Chapter 159 Wendell's Diary

On the second floor of this manor, instead of the disgusting flesh walls on the previous floor, there is a corridor that looks very luxurious and classical, with oil paintings of various characters hanging on both sides.

The only weird thing is that the corridor is long and dark, except for a faint oil lamp hanging at the entrance, there is no lighting at all.

"These Portraits" Zhang Ziling walked over to an oil painting and looked at the figures on the wall, as if he had seen them somewhere.

All the people in the painting have pale faces and no pupils in their eyes. When Zhang Ziling walked in front of the painting, the eyes of the people in the painting would still shed blood and tears, and a strange smile hung on the corner of his mouth.

"I remember." The corner of Zhang Ziling's mouth twitched, and he did not continue to stay in front of these pictures, and walked straight into the depths of the darkness.

"Each painting represents a person Wendell killed."

"Looks like I didn't clean them up last time."

Now the corridor was pitch-dark, Zhang Ziling could clearly see that the eyes of the oil paintings on the walls on both sides were glowing with green light, and with those weird smiles, the painting became more and more terrifying.

"Boring fantasy," Zhang Ziling stopped and murmured while looking at the portraits around him, "Do you want me to see these tens of thousands of portraits?"

"I don't have that much time."

Zhang Ziling reached out and grabbed an oil painting. Just as he was about to take it down, the figure in the painting moved. His hand stretched out directly from the oil painting and grabbed Zhang Ziling's wrist.

"Don't take it off." With a weird smile, the figure in the portrait said hoarsely at Zhang Ziling, the hand holding Zhang Ziling's wrist was getting harder and harder.

"I've seen hundreds of your paintings, and there's no need to read the ones below." Zhang Ziling stared at the portraits and said coldly, "I don't like doing a boring thing all the time."

The next moment, Zhang Ziling took off the painting, and the characters in the painting screamed.

Not only the painting in Zhang Ziling's hands, but all the figures in the oil paintings in the corridor began to scream, and the harsh screams echoed in the corridor.

"You will regret this"

At this moment, the person in the painting in Zhang Ziling's hand suddenly stopped screaming, looked at Zhang Ziling coldly, and said grimly.

next moment,

The oil painting in Zhang Ziling's hand ignited spontaneously, and the characters in the painting were gradually burnt to pieces by the flames.

"Regret? I'm just saving time." Zhang Ziling shook his head with a smile, and threw the oil painting aside.

The next moment, the corridor finally became pitch-dark, and those oil painting figures with green eyes closed their eyes one after another.

"Are you here?" Zhang Ziling's playful laughter sounded in the dark and silent corridor.

puff!

A bloody flame ignited in Zhang Ziling's palm, instantly illuminating the entire corridor.

"In terms of terror, you wandering souls imprisoned by a vampire, how dare you make trouble in front of me?"

The surroundings of Zhang Ziling were already filled with countless people with empty eyes, with blood on their faces, facing Zhang Ziling expressionlessly.

"Roar!"

Everyone opened their bloody mouths, revealing their dense fangs, and rushed towards Zhang Ziling.

Almost instantly, Zhang Ziling was swallowed by countless wandering souls.

"This place doesn't belong to you, so"

"get out."

Zhang Ziling's indifferent voice sounded in the corridor, and a bloody flame suddenly ignited in the middle of the countless wandering souls.

This blood-colored flame spread like a plague among tens of thousands of wandering souls.

Screaming everywhere, the wandering souls who were close to Zhang Ziling were burned clean by the blood-colored flames in a moment.

Zhang Ziling stood in the sea of ​​​​fire, looking at the hideous expressions of those people, the blood-colored fire light illuminated Zhang Ziling's indifferent face.

"In this way, the wandering souls imprisoned by Wendell should be almost cleaned up."

Zhang Ziling stepped forward, stepping on countless scorched minced meat.

"That is to say, in this manor"

"Is there only Wendell's grievance left?"

"I didn't expect that the resentment of a vampire count who was imprisoned for hundreds of years was so great that he could become an earthbound spirit after his death."

"Vampire ability, plus ghost state"

"Wendel," Zhang Ziling flashed a trace of mockery in his eyes, and the corners of his mouth twitched slightly, "don't let me down too much."

As the last wandering soul was burnt clean by the black flames, Zhang Ziling stepped out of the corridor, and his eyes widened instantly!

This is a hall, surrounded by various medieval-style decorations, and there is a huge chandelier on the ceiling, but it is not a crystal lamp, but a human head!

In these exaggerated mouths with their heads open, there is a faint but extremely bright flame, illuminating the entire hall.

The corridor behind Zhang Ziling had disappeared, replaced by the stairs going downstairs, and the flesh walls on both sides of the stairs were also made of wood again.

"Sure enough, the wandering spirits were eliminated, and these disgusting things also disappeared." Zhang Ziling glanced at the stairs behind him, smiled, and stepped into the hall.

"Where is the master bedroom?" Zhang Ziling leisurely wandered through the dilapidated rooms, paying no attention to Earl Wendell who was hiding in the dark.

For Wendell, who was already in the state of the Earthbound Spirit, although Zhang Ziling could use his soul to find it, it would take a lot of energy, so it was not a very cost-effective deal.

Anyway, Wendell will attack him sooner or later, so why bother?

It's not too early, so hurry up and find the information, and you have to go to Romania.

Thinking about it, Zhang Ziling came to a dilapidated wooden door and gently pushed it open.

A rotten smell of books spread from the room, making Zhang Ziling's eyes light up.

"It should be here. I didn't expect Wendell to put a big desk in his bedroom."

squeak

Zhang Ziling stepped into this room, and the shabby wooden floor was trampled by Zhang Ziling.

The furnishings in this room are very simple, with a dilapidated but vaguely recognizable luxury bed made entirely of rosewood. Above the bed is a portrait of the Garden of Eden, but there are obvious claw marks on the portrait.

Opposite the bed, there is a huge desk with a lot of books stored on it.

After Zhang Ziling glanced at the portrait above the head of the bed, he walked straight to the desk and took out a heavy book at random.

After patting away the heavy dust, Zhang Ziling slowly opened it.

After a while, Zhang Ziling threw the book aside. For Zhang Ziling, if he wanted to obtain all the information of a book, he only needed to scan it with his soul.

Therefore, although there are many books here, it will not take much time for Zhang Ziling to read them all.

"It turns out that Wendell also rose from the first rank of blood slaves." Zhang Ziling flipped through the diary written by Wendell, "It is really sad that a dignified human earl was turned into a blood slave by a vampire baron."

"I didn't expect Wendell to suck up a small town in order to upgrade his bloodline, and he also gained immortality because of this."

"No wonder the church didn't kill him, but chose to seal him here."

Zhang Ziling closed Wendell's diary, and the corner of his mouth curled slightly, "It's a pity that Wendell met me, otherwise, if Wendell really went out, I'm afraid he would be able to fight the Duke Vampire."

"Then the church in this world will be in trouble."

"But" Zhang Ziling turned around and looked at Wendell, who had been standing silently behind him, staring straight at him, Zhang Ziling's mouth curled slightly: "This time, let me solve this for your church for free. trouble."