After passing through the layer of opaque fog, one came to the inside of the manor. What you saw before you was no longer a spacious courtyard, but a huge labyrinth made up of strange blood-red plants and twisted and irregular gray bricks.
Surrounded by hazy white mist, looking up, the sky is also foggy. I can vaguely see something huge shaking at a very high altitude, but I can't see clearly from the ground.
The other four also came to Jenkins through the fog door. After confirming that the servants around them were still in the state of corpses, the group quickly moved forward according to the map provided by the church. Before the vanguard team left the manor, they had used the corpses of the cursed blood-sucking servants to make road signs at every fork in the road, so they only needed to observe the corpses along the way to know the next direction.
After running for a full ten minutes, I finally saw the gate of the towering building in front of me. The hazy fog around the gate completely covered the walls of the building, so in the distance of the maze, only a single gate could be seen standing here.
The door is brass-colored, and there is a circle of leaking steam pipes around the bottom. This is certainly not the original gate of the building, it is the power of the mythos that distorts the environment and the real substance.
When the first exploration team arrived here, they basically had no strength and time to move forward, so how to open this door required Jenkins and his team to find a way. The church has also made sufficient preparations. If they are unable to open the door during this trip, they can open the door by weakening the strength of the team members and carrying Class B extraordinary keys during the next operation.
"I'll give it a try first."
Jenkins put his hands on the door cautiously, and Miss Knight did the same. He stood on the ground with both feet, and the addition of the power of the Titan gave him unparalleled power. Miss Knight once again showed signs of dragon transformation. In addition to the multiplication of power, a sense of oppression that only appears on beasts And so it came. With the efforts of the two, the hinge of the door really made a harsh sound.
The door was pushed inward little by little, and they didn't stop until a person of standard size could pass sideways.
The gravekeeper first stuck his coffin in the gap to prevent it from closing, and was the first to enter sideways.
"You can come in, it's safe for now."
A few seconds later, he poked his head out again, and everyone entered the building one by one.
The power of the mythosuo made this three-story house look like a giant's residence. The ceiling on the first floor is now nearly a hundred feet. Entering the interior of the building, the blood-red flowers growing wantonly in the courtyard disappeared, and instead, a layer of sauce-red paint appeared on the surface of the interior decoration of the house.
The characters in the oil painting became hideous, and the bloodshot surface of the decorative armor in the corner was outlined with runes. Even the chandeliers on the ceiling changed their appearance, and those evil bat statues held up human skulls, illuminating the way forward for the group.
There is a thick white fog outside, and a red fog inside. There was a strange sweet smell in the mist, but carefully discerning it was clearly the smell of blood.
"It could be toxic and we need to act as quickly as possible."
Jenkins said with a frown, and then pressed his chest to keep the cat hidden in the inner pocket quiet. He looked at the fortune teller, who tried to carry out the fortune teller, and then signaled everyone to walk along the corridor to the left.
The enemies that appeared inside the building, in addition to the cursed servants that are common in the courtyard, also had some more guests who came to the banquet. For unknown reasons, the strength of these newly emerged cursed ones has been greatly improved compared with the servants.
In the absence of direct contact, some of the cursed who carry the blood mosquito curse can even resist two different magical blows. This shows that the power of the mythos is more terrifying than imagined, and at the same time, the power of the [Blood Mosquito Curse] this time will not be inferior to any one recorded in history.
Because the team was well matched, most of the enemies blocking the way were dealt with by them. In the team, Jenkins is mainly responsible for controlling the enemy with the ability of [Ice], which is the most powerful power he can expose.
After walking for about ten minutes, choosing among different forks, the group entered a rather large hall. This should be a room like the servants' dining room, but now the wooden furniture is all piled up in the corner, and there is only a tall and thin man enveloped in blood-red smoke standing in the center of the room.
In fact, he was no longer in human form. When they heard the sound of footsteps and turned their heads, the five people clearly saw a huge mosquito head.
Those eyes with a structure similar to compound eyes stared at several people, and the black scales covered the rest of the monster's humanoid body. He took a step back without a sound, and disappeared into the thick red fog in the hall.
"Stealth? Be careful."
Jenkins warned that his monocle would not be able to see through the blood mist, which contained extremely strong and supernatural power. But from the perspective of the Eye of Reality, the black aura on the monster's body couldn't be more conspicuous.
Several people stood apart and explored the huge room step by step. Suddenly, Jenkins hit back with a cane, and the cane precisely hit the mosquito-headed monster's abdomen.
Although the majestic life spirit is not the nemesis of the blood mosquito curse, the infusion of natural power still makes the distorted mosquito-faced monster wail in pain. It let out a strange cry and wanted to disappear into the dense fog again. Jenkins could not give him such a chance, and jumped forward, trying to stab him in the head with his cane.
The closest to Jenkins was Miss Capet, with a green fireball in her palm, and she also rushed forward to try to prevent the monster from stealth. The moment the three of them staggered, a woman's sigh came from a corner deep in the house.
In an instant, the red mist that diffused in the room rolled towards the three of them and then disappeared. After the red mist dissipated, Jenkins, Miss Capet and the mosquito-faced monster disappeared together in the room, and only Miss Knight and the other two were left in the hall looking at each other.
After the feeling of stepping on the ground, all the halls and monsters around him disappeared. The fall stopped after only a second, but at the moment of landing, Jenkins abruptly made a turning motion in the air, changing from touching the ground on the front to touching the ground on the back.
He was so badly thrown that he didn't have time to cover his head and groan, but put his hands on his chest to test the condition of the chocolate, worried that the fall just now would hurt the fragile cat. After unbuttoning the button, the cat, which had been bored for a long time, got out, jumped onto Jenkins' shoulder, and gently scratched the back of his neck with the tip of its tail.