Immortal in Horror Game: She is the Fortune Teller!-Chapter 231 - 227: Bloody Castle 8 (Part 3)
No matter how you look at it, it just seems like a lifeless, ordinary doll.
Bullet screen: [Protect me! Where’s my mosaic army! Where’s my high-energy king!]
[Wuwuwu can’t see it during the day, but can’t escape it at night series.]
[Who understands, watching quietly, silently pulling feet back under the covers from the edge of the bed.]
[Silly boy, how about we don’t go in? Daddy’s scared...]
Josh glanced at the bullet screen and sneered, "A bunch of useless people."
Josh glanced down at the doll by his feet and kicked it flying.
Bullet screen: [...?]
[How dare you! Aren’t you afraid of dying?]
[Silly boy, don’t blame me for not warning you, you can’t use the Resurrection Card or Pass Card in this instance.]
The doll was kicked away, rolled down the stairs, and quickly disappeared into the darkness.
Soon after, a sobbing cry came from below.
"Wailing woo-woo-woo..."
"Ee-yoo-yoo..."
A cold wind swept through as the stairs extended step by step into the darkness.
In the darkness, it seemed like countless mouths were lurking, whispering and cursing with grim screams.
Josh could feel the rumbling in her ears growing louder.
She frowned slightly and continued downward.
From within the shadows behind her, a withered, pale hand suddenly reached out, painted with scarlet nail polish, aiming for the back of Josh’s collar.
[Danger, danger, danger!]
[Ahhhhhh save me!]
Josh drew out a long knife, turned around, and chopped down, severing a hand.
"Ah!" A woman let out a torn scream as the severed hand appeared to have a life of its own, instantly standing upright and scuttling away, its five fingers stepping quickly until it disappeared. 𝒻𝑟𝘦𝘦𝘸ℯ𝒷𝑛𝘰𝓋ℯ𝘭.𝘤𝘰𝘮
In the darkness, countless shadows seemed to be enraged and attacked Josh’s direction with both cries and laughter.
The misty attacks coalesced, rendering the long knife useless.
Josh raised her left hand, forming a complex magical sign with her five fingers, chanting under her breath, a burst of golden light blossoming.
"Break!" With a cold shout, the nearby black smoke let out wretched cries, as if scalded by something.
A burnt stench of singed hair filled the air, and the room returned to a deathly silence.
Bullet screen: [I don’t understand, but I am utterly shocked.]
[Yu went through this secret chamber, relying only on brute force to safely get out of here...]
[So magical, Little Ghost and Little Meng were left in a disheveled state by these black smokes before they escaped, yet for her, it’s like child’s play?]
[Honestly, I’m becoming increasingly curious about what kind of personal skill Josh actually possesses.]
Josh continued downward.
Suddenly, by the dim light from the wall, she noticed some sketches on the wall.
These sketches were as childish as kids’ doodles, yet the force used was too strong to be left by a child.
Based on these sketches, Josh could roughly guess they were records left by someone secretly watching Sisi the Prince.
She found the first sketch from the source and started looking; these pictures roughly depicted the Prince Sisi, who was captured and locked in the attic by the old King after falling in love with a Fisherman’s Daughter.
Each day, the Prince threw a tantrum in despair, so the King would let some maids accompany him, to chat and relieve his boredom, bringing him all kinds of fun toys.
But the Prince remained resolute in choosing the Fisherman’s Daughter.
Thus, the King locked him up in the attic, never letting him out again.
During the days the Prince was confined, the Fisherman’s Daughter came to the castle daily seeking to see the Prince; naturally, the King did not allow this.
So, the Fisherman’s Daughter tore off her disguise and became a witch, mistakenly believing that the Prince had abandoned her and, in anger, cursed everyone in the castle with magic.
The maids were burned alive in a great fire, turning into black thorns that drank human blood.
Everyone in the castle was turned into neither humans nor ghosts, monsters even the Prince was no exception.
Josh felt little emotion after reading this story, as these tales of love didn’t resonate with her.
She walked down all the way, having looked at the sketches on the wall, and soon reached the bottom of the secret passage.
It turned out to be a wine cellar.
On the floor of the cellar was a large amount of ice, softly emitting a cold vapor.
In the corner, there was something squatting on the ground, making a "smacking" sound from within.
As Josh was about to approach, she suddenly stepped on something strange.
She looked down and was startled to see the terrifying doll she had kicked away standing right in front of her, still in its original posture, staring at her expressionlessly.
Josh kicked it aside again.
"Wuwuwu..." The crying of the child became more apparent.
Suddenly, a woman’s shrill voice screamed from the cellar: "You’re seeking death..."
