White Flame was right. In the eyes of the demon hunters, the vengeful spirit, which was sealed in the far north of Siberia, was safe and harmless. Although there was a human family suffering under the invasion of the vengeful spirit, in the eyes of the demon hunters, the people who summoned the evil spirit and caused harm were not worthy of sympathy. In fact, in their eyes, no one was worthy of sympathy. There were many reasons for their war against the otherworldlings, but sympathy for ordinary humans was not one of them.
The standard for judging whether an otherworldling was harmful was whether the otherworldling had the potential to grow and develop, and whether it would threaten the demon hunter organization itself. Other than that, they rarely got distracted.
Therefore, they rarely looked for trouble with the vengeful spirit, at least not actively. Most of the vengeful spirits appeared in inaccessible places, and they were irrational. They would not expand their territory and did not know how to build their power. They were a strange creature between a creature and a natural phenomenon. They did not even need to be treated as an enemy. So even if the humans they entangled were often in a state of misery, the demon hunters did not care much about this problem.
Three hundred years ago, the Andrea Family had provoked this terrible spiritual creature. No one knew how they managed to bind the vengeful spirit to the depths of their castle. After that, the ancestors of the family began to seek help from the dark world. They looked for people who knew witchcraft, the church, and even some otherworldlings. Their activities naturally fell into the eyes of the demon hunters, but the demon hunters did not even bother to show up and ask about it.
The only thing that interested the demon hunters was that it had stayed in the material world for such a long time. Under normal circumstances, a vengeful spirit would not stay in the real world for a long time. They were "monsters born from nightmares", and some twisted world of the underworld was their home. So vengeful spirits would usually dissipate after causing a ruckus. The vengeful spirit under Andrea Castle had been entrenched for 300 years. Perhaps it was bound to this place by the seal under the castle, or perhaps the "witch" had ordered the vengeful spirit to torture the descendants of the Andrea Family for a long time to punish them for their disobedience. But in any case, this special feature did not attract much attention from the orthodox demon hunters.
Nangong Sanba was the first demon hunter to ask about it. On the second day after Nangong Sanba was sent back to his hometown by the vengeful spirit, White Flame also arrived. If Nangong Sanba had acted two days later, the two of them would have bumped into each other.
It seemed that White Flame did not know that Nangong Sanba had fought with the vengeful spirit here two days ago. Naturally, Hao Ren would not mention it.
"By the way, Igor didn't know you were coming down to help?" Seeing White Flame leading the way in silence, Hao Ren had to break the silence. "How did you get in here?"
"Igor? Oh, you mean the people living in the castle … I'm not here to help them, "White Flame said, shrugging." Although I think they are indeed … worthy of sympathy, my mentor said that compassion cannot be the rule of action for a demon hunter. I'm just looking for my prey, so naturally, I didn't disturb the people in the castle. Oh, it's in front. "
White Flame pointed not far ahead. Only then did Hao Ren notice that they had left the area where the snowstorm was the most violent. There was a small mound in front of them, and a pure black building stood on the mound. The building was very strange. There were rough cracks and cuts on the four walls, as if the whole house was directly "torn out" from another, larger building. It was abruptly placed on the mound. Although it had man-made features, the whole atmosphere looked exceptionally strange when coupled with the twisted and weird environment around it.
"This is part of the castle," White Flame said, pointing to the rectangular house. "It was supposed to be a hall in the crypt. It was torn from the castle and twisted and merged into the alien space created by the vengeful spirit. I suspect that this house is a key part of the seal system. That's why it can be preserved so well. The vengeful spirit's attention is wandering around this house, but it never dared to get too close to this place: the perfect foothold. "
White Flame stepped forward and pushed open the heavy iron door of the strange house. The old, decayed hinges creaked. The house was dark. White Flame gently waved her hand, creating floating sparks in the air to illuminate the surrounding environment. Hao Ren saw that it was indeed a relatively spacious hall, and he could vaguely see the gorgeous decoration that once served as the center of the crypt. However, this place had become part of the alien space under the erosion and distortion of the vengeful spirit. There were messy piles and weird black debris everywhere in the hall. Only a small area in the middle had been cleared, which was the place where White Flame had rested for the past two days.
"Find a place to rest," White Flame said, walking in front. "The black material is soul sandstone, a spellcasting material that is difficult to find in the outside world."
The latter half of her sentence was directed at Nangong Sanba.
Lily saw that there were 'good stones' in this place that she had never seen before. She suddenly cheered and ran to explore.
