Sixth Ring Wizard

Chapter 79 The House

Robert hurriedly explained, fearing that Herag might kill him with a single sword strike if things got heated.

Although he was a high knight, he had seen wizards take action more than once.

He had no way to counter those strange spells and could only be slaughtered by the wizard.

Robert never thought about killing the wizard; his only thought was how he could survive if Herag attacked him.

Herag carefully analyzed what Robert said and could tell that Robert wasn't lying, but Herag just felt that something was wrong but couldn't quite put his finger on it.

"You said you were trapped in a house, which one?" Herag demanded.

Robert looked around, examined the houses nearby for a moment, and then said, "This is the house."

Herag turned his head and looked around. It was also a three-story building, but no lights were on inside.

He took a few steps back, away from the house.

"Did you hear footsteps behind me?" Herag took a few steps back, and the footsteps sounded again.

Robert looked somewhat alarmed: "I heard you, but I didn't see anything behind you."

"I think I'm being watched by something," Herag sighed, somewhat helplessly.

He glanced at Robert: "Let's get out of here quickly, there's something wrong with these houses."

Robert knocked on the door and suddenly went inside, then couldn't get out no matter what he did. Herag guessed that if he knocked on the door, he would get the same result.

What puzzled him was why Robert had inexplicably appeared without doing anything, and why he had appeared just as he was passing by.

"Huh?" Herag noticed that the surroundings had suddenly lit up.

Suddenly, the lights in the house next door came on, casting a pale yellow glow from the windows.

Herag tried to look inside through the window, but could only see a yellow light.

DeepBlue's detection showed that the entire house was empty.

Of course, Herag didn't think there was nothing inside. He concluded that Deep Blue couldn't perceive non-living entities like evil spirits, a conclusion he had drawn from his previous experiences.

He believed that Deep Blue lacked the knowledge in this area, which was why it did not have an effective means of detection to discover the existence of evil spirits.

Herag also sensed that Deep Blue was no longer the ordinary gene chip from his previous life.

As he became a wizard and his power grew, the functions of Deep Blue began to change, becoming far more powerful than ordinary gene chips.

"Go!" Herag roared at Robert, then charged out first.

The moment the lights came on in the house next door, he felt a sense of malice approaching. He figured what was inside was probably troublesome, and his first thought was to escape.

Seeing how nervous he was, Robert realized the seriousness of the situation and immediately followed him.

"Huh? Where did he go?" Robert suddenly noticed that Herag had run a few steps forward and then disappeared.

Robert looked around but couldn't find Herag, and a chill ran down his spine.

……

After running a few steps, Herag found himself inside a house.

He looked around and confirmed that he was on the first floor.

Herag walked to the window, looked outside, and saw Robert standing outside, looking around helplessly.

Based on the street scene, he confirmed that he was in the house where the lights had just been turned on.

Herag checked the doors and windows; the window latches could be opened, but the windows themselves wouldn't budge no matter how hard he pulled.

boom!

He picked up a chair and smashed it against the window, but the window didn't budge.

Herag tried to slash at the window with his longsword a few times, but not a single mark was left.

Seeing this, he temporarily gave up on breaking the window.

Herag walked to the door and found that it wasn't actually locked; the doorknob could be pressed down, but the door just wouldn't open.

No matter how hard he tried, he couldn't open the door.

After trying for a while, Herag gave up, not wanting to waste his energy; it was clear that this was not a place where he could get out by conventional means.

Robert outside would occasionally peek into the house. He didn't seem to see Hellagur, but Hellagur could see him from inside.

"It seems I'm in the same situation as Robert was back then. He appeared out of nowhere. What were the underlying rules?" Herag began to ponder.

He glanced at the furnishings inside; it was just an ordinary residential home, nothing special.

Herag wandered around the rooms on the first floor, which consisted of the living room and kitchen.

"What's on the second floor?" Although Herag knew from Deep Blue's detection that the second and third floors were empty, the absence of people in this place did not mean there was nothing else.

After casting three shields on himself, he began to ascend the stairs.

The entire house was pitch black; Herag could only see the interior by looking at the deep blue light.

The lights just came on here, but when Hrag looked down to the first floor, there wasn't a single light on.

Herag climbed the stairs, the sound of footsteps still echoing behind him, the two of them moving rhythmically, one after the other.

He paused as he walked up to the second floor.

There is a dining table in the middle of the second floor, and on the table is a plate with a human arm inside.

Judging from the wound on his arm, Hrag had determined that his hand had been forcibly torn off; blood was still dripping from the wound, indicating that it had just been ripped off.

"This hand looks familiar." He looked at the arm and felt like he had seen it somewhere before.

Herag moved closer; the cutlery was neatly arranged next to the plate, and the chair was slightly tilted.

He looked at the chair and it seemed that someone had just sat on it, preparing to have a meal, and then suddenly got up and left for some reason, without even having time to put the chair back in its place.

Herag didn't touch the dining table or the arm, and continued walking to the other rooms on the second floor.

Soon, he discovered that in a bedroom next to the second floor, a leg was hanging from the second-floor window, with blood still dripping down the leg, and a pool of blood had already formed on the floor.

Herag found some things in the bedroom, which looked like an ordinary resident's bedroom.

"A group photo?"

Herag found a family photo on the bedside table. The photo showed a couple and their young daughter.

But strangely, none of the three people in the photo have faces.

The face isn't blank; it's just that there are no facial features—it's a very flat face.

The room was quiet, but the sound of dripping blood was clearly audible.

Herag turned his head and glanced at the thigh again. The arm was naked, but there were still some tattered pieces of fabric hanging on the leg.

"These are...like Robert's pants."

Herag recalled that the fabric hanging on that thigh was similar in color and material to the pants Robert was wearing.

"Isn't he outside?"

(End of this chapter)