A little while later, a second figure also appeared.

On winter nights, the chill is so cold. As long as there is a place to live, people will hide in their houses wisely to avoid the chill of night. Even travelers who are traveling far away have already set up a bonfire for heating in the wilderness.

The two sisters stood in the middle of the courtyard together. The entire manor seemed particularly quiet, and only the occasional wind blowing caused the evergreen trees to make a "rustling" sound. On such a night, the people in the room could not find anyone outside the house going out at night. Besides, the two of them were very careful in their actions, and they were also very familiar with their homes, so their route cleverly avoided all windows.

Of course, it doesn’t matter if someone discovers it. After all, they are the owners of this place, and no one will give any opinions on any quirks.

They left the house through a side door along a small path close to the railing. During the whole process, the two sisters didn't say a word, and their movements were very fast, and the side door opened without any sound at all. This clearly shows that the two sisters were already familiar with this matter.

They walked along the road, rather than walking, they were trotting. So it didn't take too long. The two sisters had already arrived at the edge of the territory, at the foot of the mountain. They had pointed out the end of their land to Ashrufate here. There was a big road ahead, and across the big road was the path that turned into the mountain. And that mountain area, as the two sisters said before, had little value every year except for providing a limited amount of game.

But this time, the two sisters did not stop. They quickly crossed the silent and uninhabited road and turned on the path into the mountain.

There is the mountain villa in front of me. In fact, it is a bit of a slightest to describe this house as a "villa". Objectively speaking, this small villa is actually a little better than the loggers' hut or the hunter's hut. It is a single-story single-family house built with stone. If you have any characteristics, it is that the house is equipped with a fireplace. This means that this house can live in winter, that's all.

The situation inside the villa is also simple. If a thief breaks into the door with curiosity, he will soon be disappointed. Because the villa only has the simplest furniture - all of the old wood products. These include a wooden table full of small holes and a few chairs that will sway and make a creaking sound when sitting on it. Of course, there is also a bed here, an old but still very strong bed. There is no mattress, pillows and quilts, only hardwood boards.

The two sisters walked into the room. They lit a torch and observed it slightly inside the villa. This action was completely unnecessary, because the dust on the ground, the dryness and cold air in the air, and the traces on the wooden furniture clearly indicated that no guests were visiting here.

"Sister, it seems that no one is there. Let's open the door." Xingjian checked the door, window and several key parts on the ground, and confirmed that since the last time they left, no one else had visited here.

Xingke nodded, and she came to the bed and squatted down. After a few seconds, the entire ground where the bed was placed began to move, revealing a staircase leading to the underground secret room.

They walked down the stairs with torches. After a road of about thirty steps, they came to this basement.

The space in the basement is much larger than that of the villa on the ground. The surrounding rock walls are painted with countless symbols and words that ordinary people cannot understand. These words and symbols emit dark white light from time to time, but because of the large number, the light in this basement is much more abundant than outside, at least there is no need for torches to light.

Now the two sisters can clearly see a small platform made of stones in the center of the basement, and some things emitting glimmers are placed on the small platform. Around the small platform is a very complex pattern composed of countless symbols. Even people who know nothing about magic can see at a glance that this is a magic circle. In this magic circle, some strange things are placed in a variety of strange things, such as a bone or a book.

Xingke walked forward and came to the edge of the magic circle before stopping.

"Sister, how about it?"

"No... the black magic energy has consolidated the entire magic array... Even if we remove it, the accumulation process of the black magic energy cannot be changed. I am afraid we will not be able to clear the traces of the magic experiment. If we do not consume the black magic energy regularly... its strength will soon be felt by ordinary people."

"Oh no!" Xingjian also walked up. "What should we do?"

"We cannot hand over our manor to others." Xing Ke replied firmly. "Even if you hand over it for the time being, it won't work! Otherwise, it would be too dangerous!"

Suddenly, she turned her head behind her and looked towards the entrance of the basement. After only a second of hesitation, she screamed: "Who?!"

