The little wife of the blood clan boss

Chapter 144 The Old Man

Zorosius put the box away, then looked around again, suddenly frowning slightly.

"Did you find anything?" Xiang Shang followed his gaze.

After passing so many levels, only this room is valuable in the end.Nightmare always felt a little strange, but he couldn't explain why.

Zorosius turned to face the stone wall behind the last row of shelves, stretched out his hand and recited a spell, and saw that a huge hole appeared out of thin air in the stone wall that originally seemed to be extremely thick.The hole was so dark that it was hard to see what was on the other side.

Is this a hidden space?
The unspeakable emotion in Nightmare's heart became a little stronger. She stepped forward quickly and walked directly into the hole.Zorosius saw this and followed closely.

The hole is not very long, and it takes about 2 minutes to reach the end.

At the end is a space that is larger than the outside room, but the lighting inside is no longer a night-light pearl embedded in the wall, but a burning torch.The firelight was obviously warm, but the torture instruments on the ground shone with an icy cold light.

This place is clearly a dungeon!

It seemed that he had just been tortured, and the blood on the torture instruments was still fresh, exuding a pungent smell of blood.Not far away are cages. The prisoners inside have not been washed for a long time and are stained with dried blood, making it difficult to see their original faces.

Nightmare walked to a cell. The prisoner in the cell lowered his head. Although he couldn't see his expression clearly, he could feel his despair at the moment.

"Who are you?" Nightmare asked.

The man was silent and sat on the cold ground without speaking.

Yan Shang knelt down and wanted to look at him, when he heard an old and hoarse voice coming from the cell next to him, "Who gave you the courage to break into this place?"

Nightmare subconsciously looked towards the place where the sound was. Because there was a wall between the cells, she couldn't see who was speaking, so she could only get up and leave, walking into the next room.

"Who are you?" Xiang Shang looked at the old man in front of him. Perhaps the food in the cell was scarce and unnutritious. His body was weak, his hair was gray and messy, his beard was unkempt, his clothes were in tatters, and there were dark brown blood stains on them. A lifeless look.

But his eyes were as indifferent as water, as if no matter what situation he was in, even in prison, it had nothing to do with him.

The old man raised his eyes slightly and looked at Yan Shang with a look of disbelief.

"You, you are..."

He was about to ask something, but Yan Shang spoke first, the shock in his tone was no less than his.

"My lord the pope?"

No, it should be said...the old pope!
As we all know, one of the hallmarks of the Pope family is a pair of rare silver eyes.When Yan Shang looked at the old man, he realized that he had silver eyes.

But how is this possible?
The pope's lineage had ended at the hands of the old pope. The old pope originally had a son, but he was later executed for unknown reasons.Since there is no successor, the current pope is re-elected by the elders after the death of the old pope.

But the facts before her now tell her that there is still a person with silver-eyed blood alive, and based on time, it is very likely that the old pope has not died and is imprisoned by the current pope.

How ridiculous and appalling is this?
(End of this chapter)