Weak in affinity talent? Female ghosts are eager to give hints.

"Tsk..."

An Lan stared at the mirror for a long time, but didn't come up with any particular idea.

After chatting with the Little Prince for a while, Anlan walked around the castle but still didn't find anything.

So, after saying goodbye to the Little Prince, he and Jiang returned to the pumpkin carriage.

"hiss..."

"How so..."

"Want to take a look at the beach right now, which is the [Evil World]?"

"I remember it..."

"This place is weird!"

Jiang Lai muttered to himself sullenly, unconsciously putting several different colored hats on his head.

"You have one more chance to contact the past..."

"Now that we have the [Crystal Curse] and the [Soul Mirror], we can give it a try."

"Besides..."

"We still have Luo Sang!"

Patting the bottom of the carriage, An Lan no longer felt the mission was particularly dangerous. He and Jiang Lai exchanged a glance, then immediately climbed into the [Pumpkin Mirror] inside the carriage...

"Buzz—"

After passing through the "Mirror World" and emerging from the "Evil World: Pumpkin Mirror," the "Corpse Horse" stopped at the entrance of the misty castle.

As An Lan and Jiang Lai climbed up from the car, they couldn't help but look around warily.

"Whoosh whoosh whoosh—"

"Whoosh whoosh whoosh—"

A cold wind blew from the sea, and on the misty beach, the upper half of a human figure could still be vaguely seen.

"Feed..."

"Be careful..."

"I remember this place, weren't there those cloned sirens?"

"Yes...they can even replicate the candlelight!"

"Should we charge straight into the castle, or...?"

After exchanging a glance, An Lan patted under the car and called out, "Luo Sang! Luo Sang, did you follow me?"

"grown ups!"

"I am here!"

"Buzzing—"

After a slight vibration under the car, Rossang, at some point, put on the skin of the "Lilliputian Prince" again, and gradually grew out from under the car.

"Oh?"

"You actually came along too?"

"You jest, sir... The last few times you appeared on the Corpse Horse. I feel that if the Corpse Horse moves, and I follow it, then I'm following your lead!"

Luo Sang bowed respectfully to An Lan, then stood guard beside her like a servant.

Jiang, standing to the side, was envious of his attitude and manner of speaking.

"Good heavens..."

"If only this person weren't from the Energy Extraction Society..."

"Ho—"

"You're only seeing the good side... Why don't you think about it from the other side?"

"in turn?"

"If he's so obedient, just how strong must his 'Death' captain be?"

"this!!!"

An Lan's words made Jiang Lai involuntarily shrink back.

indeed!

A glimpse of the whole picture through a tube.

The reason Luo Sang respected An Lan so much was simply because he respected his superior. So... what kind of magic did this superior, the leader of the [Death Squad], possess?

"What are you planning to do with this guy in the end?"

Jiang Lai couldn't help but ask a question that went off-topic, and An Lan smiled: "Not so good... As a [pseudo-human], he couldn't leave the [dungeon] even if he failed..."

"Let him fend for himself here!"

"That's... fine too..."

As they spoke, An Lan waved to Luo Sang again: "Hey! Put on the [Third Prince]'s skin and send a few [Third Princes] in to take a look..."

"Yes, sir!"

Upon hearing this, Losang immediately began to change his skin.

After the Third Prince's skin was put on, he lay down on the ground, his belly tore open again, and the Third Prince's head slowly emerged...

"Da da da—"

After appearing for a moment, the eight-legged [Third Prince] stared blankly in the direction of the castle for a while before quickly crawling inside!

"Da da da—"

In the mist, only the faint echo of his footsteps could be heard.

After an unknown amount of time, Luo Sang, lying on the ground, began to murmur, "My lord... the first floor seems to be a hall, but there's nothing there... the second floor... there's nothing there either..."

"It seems no one lives here..."

"Third floor...still not..."

"Top floor..."

"etc..."

"I think I saw a man's figure... He... suddenly disappeared?!"

"..."

"Um?"

Luo Sang's words immediately piqued An Lan's interest.

A man's figure?

Could it be...?

Is it "The Little Prince"?

In the fairy tale world, the Little Prince always stayed indoors and never came out. Is it the same in this evil world? Is the Little Prince living alone in this castle surrounded by sirens?

An Lan blinked, glancing around frequently with an increasingly strange look in her eyes.

"Wait a minute... wait a minute..."

"What's wrong, Anlan?"

Jiang Lai was somewhat puzzled.

"Didn't you notice that those 'mimicry monsters' are gone?"

"what?"

"I mean, we've been here for so long, logically... shouldn't those things start mimicking our behavior, movements, and voices by now?"

"Can..."

"It's been so long!"

"There was no response, neither near the castle nor by the sea!"

"this!!!"

One sentence instantly jolted Jiang Lai awake!

Yup!

Why haven't those monsters imitated them this time?

[Pretty boy, you're very wary...that's right...]

If your subordinates are right, there's no one in the castle. Perhaps the Little Mermaid led the siren back to the sea?

A questioning voice came from the collar around her neck.

An Lan stared into the mist for a while, then composed herself, feeling that something was amiss. Nevertheless, she gestured to Jiang Lai: "Let's go! Let's go to the castle and meet that 'Little Prince'..."

