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Zhang Ming stepped over the white line of the corpse and continued to move, with a high degree of concentration, ready to deal with sudden attacks at any time.

It took more time to explore the castle than he thought, and it took nearly an hour to see all the rooms.But nothing changed except that the fog outside was thicker and the sky darker.

"Hey, anyone?"

Zhang Ming yelled several times, and his voice kept echoing in the empty castle.

No one responded to him.

Before coming, Zhang Ming purposely changed his face with a mole effect, and kept taking pictures with his mobile phone. He looked like an ordinary British person who likes to explore this kind of scary castle.

If the guy who attacked Natasha and killed the maid is really hiding here, seeing Zhang Ming like this, there is a high probability that he will make a move.

It seems that there is really no one.

Just when Zhang Ming was about to leave, the ridiculous lock on his wrist reacted.

It dropped a rope and quickly extended to the direction of the spiral staircase. Zhang Ming followed behind it to see where it would take him.

"Prayer room?"

The absurd lock got into the prayer room, and it stayed on the cross directly opposite.

Zhang Ming glanced at the bronze statue of Jesus crucified on the cross, and then at the absurd lock.

"You think there's a problem here?"

As the fetish that once captured the demon wolf Fenrir, the Lock of Absurdity has a vague self-awareness, but it can't express too complicated meaning. It can only revolve around the cross in circles.

Zhang Ming seemed to understand what it was thinking, clasped his hands together, and said offended to the cross, regardless of whether the gesture was right or not, he held the cross and twisted it to the right.

Moved!

He continued to turn the cross. When the cross was turned [-] degrees and turned into an inverted cross with a long top and a short bottom, the floor of the prayer room began to move, and a secret underground passage downward appeared.

Why didn't I see it just now.

Zhang Ming has been using the third-person camera along the way to observe every corner, looking for secret rooms and hidden compartments, but he didn't find any.

After entering the secret passage, he understood the reason.

The entire secret passage, the steps and the walls on both sides, are almost completely fitted together. When the mechanism is not turning, the walls close together to form a solid whole. The third-angle camera sweeps over and it is pitch black, so it is not found.

"It's really an ingenious design."

Zhang Ming touched the age-filled stones in the secret passage, and moved down while thinking about whether such technology existed in the Middle Ages.

The third-person camera quickly lost the view of the castle, which meant that Zhang Ming had descended more than ten meters, and continued to walk down for nearly ten minutes. He came to an underground study.

That's right, the study.

Before he came, he had imagined all kinds of weird and terrifying scenes, such as corpses, ghosts, monsters, etc., but when he arrived, he found that there was nothing but a wall full of books and a wooden table.

There was an old-fashioned oil lamp on the table. Zhang Ming smelled it, put the back of his hand on the oil lamp, and came to a conclusion:

The other party—not to mention Dio or what Natasha called the "magician"—had just left.

Probably haven't left yet, hiding nearby!

Zhang Ming walked to the table and picked up the top book.

A History of Vampires and Witches.

Turning over a page, someone marked it with a pen:

The price of becoming a vampire is that you can no longer walk in the sun, you must drink human blood to survive, and after paying the price, the reward you get is power beyond mortals and... immortality!

Study vampires in the secret room below the prayer room. The condition for entering is to turn the cross upside down.

"Oh, it really fits the occasion."

Zhang Ming turned his head abruptly, holding his pocket in one hand and pointing forward with the other.

The air behind him twisted, and a white light appeared, breaking the darkness.

Barrage salvo!

The milky white light reflected a fair and handsome face that was laughing wildly.His pupils were blood red, his blond hair danced wildly, and his fingertips shone coldly.

"Dior!"

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"Dior!" Zhang Ming shouted.

Tens of thousands of barrages flew past Zhang Ming, and the strong wind lifted his clothes and hair. He looked at Dior who was attacking him without wavering.

Dior twisted his body in the air, as if turning into a thin piece of paper, passing through the torrent of barrage in a very strange and graceful posture, only a few barrages hit him, leaving a light red print.

The power of each barrage is similar to that of ordinary rifle bullets, which shows that Dior can ignore bullets just because of pure physical defense ability!

The barrage bombarded the stone wall behind, the broken stones splashed randomly, and a puff of smoke and dust rolled up in the small secret room.

Dio's sharp claws pierced the dust in the air, and they were less than ten centimeters away from Zhang Ming's eyeballs.

Facing the attack, Zhang Ming still maintained his original posture. Just when the grin on Dio's face reached its peak, a dark rope suddenly flashed out and wrapped around Dio's right arm.

The absurd lock instantly tightened, controlling Dio.