Chapter 923: Duke Unintentional, Castle of the Ghost King


In the castle of Portland I.
Seeing the vision appearing on the wall, everyone calmed down.
No matter how stupid people are, they realize that the situation is wrong.
They stepped back.
But the butler couldn't help but stepped forward and stared at the pattern emerging on the wall.
The pattern forms a piece of blood-colored text and is one of the ancient prophecies of the horse of prophecy in the ancient fable stories in the Portland area.
When the crisis of annihilation comes.
In the basement of the ghost king's castle, the unintentional duke will wake up from the ground where no one can live.
This is a myth that is rarely circulated, and only experts and scholars who specialize in this history will understand it.
The housekeeper knows it because of professional needs.
Ghost King Castle refers to the castle of Portland I.
The Duke Unintentionally also pointed to Portland I who created the Principality of Portland.
Of course, in the minds of people like housekeepers, these two Portland allegory stories involving a bit of fantasy are both fictional stories with a certain purpose.
The prototype of the ghost king's castle story is thought to be a greedy thief who stole into the basement of Portland I and was caught and executed.
As for the fable of the unintentional duke, it was the people who expressed their dissatisfaction with the continuous suppression of the free people and the merchant class for war during their rule.
The so-called doomsday theory is also considered nonsense. After all, it was the Middle Ages, and the various versions of the prophecy books that were popular at that time were the most popular times for eschatology.
The authors can’t wait to change the end of the ancient book to the end of their own writings. If they don’t mention the end of the eschatology, they will be hitting the author’s face, indicating that the author’s book is not forced!
It's just that it's a false story of people in the ancient world that maps the powerful.
How could it suddenly appear in this hall of Portland I's castle as a vision?
The butler couldn't help but think about whether this would be a prank, but he quickly ruled out this unreliable guess.
The castle of Portland I may not be famous in the world for its miraculous creations, but it is a real place of historical interest in the Portland area. What group is brave enough to play pranks here?
Are people in Portland who are not afraid of hospitality entertaining them with an axe?
And there are cameras everywhere and directly connected to the nearest police center in the city.
What's wrong, it's absolutely impossible not to inform yourself!
And the most important thing is.
On the housekeeper's phone, his superior, a powerful man, recounted the prophecy on the wall.
Already commanded him with a trembling tone, let him evacuate those tourists immediately.
And told him a scary news.
The army is already on the way to Portland I Castle!
The butler swallowed, hung up the phone, swept his eyes, walked to a sirens near the sirens, shattered the glass and pressed it up.
Suddenly the alarm sounded everywhere in Portland I Castle.
Immediately, the housekeeper picked up a communicator and opened up with the help of the broadcasting system:
"Please pay attention to all personnel in the castle, please pay attention to everyone."
"There is a little accident in our castle now. For the safety of everyone's life, please leave the castle orderly from the main entrance, accompanied by the staff."
"We are deeply sorry for everyone's unpleasant travel and will send you a small gift and compensation."
The butler had just finished speaking.
After the glasses guy heard the guide interpreting them, his heart beat faster.
"I wipe! Really encountered an abnormal event again?"
"No, me, this time I can't be involved anymore, guide! I want to leave the castle immediately!"
The glasses man's suggestion, but the tour guide was a bit strange, he said: "Don't worry, we will line up and leave immediately."
"Did you see those security guards? They are all maintaining order, just a moment."
Spectacled men naturally saw the already moving queue of tourists in the hall corridor.
In front of the main entrance vaguely seen, more security guards and travel agents were counting the team to avoid losing people.
Everyone is pretty fast.
In just a minute or two, everyone can go out, which is undoubtedly more efficient than crowding in the corridor.
It's just that the glasses man was afraid of the moment, and the resurgence made him fall into the attention of the major forces again.
He is just an ordinary person. Although he is a journalist by profession, it is a pity that he doesn't even have the guts to write an article.
Where can it bear the attention of so many forces?
This will be dead!
When the glasses man thinks like this.
Suddenly, the entire Portland I castle rocked.
The oil paintings hanging on the corridor shook, and the chandelier made a loud noise, causing the crowd below to exclaim and confuse.
Several female tourists walking down the stairs even hugged the railing and dared not move after screaming.
Fortunately, this wave of tremors lasted for more than ten seconds, and then became quiet.
Portland I Castle has returned to tranquility.
In the hall, the housekeeper and the tourists who had not yet left were stunned, and saw that the place where the long conference table was placed was sunken, revealing a deep pit.
Then, a long sigh came from the pothole, making everyone's scalp numb.
"Activate the first-level witchcraft circle: the enchantment of the dead!"
I gently drank a bottle of mana potpourri with strawberry flavor~EbookFREE.me~ Xiao Yu was hiding in an old tree branch on the top of the mountain, feeling his every move of the arrangement, and chuckling to start a witchcraft. Formation.
Suddenly, a thick cloud of black appeared over the Portland I Castle.
This dark cloud just blocked the sight of the hill where Portland I Castle was located, and the temperature here began to drop.
At the same time, with the influence of the enchantment, the soul fragments of the small animals remaining after being used by Xiao Yu were activated to form various solitary ghosts.
These lonely spirits and ghosts appear to be a group of irregular translucent green lights and shadows that are mostly incomplete.
They whistled and flew up, followed by a cry like a baby.
Not to mention the people in the castle, even those who have already ran out of the castle, but also have a look on my face.
The staff can no longer count the number of people, facing these strange scenes, they just want to take their legs to escape.
However, what followed was the second witchcraft magic circle launched by Xiao Yu: Slow Enchantment.
People who don’t hate to have more than two legs immediately find it difficult to breathe. At the same time, it becomes extremely difficult for two legs to get up!
"Holy Lord...Help!"
Some believers secretly prayed.
Portland I Castle.
The spectacled man looked at the sarcophagus slowly floating in the broken deep pit.
It was an expression of constipation.
As the sarcophagus slammed open, a balding middle-aged old man stood up from the sarcophagus in a gorgeous robe.
Looking at this middle-aged and old man almost exactly the same as in the oil painting.
The corner of the glasses man's mouth flickered, and a speculation appeared in his head that made him want to cry:
The unintentional prince, the owner of the castle of ghost king, the king who once lived here, Lord Portland I, was resurrected!
Latest chapter of Ebook My Little Country Click here