Chapter 13893 Confession City

There were still traces of undried blood on the edges of the writing, which flickered strangely under the red light, as if every stroke was written in blood, emitting a disgusting bloody smell.

The city wall is thirty feet high, like an insurmountable natural moat.

The surface was covered with densely packed defensive runes, which glowed with faint blue light, flickering like breathing, as if they had their own lives.

There is an arrow tower every ten feet. The towers are tall and sturdy, like loyal guards, guarding the castle.

The blood-red lantern on the top of the tower swayed in the wind, casting eerie light and shadows, shrouding everything around it in gloom.

Ling Xiao followed the shadows and sneaked into the city carefully.

His steps were light and agile, like a civet cat, trying not to make any noise.

The soles of the boots made a slight rustling sound as they stepped on the bluestone slabs.

He discovered that each slab of stone was engraved with tiny tracing lines, which crisscrossed like a spider web and flashed a faint light.

Ling Xiao was secretly alert in his heart. This was a spiritual pattern unique to the Demon Sea. It could sense the internal force fluctuations of outsiders. Once triggered, it would immediately attract pursuers from the Demon Sea.

There were few pedestrians on the street. The few people who occasionally passed by walked quickly with their heads down, with deep fear in their eyes, as if something terrible was chasing them from behind.

Their bodies were trembling slightly and they walked in a hurry, not daring to stop for even a moment.

The patrolling soldiers were wearing black armor with snake patterns engraved on the surface. The patterns were twisted and strange, as if they were living poisonous snakes that would pounce out and bite people at any time.

Every step they took was accompanied by a heavy breath, as if they were carrying a thousand-pound burden.

The long sword at the waist was glowing coldly, and the hilt was inlaid with a blood-red gem, which was also flashing with an eerie light. They were obviously the elite of the sea of demons.

As soon as Ling Xiao turned the corner, he heard the sound of dense horse hooves coming from afar, like thunder rolling over the earth.

The sound of horse hooves was getting closer and closer, shaking the ground slightly.

His heart tightened, knowing that the pursuers from the Demon Sea had arrived.

He quickly hid in a nearby alley, pressed his body tightly against the wall, held his breath, and dared not breathe.

Through the cracks in the wall, he saw teams of cavalrymen in black armor rushing in like a black torrent. The spears in their hands flashed cold light and they had ferocious smiles on their faces, as if they had already seen Ling Xiao's body.

More than ten war horses galloped over like black lightning, crushing the bluestone slabs.

The horse's hooves collided with the stone slabs, making a rapid "da da da" sound, as if it were the drumbeat of the god of death, making people's hearts beat wildly.

The leading knight was tall and burly, like a moving hill. He held a blood-red flag in his hand. The flag fluttered in the wind, and the blood-red runes on the flag flashed with strange light, as if it was a call from hell.

The snake patterns on his armor were wriggling at a speed visible to the naked eye, like living poisonous snakes greedily devouring the surrounding spiritual energy.

After the spiritual energy was absorbed by the snake pattern, it turned into black mist that swirled around the armor, adding a bit of eerie and terrifying atmosphere.

He suddenly waved the blood-red flag in his hand, and a shrill scream suddenly sounded in the air. The sound was so sharp that it seemed to pierce people's eardrums, making people cover their ears involuntarily.

"Close the city gate! There is a spy sneaking in!" His voice was as loud as a bell, echoing over the castle with unquestionable majesty.

Every word was like a bombshell, exploding in the city, making the already tense atmosphere even more oppressive.

Before he finished his words, two huge iron doors slowly closed with a loud rumbling sound.

The iron gate was several feet high, heavy and sturdy, with ferocious demon patterns engraved on the door, as if it was a demon guarding the castle.

The moment the doors collided, the loud noise shook the ground and raised a cloud of dust.

At the same time, a light blue light curtain rose from the city wall, like an inverted giant bowl, tightly covering the entire castle.

There were tiny arcs of electricity on the edge of the light curtain, making a buzzing sound, as if countless electric snakes were swimming. Once touched by foreign objects, one would be immediately electrocuted.

There was also a beam of light as thick as a bowl falling from the sky, like a light of judgment falling from the sky, slowly sweeping across the city.

Wherever the beam of light passed, no shadow could escape, as if it were a divine eye that could see through all disguises.

Even the rats in the corners were illuminated, and they made sharp cries, as if they were wailing for this sudden disaster.

Ling Xiao secretly thought that something was wrong, he knew very well that he was in a desperate situation.

The power of this light curtain and light beam was far beyond his imagination. Once locked, the consequences would be disastrous.

He ducked down a narrow alley, his back pressed against the damp brick wall.

The moss on the brick wall gave off a pungent smell, which made him wrinkle his nose.

The edge of the beam had touched the corner of his clothes, and the scorching energy licked his skin like tongues of fire, causing waves of burning pain, as if countless needles were pricking him at the same time.

He quickly took out a Mist-Hidden Cloak from his storage bag and put it on.

This Mist-Hidden Cloak has been his magic weapon that has helped him escape danger many times. It allows him to hide his body for a short period of time and avoid being tracked by the enemy.

But at this moment, he knew that this thing was not safe.

After all, he is stronger now, and the enemies he encounters are also stronger. This Mist Cloak may only play a temporary role in front of the powerful light curtain and light beam.

The footsteps were getting closer and closer, and the friction of armor and the snorting of war horses intertwined together, creating a suffocating feeling of oppression.

The sound seemed like the footsteps of a devil coming from the depths of hell, and every step stepped on his heart, making his heart beat faster and his breathing rapid.

He looked down at the bloodthirsty knife in his palm. The blade was slightly hot, as if sensing the enemy's approach.

The runes on the blade flickered with a faint light, as if they were a warrior eager to fight, urging him to draw his sword and attack.

There was a sound of metal clashing coming from the alley entrance. It was the sound of the knights' weapons colliding with each other, crisp and harsh.

The visor of the leading knight reflected the beam of light, turning the corner like a pair of scarlet eyes.

There was endless murderous intent and vigilance in those eyes, as if they could see through Ling Xiao's soul.

Ling Xiao's breathing suddenly slowed down. He tried to calm himself down, and used his spiritual sense to work at full capacity, like an invisible sword, outlining the layout of the castle in his mind.

He must find the energy nodes of the light curtain. Only by destroying the energy nodes can he break this terrible blockade. Otherwise, once he is hit by the light beam, even if he is not discovered, he will be burned out of physical strength by the continuous energy and eventually become a prisoner of the sea of demons.

There was a gleam of determination in his eyes, as if he was ready to fight the enemy to the death.