Chapter 432 Order Albus' eyes widened slightly at Lumian's answer, so much so that his eyebrows moved. Eloise's mouth was half open, as if she wanted to say something but it was stuck in her throat. She quickly smiled and glanced at Lumian's face with a meaningful look. At this time, Albus returned to normal, looked at Lumian, and said, "Tsk tsk": "You are so cruel that you even went back to kill the wax figure maker." "I can't help it. He stopped me from burning those wax figures." Lumian smiled rather gently. Albus's eyebrows moved again: "Is it really burned?" “Of course.” Lumian shared his discovery sincerely, “When the surface of the wax figures melted and peeled off, all that was exposed were human corpses.” Albus was not surprised at all. He clapped his hands and laughed in a mocking tone: "Well done! Your courage must be commended." It's as if he's saying that I'm ignorant and fearless... Lumian doesn't think Albus is really praising him.
Elos kept smiling and spoke in the tone of a bystander: "It's not just the members of the Soren family who went crazy in Red Swan Castle. There were also butlers, guards, male servants, and maids. The way they died after self-harm was horrific. It's not suitable for their families and the public to know about it. We can only report them as missing and pay a large sum of money." Even so, they were still able to recruit new servants... Was it because they offered high salaries, or because they blocked the news and only recruited outsiders who had just arrived in Trier and knew nothing? Lumian knew that ancient families like Soren did have some servants who had served them for generations, but their number was not too large. "Keep going forward?" Eloise asked. “Of course.” Lumian also wanted to track down the severely injured black giant spider, take away the extraordinary characteristics extracted from it, and study the shriveled and blackened heart. Albus Medici replaced the answer with action and walked directly into the depths of the hall. As the yellowish light of the calcium carbide lamp shone, the darkness gradually receded, revealing drops of dark red blood flowing from the mutant giant spider. As he walked forward, he casually asked Eros: "Who is responsible for sending the removed heart to the depths of the underground palace?" "Just because members of the Soran family went crazy and disappeared deep into the underground palace doesn't mean that normal members of the Soran family can't enter the underground palace. Especially the heirs of Red Swan Castle, who often go to certain rooms and halls in the underground maze. Puifur played the King Cake game for the first time after he became king." Influenced by that crazy and violent spirit? Lumian remembered the invisible thing that hovered over his head after he won the King's Cake game, and was frightened by the aura of the "Blood Emperor" and dared not fall. Soon, the three of them arrived at the end of the hall. They passed through the open wooden door and walked along a corridor with a large number of soldier reliefs on both sides and a few storage rooms. The yellowish light shone further away, first outlining the outline of a pair of wooden doors, and then reflecting a human figure. The figure was wearing a light-colored suit, had black curly hair, and looked a little mean. He was obviously a participant in this party, the critic An Yong who was assigned to Count Puyver's team. "Are you lost?" Albus Medici greeted "enthusiastically". An Yong held up a calcium carbide lamp that no longer shone, and said with a bitter smile: "We had already separated and thought we could find the earl's crown. But before I could do a thorough search, the calcium carbide lamp suddenly broke down. I could only grope my way back in the dark, looking for the room with the bell rope." "It's so unlucky." Albus sighed for Ernst in a rather exaggerated manner. He had walked to the double doors and stood beside An Yong. Suddenly, one red fireball after another flew out of his empty left hand and landed beside the critic, creating a circle of blazing flames.
