Transcendent Dawn

With the strength of Thulhu at this time, the spirit has even reached the level of promotion to the third rank, and it is naturally considered the top in the second rank.

What's more, he is not only [Occult Scholar], but also a second-tier [Rogue]. After four promotion baptisms, his various attributes are amazing.

A Tier 2 [Evil Spirit] who has just been promoted is certainly not his opponent.

Just ordinary fighting with Reiatsu, and Lenny flees in despair.

However, during the chase, Thulhu found an interesting situation.

After being completely suppressed, the opponent's fierceness declined, rationality slightly prevailed, and he even knew the way.

He first hid in the phantom realm, and found that Thulhu immediately jumped into the spiritual realm and hid in the spiritual realm.

This kind of flexibility and wisdom is beyond the reach of ordinary evil spirits-not that they can't do it, but that they don't have that brain at all!

Unless it is an evil spirit occupying a human body with a wealth of experience, about to be promoted, or a strange species such as a face-saver.

"Interesting... I'm afraid there is something secret about this Lannie."

At this time, Thulhu found that Lanny had stopped running wild and began to break into reality.

"Is it here? What's this?"

He originally thought that Lenny would enter the psychic secret realm, relying on the complicated terrain to fight or get rid of himself, but the choice of entering the real world was a bit strange.

"No... he just regained his sense of reason, but he didn't fully regain his wisdom, that is to say... is still a beast, frightened and ran back to his nest. Is it instinct?"

Thulhu eyes light up.

Although Lanney's obsession is in Clinton Manor, there is obviously nothing there that can make a spirit body promote to the second rank in just six months!

Moreover, when Lux invites powerful professionals, Lanny also needs a place to hide.

"It looks like this is it now? Huh?"

Thulhu suddenly felt the difference around.

As far as the eye can see, there is a gloomy black forest, and a looming old house standing in the middle of the black forest.

Under the moonlight, the mist was formed, and the ancient house surrounding the center was a little illusory.

"This is... the gap between the spiritual world and reality?"

Thulhu recognized it immediately. This kind of location is the weak junction between the spiritual world and reality.

Because of this characteristic, it is easy for the spirit body to escape and cause accidents, most of which will form a strange secret realm and be sealed as a forbidden zone.

"Depending on the location, it should be near Charles City."

At the junction of reality and spirit, in the Black Forest, the figure of Thulhu emerged.

At this moment, he was wearing a black windbreaker, his face covered with crows, a pale chain wrapped around his right hand, and he suddenly entered a fully armed posture.

Around the old house, there is a circle of barbed wire, and there are eye-catching red warning signs.

"It seems...something should have happened here, it was blocked."

Thulhu is accustomed to this.

The place where the spiritual world meets reality is the easiest place to have spiritual events. If it cannot be resolved, or if the solution is too costly, then temporarily isolating it is the best way.

In the vast territory of the Federation, such large and small restricted areas are not rare. Every year, there are unlucky people who go in and explore out of curiosity—their best end is to stay in a mental hospital for life.

Secular blockade, of course, has no effect on Thulhu, which is already in a state of spirit.

He watched Lanney's spirit sink into the ancient house, and followed him with a move.

"This wooden door?"

Before arriving at the ancient mansion, looking at the carved wooden door, Thulhu was rarely surprised.

With his spiritual body's ability to shuttle through ordinary physical obstacles, he can't get in! This wooden door, or the materials of the entire ancient house, has some extraordinary effects.

"It's interesting. I don't know who the former owner of this ancient house is?"

The old house is old and dilapidated, and spider webs can be seen everywhere on the surface. It is obviously abandoned for how long.

But its former owner must not be a simple character.

With a creak, Thulhu pushed open the wooden door.

The door of the old house suddenly opened, but there was no half of a person around. If someone saw it, there would be another strange talk immediately.

Thulhu looked at the corridor behind the door without moving.

The inspiration of Occult Scholar began to fluctuate slightly, telling him that there is danger in it.

Even, the inspiration spread, and it was blocked in many places in the ancient house, as if it was suppressed by something!

This is terrifying.

It represents the danger level of this place, and it is almost impossible for Tier 2 to explore.

"It seems...Lanny's extraordinary career, and the secret of being promoted so quickly, is here? Could it be...he was hanged in the dark forest outside?"

Thulhu murmured silently and entered the corridor.

Danger and opportunity coexist, and since a second-tier evil spirit can break into this place, of course he can.

The hallway was covered with scarlet carpets, because there was no one to take care of it, and thick dust had accumulated, but the delicate embroidery patterns on it could still be seen faintly.

The owner of this house must have had a very generous life back then.

At the end of the corridor, there is a living room with all kinds of classical furniture and cabinets arranged very artistically.

But what attracts Thulhu more, is the impressive display of various picture frames on its walls~www.readwn.com~ These are not oil paintings and decorations, but portraits.

In the old house of the family, the portraits of the ancestors of the past generations are hung, which is a custom passed down from the Chris Empire.

Thulhu did not look directly, but spread it with inspiration.

Portraits, mirrors... these are among the items that are most likely to cause spirituality.

In this weird old house, one cannot be careful.

In the inspiration, an oil painting was quickly outlined, and a certain portrait in the walnut frame gradually became fuller.

Golden curly hair, blue pupils, high nose bridge, handsome thin face... full of Roman style, it should be an immigrant from the Old World.

Thulhu focused down and saw a line marked: "Dale Ann...Ange..."

Under the picture frame, most of the labels are blurred, and only the name at the bottom can barely be recognized.

Thulhu read diligently: "S... King? Angus King? Is there a family with this surname?"

The moment he spit out "Angus King".

In inspiration, the owner of the portrait blinked at him.

"what?"

Thulhu suddenly perceives the great danger, and retreats without thinking about it.

Bang bang!

Around the old house, the swinging windows suddenly closed, and the curtains closed.

The whole ancient house seems to have become a trap, and Thulhu is the prey that stepped into the trap.

"Ok?"

Thulhu his pupils shrank, and the Dale Anguskin stood in front of him, poking out his hand expressionlessly, and grabbing his neck.

"I block!"

At this time, there was no time to avoid him, he was short, and he used the crow's cover to hold the opponent's claws.

Click!

Cracks immediately appeared on the cover of the crow, and a strange breath spread from the cracks into the sea of ​​consciousness in Thulhu.

"Don't have direct contact with the other party, otherwise you will definitely die!"