50. Give It Everything!

Night fell, and the north wind howled.

Clouds had gathered in the sky to a certain extent, but the rain still refused to fall. No one knew what it was waiting for. The atmosphere was especially oppressive.

On the mountain road leading to the ancient castle deep in the mountains, the only light came from the motorcycle's headlight, accompanied by the deafening roar of the bike speeding past.

At last, as the mountain road climbed higher and higher, the castle came into view before Du Lingran's eyes.

Surrounded by trees stood a true castle. The walls alone were a full ten meters high!

Du Yu and the other "ghosts" were already waiting for Du Lingran outside the castle gate.

There were more than "50" ghosts in all, and they were gathered behind Du Yu.

In their midst stood a wooden cross. Molly, a Death Game player, was tied to it with ropes. Her face was deathly pale, without a trace of color, as if she were unconscious.

When Du Yu saw Du Lingran, he broke into a very happy smile, showing his white teeth as he greeted him. "Hey there!"

"Du Lingran, you really do keep your word. You actually came."

Du Lingran got off the motorcycle. He was still wearing a dark blue trench coat, black track pants, and sunglasses.

The only difference from before was that he now had two long, slender katanas strapped to his back. Their sheaths were simple and ancient-looking, and they were clearly no ordinary weapons.

He didn't respond to Du Yu. Instead, he removed the steel plates that had been strapped to various places on his legs, arms, and stomach, then tossed them one by one onto the ground.

Clang-clang-clang-

The plates hit the concrete with a loud clatter. It was clear they