Helen and Bram stared at her, not understanding what she was doing. Hitzfeld ignored them and just persisted - kicking and sweeping the pile of bones with her sturdy boots. "Wow!" "Wow!" When he kicked for who knows if tenth time, a ray of golden light emerged from the ground. "This is?" Staring at the shocked gazes of the others, Hitzfeld gently pushed aside the last obstacle of bones with his foot. A small pile of gold coins, a few diamonds, and a pearl necklace appeared before them. "Paul Lawrence..." Hitzfeld shook his head and smiled bitterly.
"What a cunning fellow! No wonder Furken couldn't find the treasure no matter how hard he looked." All Furken had been thinking about was the box full of treasure, and he had been looking for something with a similar outline. But Paul Lawrence spread all the treasures on the ground here and covered them with corpses, rubble and dead grass. How could Fokken find the treasure? Not only Fokken, but everyone including Horus and his son were fooled by Paul! "Everything is due to the influence of this ring..." Bram walked to Furken's body with a grim face. Everyone thought he was just sighing, but unexpectedly he pulled out a pistol from his arms, put it almost at zero distance to the ring in Fokken's hand, and pulled the trigger without saying a word. "boom!" The sound of gunfire echoed slowly in the abyss. Hitzfeld had no time to stop it, and of course, she didn't really want to stop it. Obviously, much of the tragedy in the town of Barvik can be blamed on this ring. It is so evil and weird that even after being left in the abyss for so many years, its power can still be integrated into the environment, affecting such a distant town and even forming these strange caves around it. Just standing here and imagining the existence of so many human-shaped caves makes me feel uncomfortable. If the outlines of these caves are completely formed, then it must be the curse that old lady Benny mentioned, and it may be more difficult to deal with than the golem curse. The bullet hit the ring head-on, breaking it without any suspense. The ring flew in the air, the corpse shattered into many pieces, and then suddenly - a red light burst out from it! Everyone was caught off guard. The red light whistled and they dodged in panic, watching it circle around the valley bottom and slowly rise to the air above the abyss, forming a huge and somewhat blurry shadow.
"rustle……" "Crack...knock..." The ground is shaking. The surrounding rocks began to crack. Those inconspicuous human-shaped holes were shrinking rapidly and were about to form a real "human shape". At this moment, the four of them heard countless whispers in their ears. "Gold..." "baby……" "Anything humanoid..." "kill……" "Kill them..." The curse got out of control. This was all Hitzfeld's mind was filled with. In an instant, she remembered that she had successfully commanded the curse to stop in her inner world. Reflexively, she tore off the eye patch on her left eye, glared at the shadow with her obscure and mysterious dark golden eyes, and growled, "Stop!" She didn't know what happened next, she just felt a light appear in front of her eyes. In the eyes of the other three people, the huge shadow suddenly trembled, and quickly shrank as if it saw something extremely terrifying, and returned to the original red light. The shaking stopped. The caves also stopped shrinking. The red light was stared at by the girl, unable to move or escape. Just when it was feeling a little "desperate", it seemed to sense something, and it dived down and instantly drilled into the girl's left hand. "Ok!" Hitzfeld took a few steps back before stopping the attack. She immediately opened her left hand and saw a fading fake ring lying in her palm. “…Good luck!” Darent immediately rushed over, grabbed Hitzfeld's sleeve and pulled it up, revealing a cut on his wrist that was now gradually stopping the bleeding. He squeezed hard until the wound burst, then he quickly wiped a handful of the girl's blood and pressed the ring. "Dalent!"
Hitzfeld tried to pull his hand back. "What are you doing?" "High-level spirit ritual." Darent said quickly and quietly, "No matter how evil this power is, it has been suppressed by you." "I don't know how you did it...but it doesn't matter!" "Now use your blood to completely seal the ring so that it cannot escape. It will become a power that belongs only to you and can be used by you!" What use do I have for this thing? Hitzfeld just found it ridiculous. She doesn't need to deceive people! but…… She suddenly thought of her previous coma. Darent is right. She stopped struggling. Maybe, she said maybe. Maybe it would help her insomnia... The ring is vibrating. Darent held it down tightly until it stopped moving completely before letting go of the girl. "Write a report with me later." He exhaled. "As long as you prove it's controllable, you can..." In the middle of his words, Darent suddenly shut up. The others were confused, but they soon understood. there's noise. Noise, dogs barking...it seems like someone is approaching this place. "It's almost time." Darent glanced at his pocket watch. Sunday night at nine thirty. "I bet 10 Goli that he is from Shadow Lion."
"Bram!" Helen immediately looked at the doctor nervously and pulled his arm hard. "I'm sorry, Helen." Bram's eyes were apologetic, but his words were full of conviction. "I am guilty no matter what." "And you don't deserve this sin." "Come on, let Miss Hitzfeld and Mr. Drent take you away." As he spoke, he looked at Hitzfeld with a hint of pleading in his eyes. He wanted them to take Helen away. "No! ... I don't want it!" Helen was so anxious that tears came out. She took such a big risk and betrayed everyone, why? Was it to see Bram go to jail? "follow me." Hitzfeld stared at them, then suddenly turned and ran towards a cave. Standing at the entrance of the cave, sniffing, and changing places. After changing several holes, she nodded: "The feeling of water and wind... follow me, this way!" Helen was indifferent. Bram gritted his teeth, picked her up by force and followed. Darent raised his eyebrows and hung at the end slowly. "Huh...huh..." Hitzfeld ran very fast. It was not until her legs suddenly sank into the water, making a splashing sound, that she stopped, gasping for breath and observing the surrounding environment. The cave ends. Further ahead is a deep pool. A dozen meters away is a 3-meter-high cave, and outside the cave is the starry sky and night view. "Wade to the other side and walk along the edge. We should be able to leave the canyon from the side." Seeing Bram and Helen appear, Hitzfeld pointed across and spoke softly. "Thank you."
Bram nodded and waded across with Helen in his arms. "I do not go!" Helen continued to struggle, and after being put down, she hugged the doctor tightly. "Helen..." Bram also looked reluctant. "Don't you think you're being too selfish?" Helen raised her head, her vision blurred by tears.