Hyperdimensional Warlock

Chapter 2327 Two Rooms
Rusting behind? !
Little Sam shuddered, thinking of a bad situation.

Could it be... the ghost of the farmer is behind him.

He turned his head tremblingly.

There was nothing behind it, only the desk was shaking slightly, making the crisp sound of "creaking" wood touching the floor.

Looking down, it turned out that a foot pad under the corner of the table had been knocked open.

The desk in this house is an old thing, it is said that it has been used for decades, and it has been there when little Sam's mother was still alive.Because of the frequent waxing, the exterior still looks complete; but there is a lake near the castle, and the humid air seeps into the desk day after day. Its core has become somewhat moist and easy to corrode, and a corner of the desk is also missing. Cause perennial shaking.After Little Sam moved in, in order not to affect his daily reading, he placed paper pads under the corners of the table to maintain balance.

Today, the floor pads are knocked to the side.Presumably it was when he tripped and bumped into it just now.

Because of the lack of foot pads and his collision, the weird rustling sound just now was heard.

Little Sam looked at the shaking desk and heaved a sigh of relief. He had mistakenly thought that the ghost of the farmer was behind it.

Speaking of the farmer's ghost, little Sam couldn't help turning his head and looking in the direction of the window.But at this time, there was no shadow reflected on the window, let alone a human face.

Perhaps, he was too tired from reading and had hallucinations?

Little Sam shook his head and stood up, looked around cautiously, but saw nothing unusual.Recalling that the members of the Knights and Wizard Drew had all come in to check, and they all said there was no problem in the room, Little Sam thought to himself that maybe he was really superstitious.

Because of the previous fall, his ankle seemed to be sprained, and little Sam staggered to the chair behind the table and sat down.

Rubbing his sore ankle, Little Sam inadvertently looked at the "Soul Records" blown away by the wind on the table.

He glanced at it just now and saw the illustrations in the book. He remembered that it was a ghost with scarlet eyes appearing in the floor-to-ceiling mirror.

This is somewhat similar to his experience just now.

He also saw ghosts on the mirror-like glass.

Little Sam looked at the explanation next to the illustration, and subconsciously read out: "Special undead...Mirror grudge..."

When little Sam uttered the word "Mirror Resentment", he felt that his surroundings seemed to have become a little colder.

"With a special ability to intervene, it can directly affect the material world through the mirror."

"The mirror is not only its hiding place, but also its transfer path. It can use the mirror surface to make special space transitions."

"The best way to prevent it is to cover all the mirrors with cloth and take them away..."

Gudu, little Sam swallowed his saliva.When he saw this article, he suddenly thought of the scene he saw in the downstairs hall before. Drew led the knights to Star Lake Castle to search the mirror wantonly, and covered the mirror with flannelette, and brought it out of Star Lake Castle.This is so similar to the situation described in the book. Could it be that the behavior of the Knights is to prevent mirror resentment?
"If you have seen Mirror Resentment, then be careful, he might be hiding around you, maybe behind you, or on top of your head..."

It's getting colder all around.I don't know if it's a psychological effect, or it's really getting cold.

"Maybe on your back, or on top of your head."

Looking at the typesetting, little Sam swallowed dryly, turned his head slowly, and there was silence behind him; he raised his head again and looked at the ceiling, which was also peaceful.

"It seems that I'm really too sensitive." Little Sam breathed a sigh of relief.

However, before he finished breathing, he felt a colder and more piercing eerie breath coming from under his feet.At the same time, the ankles under the table seemed to be grabbed by a pair of hands.

Little Sam paused and looked down.

However, under the table, a shadow silhouette appeared at some point.As little Sam looked over, the shadow silhouette raised its head.

Scarlet eyes, evil face, strange rough voice...

The scene in front of him made little Sam's heart seem to stop beating for a few seconds, and then there was an explosion of reversal, and the sound of heartbeat thumped straight into the ears.

Little Sam was not calm anymore.

In other words, no one would be calm when they saw a terrifying grimace suddenly appearing under the table.

Not to mention, this grimace is still the face of a farmer!

