Dana did not think, his movements were faster than his thoughts. When he found out that this was just a human-shaped armor, the dagger had stabbed the armor in the chest. It was a set of plate armor. The armor made a low sound, and the sound was not high. The armor shook, which scared Dana so much that he quickly grabbed the armor. Although the stab sound was very low, it seemed a little harsh at night. He didn't dare to let out his anger, and he finally didn't fall down. He listened carefully. After a while, he saw that no one came, and then he breathed a sigh of relief. His back was already wet with sweat.

The tower is actually part of the building, with an opening in the castle, and in front of it is a long passage, with stone passages on both sides. On both sides of the door, there are two armors, guarding the door like guards.

Dena maintained her faint shadow state and began to touch the passage forward.

The passage in the castle is like a maze. This castle has a history. It was passed down by a necromancer to Nichlus Andrew. The building area is large. The castle is square, with towers at four corners, and an open-air place in the middle. It is surrounded by stone buildings, which is integrated. The corridor inside is deep and the lighting is not very good. Even during the day, it is also gloomy inside, let alone the night.

Dana carefully touched forward in the passage, and encountered several gargoyles and ghouls along the way, which he had to avoid. These things were just standing quietly, not entering their range, and would not attack the creatures. At a turn in front, two gargoyles guarded the door.

According to memory, this is where Nichlus Andrew practiced, and the warehouse was nearby. Dyna was careful to sneak up nearby and did not enter the warning area of ​​the gargoyles. Seeing a door next to it, there was no guardian of the gargoyles. He thought about it and said that this should be the alchemy laboratory that Tao De mentioned.

He was hesitating, and there was movement in the door in the distance. He didn't have time to make a sound. His figure flashed and floated into the alchemy room. He gently covered the door, and a gap was revealed for easy observation.

The door in the distance opened, and Wang Qinian finished his practice, but he did not expect that people had entered the castle.

As soon as Wang Qinian came out, he felt something was wrong. He seemed to have a pair of eyes staring at him. Wang Qinian was a little strange, but he didn't care too much. He didn't know that this was a warning, but he thought that he had been devoted to practicing recently.

Although Wang Qinian didn't care, he still paused and his eyes naturally glanced at him, and there was nothing unusual. Wang Qinian shook his head and subconsciously tightened the cane in his hand, but Dana didn't dare to let out, especially when Wang Qinian looked at the alchemy room where he was hiding, which made him hold his breath.

Wang Qinian turned around, and Dana was secretly glad in his heart. As soon as he had a thought, another thought suddenly rose up, and he couldn't believe it: "Did Nichlus Andrew see something, but pretended that nothing happened? What conspiracy did he have?"

He slowly closed the door, and the room was pitch black. He wanted to see what was inside. He touched the fire fold on his chest with his hand, or put down his hand. There was a strange smell inside, which he couldn't tell clearly. It was a mixture of multiple gases and a pungent smell of potions.

There are lamps in the corridor, which are the magic lamps in the glass cover. Although Wang Qinian is a lich, he always likes light.

Wang Qinian walked into the bedroom and closed the door. He didn't need to sleep, but people had a habit. Although they didn't sleep, they still liked to lie in bed and lie on for a few hours every day.

Lying in bed and thinking about what happened today is a good habit. It was developed in the past life, and that was impossible. Only the brain could imagine lying on the hospital bed all day long and began to think randomly, but gradually I recalled the details of my life over and over again and developed such a habit.

Dena stayed in the dark for more than an hour, and there was no movement outside. The smell in the alchemy room had already adapted and didn't feel any smell at all. Seeing that the outsider was not moving, he quietly opened the door and slipped out again.

There was enough turn in the castle. Except for a few places, there were gargoyles and ghouls guarding them. He could not enter. He touched the rest clearly. It was almost dawn and he quietly came to the gate of the castle. The gate was made of oak and was very thick. Behind the door, the huge tied door was one foot square. Outside, there were instruments that bumped the door, and it probably could not be easily knocked open.

He thought about it and slowly rotated with a dagger, leaving only a thin layer of skin connected. He was not at ease to do all this, so he hid in a place with a lamp, took out a charcoal pen, drew detailed drawings of the castle interior on the paper, marked them, and wrote down what he had discovered.

Fold the paper and take out a little bird from his body. This is a first-level monster, green-eyed bird. He tied the paper to the bird's legs and arrived at the tower. It was already dark. As soon as he let go, the bird flew over like an arrow. When the gargoyle opened his eyes, he saw that it was a bird, and his eyes drooped.

