.
It was a revolver covered with silver runes. He held it in his hand and pointed the muzzle at Sam's forehead.
"I don't know what you're trying to do, but you're too bold to possess someone right in front of me. Just die."
With that, he pulled the trigger, and a strange ripple was released from the muzzle.
Sam screamed in pain as an undead spirit with black eyes and a face full of blue veins floated out of Sam's body. It tried to attack Angor again, but before it could do anything, its spirit body collapsed and disappeared from the world.
With the disappearance of the undead, the color of Sam's eyes gradually returned to normal, and his fingernails also changed back.
Little Sam opened his eyes. His eyes were a little out of focus. It took him a while to come back to his senses.
"Mister Padt, what happened to me?" Sam vaguely felt that something was wrong, but he couldn't remember what had happened before.
"Nothing. You were possessed by an undead spirit," Angor answered casually.
"An undead spirit?!" Sam didn't know the truth about the supernatural world yet, but he had heard about undead spirits that often appeared in novels.
"Yes. To be more precise, it was an undead spirit hiding in that statue over there." "Speaking of which, the undead creature was weak. But how did it manage to use 'possession' on someone? That's strange."
Possession was one of the more difficult soul tricks Nessie had described. Normally, only undead spirits who had accumulated resentment for at least ten years could learn such a trick by chance.
But the undead spirit Sam saw just now had been dead for five or six years. How did it know such a powerful technique?
Little Sam had experienced life and death in one day, and he had also seen a small part of the supernatural world on Gondola. Therefore, he quickly accepted the fact that there were undead creatures here. "Why are there undead creatures here?" He asked curiously.
"The aura of death and resentment here is very strong. Many people must have died here. It's easy for undead spirits to gather in a place like this. "
There were two reasons why Angor agreed to let Sam come to the castle. On one hand, he wanted to thank Sam for leading the way. On the other hand, he sensed a familiar aura in the castle.
Without a doubt, it was the extremely dense aura of evil spirits.
These evil thoughts and death auras converged, turning the originally tranquil castle into a true … Ghost Castle.
"Mister Padt, there are more undead spirits here?" Young Sam swallowed his saliva and looked at the dark old castle nearby. "Is there one inside?"
Angor nodded. "Of course. Apart from the one you saw, all the other undead spirits are inside."
Hearing this, Little Sam's cheeks turned pale instantly.
"Mister Padt, are you talking about the little guy …?"
Angor nodded. "Yes, I'm talking about undead creatures. For example, the one at the door. "
Sam froze and felt a chill on his back. He slowly turned his head back as if he was in slow motion. Then, he saw a long-haired woman floating in front of the door.
The long-haired woman raised her face, which was covered by her hair, when Sam looked at her.
Her eyes were bulging, and there was a purplish bruise on her face. There was also a blackened tongue hanging out of her mouth.
Seeing this, Little Sam was so scared that he sat on the ground and kept moving backward. His lips were also trembling.
He finally understood why Mister Padt dragged him back here. It was because the undead spirits were right there.
"Not just the one at the door. The window over there, the eaves on the right, the chimney on the top floor, the flue on the second floor …"
Every time Angor spoke, Sam would see a terrifying shadow appearing in the same location as Angor's voice.
In just a few seconds, the seemingly empty castle had become extremely 'lively'.
"… Undead spirits everywhere."
At least 30 undead spirits showed up in different parts of the castle.
Now, all of them were glaring at Angor and Sam who were standing by the door with vicious eyes.
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