There was not much light in the dim hall, but a little brightness came in from outside the door, which somewhat dispelled the gloom in the first half of the hall.
As for the steps deep in the hall, the darkness is still like the starless and moonless night sky, quiet and deep.
At this moment, Ron is standing at the door, but his figure is still a little insignificant compared to the height of the door, but it is not enough to block the only light shining on the floor in front of him. More.
But somehow, even though Ron knew that there should be a throne chair on the steps, he couldn't see it with the naked eye, and he didn't have the same high level of perception as Luna, Delphi and other companions... But it was like It was intuitive. He knew that in the seemingly unknown shadow above, there was a figure sitting there, doing everything smoothly without any wavering.
Is this an illusion? It was because he had previously learned from the high-level living corpse named "Bing Leng" that the other party's master was in the palace, so he just mixed the other party's words with fear and uneasiness, so that he subconsciously Has it turned into a psychological pressure that is not factual
Is there actually no one in the shadows above
No, it's not! Those high-level living corpses—Death Wind, Iron Arm, Devouring Twins, and the "master" respected by Bing Leng must be in the darkest and deepest darkness now, definitely!
Maybe, the other party is even looking at me calmly and indifferently!
"Death Wind... That damn guy actually let me in alone! Damn, damn, damn..."
Thousands of "damn"s were tumbling in Ron's heart, but except for that first sentence, the rest were actually not cursing the living corpse Deathwind. In fact, he was just using an angry mood to keep repeating something that might soon become a fact.
Because Ron knew very well that even if the high-level zombie Shifeng really died one day in the future, it would never be today. As for him, he is now afraid that he may not live long.
pressure! Enormous pressure! The pressure Ron felt at this moment was definitely not fake, let alone his self-righteous illusion.
Because of this feeling, he, Ron Weasley, had just felt it at the Burrow stronghold not long ago - it was the same feeling he felt when he was noticed by the demon "Arrogance" and was instantly invaded and bewitched by his soul. The pressures are very similar.
It's just that this time, even though the other party doesn't seem to have any intention of harming me yet, the invisible pressure is much stronger than when the "arrogance" attacked me!
This feeling was so terrible that Ron's already sore legs were almost unable to support his increasingly swaying body.
However, Ron did not expect that just a second before he seemed to be unable to hold on and fell to his knees, a voice actually rang out from that dark place.
"Human, you're scared."
This voice is hoarse and deep, and the speaking speed is a bit slow, but it is neither fast nor slow and extremely stable.
What's more important is that the other person's words seemed to have magic power. The huge pressure that Ron was unable to bear before suddenly disappeared the moment the other person said these words, as if it had never existed.
Suddenly I felt relaxed and comfortable, and at the same time, balls of flames ignited from the braziers on the two support pillars closest to the door with two "puff" sounds, and continued along the aisle in the center of the hall. It extended into the depths one after another.
Soon, the entire hall finally became slightly brighter under the illumination of these firelights.
However, when the several braziers at the deepest part of the hall were finally lit, and the orange light temporarily retreated the darkness that seemed to be locked in it like a tide, Ron's already panic-stricken expression suddenly changed. For the sake of even more unbearable shock and inexplicable color.
"Evil... are you... a demon? The 'master' of the living corpse is also a demon?"
In today's Britain, the person who makes people talk is not Voldemort, nor Grindelwald, nor even the despicable Herbo, that old guy, who seems to have not appeared for a long time. Got pregnant. And if you want to ask who that object is, it is undoubtedly the "devil".
Even though almost none of Hermione, Harry, Delphi and others are easy to mess with now, and many of them have the power to shock the outside world, but when faced with those few demons who suddenly descended, they still Each one was found to be more difficult to deal with than the last.
However, now, in Ron's sentence, the word "devil" is not actually the key point. Among them, the most prominent thing that made him subconsciously use his tone and intonation was just the word "ye".
Yes, he never expected that the demon who had listened to the hostile curses of the living corpse and death wind would now appear in front of him so high and mighty as the other party's most respected master.
Could it be that that guy... didn't think that the guy above, who was sitting firmly on the throne, tall and strong, with a dark body, weird muscles and even sharp edges, was also the devil he hated
"Did... I made a mistake, or did he make a mistake?"
Because of this moment of astonishment, Ron even temporarily forgot about the fear in his heart. He just stared blankly at the figure on the throne and murmured to himself uncontrollably.
But this time, he didn't expect that the question he asked himself casually would be answered by the other party.
"Don't worry, you didn't make any mistake... Of course, they didn't either." Ron heard the other party say slowly but calmly, "You just looked at it from different angles."
Ron wasn't smart enough to understand the other person's words, so he just raised his head, and then looked back at the figure he didn't dare to look directly at just now with a bit of confusion.
It can be seen that since Ron first saw the figure clearly, the figure has been leaning lazily on the armrest of the throne with his chin propped up, looking here with a slightly tilted head. Putting aside the terrifying figure, just looking at those bright but extremely dark eyes, Ron wasn't even sure whether the other person was looking at him, or just looking over his shoulder and behind him. The view outside the door.
Therefore, Ron suddenly shut up again, not knowing what to say for a while.
But at this moment, it was the other party who took the initiative to speak -
"Weasley, someone asked me to prepare a 'gift' for you. Do you want to see it first?"