Whether it is gargoyles, ghouls, or skeletons, these are summoned by magic. They have no intelligence, but some instincts. As long as you don't enter their attack range, they just turn a blind eye.

After all this, the time to be done by Dena is in the incubation period. A smile appeared on his face. The lich never thought that there was an enemy lurking in his castle. If he was lucky, he would suddenly come out behind him when the Wolf Tooth Mercenary Group came to attack in the afternoon. Then the fate of the lich can be imagined.

He went down the tower and had already thought about where he hid, and was in the servant's room, and the lich would not think of it. While thinking, he carefully went to the servant's room.

The corridor turned in front, passed this bend and arrived at the servant's room. Dyna suddenly stopped and stood quietly in front of him, a man in black and cloak, who was wrapped in black, but he was holding a cane in his hand.

Dana's sweat suddenly came down, holding the dagger in his right hand, and asked hoarsely: "You are Lich Nichlus Andrew, how did you find me?"

Wang Qinian did not answer. He found that Dyna was really benefited from lying in bed for several hours every day and thinking about his actions. Although he had not traveled for a long time, this habit was not lost.

At the end of the night, Wang Qinian felt that he had eyes looking at him. He didn't pay attention at that time. When he lay on the bed and recalled his experience carefully, he felt a little confused. Could it be that someone had really entered? The doors and windows were not moved, and the defense was very strict, and the castle was very high. Logically, no one could come in at all.

But when he thought that this world was not the earth he was familiar with, he couldn't help but be shocked. He contacted those gargoyles and the like. Although gargoyles and other magical summons were summoned, it was not Wang Qinian's body. It had existed very early. Wang Qinian just activated them and added some magic elements every day, otherwise they would lose their vitality and become a statue.

Some instincts like gargoyles cannot have long memories, but there are always ones in one or two days, and some of them can even be remembered for about ten days. These memories are felt by Wang Qinian in the form of images. If necessary, Wang Qinian can look at the world from their perspective.

The images flipped quickly, mostly in the dark night, but soon the tower seemed to have a shadow flashed, the gargoyle flew up, and looked around, and there was nothing unusual.

The person who came could hide it from the gargoyle, because the gargoyle hardly existed to see my consciousness and would not think too much, but it could not hide it from Wang Qinian. Someone must have sneaked into the castle.

Looking through the memories of another gargoyle, he finally found clues. No matter how careful Dyna was, he still left traces. Although a faint shadow flashed, Wang Qinian couldn't help but feel secretly glad in his heart. He didn't expect that he had a habit to discover such a big thing.

Seeing the green-eyed bird flying through the sky, Wang Qinian had confirmed that the person was still in the castle, but the news had already spread.

Wang Qinian sat up. It was already dawn. He sang spells silently. With the gesture, something with a very faint eyeball on his head appeared, and it was soon invisible in the air. This was the Eye of the Dead. He used the Eye of the Dead to view all the rooms.

As the Eye of the Undead flies silently, the situations in various places in the castle come to my mind one by one. The Eye of the Undead is not unaware of it. It carries the breath of the Undead. Although it is extremely light, there are still traces to be found.

However, Dena was unable to notice that he was carefully sneaking in the castle. This time he did not dilute his figure. He was already familiar with the way, just hide in the servant's room and lurk quietly.

Wang Qinian brought a cloak. He usually didn't wear a cloak in his castle, but in front of outsiders, he didn't want to expose his skinny appearance to outsiders.

Wang Qinian appeared in front of Dyna. Dyna was shocked and knew that he had been exposed. He asked, but Wang Qinian did not answer. He looked at Dyna. A young man in his twenties with gray-yellow hair, not tall, but his eyes were rolling around. Wang Qi coughed lightly, just about to speak.

However, when Dana waited for this opportunity, he saw Wang Qinian coughing, his body suddenly turned into a series of confused shadows. The dagger in his hand was like a poisonous snake, slashing directly at Wang Qinian's neck.

Wang Qinian was shocked and instinctively drew his sword and stabbed it out. In the past few days, Wang Qinian had done this action countless times. It has been deeply imprinted in his instinct. He didn't need to think about his brain at all, and he had already stabbed it out with one sword.

Dana suddenly stopped, looking at Wang Qinian in disbelief, the sword had pierced into his throat, but his dagger was two feet away from Wang Qinian.

He fell down powerlessly. He did not expect that he would be killed by a lich with a stabbing sword, rather than dying under the undead magic of the lich.
Chapter completed!