"You, what are you doing?" An Yong asked in surprise. Albus smiled and replied: "I'm here to help you light the way. Is it bright now?" An Yong fell silent, with red flames constantly jumping on his face. He was not surprised that Albus could create fire and possessed supernatural powers... Although Lumian felt that there was something wrong with Ernst & Young when he saw him, like a troublemaker sent by Puif Soren, he did not expect that the other party was more than just a little problematic, but actually showed abnormality. The flames crackled and the temperature around Ernst & Young rose rapidly. Lumian glanced over and saw that the critic's face had softened strangely. A drop of sticky liquid, like that produced by melted candle, seeped out from An Yong's skin. As Lumian's forehead jumped, Albus stretched out his hands, leaned forward, and pushed open the wooden door with force. Amid the clacking sounds, the scene behind the door was tinged with a yellowish light. The walls there were full of holes, filled with coffins of various sizes. Iron chains hung from the ceiling, with coffins of various colors hanging from them. The ground there was completely filled with so many coffins that it was difficult to count them at a glance, with only narrow gaps for people to pass through. At this moment, An Yong raised his hands with empty eyes and tore his face. The half-wax, half-real skin was torn off, revealing bloody pieces of flesh and dark blue, almost black blood vessels. A strong smell of blood and the smell of burning candles wafted out, and all the coffins in the hall began to shake at the same time. With a click, the lids of the coffins of different colors opened one after another, and one giant black spider after another with compound eyes, lush bristles and withered hearts crawled out. The rustling noises were continuous, and the giant black spiders almost covered every corner of the hall. They aimed at Lumian and the others, stretched their mouthparts forward, and a red-almost-white fireball quickly condensed on their body surface. Dense fireballs flew out, like a salvo from an artillery position. Whether it was Lumian, Albus, or Eros, they all rushed to the side of the corridor, avoiding the position facing the hall. Boom! Boom! The entire corridor was filled with flames and ravaged by the shock wave, and the walls on both sides showed signs of collapse. Lumian chose an empty storage room on the side as his target and successfully avoided this round of violent bombing. The same is true for Eros, only Albus uses Einstein as a cover. In the continuous booming explosion, the critic who had lost most of his face was torn into pieces, with blood and flesh flying everywhere, and part of his body looked like a melted candle. The rustling sound was heard again, and the huge black spiders, so large that it was difficult to count them in a short time, seemed to be pouring out of the hall. Lumian's scalp tingled when he heard this, and his first reaction was to "teleport" away quickly. Facing this mutated black giant spider, he had no problem dealing with one, two would be a bit of a stretch, and if there were three he would have to consider evacuating. And now, there were dozens of black giant spiders! Raised by sows! With so many of you, what do you eat to survive? Air? Lumian cursed inwardly as he was about to activate the black mark on his right shoulder and use the "Spiritual Journey". Suddenly, he heard a female voice that was almost insubstantial and ethereal.
The voice quickly became clear, it came from Eloise Einhorn. Then, the girl's voice in Hermetic language echoed: “I command you, in the name of the bloodline of the Sauron family. "leave here!" The rustling noises suddenly stopped, and the entire area fell into an unspeakable silence. After a few seconds, the sound of arthropods crawling quickly was heard again, but it was moving away in all directions. Lumian stopped trying to use the "Spiritual World Shuttle" and turned his gaze to the corridor outside. The fire there gradually died down, and no giant black spider appeared. Lumian left the side storage room thoughtfully and saw that in the hall in front of him, all the coffins were open, but there was no sign of the giant black spider. Eloise, wearing a light-colored long dress, was standing in the corridor, with her right hand clenched and her left palm hanging down. Her temperament seemed a little different from before, as if the commander of an army had come to her loyal soldiers, naturally showing a charm that made people surrender and want to obey. Clap, clap, clap! Albus Medici clapped his hands and stood up from behind the torn critic Eyon with a lamp in his hand. He laughed sarcastically: "Aren't you Einhorn? Why are you using the name of the Soran family?" Elos gave this member of the Iron Cross a cold look, causing him to subconsciously shut his mouth. "I have half of Soran's blood." Eros turned to look at Lumian and smiled again. "Do you want to continue forward?" "Of course!" This time it was Albus Medici who answered first. Lumian stretched his neck and said with a smile: "The game isn't over yet." Although he already had the urge to escape from the underground maze, the more he felt the urge, the more he couldn't show it. His experience and Aurore's teachings told him that in this situation, he must not let others guess his true thoughts. The temperament that made people unconsciously submit to Eloise gradually faded away, and she returned to her well-behaved and peaceful state. Lumian and Albus entered the hall in front side by side and saw that the coffins made of wood of different colors were all empty. There was nothing in them. The corpses that were supposed to be there seemed to have been eaten by giant black spiders. When they were about to pass through this "mass tomb", Lumian saw a giant black spider lying in the corner, its side torn apart and dark red blood still flowing out. This was the extraordinary creature that had fought with the three hunters before. Now, because it had suffered severe injuries, it could not leave the tomb as Eros's "order" and could only stay where it was and "lick" its wounds. After seeing Lumian and the others, the giant black spider half-raised its body and made a squeak that was clearly threatening. Glancing at the shrunken heart on the back of the giant black spider, Lumian smiled casually and said: "It belongs to me, and the rest of the spoils belong to you, how about that?" Albus Medici laughed immediately: "Is this the extent of your vision? Only you value this kind of thing." Elos curled her lips slightly and said with a faint smile: "I have no problem with that, but since it's your trophy, you have to take it yourself. I won't help you."
"I like what you said. You can say something nice occasionally." Albus praised Eros and then turned his gaze to Lumian. The two "hunters", a man and a woman, seemed to be waiting to "appreciate" Lumian's performance. The giant black spider was only seriously injured, but it obviously had not lost its ability to fight! (End of this chapter)