Chapter 387 The Role of the Soul Beads <TOC> Chapter 389 Lament of the Cemetery
Translator: SumTLMan
Before entering Black Castle, Angel returned to the Centennial Hall and put Fiona into the space bracelet.
He didn’t entirely believe the High Priest’s words. If Fiona stayed here, who knew what changes might occur?
After taking Fiona away, Angel returned to the vicinity of the altar. However, instead of entering the teleportation formation immediately, he climbed the sacred mountain again with Toby.
Before long, Toby exhibited the “sleepwalking” state again, fluttering his wings in a stupor and flying upwards.
Angel followed behind Toby, and soon Toby came to a halt.
Toby still stopped at the mountainside.
If they went downhill, Toby would continue to flutter his wings and “sleepwalk.” Angel walked sideways with Toby, who did not resist. As a result, they walked sideways all the way until, in the end, Angel accidentally discovered a small path extending down from the temple at the back of the sacred mountain.
At the end of the path was a cliff.
With his mastery of illusion, he could clearly sense that the cliff was created by illusion magic. Behind it was a deep cave.
Before approaching, he faintly felt a cold and dangerous atmosphere.
Toby fluttered his wings, wanting to fly into the cave.
Angel stopped him. If the High Priest was right, this path should lead to the heart of the mountain. And the Soul Bead left by Isabelle might be inside.
After glancing at the cliff from a distance, Angel went back down the mountain.
He climbed the sacred mountain only to verify if the High Priest’s words were true. So far, there indeed seemed to be a path leading to the heart of the mountain, and Toby was also eager to go there.
Perhaps the High Priest was telling the truth?
Regardless of whether it was true or not, Angel was already determined to visit Black Castle.
Activating Boundless Silence, Angel arrived at the center of the altar and stepped onto the passage leading to the inner world.
What Angel didn’t know was that just as he stepped onto the teleportation formation, in the hall of the Centennial Hall, a small door was pushed open out of thin air. Accompanied by a “hee-hee” sound, Gami, Gao, and Gmiao emerged in panic from the door.
At the same time, the three brothers were holding a piece of paper together.
After arriving at the Centennial Hall, the three brothers began shouting as if calling for someone… but no one responded.
They looked left and right, finally placing the paper on the ground and starting to search for someone everywhere.
However, after Angel’s departure, the hall was empty. Even Fiona had been taken away by him.
In the end, the Gami trio returned to the paper with a mournful expression.
A gust of wind blew, sending the paper into the air and slowly unfolding it.
One could faintly see that on the paper was a row of hastily written blood-red letters—
“Angel,” “Leave,” “Silent Hill,” “Save me,”
…
Dark clouds rolled across the sky, and thunder and lightning were ceaseless.
“Is this the Inner World?”
Surrounded by darkness, Angel caught a glimpse of a low shrub forest in the transient white light of the lightning.
The dark clouds obscured the day and night.
In this unfamiliar territory, Angel did not dare to recklessly cast a light spell but instead activated Boundless Silence, silently waiting for the lightning to strike again.
With thunder roaring, when lightning streaked across the sky above the shrub forest again, Angel noticed a hidden path, taking advantage of the brief moment of brightness.
Following this path, Angel slowly moved forward.
As he walked, he observed the surroundings in the electric light. Decaying dry grass lay on the ground, dark stones were scattered all around, and trees cast shadows everywhere. No man-made structures were visible, and the only trace of humans was the beaten path.
After a short walk, Angel faintly smelled a scent of blood, and at the same time, he heard a woman’s faint sobbing.
The sobbing echoed and lingered in his ears.
Angel didn’t follow the sound, but continued along the path. However, as he walked further, the sobbing grew louder, coming from all directions, as if countless women were hiding in the woods, weeping.
Suddenly, a bolt of lightning flashed above the forest. In this moment of brightness, Angel saw a naked woman floating in mid-air beside the path, covering her face and crying.
As Angel looked over, the woman seemed to feel someone watching her. She suddenly raised her head, revealing a pale and terrifying face. Veins bulged, fangs dripped with blood, and her eye sockets were empty.
In the instant the woman raised her head, an intense, almost tangible resentment emanated from her body.
“A ghost?”
Fallen souls are known as ghosts. They are different from ordinary souls. Souls are pure energy entities, unafraid of any exorcism techniques. But ghosts, although a type of soul, are no longer pure, filled with strangeness, negative energy, darkness, slaughter, and blood. They are synonymous with evil, both in the mortal realm and the Wizarding World.
With Boundless Silence activated, the female ghost stared at the path for a long time, finding nothing. She finally relaxed her shoulders and continued to lower her head, covering her face with her hands and sobbing.
Angel continued to walk forward, and as he did, the sobbing grew louder. Almost every time lightning flashed, he saw several ghosts, and in one instance, Angel saw nearly a hundred female ghosts piled upon a large tree.
