Fors ' pupils dilated instantly, as if trying to take in more light so he could see Hugh's current appearance clearly.
At the same time, a burst of light suddenly erupted in front of her, several times brighter and more dazzling than an old-fashioned camera, turning the surroundings into a white blur.
Immediately afterwards, her fingers slid over a page of " Lemano's Travel Notes," and a cloud of black mist rose from beneath her feet, completely enveloping her body.
The dense black mist quickly split into countless palm-sized illusory bats, which flew off to different locations in the underground hall.
This is " Wings of Darkness " recorded by " The Moon " in " Lemano's Travel Notes "!
Its original purpose was to increase speed, allow for brief flight, and conjure a swarm of vampire bats to attack enemies, but Fors didn't use it that way; she simply used it as a "prop" for her magic tricks.
After all the illusory bats flew away, the spot where Fors had just stood was now empty.
She had somehow moved to a distance of about ten meters!
After instinctively reacting to avoidance and self-preservation, Fors finally calmed down a bit and quickly turned her gaze to Hugh, who was acting strangely.
However, the Hugh who came into her view had slightly messy blonde hair, a slightly tanned face from long hours outdoors, and a surprised yet somewhat bewildered expression. He seemed to be astonished at his friend's sudden overreaction, showing no signs of being affected by Evil Spirit spirits or ghosts.
"What happened?" Hugh asked suspiciously and warily.
Fors narrowed his eyes, not answering directly, but flipping through " Lemano's Travel Notes " while asking in return:
"Hugh, what's your actual height now?"
Xiu seemed to realize something and replied:
"152, is that right?"
Before she could finish speaking, Fors's fingers had already slid across the symbolic signs and magical symbols on the page of the notebook in her hand.
Without a sound, a holy light, wreathed in flames, descended from the high place of the underground hall.
Its bright and clear light instantly enveloped Xiu, radiating outwards in concentric circles of sunlight.
The intense light pierced Fors ' eyes, making her see the entire hall collapse with a roar, and the surrounding space shattering like glass.
This feeling was fleeting, and Fors realized with a touch of bewilderment that he was still standing in the same spot, having not escaped.
Was that just a hallucination? She hurriedly turned her head to look to the side and sure enough, she saw Hugh looking out over the damaged area near the heavy door, seemingly perfectly normal.
Fors considered for a moment, then opened his mouth and said:
"Hugh, what's your actual height now?"
Hugh glanced at her and said irritably:
Don't ask such pointless questions!
"Phew, it's true..." Fors breathed a sigh of relief and quickly recounted the key points of what had just happened to Hugh.
After a few seconds of thought, Xiu nudged Fors's arm with his left hand, which was holding the lantern, and said:
"Step back a bit. The closer you get to that door, the more likely you are to hallucinate."
"Hmm, that's possible!" Fors nodded in agreement, quickly taking a few steps back.
Then, she looked around again and said with a slightly puzzled expression:
Why can't we find Evil Spirit spirits or ghosts here?
"This is the kind of environment they like."
Hugh was also surprised, and then began to observe carefully, finally fixing his gaze on the patch of sunlight Levitation above Fors' head.
"Try turning it off," she suggested.
Fors suddenly realized what was happening and immediately turned off the illumination from the light source.
Darkness surged in silently, once again dominating the underground hall, with only the Yellow Light of the kerosene lamp weakly resisting it all.
Then, two figures appeared in Fors's " Spirit Vision ".
They were both near the bronze gate; one was a woman with her hair up, wearing practical knight's trousers and a fancy shirt, and the other was a man in silver-black armor, carrying a longsword that was almost rusted off.
The former, his face blurred, kept pacing back and forth between the gate and the area where Fors and Hugh had arrived, while the latter lingered by the gate, muttering something to himself.
"Are these the two Ancient Evil Spirit?" Fors nudged Hugh with his elbow and asked in a low voice:
"I saw a spirit."
"I saw them too; they weren't hiding." Hugh slightly bent over, assuming a fighting stance.
Fors nudged her again:
"Don't rush, we're not sure if it's the target yet."
She tried to take three steps forward, but the two rather blurry figures didn't even glance at her.
After thinking for a moment, Fors suddenly spoke:
"What are you doing, ma'am?"
She had heard stories in other occult circles about the possibility of communication between higher-level spiritual beings such as Wraith and Specter.
But before she could finish speaking, she regretted it, because even if she could communicate, she wouldn't be able to achieve her goal. She couldn't very well persuade the other person to commit suicide and hand over the cursed objects and remnants of the Ancient Evil Spirit Spirituality.
Just as Fors was considering whether to attack directly, the woman in the flashy shirt and riding trousers answered her question in a flat tone:
I am looking for my husband.
He is the guard here.
"Wow, they're really good at communicating..." Fors asked with a hint of curiosity.
Where did he go?
At this moment, Hugh also came closer, still looking highly vigilant.
The blurry-looking woman responded blankly:
"He is the guard here. He told me that a strange power is seeping out from behind the door, corrupting his teammates. He told me to take a messenger and leave here as soon as possible."