"The main quest of this [instance] is to allow us to control our [emotional shell]..."

"What the Little Mermaid does is none of our business!"

"If we can control the last 'Little Prince,' we might be able to beat the game!"

"OK!"

Jiang Lai didn't dare to be careless. He slowly raised the lit candle and even put a purple hat on his head.

Disdain!

He would immediately notice if anyone showed him any contempt.

"Walk..."

"Luosang, use the [Third Prince]'s split ability to begin patrolling the surrounding coastline. If anything unusual happens, use sheer numbers to suppress the sea monsters!"

"Yes, sir!"

"Tap tap tap—"

"Tap tap tap—"

The two walked side by side, and as they stepped off the carriage, the outline of the castle became increasingly clear.

The castle gates were open, and the mist had seeped into the castle.

Under a blanket of white light, An Lan led the way into the castle.

"Woo, squirt, squirt..."

"Woo, squirt, squirt..."

Perhaps it was the heavy mist, but my footsteps on the fortress carpet made strange noises. These noises inexplicably echoed throughout the castle...

"call--"

"call--"

"call--"

The deeper you go into the castle, the thicker the fog becomes.

Some noble portraits could be seen on the walls, and the sofa in the center of the hall was covered in water droplets. "Drip, drip, drip," water dripped from the wooden ceiling...

They could vaguely see the stairwell leading upstairs.

No abnormalities...

There's definitely nothing wrong.

"This...isn't this too easy for the final stage?"

Jiang Lai couldn't help but mutter to himself.

He walked behind An Lan, stroking the water droplets on the wall with his hand, and had already reached the stairwell.

The view on the second floor is gradually becoming clear.

"Creep..."

Suddenly!

His fingers seemed to touch something; a slippery sensation ran through his fingertips, like touching some rotten flesh, yet it was still elastic!

"ah?!"

Jiang Lai was startled!

He quickly withdrew his finger and held up the candlelight to shine on the wall, but all he saw were wet water droplets and wooden planks.

"Feed?"

"What's wrong with you?"

Hearing Jiang Lai's loud exclamation, An Lan looked at him suspiciously.

"I..."

"I think I just touched something..."

"It's...it's on the wall..."

"Huh? A wall?!"

Upon hearing this, An Lan looked at the wall and touched it...

it's common!

The slightly damp, smooth texture is perfect!

"Are you sure? What did you touch?"

"Maybe I'm just too nervous?"

"..."

An Lan remained silent, her eyes narrowing slightly. "Let's go upstairs! Hurry upstairs! Find that 'Little Prince'!"

"good!"

"Da da da—"

"Da da da—"

Their pace quickened unconsciously. The second floor remained shrouded in mist, nothing unusual... The third floor was also shrouded in mist, nothing unusual...

until!

Upon reaching the top floor, apart from a [Fish Scale Mirror] placed in the center, the area was still shrouded in mist!

No abnormalities found!

"what?"

"Where's the Little Prince?!"

"Where are the others?"

"Is Luo Sang trying to fool us?"

Jiang Lai looked and looked through the fog, but couldn't find "The Little Prince".

An Lan stood in front of the mirror, just about to reach out and touch it...

Ah—ah...ah~~ah~~

Ah...ah...ah...

【...】

Suddenly!

A voice, like a soprano, began to hum in the mist.

She didn't sing anything, just hummed a unique tune with varying intonation and rhythm.

I don't know why...

The moment An Lan heard the sound, she felt like a sailor hearing a siren's song, and her body swayed involuntarily!

but...

A moment later!

"Rumble rumble rumble—"

"Rumble rumble rumble—"

He suddenly realized that it wasn't that he had become frivolous...

Rather!

The entire castle was swaying slightly. As the humming of "ah" grew more frequent, the carpet on the floor began to wrinkle and tear, revealing distorted human faces on the wooden floor...

Those faces were originally expressionless, scaled faces, but... in just a moment, they... all turned into Jiang Lai's face!

"ah?!"

"Where is the Little Prince? Where is he? Rossini is just fooling us..."

"Huh?! Where's [The Little Prince]?... "

Over and over again, many faces of "Jiang Lai" began to repeat Jiang Lai's words, like a haunting, demonic sound, constantly echoing and reverberating on the top floor!

Holy crap!

"Fuck you!"

"This...this floorboards are full of monsters?!"

"Holy crap! Holy shit!!!"

Jiang Lai couldn't hold back any longer and started jumping around on the ground.

"Clatter..."

"Clatter..."

but!

This wasn't even the most desperate situation. What was even more desperate was that the paintings on the walls began to fall off, and the outlines of human faces began to emerge from the walls, gradually turning into Jiang Lai's face!

"Holy shit! Holy shit! Holy shit!"

Top surface!

On the ceiling, a human-shaped protrusion began to droop, and then, amidst repeated "Holy crap!" and "Holy crap!" sounds, "Boom!" a whole bunch of ginger fell to the ground!

This moment!

Top floor...

Do not!

To be precise, the entire beach castle was...densely covered with ginger!

"Grass!"

"The siren...the siren didn't leave at all!!!"

"They...they're all inside the castle, waiting for us!!!"

When An Lan finally realized what was happening, her face darkened completely!

Absolutely!

They actually fell for a trap set by these dungeon NPCs!