Do not disturb the evil spirits [Unlimited]

Si Qingxuan ignored the system's complaints.

Because Si Qingxuan knows that the system has been watching the excitement and it's not a big deal, so its opinions sometimes don't have to be adopted at all.

"Now Ricardo Morandon has appeared." Si Qingxuan said indifferently, "As long as you kill him, the castle will be completely freed from the abnormal time loop, right?"

Ricardo Morandon originally summoned Ouroboros and gained the ability to control "time".But this ability is flawed, it can only radiate the range of a castle.

In other words, as long as he himself is in this castle, he will never die.

However, in this way, he was equivalent to being imprisoned in the castle for an endless time.

Not to mention, would his friend Rudolph be willing to be imprisoned in this endless time with him... Not to mention, after being corroded by the power of the ouroborcus, the butler even completely alienated into a terrifying mothman .

[At that time, the seriously ill Ricardo Morandon, relying on his identity as the head of the family and an old friend, persuaded Rudolph and some close servants around him to participate in the summoning ceremony. 】The system snorted and said, 【But they didn't expect that Ricardo Morandon would use them as living sacrifices to summon ourouroblasts.Ouroborcus is also an evil thing, endowing Ricardo with special abilities, but it didn't eat all the sacrifices, but turned them into its own subordinates... That's why the butler became a mothman.Including the cook under the housekeeper, who didn't look smart before, maybe his brain has been eaten away by bugs. 】

So that later, Rudolph was upset because of being betrayed, and tried every means to kill Ricardo Morandon, and sealed him in that coffin.

Rudolph doesn't seem to want to be a monster all his life.He also wanted to acquire mysterious abilities like Ricardo did.

So he spent more than ten years running the castle, screening sacrifices, and preparing for another summoning ceremony.

But the sacrifice he insisted on using was the blood of Ricardo Morandon left in the world—that is, the young master Morandon.This is undoubtedly revenge.

[Because of the special property of ouroboros swimming in time and space, the summoning ceremony for it cannot be held frequently.Generally speaking, two successful summons within a hundred years are considered too many. 】The system explained, 【As a subordinate of Ouroboros, the butler can only bet on one possibility.But if the ceremony is successful, for him, it is indeed possible to further complete the evolution... If Ricardo wakes up a few days later, perhaps the story will be different. 】

So much for the fight between Ricardo Morandon and the butler Rudolph.Although it was Morandon who betrayed first, the butler was not to be outdone: he took revenge on his master, and then killed the innocent mother and son Sophie.In the end, both the master and the servant evolved into a scum full of sins, and it is not an exaggeration to be crushed and ashes.

All their actions are motivated by their own desires, not some "belief in gods", which is very true.

[Ricardo Morandon is obsessed with 'being alive'.But he was killed once after all.Now he has integrated the remaining life of himself with the black forest on this land: if he does not die, these vines will not die, and vice versa. 】The system commented enthusiastically, 【But your ex-boyfriend is making the fire more and more prosperous——'Hellfire' is really a rare talent.It’s not that the effect of this talent is so special, but I’ve never seen any human beings who can match the talent of ‘Hellfire’...]

Si Qingxuan silently looked at the scorching flames in front of him.

Even if you are far away, you can feel the hot breath in the air.

This flame really seemed to be ignited from hell, as if it was going to reduce everything to ashes.This is the power that does not belong to the mortal world, but the fire that belongs to the gods.

【it's beautiful.His soul is burning too.Do you see that, High Priest? 】The system said in a low voice,【I only occasionally appreciate the courage of human beings at such times. 】

"You better shut up yourself."

I'm already getting used to the noise of the system...but Si Qingxuan still finds it really annoying.

He watched the vines carefully wrap Ricardo Morandon's body while resisting the incoming flames.

It seems that the tenacity of the vines still cannot resist the offensive of the flames.

Ricardo Morandon was already thinking about how to escape.

With a pale face, he glanced at the fire wall in front of him, and when he turned his head, he saw a sleeping figure on the terrace.

The fire burned along the vines, almost burning the branches and leaves that had been wrapped around the castle wall before, and the fire was about to spread to the terrace——those tongues of flame seemed to be alive, deliberately bypassing the unconscious little Morandon master.

Ricardo raised his eyebrows slightly, as if he had discovered something, he raised his hand.

