In coming to this conclusion, Ingres turned his head to look left and right, wanting to see if there were any other injured people nearby, otherwise where did the blood on the woman's body come from?

However, he saw nothing. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info This is a long corridor, dark on both sides, occasionally a wall lamp is burning, but the light of the wall lamp can only shine a range of one or two meters, other than that, it is dim.

Anyway, there was an illusion as a target, and Angels simply put a light spell.

Manipulating the light technique moved back and forth for tens of meters.

Nothing was found, and no figure was seen except the woman in front of him.

What's even more strange is that Ingres not only did not find the injured person, but also did not even find any bloodstains.

If the floor has an automatic cleaning function, that's it. But the trajectory of the woman's movement just now, and the ground where she was lying, there was a large amount of blood. This means that the floor does not have or does not have the function of cleaning up the blood for a short time.

Who is the owner of the blood stains on her body, and how did she suddenly appear here without seeing the blood anywhere else?

Ingres looked at the corridor on either side of the window, the floor was pale yellow, so the blood stains could be clearly seen. But except for the blood stains in the place where the woman was hiding before, the floor was clean and clean, without any stains.

Could it be that she really appeared out of thin air?

Angels walked over to the place where the woman had been hiding, a corner by the window, with visible dripping blood on the floor and a bloody footprint. But other than that, there was no blood.

This woman's strength is not strong, at most she has just stepped into the stage of a junior apprentice, and if she wants to say that a person with this strength can use spatial transfer techniques, he will never believe it. But if it doesn't appear out of thin air, it doesn't make sense.

Did she come in through the wall? No, there was air outside, and there was a drain outside, and if she had gone through the wall, he would have found out......

"Hey, there's a drain outside?"

No! Angel suddenly remembered something!

He walked to the window and looked out. His eyes widened, and the end of the drain pipe was on the third floor, that is, the drain pipe turned into the interior on the third floor!

But the place where the drain pipe bends into the interior is a corridor, where is there any place to drain the water?! And he didn't find any trace of the pipe in the corner before!

That's it, Ingres noticed one more thing when he was climbing the drain pipe earlier.

There was a gurgling sound of liquid flowing in the drain pipe, he didn't pay attention to it at the time, but now he thinks about it and feels particularly weird, the drain pipe suddenly disappeared at the third layer of the wall, but where did the liquid in it come from?

Could there be a hollow mystery between the drain pipe and the wall?

As soon as this thought arose, Angel was suddenly stunned.

Why can't there be a hollow place? What can't be anything in the bizarre wizarding world? Fish fly in the sky, birds swim in the water, and everywhere. It's even possible that there is a world hidden behind a mirror, how can a wall not exist in a hollow space?

It is not difficult for Ingres himself to create a hollow place in the middle. What's more, the owner here is still an official wizard!

With this in mind, Angel sent the illusion back to where the woman had been hiding, and reached out against the wall.

Angel and the illusion become one, feeling the energy fluctuations behind the wall.

Suddenly, a smile appeared on Angels' face. As he expected, the wall was carved with an expanding magic pattern, and there was indeed a room hidden in the center of the wall.

That makes sense, the woman came out of the hidden room, so there was no blood except for this corner.

And the "wounded man" must have been in this hidden room.

Ingres makes the illusion look like he's going to "show his strength", and he doesn't know if anyone will notice him, but he has to let the illusion go through all the things that Ingres has to do, just in case. This is done in order to make the behavior of the "illusion" logical and avoid being discovered.

It's not difficult to enter this hidden room, just find the key point to expand the magic pattern.

As the Expansion Pattern was activated, there was a sudden tremor on the wall, and then a glimmer of light flashed, and the door to the hidden room was opened.

Before entering the room, Ingres heard the familiar sobbing.

From the moment he entered the inner world, he could hear the same cry almost every minute and every moment.

Angel made a wary look and slowly pushed the door open.

If there is an undead inside, he must escape as fast as he can. Although the undead may not be able to do anything to him, there is no way for him to deal with the undead.

But when the door was pushed open, Ingres' eyes widened.

Undead? No.

There was nothing else in the room, only a huge bath that emitted steaming white steam. But the air that came out of the bath was not water vapor, but blood vapor! Because the bath was filled with thick and hot blood.

If Angel turned on the purification force field at this time, he would undoubtedly be able to smell the fishy smell that rushed to the sky.

Where does the blood in the bath come from?

Tick-tock, tick-tock-

Drops of blood flowed down from the red ** man hanging above the room. At the top of the room, hooks like sickles hung upside down, and more than thirty naked ** people were stuck in their chests with scythes, and blood was falling from the wounds on their chests.

Hot, fresh, and with a strong resentment of the blood, it fell and dripped into the bath.

Some of the women hanging from the sickle are dead, and some are still alive, but their hearts have been pierced and they are not far from death. That quiet cry is the groan of despair of those who are still alive.

Angel now understands why the corpses in the graveyard pit have a wound on their chest, which is how it came.

Thinking of the endless undead in the entire forest, Ingres couldn't imagine how many people Castle Black had killed over the years.

Ingre's face was a little pale, and he didn't even dare to step into this room in the face of this mess.

