Chapter 434 Three Hunters and a Show Eros stretched out his right palm and launched a red fireball. The fireball whizzed in front of the two fire snakes and crashed into the ground. With a rumbling sound, it drew the fire snakes into its own explosion, preventing the two from running towards the bronze coffin. Albus made no further effort, picked up the calcium carbide lamp, and stood up. He looked at Elos and said with a smile: "You really know something?" Albus then taunted Lumian: "I am oblivious." Fuck! If this wasn’t the right occasion, I would definitely have a “sparring match” with you…Lumian then realized that Albus’s recklessness just now was a test, a trap. "This is the Red Swan Castle of the Sauron family." Eros did not respond directly to Albus, but simply stated a fact. She was saying, I have the blood of the Soran family, and I have lived in Red Swan Castle for almost six years, isn't it normal to know something? Albus cast his eyes towards the white candle that was nearly one-third extinguished, and asked directly as if he had not heard Eros' words: "What are you doing deep in the underground palace? If you don't tell us, how can we cooperate with you and help you?"

Eros looked at the bronze coffin and answered Lumien unexpectedly: "I want to take a look at this place known as the family's forbidden area, where only a few people can enter, to find out if the curse in our bloodline is related to this place." "You are an Einhorn, do you really think you are a member of the Sauron family?" Albus Medici laughed at the lady. Was this not only a mockery of Eloise not telling the whole truth, but also an attempt to sow discord between her and the Sauron family, so that she would recognize her own identity and not need to hide some secrets for the Sauron family? Lumian heard two meanings in Albus' words. This made him suspect that the other party was already a "conspirator" and that his always annoying appearance was a disguised trap. Eros was not provoked and sighed: "I am half of the blood of the Sauron family. I am also a 'hunter' and will also be troubled by the curse." Having said this, she looked at Albus Medici and said: "What are you doing deep in the underground palace? You don't really want to play my stupid cousin's childish game, do you?" Albus said in a half-sighing, half-sincere tone: “It’s time for the curse of the Sauron family to end. "And to break this curse, we must first understand the nature and source of the curse." "Would you be so kind?" Elos no longer acted obedient and reserved. Albus laughed: "You don't understand. This is called the highest level of love and compassion. Kindness has no boundaries, and that's who I am." I believe you are a fool... However, a true "conspirator" will not only tell lies, but always tell half truths and half lies, or even tell the truth, but lack the key part... What is true in Albus Medici's answer just now? He doesn't really want to help the Sauron family break the curse, right? Elos said, I still believe it, how can he, an outsider who has nothing to do with the Sauron family, have such good intentions... Is this a result that will inevitably come with his real goal? Lumian listened quietly, analyzing the answers of the two "teammates". He also did not really believe Eloise, and thought that what she said was probably only partly true: She suddenly changed her temperament and ordered the giant black spiders to leave. This was not something that a neglected girl living in her grandfather's house could accomplish! Elos commented on Albus' explanation with a disdainful smile, and then they both looked at Lumian and asked in unison: "Why did you go deep into the underground palace?" “Me?” Lumian pointed at himself with his free left hand and answered very honestly, “Someone commissioned me to investigate the cause of the decline of the Soran family and gave me something.” The client was referring to Gardner Martin, and the thing referred to was the dangerous contamination in the building at 13 Market Avenue, but Lumian did not say whether he accepted it or not. Albus smiled, and knowing Lumian's "true identity", he approved of the lie. Eros's eyes moved slightly, as if she was quickly analyzing which parts of Lumian's words were true and which were lies or incomplete. After a brief silence, Lumian sighed and accused Albus and Eros first: "You 'hunters', after all this talk, not one of you has taken a single step forward!"

