This aura is deadly

"Then you drank the blood?" Chen Ke asked.

Jack nodded.

He grabbed the small blood bottle, drank it in one gulp, and then fell into a coma. It was more like a strange dream than a coma. He went to a place in the dream.

It was a lonely mountain standing on the black land. Following the whispers of a woman, Jack walked along the path to the top of the mountain. The silver moonlight covered the black mountain with a layer of white frost, and the black mud under his feet seemed to ooze blood.

He stood halfway up the mountain and looked down. The dark land and the dark blue sky were connected at the horizon. There was nothing as far as the eye could see, except this mountain.

I don't know how long he walked. Finally, Jack reached the top of the mountain. At the end of the mountain road, there was a magnificent archway. Two gray bat-like monsters were carved on the archway. They held spears and squatted at both ends of the archway, looking down at the mountain road.

Jack took a step forward and suddenly heard the sound of momentum breaking. The huge wings fanned the air around him. Jack looked up in panic and saw that the two stone statues that were squatting on the arch had come to life.

He subconsciously touched the scabbard on his body, but he didn't touch anything. He looked down and saw that all the weapons on his body had been removed.

Jack stood still, holding his breath nervously, and slowly lowered his body. The two statues flew around Jack at low altitude for a while, without attacking, as if they were confirming something.

After more than ten seconds, the monsters transformed by the two statues screamed a few times and flew into the dark blue sky, leaving Jack alone.

Jack breathed a sigh of relief, passed through the huge arch, and walked up half a circle along the path. A magnificent ancient castle appeared in front of him.

Just as he saw the castle, white snow fell from the sky, and a chill swept over, as if in an instant, it had entered winter here.

Jack adjusted for a while, and heard a woman's low voice in his mind:

"Step on the stairs paved with blood, whisper the queen's name, dedicate your loyalty and flesh and blood, and Delahurst will protect you forever."

This sentence was confusing, but Jack didn't feel strange at the time. He continued to walk forward and entered the courtyard of the ancient castle.

The castle was solemn and majestic, a Gothic building, but Jack didn't know what Gothic was. He just felt that the castle was big, empty and cold, and the fluttering snowflakes covered the fountain in the courtyard with white clothes.

On the path leading to the only gate, there were strange human-shaped bronze statues on both sides. They were in different shapes, some kneeling and praying, some covering their faces and crying, and some with their left arms raised horizontally and their right arms pointing to the sky.

These statues have human bodies, but there are no facial features on the face, only a vortex-shaped deep hole. I don't know if it is an artistic expression or the sculpture object itself is like this.

There was a large relief sculpture on the gate of the castle. It was a giant, creepy cockroach-like insect, lying quietly on the door, and around the door frame were many people kneeling and worshipping.

Jack mustered up his courage and slowly pushed open the heavy door. A warm and moist air gushed out from the crack of the door, like ruptured amniotic fluid mixed with pus and blood, with a sweet and salty smell.

Just when the crack of the door was just big enough for one person to enter, Jack suddenly felt himself falling downwards. Everything around him was fading, and the thick darkness surrounded him. When he woke up again, Jack found himself lying in the alley, and it was already dawn.

Jack got up from the ground. The body of the monster had disappeared, and the white-haired woman was nowhere to be seen. There were still holes on his clothes scratched by the monster, but the wounds on his body turned into shallow scars.

He found that he had changed a little. Everything was normal during the day, but as night fell, his vision, strength, physical fitness and agility would be greatly improved.

In the first few days, Jack kept this secret and kept waiting, wanting to see the white-haired woman again.

In this way, he would run on the roof every night, and at the same time became withdrawn, and seemed out of tune with the other members of the thieves' group.

Jacob noticed Jack's changes, but he never said it. He paid attention to Jack's movements and saw some signs in his eyes.

Until one day, Jack met the white-haired woman again.

She gave Jack a challenge, asking him to face the monster that killed him that night again. He knew what she meant, so he drew out the dagger and rope and defeated it effortlessly.

"Welcome to join the keeper." The white-haired woman said so.

Jack has a new identity since then, the keeper of Langdon. He is a thief during the day and the queen's monster hunter at night, hunting monsters under the full moon.

"That's all, this is... what happened to me." Jack said.

Chen Ke did not comment. He knew that Jack concealed some details, and these details were so important that he dared not say them.

Ordinary people, with ordinary weapons, cannot kill monsters. Even the Secret Keepers had to smear some kind of blood on their weapons to defeat the monsters. How could Jack kill the monsters with just his dagger and hook?

Chen Ke took Jack's hand and looked at his palm. There were no pop-ups in his field of vision, and the palm prints were normal. No matter what Jack said, at least Chen Ke could be sure that he had indeed been strengthened, and his eyes could still see clearly in the dark, as evidenced by the blood-red circle in his pupils.

It's just that there is no force to make Chen Ke see the clues, and there is no way to make bullet boxes pop up in his field of vision.

Jack drank the blood given by the white-haired woman. Jack should not be lying about this. Based on what he described later, about the strange black mountains and castles, Chen Ke felt that it should be another god's dream.

He felt a little confused. This world was originally just a dream. The dream of the god in the dream created another illusion. Perhaps, as long as there is a god, the world can be continued like an infinite matryoshka doll. Maybe even going down.

"So, that's it, are you the keeper of the secret now? Do you perform the tasks assigned to you every night?" Chen Ke asked.

"To be precise, it was the task she gave me. I have never seen any other secret keeper besides her." Jack said.

"The way you joined the Secret Keepers was too hasty. In just one sentence from her, you started killing monsters for them... So now... what you are investigating is also her instruction?" Chen Ke asked.

"She said it was the mission of the secret keeper..." Jack hesitated.

Chen Ke looked at Jacob, he knew that Jacob would not help so easily.

"As long as you help them investigate this matter, little Jack can become a normal person. Chen Ke, let me tell the truth. I don't care what the white-haired girl said to him, but I know what little Jack looks like now. It’s not normal.” Jacob shook his head, feeling a little depressed.

"What happened...Jack? You have been strengthened, but it feels strange." Chen Ke was also a little suspicious.

Little Jack hesitated for a while, and finally rolled up his sleeves, and saw a row of small black tentacles growing on the side of his upper arm. The tentacles were very small, about the size of a small roll of paper money. His hair was thicker and had It was bent and was three centimeters long. After looking carefully, Chen Ke couldn't help but frown. These were cockroach feet...

"I...I said that in a few months, I will turn into a bug...do you believe it?" Little Jack said with a bitter smile.