It's not that I'm afraid, it's just that I'm resisting deep down.

There was no one in the bath, but there was a row of footprints on the edge of the bath that led to the door. Obviously, the woman outside was halfway through the "bath" when she noticed someone coming in, so she hurriedly came out to ambush her.

The drain outside is not draining water, but the blood that is used to bathe.

Angel endured the discomfort in her heart and stepped inside.

There was no mechanism inside, but Angel would rather face the mechanism than face the devastation of this room. In particular, the women who were still alive looked at him with resentful eyes, like thorns.

Ingres wanted to explain to these poor women, but how could he explain it? Even if he did, what was the use. Their hearts have been pierced, and death is not far away.

Even if he wanted to save people, relying on the novice healing technique, he would not be able to recover at all.

Angel walked to the bath and looked straight into the eyes that looked like sharp arrows. He simply stood for a long time before he said lightly:

"I'm not here to save you. ”

Angel said the first words, leaving them stunned.

"I'm not here to kill you. I want to know, how did you end up at Castle Black?"

After a while, a voice with a sharp and resentful voice said: "Black Castle, this is Black Castle? Hahaha, I can die and understand! I will not let go of Black Castle if I become a ghost, and I will not let go of everyone here!"

Angel looked calmly over to a woman with long hair and a shawl, her eyes frenzied and her resentment enveloping her. She is mortal, but there is no doubt that once she dies, she will immediately become an undead.

Ingres was still thinking about it, and the long-haired woman's eyes widened as she seemed to be overly enraged, and a rush of blood gushed out of the wound.

Seeing that she was about to die, Angel casually performed a healing technique to forcibly hang her life.

Of all the people present, she was the only one who still retained consciousness and was able to speak clearly. Ingres wanted to get the information, so he could only pry it out of her mouth.

The woman gasped and looked at Angel with resentment in her eyes: "Why do you want to save me?"

"I can't save you, your heart is broken, and I can't go back. Angel said lightly: "I hung your life, just to know, where did you come from and why are you here?"

"Who are you? You're not one of those witches?" the woman grimaced, as if real resentment was slowly accumulating.

"I'm not from Castle Black, I'm here...... Save people. Angel looked at the woman.

"Hahaha, save people, hahaha. The woman laughed, laughing as tears flowed.

At the same time, the resentment on her body surged more and more with her excitement, and even Angel could see the rolling black waves with her naked eyes.

It's a pity that the woman laughed to the top, and the wound that had been healed broke again, and her heart was stirring, and she was about to die.

Angels saved her again.

"To answer my question, how did you get here, did you see such a man half a day ago?" said Ingre, simulating the apparition of the shadow.

The woman didn't answer, just kept screaming and laughing.

Again and again, her heart was broken, healed and broken by Angel again. In a short period of time, she tasted this great terror between life and death, and as a result, her resentment grew almost exponentially.

Angel could see that the woman seemed to be using his hand to make her resentment when she was alive accumulate to the peak. Once the resentment is extreme, the resentment that arises after death will quickly push her through the early stage of the undead.

After hesitating for a moment, Ingres decided to fulfill her. If this is her long-cherished wish before she dies, then fulfill her.

The woman said something at first, seducing Angel to continue healing her.

But later, she seemed to see that Angel intended to help her accumulate resentment, so she simply didn't say anything, just kept agitating her qi and blood, and let herself experience life and death again and again.

Her resentment, in the push again and again, reached a terrifying level.

Angel didn't expect that this ordinary mortal woman would be able to endure such severe pain again and again, and if she hadn't been caught by the people of Castle Black, she might have been a hero like Nausicaa.

Pity. Before she could see the future, she fell to the starting line.

Perhaps, the woman knew that her limit had been reached, and for the last time, she looked at Angel without resentment in her eyes, and was calm and quiet like a lady.

"I am the thirteenth daughter of King Kuman, and I was framed as a prisoner by the eldest princess because of the loss of the Scarlet King's power. King Kuman reduced me to a commoner, and the eldest princess made me a slave, and after exile, I was sold here...... Hahaha, I thought I would become a slave and serve men for the rest of my life, but I didn't expect this to be a demon women's cave, they bathed in virgin blood, and then ...... You saw it. The woman said, her anger disappearing, "As for them, the cowards who only know how to cry are probably sold by slave traders." ”

King Guman Ingre's heart was a little surprised, the Kingdom of Guman was not in a fairy tale world, and it was not thousands of miles away from here? Ordinary people probably wouldn't be able to get here in their lifetime.

Therefore, the slave trader in her mouth definitely has a wizarding background.

According to this logic, all women were sent by slave traders, and the "cold place" that Huahua said may not be in the fairy tale world. That's even harder to find, and there are so many cold places in the South!

"This man, I've seen it. The woman vomited blood and pointed to the illusion of the shadows: "Just a few hours ago, the witch had a fight with the man, and finally he came in, took one look at us and left. Then when the witch returned, she cursed and bathed again. ”

After the woman finished speaking, the whites of her eyes began to roll upward.

Angel lowered his head: "Thank you." ”

The woman laughed, and life was extinguished.