Chapter 566: "Fantasy World: Lin Xiaomoyu's Castle in Despair"
Chapter 566: The Fantasy World: Lin Xiaomoyu's Castle in Despair
Lin Xiao and Mo Yu stood in front of the eerie castle. The dark clouds in the night sky were as dark as ink, pressing down heavily, as if to swallow up the whole world. The dim moonlight occasionally shone through the gaps in the clouds, but it could not illuminate the darkness at all. The wind was howling, blowing Lin Xiao's hair wildly in the wind. She hugged her arms tightly, her body trembling constantly, her teeth chattering, and her voice was full of undisguised fear: "Mo Yu, this place is too scary! I feel like I have walked into the filming site of a horror movie. My heart is almost scared out of my wits!"
Mo Yu's face was as solemn as iron, but his eyes were firm, like two cold stars in the dark night. He turned his head and looked at Lin Xiao, and comforted her softly: "Xiao'er, don't be afraid, I'm here. Even if the King of Hell comes, he has to get past me first!"
The two of them took cautious steps and slowly approached the castle gate that seemed to lead to hell. The door was tall and heavy, covered with traces of time and mysterious runes, and exuded a disgusting smell of decay.
"Creaky—" When Lin Xiao pushed the door with trembling hands, a sharp and long sound rang out in the silent night sky, as if it was a curse from ancient times. A stream of freezing cold air suddenly rushed out from the door, and Lin Xiao couldn't help shivering, and his voice changed: "What's this smell? It feels like entering a thousand-year-old tomb, smelly and gloomy. Will there be any zombies jumping out?"
Mo Yu clenched the sword in his hand, and the blade flashed with a faint cold light. He said in a deep voice: "Be careful, Xiao'er, follow me closely, don't fall behind!"
Walking into the castle, the hall was empty, with only the torches on the wall swaying in the wind, flickering strange lights. Those lights and shadows danced on the ground, as if a group of evil elves were having a carnival.
Suddenly, a cold wind blew, the torches were extinguished instantly, and the surroundings fell into suffocating darkness.
"Ah!" Lin Xiao screamed in fright, and the sound echoed in the empty hall like the howling of ghosts and wolves.
Mo Yu quickly protected Lin Xiao behind him, his voice steady and powerful: "Don't be afraid, Xiao'er, I'm here!"
At this moment, an eerie laugh came from the darkness. The laugh seemed to come from the abyss of Hell, carrying with it endless chill and malice.
"Who? Who's there?" Lin Xiao's voice trembled like a fallen leaf in the wind.
A dark shadow passed over their heads, bringing a cool breeze that ruffled their hair and clothes.
Mo Yu quickly swung his sword towards the black shadow, but missed. He frowned, beads of sweat oozing from his forehead: "What the hell is this thing? How dare you play tricks in front of me!"
"This...is this a vampire? Or a ghost? I'm not going to die here, am I?" Lin Xiao's voice was filled with despair and fear.
They continued to grope forward in the darkness, each step full of unknown dangers. Suddenly, they came to a room with a huge coffin, which was carved with various strange patterns and exuded a breath of death.
Lin Xiao swallowed, his voice trembling so much that it was almost inaudible: "This... there shouldn't be anything in here, right? I... I don't dare to look."
Mo Yu approached the coffin carefully and was about to reach out to open it when the coffin lid suddenly flew up by itself and a pungent smell instantly filled the air.
"Oh my god!" Lin Xiao was so scared that he turned around and ran, but he accidentally tripped over the debris on the ground and fell flat on his face.
Mo Yu stood there, staring at the coffin, and saw a figure slowly rising from the coffin. The figure was shrouded in a layer of black mist, and his face could not be seen clearly. He only heard a low and hoarse voice: "You are finally here."
Lin Xiao hid behind Mo Yu, poked his head out, his eyes wide open, and said in a trembling voice: "You... who are you? Why are you here?"
The mysterious man sneered, and that laugh seemed to be able to penetrate a person's soul: "Want to know? Then it depends on whether you have the ability to get out alive."
After saying that, the mysterious man waved his sleeves, and countless ghosts suddenly appeared in the room. Those ghosts pounced towards them with their fangs and claws bared, making shrill cries from their mouths.
Lin Xiao and Mo Yu stood back to back and started a fierce battle with the ghost. Lin Xiao had a dagger in her hand. She waved the dagger and shouted loudly: "Come on, you damn guys, I will beat you to death!"
Mo Yu's swordsmanship was extremely sharp, and every strike was filled with determination to kill. He shouted loudly, "Xiao'er, hold on!"
However, as the number of ghosts increased, they gradually felt overwhelmed.
"Mo Yu, I can't hold on any longer!" Lin Xiao's voice was filled with fatigue and despair.
Mo Yu said loudly: "Xiao'er, don't be afraid, we will definitely find a way out!"
Just when they were exhausted, Lin Xiao suddenly discovered a secret door in a corner of the room.
"Mo Yu, look over there!" Lin Xiao shouted loudly.
Mo Yu took a look, a glimmer of hope flashed in his eyes: "Let's go!"
They rushed towards the secret door, only to find a powerful barrier at the door. The barrier was flashing with strange light, as if mocking their arrogance.
"What should I do? This barrier is too strong!" Lin Xiao stamped his feet anxiously.
Mo Yu gritted his teeth and said, "Let's fight! I don't believe that we can't break this barrier!"
He used all his strength to stab the sword into the barrier. The sword collided with the barrier, emitting dazzling sparks.