The vines quietly climbed up the messy terrace, tied up the young master, and dragged him to Ricardo's side.

The young master fell into a drowsy sleep before, probably drugged or knocked out by the cook.It wasn't until he was dragged by the vines and fell from a height that he opened his eyes in a daze.

In front of his eyes was a deep and strange black tree vine, and there were still rising scorching flames.

"This...what's going on?" He said weakly.

"It's time to wake up, my child." Ricardo gently stroked his cheek, and was relieved to find that he was indeed very similar to himself, "It's almost dawn."

The young master was stunned for a few seconds, then suddenly opened his eyes wide: "You, you are - father?!"

Ricardo: "You recognize me?"

Young Master: "There is your portrait in the study, I saw it when I sneaked in!"

Ricardo hooked his lips, but the smile made people feel inexplicably cold: "I'm sorry, I missed your growth."

"It's okay." The young master sniffed and said, "Actually, the housekeeper didn't treat me that badly. Apart from wanting to kill me as a sacrifice, he didn't treat me badly...Father, I really don't care. I didn't expect you to be alive. I thought about it before, if mother, you, you can all come back to me, I am willing to pay any price..."

"Good boy." Ricardo lowered his head slightly so that people could not see his eyes clearly, "Thank you."

The young master showed a pleasant smile: "Father, I—"

In the next second, the vines bound his hands and feet, dragging him away from Ricardo.Those branches and leaves surrounded Ricardo, forming a fortress to protect him, but the young master was pushed out, and hung carelessly on the outermost edge of the defensive wall, almost dancing face to face with the blazing flames .

"It's hot! . . . What's the matter, father!"

The young master struggled like a hooked frog.

A cluster of flames that had been rushing at him mercilessly turned hastily before reaching him.

Ricardo saw that this trick was useful, so he controlled the vines and hung the young master a little forward.The black branches on the ground surged like long snakes, turned around and attacked the awakened ones.

"Damn. Taking his own son as a hostage, does this guy have a bottom line?!" Song Zan was furious.

Domingo, who was standing beside Song Zan, swung his dagger, cut off a few vines that entangled him, and said, "This is not the way to go...!"

Song Zan glanced at the young master who was desperately struggling in mid-air, gritted his teeth and shouted at Zhaolin, "Boss, don't be merciful! That young master is not a real person, they are all just illusions created by illusions—— "

Zhao Lin didn't speak.

The fundus of his eyes reflected the red color of lava, and his eyes fixed on Ricardo who was hidden behind the tree and vine fortress.

The flames were burning aggressively, and the attacking posture became more and more tricky, but it still didn't burn a single strand of the young master's hair.

Even so, after a few minutes, those lush vines could hardly hold on anymore.

"This is my castle... There is no way I will lose here!" Ricardo's cheeks were burned with two scorched black marks, and a crazy light flashed in his eyes.

The remaining black tree vines were entangled together, turning into a sharp thorn almost like a sword, and pierced towards the awakened four quickly and silently.

These vines seem to have condensed all the remaining vitality. They are constantly being burned by fire in the air, but they are constantly winding and regenerating, leaving almost only an afterimage at such a fast speed.

Just when it was about to break through the curtain of fire...

Si Qingxuan, whose figure was hidden in the darkness, sighed softly.

He took a step forward, his eyes fixed on the black spike.As soon as the lips touched, a few nameless syllables burst out from the tip of the tongue, and the invisible domain centered on him, expanding outward like a tide.

In an instant, the entire battlefield was flooded.

The vines that stabbed the awakened people froze in mid-air, sliding forward bit by bit as if a slow-motion camera had been turned on——

With a "click", the rattan that was still twisting like a snake at this second was instantly cut off by an invisible sharp sword.The dark brown sap was splashed, and there was a faint stench like dirty blood.

The fortress made of trees and vines was completely split open, and Ricardo Morandon appeared in everyone's field of vision with a face full of astonishment. Unwilling and frightened, he exposed his body.

The flames suddenly pounced on his body like a greedy beast.

"Ahhh!"

Ricardo Morandon wailed suddenly.

……

【High Priest, why did you directly attack? 】

"There is a saying, I really can't listen to it." Si Qingxuan maintained the output of "Talent Judgment", and said softly, "What do you mean 'this is his castle'? My grandfather has already paid for this old castle I bought it. I am the owner of this old castle."