He said he would protect me until I escaped safely, but I didn't want that; I wanted to leave with him... After sending the messenger away, I turned back halfway to look for him underground, but I couldn't find him anywhere...
Given the castle's age, which transcends the current era, the last guardian here could indeed have evolved into Ancient Evil Spirit. Hmm, this lady's story has moved me; I really can't bear to harm her... Fors's thoughts shifted, and he carefully stepped around the Ancient Evil Spirit, arriving at the area near the bronze gate.
Neither she nor Hugh experienced any more hallucinations along the way, which seemed to suggest that her previous ordeal was unintentionally caused by the woman.
Not far from the Evil Spirit of the knight clad in silver-black armor and wielding a rusty longsword, Fors tried speaking again:
"Sir, what are you doing?"
The knight's Evil Spirit paused and buzzed:
"I am guarding this Pitch-Black Door; I must make sure my wife can escape to a safe place."
"If you ever meet her, please tell her that her knight will fight for her to the very end."
Ah... Pitch-Black Door, this is clearly a bronze gate... wait, what did he just say? He said he was guarding the gate, ensuring his wife's safe escape? This, isn't this the other half of the prototype described by the woman earlier? This is her husband? Fors was stunned, shifting his gaze back and forth between the two Ancient Evil Spirit:
The lady in the flashy shirt and riding trousers approached the bronze gate step by step, then turned back to the center of the hall after arriving, repeating this cycle endlessly. The man in the silver-black armor, carrying a rusty longsword, lingered by the gate. They occasionally passed each other, but never exchanged a glance.
This scene lasted for at least fifteen hundred years, or even longer... Fors sighed silently, glancing at Hugh and noticing that his friend's eyes were already veiled with a thin mist.
What an easily moved person... Fors couldn't help but shout at the female Evil Spirit:
Look by the door, your husband is right there!
The woman in the flashy shirt and riding trousers slowed her pace, first glancing at Fors before turning her gaze to the heavy doorway.
Her blank gaze passed over the knight in his silver-black armor and landed behind him.
"I can't find him anywhere..." The Evil Spirit repeated its words and actions.
Fors was inexplicably saddened and was about to call out again when he saw the knight in silver and black armor turn to look at him and Hugh, and shout:
Who are you?
His voice had barely faded when the female Evil Spirit turned her gaze back to Hugh and Fors.
Fors suddenly felt her thoughts slow down, and a cold, damp mass seemed to rapidly form within her body, spreading and freezing her flesh and joints. In her eyes, Hugh seemed to have experienced something similar, and the area around the lantern dimmed considerably.
Just then, two lightning-like glints suddenly flashed in Hugh's eyes.
The male Evil Spirit then let out a painful groan, its figure blurring for a moment.
Hugh instantly shook off the "frozen" feeling and threw the triangular dagger in his hand at the female Evil Spirit.
The tip of the triangular spike, crackling with illusory electric light, struck the woman in the flashy shirt and riding trousers.
" Spirit Lash!"
The female Evil Spirit screamed, her figure becoming increasingly blurry.
Fors ' mind cleared instantly, and his fingers slid over the " Lemano's Travel Notes " that he had opened earlier.
The surrounding shadows suddenly came to life and coalesced into jet-black chains, binding the knight's Evil Spirit firmly in place and sealing its "mouth."
" The Abyss Shackles!"
At the same time, Hugh rushed out, his eyes reflecting the figure of the female Evil Spirit, holding a phantom, scorching hot branding iron in his hand, and aimed it at his target.
With her entangling the female Evil Spirit, Fors moved with increasing ease.
She flipped through " Lemano's Travel Notes " page by page, her fingers sliding across the pages.
Streaks of silvery-white lightning, with branches outstretched, fell from nowhere, striking the knight's Evil Spirit one after another, turning the area into a lightning inferno.
Finally, a clear pillar of light, wreathed in holy flames, Blink, enveloping the knight's Evil Spirit and completely Purification it.
Seeing that one enemy had been dealt with, Fors immediately turned to join Hugh in fighting the female Evil Spirit.
She didn't hold back on the abilities in " Lemano's Travel Notes," cleverly combining the appropriate parts and using Hugh's influence to sometimes restrict and sometimes attack, and soon she had taken care of her target.
Everything fell silent. Fors took a breath and stared at the battlefield with disbelief.
"Is that all?"
She originally thought that the two Ancient Evil Spirit had special abilities and were at a higher level, and that it would be quite difficult for someone who was not a near-powerful Sequence 5 to deal with them. However, she found that things were progressing exceptionally smoothly.
This made her truly realize that " Lemano's Travel Notes " was indeed a magical tool, and she became even more eager to become Sequence next " Scribe ".
Hugh was quite surprised, and after thinking for a few seconds, he said:
"No wonder someone told me that below the Demigod, the number of Beyonder, their cooperation, and the degree to which they utilize their abilities are more important than their Sequence."
She had just finished speaking when a series of loud banging sounds suddenly echoed in her ears.
This broke the silence of the underground hall; it came from behind the bronze door.