While shouting, a whip had already appeared in her hand. She waved the whip hard into the darkness.

However, this blow blew up. The whip hit the rocky ground, making a loud sound. Accompanied by the whip shadow, the stone chips were flying in the basement. When Xingke took back his whip, a deep whip mark appeared clearly on the ground - the deepest part was as thick as the palm, as if it was not the rocky ground, but the eggshell.

With one blow, Xingke looked solemn. She stepped forward, blocked her sister behind her, and looked tightly at the darkness that was covering the entrance steps of the basement.

"Who!" she asked again. When she said this, she raised her left hand and her index finger passed a complex symbol in the air.

The next moment, all the magic symbols in the entire basement began to shine together. Although they were also flashing one after another, they no longer flashed, and the intensity of the light they emitted became several times as strong as before. The dim basement was completely illuminated at once, and even the darkness at the entrance of the basement was driven away.

At the entrance of the basement, which is the lower end of the steps, stood a person they both knew.

"This..." Facing the starry carp that was eyeing and hostile, Ashu Rufat didn't know what to do. Finally, he raised his hands and made a gesture to show that he was harmless.

"You... saw everything?"

"I didn't see anything!" Ashu Rufate quickly explained. Curiosity made him come here with the two sisters, but he regretted it the moment he stepped into the basement. But it's too late to say anything now.

"Lie!" Xing Ke tightly held the whip, but did not wave it. Ashu Rufate might have forgotten it, but she would not. The man in front of him was definitely not as harmless as he looked on. Many years ago, she had fought with him with confidence, but ended up in a complete failure.

More than ten years have passed. Xing Ke understands that she is far stronger than that time. But at this moment, facing Ash Rufate, even if he acts as if he shows weakness and compromise, she feels an instinctive fear.

"Okay, I saw it." Ash Rufate admitted helplessly. The entire basement was filled with the breath of black magic energy. This was because a magic array gathered black magic energy was set up in the basement, and the black magic energy was slowly gathered from the surrounding air. This way of gathering black magic is not an efficient way - because it usually takes weeks or even months to gather enough black magic energy.

Wait... This is the black magic energy!

Ashrufate suddenly realized the essence of things. Everyone knows that the black magic energy is a depraved, evil force. Only those black magicians who are extremely selfish and do whatever they want to pursue eternal life will learn to master the skills of using black magic energy, which usually means that he will turn himself into a terrifying form or live in an eternal curse. The most well-known and evil method of the black magician is to use black magic to resurrect the dead. In this way, they can drive an army of dead people to protect themselves and attack others.

Of course, some of the black magicians are not so evil in their original intentions. Some people simply pursue knowledge, while others seek the mystery of life. But even if they are kind, this kind of research will eventually lead them to a path toward darkness. According to the propaganda of the church, this is because black magic itself is a fallen force, which will inevitably distort the human mind and mind. In other words, as long as a person starts to learn black magic, it is only a matter of time to eventually fall into madness.

In short, when ordinary humans hear about black magic, their first reaction is absolutely fear and hatred. But Ashu Rufate found that he had no reaction at all. In fact, he recognized the various arrangements of this basement at first sight, and then it took him a long time to remember that the energy of black magic should be a kind of depravity, danger, evil, and should be subject to the power of hatred.

"Are you scared?" Xing Ke said coldly. Now even the fool understands the identities of the two sisters, so she doesn't need to hide anything. "Your two fiancées are actually black magicians."

"No." Ashu Rufate answered sincerely. Looking at the black magic symbols around him, feeling the black magic energy condensed in the air. Rather than saying that he felt fear, he felt familiar and at ease. An indescribable feeling surged up.

"Why... is there such a basement?" Ashu Rufate looked around and asked. It is hard to imagine that there is a basement underground in such a shabby villa in the mountains.

"This is an ancient house," Xingke replied. "It should have been built by the lord somewhere as a hiding place in a critical moment." Her eyes stared at Ash Rufate's every move.
Chapter completed!