Fairy tale: Little Red Riding Hood's wolf mentor

In the center of the room, the jade-white pillar began to slowly turn black… revealing a blood-like deep red, yet shimmering with a layer of ghostly purple.

The surface, already black, didn't stop changing.

It began to slowly become transparent.

Within the pillar, there seemed to be a bizarre figure…

What was that?

But what made Polo even more terrified were the beds placed in a ring around the pillar.

Under the light, they had actually… turned into seven black coffins!

Square holes were carved into the coffin lids—

And Snow White's face emerged from one of the coffins!

But there was no time to think too much—

At this moment, the dwarves had also stopped their strange dance, hanging the lanterns with flickering ghostly purple flames on the wall and walking out.

They went to the dining table and picked up the wine glasses placed on it, one by one.

Polo examined the wine glass in his hand carefully. Under the dim light of the bedroom, the originally intricate carvings revealed dizzying shadows!

"Pulu, have you been out for too long, and your divine power is overspent? You seem… a bit off."

At this moment, a dwarf named Danglang glanced at Polo and suddenly asked.

"Yeah, probably…"

Polo was taken aback, realizing that he had exposed some flaws during the dwarves' strange ritual just now.

Fortunately, the other dwarves didn't suspect anything further.

"No choice, Snow White is the designated divine sacrifice, and needs to occupy your coffin space… It's okay, just wait a little longer, it's been seventy-two days already.

Only… Guji's twelve days left."

Polo didn't respond, he didn't know what the so-called "twelve days" referred to with the current information, but he understood… it was probably not a good thing!

Especially for Snow White, who was lying in the coffin.

Judging from the various conversations, this princess, who was too beautiful to be human, had probably been happily lying in a coffin for seventy-two days!

Polo picked up his wine glass and followed the other six dwarves back to the bedroom—

But now, it looked more like a tomb or a mourning hall.

The dwarves walked to the corner one by one, and Polo saw what Guji had brought from the dining room earlier—

It was the blood taken from the pig earlier.

The dwarves dipped their wine glasses into the basin, scooped a full glass, and then walked to the pitch-black pillar in the room and stood still.

Polo also stood in one of the positions.

Then, without any communication, the dwarves simultaneously raised their wine glasses and splashed the scarlet blood up!

Fortunately, Polo cautiously observed the actions of the other dwarves, and was only less than half a second slower, and no accident occurred.

But when he looked at the pillar in front of him, his breath caught again—

The splashed blood didn't splatter or flow down.

The seemingly stone pillar absorbed the blood like a sponge, quickly sucking it in!

Then, the faintly transparent pillar continued to fade even faster!

Revealing the strange shadow within!

A shadow… like amber, sealed into the pillar, motionless!

Its details gradually filled in as the darkness on the pillar dissipated.

Was it a human?

But soon, Polo overturned this idea.

This was a monster disguised as a human!

He wore gorgeous clothing, probably the attire of a court noble or prince, his eyes tightly closed, half of his face and body were no different from humans, even extremely handsome—

If you only looked at it this way, it was like a prince trapped in a transparent crystal!

But the other half of his face and body seemed to transition out of thin air into a non-human form—

Flesh and blood twisted into scarlet tendrils, all the skin, flesh, and bones were like blood-colored plasticine, showing an extremely chaotic and mixed appearance!

Dozens of hands, feet, and fingers of different shapes were twisted and grafted together, but each part was tense with muscles, or bent, or rotated, or elegantly lifted… making all kinds of standard poses that are only needed in dance!

Dynamism!

This was the first feeling Polo got when he saw it!

Even though it was still, Polo felt—

A dancing illusion!

If it were in his previous life, he would definitely think that this was a work of art by a world-class sculptor, but now—

All the fleshy details made him shudder!

Was this really a living being?!

Looking more closely at the abnormal parts of the monster, the ends of the limbs that twisted like bushes collapsed into countless slender blood threads and meridians.

Several branch-like blood vessels extended out, protruding beyond the pillar.

They changed shape, turning into… dark red vines!

No, that's not right!

Polo remembered that these vines were clearly verdant green before the ghostly purple light shone on them!

The dwarves didn't leave, they stood under the red vines with their wine glasses in their hands, as if waiting for something.

Suddenly, Polo saw that the being sealed in the blood-colored pillar seemed to twitch, and even its eyelids twitched slightly!

It wasn't dead!?

Fortunately, it soon became quiet again.

Then, some ghostly purple liquid began to seep out from the tips of the vines and drip precisely into the dwarves' wine glasses!

These liquids sparkled, shimmering with a ghostly purple halo.

To Polo's surprise, the aura emitted by these liquids was not unpleasant, but more like… the taste of fine wine.

But—there was definitely something wrong with this!

Polo watched the dwarves next to him greedily drink the ghostly purple liquid in one gulp!

But it was too late to pour it out.

Danglang, who had finished the liquid in his glass first, looked at Polo faintly, the ghostly light in his eyes becoming extremely obvious:

"Aren't you drinking, Pulu?"

Polo had no choice but to bring the wine glass to his mouth, he had made up his mind.

There was only a little liquid at the bottom of the glass, and nothing unusual could be seen when it was held in his mouth. As long as he spit it out afterwards and rinsed his mouth, there should be no sequelae.

But… the truth was not like this!

The moment the ghostly purple liquid touched Polo's lips, it penetrated into his skin with abnormal speed!

By the time Polo came to his senses, there wasn't a single drop left in the wine glass!

This is bad!

The next moment, Polo immediately felt a stabbing pain all over his body!

And not only that—he felt like his entire body was about to dance uncontrollably, this feeling was a thousand times stronger than the influence of the lights!

If… the ghostly purple lights would make people unconsciously produce a suppressible desire to dance.

Then, drinking this cup of liquid—

The resulting impact was enough to make even the most determined warrior completely lose his mind!

This body would be ruined sooner or later!

Only an existence like Polo, whose soul could completely dominate his body, could unreasonably immunize himself to this transcendent influence!

At this moment, Polo also understood why these dwarves were indifferent to Snow White's extraordinary charm.

Perhaps it was because…

Their bodies and even their minds had long been occupied by another kind of contamination!

The dwarf Danglang watched Polo finish the liquid, but his body showed no abnormality.

The slight suspicion that had just arisen in his eyes completely disappeared.

Several dwarves grunted, the ghostly purple light bursting out from their eyes gradually faded, their muscles twitching unconsciously, and they glanced at Snow White lying in the coffin.

Then they walked towards their own… coffin spaces.

At the same time, Polo saw that some liquid also gushed out from the gaps formed between the black pillar and the ground, flowing along the patterns on the floor tiles towards the seven black coffins.

Deep carvings on the surface of the coffin lit up with a faint light!

The seven dwarves, including Guji who was preparing to leave, stood at the door, watching faintly.

Polo could only lie in the coffin belonging to the sixth dwarf, Pulu, and put the coffin lid on his body, outside, the ghostly purple lights gradually went out.

At the same time…

The subsequent effects of drinking the purple liquid had only just begun to emerge!