Chapter 448: 447 Anahad’s Secret Room

Chapter 448: 447 Anahad’s Secret Room

Chapter 448 447. Anahads Secret Room

I remember, go along here.

Ged led the way through the long-abandoned castle.

Behind him were Lan En, who had dried his clothes, and Regis, who was relaxed from beginning to end.

At this time, some of the originally huge glass windows in Hainkaweh Castle were still basically intact, while others had been crushed by the increasingly heavy snow.

But the same thing is that the snow is accumulating higher and higher on the sills of the windows, and only a few scattered beams of light can shine into the castle.

This makes the interior of Hainkawih very dim.

As the leader, Gede lit a torch and held it.

The largely stone building, although solid, still reflects decades of neglect.

The carpets on the ground are tangled together, frozen in that moment decades ago.This chapter is updated by nov(e)(l)biin.com

Lan En stepped on his boots without even deliberately grinding his toes, and the carpet under his feet shredded like a rotten sack.

They went upstairs from the castle hall and stopped on an intermediate floor.

There are several wooden doors scattered in the corridor here, most of which have been violently torn apart.

Looking through the marks of knife and ax cuts on the wooden doors, you can still see that the walls in the room have collapsed.

The snowy scenery of the Amer Mountains and the cold wind from the outside rush in together, giving people a feeling of both psychological and physical coolness.

Oh, this kind of trace is indeed Anahads secret room.

Holding the torch, Gede went deeper into the corridor, and finally stopped in front of an unremarkable stone wall.

Without him having to say anything, Lan En's amber cat eyes automatically began to shrink and adjust their focus.

Under the witcher's field of vision, there are obvious signs of opening and closing on the lower edge of the wall.

This is a secret door disguised as a wall.

Lan squatted down, lightly touched the semicircular scratch on the ground, and looked up at Gede.

Anahad didnt even think about hiding such obvious traces from fellow demon hunters, right?

Gede seemed not to care at all what the founder of his school thought.

Because he knows that everyone in the school is doing their own thing and no one cares about others. So there is no need to hide it.

"Anahad doesn't care about being hidden or not." Lan En looked at the group of corpses and asked softly, "But he doesn't object to killing people who enter his secret room, right, Gede?"

"For the Bear School, these two emotions are indeed not contradictory." Gede affirmed Lan En's guess.

The time of death was a long time ago. Judging from the damage to the body and clothes, it was several decades. Who are they?

Once he enters working mode, Lan En will unconsciously mutter to himself when observing clues.

Ged next to him agreed with him and added something.

There is a high probability that it is them. The firewood axe, bone chopping knife, and pitchfork match the damage marks on the wooden door outside.

The key is how they die. What can kill them can also kill us.

"How to die? It's not easy to see." Lan En took two steps, trying to change his angle to see more information.

The low temperature environment kept their bodies intact, but due to weathering, all the soft tissues on their bodies shriveled up and stuck to the bones. I couldnt see the wounds on the skin and flesh.

Lanns eyesight is much stronger than that of ordinary demon hunters under the influence of [Spirit Vision]. He said he couldnt see it, and it was even more impossible for Gede.

The young man was silent for a moment, and then raised his left hand towards the place where the corpses lay.

[Alder]!

Bang!

The air was squeezed into a translucent shock wave by the impact of chaotic magic, and was blasted out.

Like the autumn wind sweeping away fallen leaves, it pushed the debris and a few corpses deeper on the ground.

After waiting for a while, Lan En put down his left hand.

Its not a hair-pressing trap, we can go through it first.

Gede nodded: "Smart approach."

The witcher's sigil can indeed break through some traps violently, but most people in the Bear School have to use their precious vitality to bear the weight of the armor instead of restoring chaos magic.

So they cherish the opportunity to use the Dharma Seal.

The two demon hunters cautiously moved toward the depths of the secret room, and they both cast themselves a layer of [Quen's Seal] in unison.

Walking past the place where the corpses were piled up, Lan En was sure that there were no traps here, and it was because his [Spiritual Vision] couldn't tell.

Because of his reputation as the founder of the Anahad School, he appears to be very careful here.

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