The three people were still blocking the door, no one dared to enter the hall, and they were all waiting for their teammates to step on the landmine. "It's such a waste of time communicating with you." Albus sighed. He still didn't take a step forward and said, "Tsk tsk": "It would be great if there was a Beyonder from the Sailor Path here at this time." "Don't think that the Beyonders of the 'Sailor' path are necessarily violent, reckless, careless and impatient. Potions do have a certain impact, but the most important factors that determine a person's behavior are still his character and experience. If you use this stereotype to deal with Beyonders of the 'Sailor' path in the future, it may very likely become a characteristic." Eros mocked Albus. Lumian did not join their quarrel and asked thoughtfully: "If we hadn't chosen the middle path and the 'Gate of Madness', would we have arrived here?" "Yes, but some rooms are more dangerous." Eros looked at the scene in the hall, motionless. Lumian nodded and asked further: "Will we encounter monsters at the demigod level?" "Most of the extraordinary characteristics at the demigod level have been recovered, and there are still many extraordinary characteristics below the demigod level left in the underground palace. We have turned this place into a restricted hunting ground, which is convenient for members of the Soran family to hunt and improve themselves." Eros did not seem to have any intention of hiding anything for the Soran family. Most of them have been recovered... In other words, some are still in the depths of the underground palace? Is this the case with the complete disappearance of some core members? Does the Soran family not want to recover them, or does it not have the ability to do so? Well, Eros's description fits the current situation of the Soran family. There are not many demigods at the saint level, but there are also not a few. Many core members are scattered in the military, politics and business circles, and they all have pretty good strength... What they lack is a higher level of power? No angels, only "0" level seals, or only one angel? Lumian looked left and right and found that Eros and Albus were very patient, as if they had fixed themselves in place. Frankly speaking, Lumian really wanted to check the fortunes of Eros and Albus to see what their fate would be in the future, so as to judge the degree of danger of entering this hall deep in the underground palace. However, considering the abnormal change in Eros' temperament just now and Thermipolos's recent abnormal silence, he gave up this plan. Not only is that very risky, but it could also mislead him! At this moment, Lumian suddenly had a sense of danger. He turned his body suddenly and looked behind him along with the light of the calcium carbide lamp. Albus and Eros did the same. In the upward slanting corridor, a hand with deep red and black veins protruding from it stretched out from the darkness and pressed against the surface of the wall that was stained with a yellowish light. Lumian's eyelids twitched, and he recalled the most impressive scene in his nightmares caused by the King Cake Game: In the bronze coffin surrounded by white candles, a hand with deep red and black blood vessels suddenly stretched out, holding a shriveled and black heart that was oozing with blood! The dangerous creature in the bronze coffin came out? Before Lumian could respond by using the "Spiritual Journey", he felt a strong fear, which made him want to surrender, and his back bent unconsciously. Instinctively resisting and struggling, he, Albus and Eros subconsciously took a step back and stepped into the hall. In an instant, hallucinations appeared in front of their eyes at the same time. Lumian "saw" the hall covered in illusory purple flames, like the burning hell in mythology. The core of the purple fire was the bronze coffin. It became transparent and seemed to have no substance, revealing an iron-black ring that was pressed down by it. The ring was embedded in the ground, with a sticky blood-red spring in the middle whose bottom could not be seen. In the spring were several shriveled, blackened hearts that sometimes sank and sometimes floated up. Lines of blood spread outward from around the iron-black ring, some wrapped around the bottom of the bronze coffin and penetrated into it, and some connected to the white candles. The next second, Lumian heard a crazy and violent roar that seemed to come from deep underground. His mind suddenly buzzed and he lost consciousness instantly. …………

In the endless and borderless darkness, the dazed Lumian vaguely heard magnificent and overlapping voices, but he had no idea what the other party was saying. He tried hard to listen in a daze, and the melodious tunes hummed by Aurora and the ethereal sounds of the shepherds' flutes echoed in his ears. "I am the spirit of spring..." The noises grew louder, and Lumian felt his right palm getting hot. The heat became obvious quickly, presenting a burning pain. Pain... pain! Lumian suddenly woke up and opened his eyes. He saw a red fireball in front of him and felt himself being restrained by a metal bracket, forcing him to stand upright. At this time, a man in a black robe with a thick bright red beard, who looked like a human-shaped lion, was standing in front of a metal bracket, holding softened white wax and pressing it onto his body surface piece by piece. Lumian did not hesitate, nor did he conduct any unnecessary inspection or fighting, but directly activated the black mark on his right shoulder. With a flash of light, he disappeared into the metal bracket along with part of the white wax. At the entrance to the underground maze of Red Swan Castle, Lumian's figure was quickly outlined. He quickly looked around and breathed a sigh of relief when he saw nothing unusual. Then, Lumian patted off the white wax on his body and checked the items on his body. He was a little surprised to find that not only were all the original magical items, gold coins, banknotes, and various potions still there, but even the extraordinary characteristics of the "Wax Artist" and the shriveled heart obtained in the underground palace were all there. No one searched me? Lumian was surprised, and a series of discontinuous images flashed through his mind: That was the picture of him losing his calcium carbide lamp and walking silently in the darkness. In those pictures, his expression was dull and his face was stiff, like a wax figure. Finally, he walked to a room by himself, crawled into the metal bracket, and waited calmly for the "wax artist" to make him into a wax figure. This is totally unlike me... Lumian rubbed his aching head and chose to go up the stairs to leave the underground maze. He quickly returned to the large living room on the first floor and saw the poet Elaite happily drinking absinthe. "You're back too?" Elite asked curiously. “Yes.” Lumian, who had calmed down, sat on the sofa and said with a smile, “We got separated from them.” As soon as he finished speaking, Albus, with reddish hair, appeared at the door of the living room. (End of this chapter)