The ghost of the farmer has not disappeared.The ghost image he saw on the window just now was not an illusion, everything happened for real, but he didn't notice at the time that the ghost of the farmer had actually escaped from the window and entered this room!

Although little Sam's heart was beating fast, he had seen ghosts after all, and he had dealt with Mrs. Sheila, the spider and undead.

Even though his face turned pale from fright, he still did the work of defending and escaping immediately.

It's just that when little Sam kicked the chair away and wanted to escape, he was pulled back from his ankle with great force.

It was the ghost of the farmer who grabbed his ankle.

The ankle itself was twisted, and now it was pulled back in a targeted manner. Little Sam could no longer maintain his balance and sat back on the chair again.

Although he was shackled by his ankles, little Sam was not someone who would sit still. The more he was at this moment, the less he could panic. He forced himself to ignore all external factors and think about how to deal with the current situation.

The speed of thinking surpasses everything.

It may be subconscious thinking, or it may be a plan before acting.

Little Sam made a new response in less than a second.

When fighting against the undead spider, because Mrs. Xila was his relative, she could use her own blood to attack, but this ghost of the farmer was not related to him, so this move was useless.So, what little Sam did was to pick up the oil lamp on the table, uncover the lampshade, and smash it fiercely at the undead under his feet.

Flames can also be regarded as a violent surge of energy.The energy hedging does not necessarily cause harm to the undead, but Little Sam never thought of causing harm to the undead by relying on the fire in the oil lamp. All he needed was a momentary opportunity.

Time to escape.

Little Sam knew that he was far from being an opponent of the undead, let alone the existence of this suspected special undead.Escaping is obviously the best way, because Wizard Drew and a large number of knights are outside.

Little Sam's response was very decisive and timely.

When the flame touched the dark hand of the farmer's ghost, the hand holding the ankle shrank visibly.

That is, this momentary contraction gave little Sam a chance to leave.With his other intact foot, he kicked the table fiercely, and with the help of the reaction force, he jumped into a fish and jumped several meters away.

Landing and rolling, little Sam didn't look back at the situation behind him, resisting the pain in his ankle, and rushed towards the corridor door.

A second passed when little Sam touched the lock of the gate.

With a twist, the lock is instantly opened.

Looking at the crack in the door that was pushed open, little Sam felt hopeful.

"Undead attack!", "Help!" Little Sam pushed open the door without hesitation, and yelled loudly at the same time.

But what he didn't expect was that when the door opened, what he saw was not the familiar corridor, but a room... This room was exactly his room.

He could even see the overturned chair and crooked tabletop in the room ahead.It was when he jumped in a fish that he knocked over.

But the front is my own room, and the back is also my own room.

Where is he now?
Little Sam was stunned for a moment, he turned his head hesitantly, and looked at the room behind him, which was exactly the same as the room in front of him.

It's like two different mirror spaces.

The ghost of the farmer slowly crawled out from the crooked tabletop with a strange and anti-human gesture.

The front and back rooms are all like this.

"Even two undead appeared?!" Little Sam's heart was shocked, could it be an illusion.

Little Sam can't control that much anymore, if one of the two rooms is an illusion, he believes it must be the room in front of him.He bit the bullet and rushed straight ahead.

However, when he rushed forward for a certain distance, he clearly felt that everything around him seemed to be real.

Whether it is the knocked down chair, the walls on both sides, or the touch of other furniture around, there is no sense of illusion.

Even directly ahead, the eerie presence of the ghost of the farmer was unmistakably real.

Was his choice wrong?
When little Sam began to doubt, he didn't see the ghost of the farmer not far away evoking a strange smile.

With a swoop, the ghost of the farmer rushed in front of little Sam, and the hands with long black nails directly grabbed little Sam's neck.

Before little Sam could react, his thin body was lifted to a high place by a huge force.

Unable to breathe and hanging in the air, little Sam kept struggling, but it was useless at all. With a cruel smile, the farmer's ghost slammed little Sam to the floor.

There was a sudden clicking sound.

It was the sound of little Sam's ribs breaking.

When little Sam was still in a state of being thrown into a semi-confused state, footsteps sounded behind him again.

