Shelley recalled the look of seeing the cat on the stairs just now.

There was a moment.

But the murderous intent in the other party's eyes successfully caused the chill in her body.

...

Grand Duke Aojia was awakened by the sound of the vase breaking.

Right in her bedroom.

There was a crisp bang.

The green glaze vase with light yellow chrysanthemums in the corner fell to the ground.

Ojia sat up from the bed.

At the same time, her door was pushed open rudely.

A strong body blocked the light outside and rushed in with a silver scimitar in his hand.

She had short hair, her muscles were tangled and full of strength.

The loyal guard of Grand Duke Oga, one of the four kingdom's horsemen [Rorel Irving], blocked his body in front of Oga.

Her dark brown eyes quickly glanced at Oga on the bed, and then looked for the source of the sound.

His eyes fell to the ground, staring at the place where the vase fell.

"I'm fine, Roriel."

Oga said softly without any emotion.

Her eyes fell.

Next to the vase is a black shorthaired cat.

Aojia, who was already a little angry, had anger in his eyes swept away.

She reached out and greeted her most loyal pet.

"Lingyue, you are too naughty."

Compared to this, a vase is nothing.

Ling Yue meowed sweetly and jumped from the ground to the bed lightly.

"Come and let me see if you are injured?" Ojia held it in his arms and carefully examined its body.

It was then that Roriel turned his eyes, with a little surprised in his eyes—

On the white sheets of Ojia, there were a few blood claws printed.

Ojia also noticed this and dipped her fingers in disgust.

Sticky.

Slippery.

A strong smell of blood.

Lingyue's body was intact, obviously not from it.

"This group of damn vampires." The fire in Oga's eyes finally started to burn.

...

The magic circle on the ground has finally been completed.

Caroline smiled with relief, then walked to the bathtub, held up Rowling's hand, and gently picked up the dagger that had been prepared on the table next to her and cut it open.

A cross-shaped wound was on Rowling's wrist.

Venous blood flowed out slowly.

Meanwhile, Caroline did the same thing to the corpse in the coffin and put Rowling's wrists together with the other party.

Buzz!

A low vibration swung out like a wave.

At the same time, a light intertwined with black and red gushed out from the magic circle.

The light gradually intertwined into a thread, rising upwards, entangling Rowling and the mummy.

It was at this moment that Rowling's face showed great pain.

"Um……"

Her breath made a painful groan, but she could not wake up.

Rowling felt the blood flowing outwards in her body.

At the same time, a stream of hot, flame-like liquid poured into her body along her wrists.

She felt that as the liquid flowed, her whole body seemed to be burning.

On the surface of her skin, some black marks began to appear.

A series of black lines spread out along her skin, like blooming black and gorgeous roses.

Caroline took a deep breath.

This is just the beginning.

What she is looking forward to is coming.

...

This scene sounds very strange, and Rowling's body gradually turns black.

Black sweat penetrated from her skin and turned into a foul-smelling oil.

These black sweats will also flow out from the eyes, mouth, nostrils, navels, and anus.

Caroline squatted down and carefully wiped the black liquid flowing out of Roylene's eyes with a clean towel.

If they are soaked in the eyes for too long, they will turn her into a blind man.

At the same time, it is like exchanging each other.

The body of the mummy next to it began to fill up, and then the dry skin gradually became shiny...

The dagger with a faint blue light that was inserted into the corpse's eyes popped out little by little.

Above Rowling, a black vortex slowly gathered inward.

No sound at all.

There was no air flow.

A long crack was torn apart in the vortex.

It's like an eye that appears out of thin air.

Silently suspended on the ceiling of the basement.

Even with his eyes closed, Rowling seemed to see the scene clearly.

It's like a mirror reflecting her now.

In the whirlpool above, a bathtub and a mirror image of a coffin appeared.

The only difference is-

In the bathtub, it was not Rowling, but the body.

And in the coffin in the mirror, Rowling is the one lying calmly.
Chapter completed!