Fairy tale: Little Red Riding Hood's wolf mentor

Within my body, the strange energy began to subside, but the mental influence was only just beginning to show.

Poro felt that even without closing his eyes, his vision was starting to blur—

Strange, rhythmic whispers floated in.

The sound seemed to come from the center of the room, from the direction of the pillar…

"Where am I?"

In a daze, Poro wanted to ask. In the vision he saw, he was in a huge palace, surrounded by twisting phantoms.

Deep in the palace, a trembling purple cloud was slowly approaching…

No!

He had to wake up!

A huge alarm bell rang instantly!

Like a bucket of ice water, soaking him through!

Deep within his soul, Poro struggled, and all the illusions vanished!

His dilated pupils contracted again, and before him was still a rectangular window.

He remembered that he was still lying in a coffin.

Or rather… it was more like a coffin-shaped altar!

The dream was linked to some terrifying world—

At this moment, Poro could feel a strange energy within his body, wriggling beneath his flesh.

He had no doubt that if he relaxed his soul's control over his body, they would seize the opportunity to take over!

"This is going to be tricky. I haven't even done anything yet, and I'm already cursed…"

Poro lay in the coffin, and under the suppression of his soul, the restless, abnormal energy began to dissipate.

If someone were beside him, they would see the purple light in Poro's eyes also fading.

"Hmm?"

The next moment, Poro frowned.

After the energy within his body dropped to a certain threshold, the coffin lid disappeared.

He saw himself lying on a bed, covered with a snow-white sheet.

Poro cautiously looked around again—

The terrifying illusion of last night had vanished without a trace. Like daytime, the floor was clean and white, and the jade-white pillar in the center of the room was entwined with lush green vines.

On the seven small beds, Snow White and the five dwarves were snoring evenly.

The former demon lair was like a nightmare.

Why?

Poro thought for a moment, relaxed his soul's suppression, and carefully gathered the strange energy within his body in front of his eyes. The bed turned back into a coffin, and the ground was once again covered in dried bloodstains…

Magic?

That was the only way Poro could understand it. Ever since entering this room, he had been trapped in a huge illusion?

He took a deep breath, tore off whatever was covering him, whether it was a blanket or a coffin lid, and sat up.

The dwarves were still sleeping.

But this time, Poro inexplicably felt the surge of that abnormal energy from their bodies.

Unlike Poro, the energy in these dwarves' bodies was not suppressed and was in an active state—

This made Poro give up the idea of taking advantage of them while they were asleep and killing them one by one.

The only good news was that the dwarf called "Guji" was gone, and the other dwarves didn't seem to sense that he had secretly "gotten out of bed."

Okay… the night couldn't be wasted.

Poro shook his head. He knew that during the day, these dwarves were awake, and he had to play the role of Pulu well.

Only at night was the best time for him to act!

He quietly walked out of the bedroom, looking at the equally clean hall.

A faint purple energy surged into his eyes.

The snow-white tablecloth was covered with indelible bloodstains, and the four walls had turned into black stone, engraved with ancient totemic patterns—

Exactly the same as the ruined sculptures he had seen in the forest maze!

"What exactly are they… hiding?"

Poro suppressed the energy and walked out the door, suddenly thinking of something.

He looked at the side door leading to the kitchen, hesitated for a moment, and still pushed it open.

The half-killed pig from the day was still hanging on a hook, and Poro slowly exhaled, the purple light in his eyes shining.

The image of the dead pig began to distort…

As expected.

Poro remained silent, did nothing, turned and left, only slightly clenching his fist.

It was a person.

Looking around, the grass around the wooden house was covered with thorns and weeds, and scattered with white bones.

Going around to the back of the house.

The pigsty was even more stained with blood.

Rotting flesh was scattered on the ground, surrounded by mosquitoes and flies.

The originally ordinary plants had twisted into some kind of abnormal saprophytic plant.

Black and red mushrooms exuded a foul odor, and the surface of the mushroom caps condensed into ghost-like shapes!

After a little thought, Poro recalled a description of this plant in the Bishop's "Principles of Magical Pharmacology"—

A rare, highly poisonous fungus.

It grows in the shadow of concentrated magic, drawing on the pain of countless human souls before their death!

Its name…

Soul-Poison Mushroom!

The number of humans who had died here over a long period of time had long exceeded a hundred!

The wooden "pigsty" had turned into a stone cage, with layers of red grooves on the surface, which could only be made by human hands, filled with desperate blood-red scratches!

Among them, those with their limbs bound by iron chains were humans.

Their moans, under the cover of illusions, were distorted into the grunts of livestock—

Poro didn't take any further action.

Those humans had gone mad, and even the despairing thoughts had long been lost in their dilated pupils.

They drooled hideously, licking the foul-smelling pasty food in the stone trough!

"Heh…"

Poro suppressed the purple energy in his eyes and walked to the edge of the clearing in the forest.

At the edge of the grass, the sense of disharmony was greatly reduced.

The grass swayed, and a bright red shadow walked out from the darkness.

Poro's gaze instantly softened a lot.

"Poro, you're very punctual this time. I was thinking of waiting a few more days."

Leike smiled slyly. Looking at her natural and beautiful face, the dark clouds in Poro's heart instantly dissipated a lot.

"Poro, you should be going back in a while, right?"

Leike thought for a moment, reached out her hand and said frankly, "Change back and let me touch you, or I won't be able to sleep!"

"It's okay. Once I find a chance to kill those dwarves, it won't be a problem."

Poro looked at the girl's outstretched hand and smiled wryly. He dispelled the disguise and leaned into Leike's arms.

"Did you find Snow White?"

After a while, Leike suddenly asked.

"Found her."

Poro replied, his mind still sorting out the complex information from before, organizing his words.

"Is she pretty?"

Leike asked again.

"She is indeed pretty."

After Poro answered, he was stunned for a moment. He looked up at the girl's pure blue pupils under the night sky, which contained no distractions, and felt relieved.

"But her beauty… has some strange aspects. I think it contains an abnormal mental influence."

Poro thought for a moment and then explained, "And those dwarves do have abnormalities, and the hidden secrets are several times more than I previously imagined!"

Poro's mind flashed through the unknown queen who controlled the magic mirror, Prince Boren in black armor, Snow White with extremely abnormal allure, and… the humanoid creature sealed in the dwarves' bedroom!

The story of Snow White had completely deviated from the fairy tale of his previous life.

Like an iceberg beneath the deep sea.

Through the curtain, a bottomless abyss was hidden below.

"Can you tell me all about it?"

Leike said softly, "Maybe I can think of a way to help you?"

"Of course, I won't hide anything from you."

Poro nodded, "But this time the situation is indeed much more complicated than before!"