Twilight Speaker

Chapter 113 The Horrifying Castle (13)

"Captain, are we really going to sneak in? That's where Master Wu lives. If we are discovered, the consequences will be extremely serious."

The youngest law enforcement officer in the three-man team, who even had freckles on his face, said nervously.

The capable woman in the lead shook her head and said in a low voice:
"The agency has confirmed again and again that the extraordinary wave seven days ago originated from here. We must conduct a final investigation and confirm it. This is not just the agency's intention, but also the words of a big shot from above!"

The freckled boy said in confusion:
"above?"

The female captain nodded:
"Yes, the higher-ups seem to attach great importance to this sudden outbreak of supernatural power. I heard from the director that a big shot asked about it seven or eight times in a row. Otherwise, we would not have risked offending the great wizard to secretly explore the castle."

"I understand the logic." The freckled boy scratched his head: "Shouldn't you come at night? Why are you here in broad daylight?"

"According to our investigation, the great wizard usually sleeps during the day and only moves out at night. The several gatherings of extraordinary people he convened were all held in the middle of the night. It's almost time, so be alert!"

The three of them approached the castle. The captain looked at the time. It was exactly twelve o'clock in the afternoon. The great wizard Wu should be sleeping soundly.

"Why has this place turned into a large wheat field?"

The female captain was a little surprised, but she didn't think too much about it. She just thought that the owner of the castle had changed his taste. It was just that the wheat field seemed to be growing well. It was still a dense forest when she came here two months ago.
I guess some kind of extraordinary fertilizer was used?
She silently took out a magnifying glass and introduced sideways:

"This is the latest supernatural item mass-produced by the White Star Country, the Mirror of True Vision. It looks like a magnifying glass, but through it you can see things that are invisible to the naked eye."

After a pause, as if to ease the tense atmosphere among the team members, the captain smiled and said:
"Speaking of which, this Mirror of True Vision did not come from the White Star Government or the Temple of Thought, but from the underground terrorist organization there - the Secret Society. But no matter whether the cat is black or white, a cat that can catch mice is a good cat. Let's go!"

She held the magnifying glass-like Mirror of Truth tightly in her hand, but did not put it in front of her eyes immediately. Instead, she led her team members to bend over and sneak through the wheat field.

"Captain." The freckled boy said in a low voice: "Why don't you use that magnifying glass - oh, the mirror of true sight?"

"Don't use it frequently unless you encounter anything suspicious."

The captain responded quietly:

"It's no good to look at it randomly. If you accidentally see a demon of knowledge, it will be a big trouble. After you are equipped with this item, don't use it to observe books!"

As they were talking, they had already sneaked to the center of the wheat field. The talkative freckled boy couldn't help but speak again:

"Captain, I think this scarecrow looks suspicious."

As he spoke, he pointed at the scarecrow next to the three men. Before the captain could speak, another member knocked on the scarecrow's tail pole unhappily and said:
"What else should we put in the wheat field if not a scarecrow? You? Speak less, no one thinks you are dumb!"

The freckled boy shrank his neck:

"Brother Tian, ​​you are mean to me again"

"Shut up, everyone!"

The captain was getting a little impatient, so he held his hands slightly and led them forward:

"Your brother Tian is right. We don't need to pay too much attention to common things like scarecrows in wheat fields. What we should pay attention to are things that are not in line with common sense and beyond our cognition."

"Oh!"

The freckled boy responded, but couldn't help but muttered softly:
"But that scarecrow looks pretty weird."

"What did you say?"

"No, it's okay."

After a long delay, the three of them finally crossed the wheat field and stood in front of a side door of the castle. The captain took out a tool to unlock it:
"Be careful, the castle is the residence of the great wizard Wu. There may be extraordinary forbidden patterns on the door. You must observe carefully and be careful."

Before she could finish her words, she saw the freckled boy reach out and push.

'Squeak~'

The door opened.

The freckled boy shrank his neck:

"Captain, you're too late."

The captain was silent for a long time, gritted his teeth, and took a deep breath:

"Don't be so reckless next time. It may cost you your life. Okay, go in!"

She really didn't understand why the higher-ups were thinking of sending a newcomer in for such a difficult mission as investigating a mysterious castle.
That's it.

The three men walked through the opaque, gloomy corridor. The armor placed on both sides of the corridor was solemn and dignified, with a cold steel glow, coupled with some gloomy murals, which made people feel a little creepy.

"The Archmage should be sleeping in the master bedroom. Stay away from there and go directly to the top floor of the tower. The intelligence given by the higher-ups says that the spiritual energy gathering in the tower is the most turbulent."

They sneaked into the castle and found the door of the tower was half open. After making sure that there was no one inside, the captain pushed open the wooden door carefully.

It was a very ordinary tower, but what was different was that there were ancient bookshelves inside, and a desk in the middle with one or two open books on it.

"Don't touch those books!"

The captain looked extremely solemn, with a look of horror on his face: "The great wizard may be even more powerful than he appears. He dares to read books in such a highly spiritual place. I suspect he may be close to a saint and has mastered a method to block the demon's perception of knowledge!"