Another ghost of the farmer in the room behind him actually walked up to little Sam, and his tongue, which was as long as a snake letter, slid past his lips.A strange smile, with inexplicable cruelty and pleasure.

Sharp nails, like animal claws.Towards little Sam's chest, he stabbed fiercely.

Little Sam resisted the discomfort and shifted slightly. Although the opponent's hand did not penetrate his chest, he still took away a large piece of flesh from his right hand.

Blood spewed out, and the lack of flesh and blood made the bones inside even more severe.

Such a terrifying force, if it is inserted into the chest, the result can be imagined.

Even though little Sam escaped a death, he still didn't see hope.The two rooms in the front and back, and the ghosts of the two farmers, seem to be real.

Can't handle one, let alone two.Moreover, he is now seriously injured.

This time, is it really doomed?
……

When Angel arrived at the location of the forestry factory, the sky had completely darkened.

In the past, the factory was still brightly lit, and some carpenters even lit lamps for rough processing.But at this time, except for a few places in the factory, there is still light, and other places are deserted.

Angel slowly walked towards the gate of the factory.

The moment he came to the gate, a dead spirit with extremely dark circles rose slowly from the ground.

This undead is exactly Frode who has been waiting here for a long time.

"Lord Pat." Floyd bowed respectfully, his eyes couldn't help looking at Dangros, who was clinging behind Angor with only half of his 'palm face' showing, and the lingering breeze around Angor. .

He vaguely felt that the palm and the surrounding wind seemed to be two elemental creatures.

Could it be Master Pat's elemental partner?

While Frode guessed, Angor's mental power had already checked the entire scope of the factory.

"No undead were found in the factory. There are residual dead air in some places, among which the dead air remains the most near the mirror." Angle paused, then looked at Frode: "It seems that your guess is correct, this farm The ghost of the Lord is really a ghost."

Frode: "Yes, I also checked, but I didn't find the slightest trace. I don't know where the ghost went."

"Mirror Grudge's soul body insertion ability is very special, and it can be transferred quickly through the mirror. As long as the mirror is enough, its mobility is even comparable to that of some official wizards. It's normal if you don't find it."

As long as there is a mirror surface, the mirror resentment can move quickly. This kind of mobility is indeed quite terrifying.

And mirrors are daily necessities of human life.It can be said that the mirror may have mediocre abilities in the wild, but in areas where humans gather, it will be quite terrifying, and its concealment ability is very strong.

"The best way to deal with mirror grievances is not to have mirrors." Frode: "I have asked the knights to remove all the mirrors in the factory, leaving only two sides."

Frode pointed to the two doors not far away, which corresponded to two warehouses, each with a mirror inside.

The reason why not all of them were dismantled was because if there were no mirrors here, the mirror resentment would not come at all.Leaving two mirrors can effectively limit the range of movement of the mirror.

Angel had already discovered two mirrors in the warehouse when he checked with his mental power before.There is a remnant of dead energy inside, I think Jing Yuan also stayed in these two mirrors before coming here.

"Your idea is correct, but are you really sure that only two mirrors are left?" Angel said softly.

Before that, Frode was very sure, but Angel asked such a question, but it made Frode have a little doubt.Could it be that there are other mirrors that have not been removed?
"There should be no other mirrors." Frode said after hesitating.Although the work of dismantling the mirror was done by members of the Knights, Frode himself checked and made sure that there was no mirror left.

Angel did not reply, but strode towards the inside of the factory.

Frode immediately followed.

After entering the factory, the goal is a long and narrow aisle, and at the end of the aisle is a huge wood processing area.At both ends of the corridor are rooms with various functions and stairs leading to the upper floor.

Angel didn't go into the processing area, but just pushed aside a room next to him.

There were signs of life in the room, but no one was there.

Angel walked directly to the window of the room. Through the glass window, he could clearly see the deep forest outside.

"see it?"

"what?"

When Frode was puzzled, Angel stretched out his knuckles and tapped lightly on the glass surface of the window.

The crisp knocking sound seemed to directly tap into the depths of Frode's thinking.

(End of this chapter)