【…】

"These dramas will be a bit boring to watch." Si Qingxuan looked weary, "Let's stop chatting and hurry up to collect the engravings——when Zhaolin burns everything to ashes, where are we going to collect the ouroborcus? Your talent engraved?"

【All right. 】

Sure enough, when it comes to engraving, the system is another face.

In the next second, the fantasy library starts.

A transparent book suddenly appeared on top of Ricardo's head, the transparent book pages flipped and stayed on a blank page.

A series of silver-white chains protruded from the void, pulling Ricardo Morandon, who was not completely dead, into the book with a groaning sound.

And the existence of the illusion library is beyond the reach of the awakened ones.They just watched Ricardo Morandon struggle in the fire, and then suddenly disappeared.

Suddenly, their feet shook.

Everything in sight began to fade and crumble.The ashes on the ground and the black stumps half-burned by the flames all turned into wind-sand-like smoke and disappeared into the void.

"... This illusion is collapsing!" Garcia shouted, "We have to get out of here quickly!"

"Huh?" Song Zan's eyes widened in surprise.

"Ah what - run quickly! Just run away from the castle!" Domingo pushed him, turned around and ran without hesitation.

Song Zan was led by him to run outside the gate of the castle. Out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of Zhao Lin, and saw him putting away his talent and standing there silent for a few seconds.

Song Zan followed Zhao Lin's line of sight.

What he saw was Master Morandon, who had collapsed on the ground.

He was dressed in rags, staring at the place where Ricardo Morandon disappeared, with an indelible and intense sadness in his expression.

A few seconds later, Zhao Lin also moved.

He turned around, walked across the scorched land, and left without a word.

……

They completed the task of clearing the illusion.

The Awakened foursome ran forward, and the surroundings unknowingly lit up.When they stopped, they looked up and saw the bright sun and the blue sky.

Song Zan turned his head and looked in the direction of the castle—the familiar building still stood on the dark green lawn, illuminated by the sun, and the dilapidated wall looked old and cold, without a trace of popularity, but it no longer looked like an illusion It's as gloomy as in the movie.

People from the Prevention and Control Bureau had already been waiting at the exit, surrounded by soldiers with armed guns and live ammunition, ready to deal with emergencies at any time.Seeing that they had all come out safely, the medical staff from the logistics department rushed to them to check their physical conditions, measure their body temperature, blood pressure, and heartbeat, and took some blood samples to check their degree of mutation .

After confirming that the executors were all safe, they were welcomed into a tent not far away - a disaster monitoring and operation command center was temporarily set up there.According to them, they can go there to take a break, and by the way, first report the task situation orally.

When they reported on the mission, they couldn't get around the mysterious "Master Morandon".No, it should be said that it was the person pretending to be the young master.

It's just that when this part was mentioned, they all quietly glanced at Zhaolin - the mission for a few days had already allowed them to develop an initial tacit understanding and trust. They knew that the mysterious man and Zhaolin seemed to know each other, so I plan to leave this part to Zhaolin to explain.

In the end, Zhao Lin said it was true, but he didn't mention the real identity of the mysterious person at all.

"In short, this mission went well." Zhaolin reported calmly, "Although the identity of the other party is a mystery, they have been helping us to solve the illusion."

The Spanish commander who was in charge of recording the mission situation struggled for a moment, biting his pen, and said: "Although this is the first time we have encountered this situation, in fact, there are indeed many awakened people who have not registered with the Prevention and Control Bureau. You are here It’s not impossible to meet someone who is elusive and has a weird temper during the mission—it’s also your luck.”

"We have to hurry up and do a detailed task review based on the terrain of this ancient castle." The commander scratched his hair and said helplessly, "This ancient castle was destroyed by a A private collector bought it, and it was officially transferred to his only grandson as an inheritance a few days ago, and the transfer procedures have just been completed. I heard that they have hired an engineering team, and the engineers are eager to enter the castle for project evaluation. Urged us several times..."

"What project?" Zhao Lin asked in surprise.

"Haunted house construction project." The commander said speechlessly, "Take a real-valued old castle to make a haunted house...The brain circuits of these rich people are really strange."