The freckled boy and the long-haired young man also swallowed their saliva, not daring to look at the contents of the books spread out on the desk, for fear of attracting the arrival of the demon of knowledge.
The appearance of any knowledge demon is at least a level 2 disaster event, and the best of them may even be classified as a level 1 disaster event - that would put all the supernatural institutions in Tianchuan City into a state of combat readiness!
In a tense moment, the freckled boy spoke timidly:
"Captain, look, there are some weird things here!"

The captain glanced sideways and saw some miscellaneous items on another table, including a pen, a piece of parchment, a broken mirror and a bronze statue.

Especially the bronze statue, half of the person in the statue is carved into clouds, with a cross standing behind him, big wings, and his head slightly drooping, as if crying or sighing.

"Be on guard!"

The captain whispered a warning, carefully picked up the Mirror of True Sight that looked like a magnifying glass and placed it in front of his eyes, first observing the pen and parchment, and found nothing unusual.

Then there was the shattered mirror. Her expression suddenly changed. Through the Mirror of True Vision, she saw that the shattered mirror was still emitting a dark aura.

Just by staring at that dark aura, a warning would be sent out in my heart, a spiritual warning, my hair would stand on end, and goose bumps would appear!
"This broken mirror."

She wiped away the blood and tears from the corners of her eyes with difficulty, panting slightly, and said in fear:

"I stare into it as if I were staring into the abyss of fear. This mirror may be the source of the extraordinary wave. Seal it, be careful!"

The long-haired young man looked solemn. He put on isolation gloves and carefully put the broken mirror back together.
The captain took a deep breath, then mustered up the courage to look at the bronze statue through the Mirror of True Vision.

The statue seemed to come alive when I looked at it!

She seemed to see a young man, one eye open and one eye closed, the half of his body with the closed eye was shrouded in hazy mist, and behind him stood a towering cross, with its wings extending!!
The young man raised his head, smiled, and stared at himself with interest.
The captain let out an uncontrollable cry.
He suddenly put down the Mirror of True Vision, extremely panicked:
“No! This, this is the source of the extraordinary wave! Stay away! Stay away! It may be a sculpture of an evil god, or even from a taboo, from a horror legend!!!”

The freckled boy and the long-haired young man both changed color. The former hurriedly helped the captain up, but saw that one of the captain's eyes was frighteningly red, blood and tears kept flowing out, and there was a crack in the eye.
"Captain!" the freckled boy said in horror: "Your eyes, your eyes"

"I am fine."

The captain gasped for air and collapsed in the arms of the freckled boy, his hands drooping limply. As he lost strength, the Mirror of True Vision fell to the ground with a crisp sound.
"Contact the agency immediately. Master Wu Shangpin is suspected to be involved with evil gods or horror legends. Report it immediately."

Before she finished speaking, a crisp voice suddenly rang out.

"Hey, your stuff fell on the ground, do you want it back? If not, I'll sweep it away."

The expressions of the three of them suddenly froze.

They turned their heads little by little, stiffly, and then breathed a sigh of relief.

Is a maid.

A maid holding a broom, with fair skin and a very delicate face, almost stunning.
"Really, really beautiful." The freckled boy sniffed and spoke blankly.

"Stop talking nonsense!" the weak captain said angrily, "Knock her out! Let's leave!"

"Whoa whoa!"

The freckled boy came to his senses belatedly, looked around, picked up a stick from the pile of debris, and strode forward:
"Bah!"

The wooden stick hit the maid's forehead.

The broken stick fell to the ground and rolled to the wall. The maid blinked:
"You knocked the wrong way. I am not a scarecrow. The scarecrow is in the wheat field."

The freckled boy took a breath and jumped away like a rabbit. The long-haired young man cursed:

"Useless trash!"

He suddenly melted into the shadows and disappeared on the spot. In the next moment, he emerged from the shadow behind the maid, clenched his gloved fist, and smashed down hard.

'Boom! '

There was a muffled sound.

The maid turned her head blankly:

"I'm really not a scarecrow, you really hit the wrong target."

The young man's expression changed, and he realized that this maid was no ordinary person. She had an incredibly strong physique and was suspected to be a cultivator who followed the old ways!
He no longer held back. There was a faint shadow lingering between his fists, and his fists were as powerful as thunder, striking the maid's head three times!
Nothing happened.

The turtle was a little angry now:
"I've already told you I'm not a scarecrow. There's a scarecrow in the wheat field. Why are you hitting my head? Go hit the scarecrow instead!"

She raised her fist angrily, wanting to hit back.

The long-haired young man snorted coldly with a serious expression and wanted to dodge, but suddenly he felt that a huge aura that was far beyond his imagination was locking onto him!
The tender white fist fell into his eyes, but it was like a meteorite falling from the sky. Before it hit him, his skin began to crack, his soul began to break, his eyes, ears, mouth and nose were bleeding, and he was dying! !
He collapsed to the ground.

There is no escape! There is no escape! There is no escape!
will die! !
"Alright, Turtle, stop it."

A gentle voice sounded, and it was like the sound of nature to the long-haired young man's ears. The angry maid suddenly stood still and put away her fists obediently.

The long-haired young man coughed up blood and looked sideways with difficulty, and saw a gentle young man walking in with a timid little girl.

The exhausted captain felt that this young man seemed a little familiar.

She looked at the statue, then at the young man, and a bone-chilling chill slowly spread over her body.
(End of this chapter)