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All the paintings have returned to normal at this time.

Only in the painting that Norman is facing, the irregular triangular head is three-dimensional.

As his head moved, five or six eyes stared at Norman, with fierce light radiating from them.

In this painting, red and dark colors are mixed with yellow, which doubles his horror image.

"Talk!" The Marquis of Windsor showed a fierce look.

Norman's brain spins fast.

He just called Elizabeth's name in a hurry.

If what is in front of you is the main body of the Marquis of Windsor, it is in trouble.

Thinking of this, Norman only felt a headache.

"She said she doesn't want to stay here anymore, so you don't want to look for her." Norman pondered his words.

The Marquis of Windsor's eyes turned sullen, and he looked Norman up and down.

Immediately, his nose twitched twice, "Where have you seen her?"

"The Wizarding World!" Norman replied.

His heart was beating violently, almost to the eye of his throat.

"You lied!" The Marquis of Windsor retorted immediately.

Following his words, an energy cluster appeared all around.

This group of energy formed a vortex in the blink of an eye.

The vortex expanded rapidly, and a huge figure could be vaguely seen at the other end of the vortex.

A hand with a ring full of gems, grabbed it towards Norman.

Norman tried to escape, but found that his body couldn't move.

The whole body was sucked in by the whirlpool.

The moment Norman entered the whirlpool, that big hand was still half a meter away from him.

An inexplicable force appeared above the castle.

The chaotic mark on Norman's forehead burst out with a terrifying force.

The two forces collided.

Norman's body was violently pushed out of the whirlpool by the counter-shock force.

The will of the world! Norman immediately woke up to the source of this power.

Just as the faceless came in, the power of the Marquis of Windsor clearly exceeded the limits of tolerance in this world.

Inside the energy hole, there was an unwilling roar that shook Norman's ears and his eyes were black.

Finally, the surroundings returned to quiet, leaving only Norman's heavy breathing.

Norman calmed his breath and took a bottle of hemolytic medicine and condensation medicine, which made him feel better.

This time, the medicine he prepared was not used to deal with the faceless, but used here instead.

As his mind turned, Norman sighed.

His mark of chaos has lost its effect.

Obviously, the willful attention of the chaotic world is not continuous.

If Norman had not surrendered half of the world source, I am afraid that the gaze of chaotic will would disappear after dealing with the Faceless.

After contending with the Marquis of Windsor and encountering such a terrifying enemy, Norman may not be spared.

Fortunately, the Marquis of Windsor just wanted to arrest him and didn't come personally, otherwise he would be miserable.

Thinking in his mind, Norman watched his surroundings vigilantly.

The third floor returned to silence, and the portraits were silent.

However, Norman found that the eyes of these portraits were all looking at Norman.

Norman dared not delay any longer and went straight to the nearest door.

The door was closed tightly.

Norman stood in front of the door, suddenly feeling a little timid.

He didn't know what was behind the door. With his current strength, he was a bit reluctant to encounter danger here.

He did not choose howling.

This place belongs to Windsor Castle. Once the Howling House comes in, it is very likely that there will be some collisions.

After thinking about it for a while, Norman released the nun's grieving spirit.

In fact, the mentality of the nun resentful spirit is still not sober, and it is really not suitable for fighting.

However, Wraiths also have their own characteristics.

Norman just ordered her to enter the door to check, and if she was in danger, let her exit.

Under Norman's thoughts, the nun resented through the door and entered.

No attack, Norman breathed a sigh of relief.

When Norman let the wraith come out, an accident happened.

Norman's thoughts sink into the sea, silent.

Is there danger inside? However, in the perception, the breath of the resentful spirit is still stable, and there is no danger.

After hesitating for a moment, Norman slowly pushed the door open.

This is a luxurious guest room, and every decoration reveals the owner's local tyrant's taste.

All the lamps and lanterns in it are all kinds of element magic spar.

These magic spars are as big as heads.

No matter it is the table or the furniture, everything is the top material for nurturing the mind.

Norman looked dizzy and his speech was dry.

At this moment, he felt that the attack just now was worth it.

Suppressing his excitement, Norman looked at the stairs on the second floor very carefully, confirmed that no one was coming up, and hurried in.

In order to avoid accidents, he also used curing technique to fix the door in the open state.

Once in danger, he flees.

Norman excitedly grabbed the fire element magic spar closest to him.

Soon, the smile on Norman's face solidified on his face.

After a few scratches, Norman quickly tried other things.

Everything is just an illusion.

Norman couldn't help being discouraged.

Soon, Norman wanted to understand.

The third layer is completely different from the first and second layers, only part of it has been integrated.

For example, corridors must be integrated, but most of them should not be integrated.

That's why those paintings communicated the main body of the Marquis of Windsor, which is why Elizabeth did not dare to come up.

Norman digs through it again, but there is still nothing.

He even touched the most inconspicuous corner lamp in the corner of the room.

Just when Norman was downcast, he suddenly noticed the grieving spirit.

She stood there, staring at a certain place.

Norman was strange, and moved in his heart, following her gaze to search.

On the ground is a carpet made of WoW fur. Although people stand on this carpet, it feels very real, but the hand that you want to pick up will immediately become illusory.

Norman knelt down and searched bit by bit. Finally, he took out an earring from the carpet.

This is a four-leaf clover-shaped earring, made of pure black material, which is warm and cold to the touch.

The moment Norman got the earrings, he felt the resentful gaze.

With blood-red eyes, he looked at the ear studs madly, reluctant to shift at all.

Norman glanced at her, not knowing why, and passed the ear studs over.

Wraith received the message from Norman's mind and reached out and picked up the earrings.

She still stared at the earring blankly, as if she didn't know what to do.

Norman could clearly sense the faint sense of joy from her.

This surprised Norman. He always knew that this resentful spirit had a vague consciousness, but that was a long time ago.

After that, Norman tried to communicate with her, and she did not show any emotions.

Norman's inspiration flashed ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ took the ear studs in his hand, and then buckled the nun Wraith's ear.

The resentful spirit remained motionless, and his scarlet eyes became extremely soft.

Norman was also satisfied, but felt a pity, only one.

Of course, he didn't know how precious this earring was.

Confirming that there are no other items in this room, Norman stopped staying and walked to the next room.

Norman discovered that there were more than forty rooms on the third floor.

Little Norman was followed by a wraith spirit, carefully searching from room to room.

Most of the rooms are fake, the doors cannot be opened, and the resentful spirits cannot enter.

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