Hao Ren casually found an open space and sat down. He looked up at White Flame curiously. "Say, how much do you know about this castle and the vengeful spirit here? Let's exchange information. "
White Flame did sneak into the crypt without the knowledge of the Andrea family, but she had also collected a lot of information about the castle before she came here. Through the demon hunter's intelligence network and the ancient books from third parties that she could access, what she knew about the Andrea family was no less than what Nangong Sanba had read in the castle library. And this strange demon hunter lady did not seem to mind telling him what she knew. "I did find something … If you want to talk about the origin of the vengeful spirit, you must mention the rise of the Andrea family. Three hundred years ago, the ancestor of the family and another person worked together for a witch. At that time, it was a very common thing. But later, out of greed, they betrayed the witch and conspired to steal two of the witch's treasures. One of the treasures and the traitor who took it can't be verified. We can only be sure that the treasure that the ancestor of the Andrea family stole was' wealth '… "
At first, Hao Ren thought that he was going to hear the legend from Nangong Sanba and Igor again. But when White Flame opened her mouth, it was very different from what he knew. He suddenly could not help but say, "Wait a minute! You said that the ancestor of the Andrea family stole the treasure from the witch? You didn't inherit it? "
"At least that's what I know," White Flame said, nodding seriously. "And to be honest, it's unlikely that a witch would give two mortal servants any gifts. In the history of witches, if they didn't take the souls of their servants, they would be considered kind. So the biggest possibility is that the ancestor of the Andrea Family and another human servant stole the witch's things. And the vengeful spirit is undoubtedly a punishment. "
"It's impossible for humans to summon the vengeful spirit. This kind of thing can't be summoned," Nangong Wuyue also nodded in agreement. "So Igor's statement is obviously untenable. Maybe the descendants of the Andrea family falsified the facts to make their ancestors look good. I think the vengeful spirit is probably related to the treasures they stole from the witch. They just got themselves into trouble. "
Hao Ren rubbed his chin and fell into deep thought. Suddenly, he saw Vivian looking around in a daze. He asked curiously, "What are you thinking about?"
"I feel like …" Vivian looked around the ruined hall and frowned. "I feel like I've forgotten something …"
Before her voice trailed off, Lily, who had run to the side to "explore", suddenly shouted, "Hey! Hey! Look, look, I found something! "
Hao Ren quickly ran over to see what was going on. Lily pointed to the wall of the hall and said, "Look, there's a portrait hanging here too!"
It turned out that there were some oval picture frames hanging on the wall. The frames were also the images of the Andrea ancestors that they had seen on the upper floor of the castle. Perhaps it was the uniqueness of the vengeful spirit's dimension, the portraits in these frames were still very clear. However, there were only a few frames that could be found here. The crypt had been sealed off 200 years ago. Since the last member of the Andrea family who could barely fight against the vengeful spirit died of madness, no new family portraits were sent to this hall. So until the hall was swallowed up and assimilated by the distorted dimension, it still retained the scene of the last member of the Andrea family leaving 200 years ago.
Two hundred years ago …
Hao Ren suddenly thought of something. He immediately turned his head to the end of the hall. According to the structure he saw in other parts of the castle, there should be another special portrait hanging there!
But there was nothing there. There was only an empty stone wall where the portrait of the witch should have hung.
Lily also guessed what Hao Ren was thinking at this time. She quickly ran over to check the wall carefully. Suddenly, she found that there were faint traces of uneven color on the wall. Obviously, something had been hung here.
Becky was indeed a mercenary who often explored all kinds of ruins. At this time, her understanding and intuition were amazingly strong. Without Hao Ren saying anything, she immediately guessed what to look for. She immediately ran to the foot of the wall and rummaged through the soul sandstone that piled up on the ground. Soon, she saw something with only a corner of it exposed under the black gravel.
"Found it! Here it is! "
Becky shouted happily as she carefully pulled the thing out from under the black gravel. It was indeed a huge portrait, mounted in a solid wooden frame. The surface was even covered with a layer of expensive quartz to protect the painting.
Hao Ren recalled what Igor once said: In the generation of his grandfather, because a member of the family dreamed of the witch and fell from the castle, all the portraits of the witch in the castle were covered with veils. From that day on, no one knew the witch's appearance.
But there was still a original version of the witch preserved in the castle: deep underground, in the different dimension that was sealed by the vengeful spirit for 200 years.
Lily and Becky carefully brushed away the dust and gravel on the portrait. A beautiful girl appeared in the portrait.
Vivian.
"Oh, I remember!" The voice of the vampire girl came from behind. "I lived here before!"
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