They were all naked, covering their faces and weeping.
The scene before him seemed to take Angel back to the Soul Valley of Nisi. The souls there were also naked, but at least there were also male souls in Nisi’s Soul Valley. In this forest, however, they were all female.
One or two ghost would be fine, but why had all these women fallen into being ghost? How much grievance or resentment must there be to cause so many ghost to appear?
A gust of cool wind suddenly blew from straight ahead.
Angel looked up and found that there were no trees blocking the view in front of him, and he could clearly see the dark storm clouds and countless lightning snakes.
As he approached, he realized that he was actually at the top of a cliff.
He was not on a flat surface but rather halfway up a mountain range. The end of the small path was not an exit but a cliff hundreds of meters high.
Standing at the top of the cliff, Angel could clearly see the surroundings with the help of the flashing lightning.
Surrounded by continuous mountains, only at the top of a bizarre mountain stone several kilometers away, there was a huge, eerie castle, standing there in isolation.
The backdrop of the castle was endless lightning snakes. From time to time, a flash of white light revealed the eerie vines and the strangely fascinating black decorations.
It looked like a place where a vampire count from a horror story would reside.
From afar, it gave people a sense of oppression and a creepy, terrifying feeling.
But it was the only building nearby, and Angel intuitively knew that the castle should be the destination—Black Castle.
So, he had no choice but to go there.
Lowering his hat, Angel planned the route to the terrifying castle in his mind. Going around from here should lead to Black Castle, but it would inevitably involve entering the dense forest, the eeriness of which Angel had already experienced earlier.
Another path, which seemed to be the closest one at the moment, was a winding road below that led straight to Black Castle.
Angel’s gaze slowly moved down the winding road, only to find that the road to Black Castle actually passed by a… cemetery at the bottom of the cliff?!
Angel was startled and lowered his head to take a closer look, only to realize that the bottom of the cliff was not a forest but a cemetery fenced off by iron railings.
Looking down from a high point, he could see the numerous tombstones and the faintly floating phosphorescent lights.
The path leading straight to Black Castle was just outside the cemetery gates.
Should he take the path under the cliff or go into the forest? On one side was a creepy cemetery, and on the other was a forest full of ghost.
Angel hardly hesitated, jumping straight down from the cliff.
Since both sides were eerie, he chose the closest path.
As Angel fell rapidly, the scene below became clearer and clearer. The cemetery at the bottom was a complete mess. Tombstones were scattered all over, some broken into several pieces; not only that, but there were also coffins exposed in the open wilderness, and some had dug a large pit without burying anything.
A whirlwind beneath his feet, Angel landed smoothly on the ground.
He chose a landing point close to the entrance of the cemetery. He only needed to bypass a large pit to reach the entrance directly.
However, as soon as he landed, terrifying screams echoed around him. Immediately, hundreds of pale hands emerged from the edge of the pit, and countless female ghosts crawled out, screeching.
Startled, Angel hurriedly moved away from his landing spot.
With the effect of “Boundless Silence,” these ghosts should not be able to detect him, but his previous commotion was too great. If they had noticed him, invisibility would not help. “Boundless Silence” was not true invisibility, but rather a continuous reduction of one’s presence until it achieved the effect of invisibility. Once noticed, it would be difficult to reduce one’s presence further.
Angel leaped and tumbled, landing behind an open coffin.
Hiding behind the coffin, he silently watched the ghosts crawl out of the pit. They swarmed to Angel’s previous location, screeching and constantly searching for a trace of “human presence.”
Under the “Purification Field,” Angel did not leak any aura, so the group of ghosts ultimately found nothing, returning to the pit with confusion and disappointment, covering their faces and sobbing.
Witnessing this scene, Angel was filled with doubts: Why were there female ghosts again?
Moreover, why was there a cemetery on the path to Black Castle?
Although these ghosts had low energy levels, Angel was not necessarily able to defeat them, as dealing with ghosts was very troublesome. Either banishing, disintegrating, or purifying them, Angel possessed none of these methods, and many times even wizards were too lazy to deal with ghosts.
At this moment, Angel missed the “Reincarnation” he had helped Promi refine, which was a revolver engraved with a magic formation for the Prelude of Death.
If he had that gun, he could completely ignore these ghosts.
However, he had refined only two: one for Promi and one sold to Bass. Angel originally wanted to refine one for himself, but after the incident at Shadow Demon Castle, he unexpectedly ended up in the Fairytale World.
Here, his materials were extremely scarce, making it impossible to refine anything.
After the ghosts returned to the large pit, Angel stood up without making a sound.
When he stood up, the first thing he saw was not the distant pit, but the opened coffin in front of him.
Chapter 387 The Role of the Soul Beads <TOC> Chapter 389 Lament of the Cemetery