Chapter 1634: Chapter 902: The Eerie Stone Door and Cave

In the Blood Castle,

Lis came to the stone door and took a deep breath, slowly exerting strength with his hands.

Accompanied by a dull and long-lasting sound, the giant, dark gray stone door slowly opened.

A stale, decaying aura rushed out, like years fermenting and accumulating here.

The air carried a faint dust, which drilled into Lis’s nostrils, causing him to frown slightly.

Though he sensed no danger, Lis cautiously lifted his foot, stepping one step at a time into the room behind the stone door.

However, the scene before him was drastically different from what he had imagined.

This room was rather ordinary, not big in size, and the cramped space gave an oppressive feeling.

The walls around appeared mottled, with traces of time leaving deep and shallow marks, silently narrating the vicissitudes of the past.

Faint dust filled the room, dancing wildly in the weak light that filtered through the stone door.

Lis gently waved his hand, dispelling the dust before him to clearly see everything in the room.

But apart from the scattered pieces of broken armor on the ground, the room held nothing else.

The armor was rusty, some irreparably shattered, broken pieces strewn casually on the ground, as if showcasing the intense battles that had once happened here.

Lis crouched, picked up a fragment of armor, and examined it meticulously.

The armor appeared quite sturdy, its patterns though blurred, still vaguely showed traces of past battles.

He lightly caressed the rust on the armor, feeling the marks time had left on it, and couldn’t help but feel puzzled.

Shouldn’t it be here?

Had he perhaps found the wrong place?

Yet this was where he sensed the castle’s most abundant magic power.

Or perhaps... the castle’s owner had hidden something?

Just as Lis was immersed in his thoughts, his gaze inadvertently swept across the room’s wall.

The wall’s other shore flower patterns instantly captured all his attention.

Like the patterns on the castle’s exterior walls, these carvings were lifelike, as if each other shore flower held the strength of life.

However, the only difference was that the blood-red color of these flowers remained vivid, as if freshly painted.

Against the backdrop of this stale, decaying environment, the vibrant blood-red color appeared particularly jarring, like a splash of living color from the outside world, carrying an eerie aura.

Lis slowly stood up, approached the wall, his eyes fixed on the other shore flower patterns, trying to find clues within them.

He reached out, gently touching the wall’s carvings, and the touch was cool and smooth, like touching a piece of warm jade.

In the moment his fingers touched the carvings, an unusual sensation surged within him, as if an invisible force was flowing into his body through his fingers.

His heartbeat involuntarily quickened, a strange excitement interweaving within him.

Suddenly, a breeze stirred within the room, carrying a faint scent of blood.

Lis raised his head alertly, looking around, but found no abnormalities in the room.

Yet, the scent of blood grew stronger, as if an invisible source was constantly emitting this aura.

Noticing this, Lis found the scent of blood growing more intense in his mind.

As a vampire’s instinct, Lis discovered the scent of blood, though emanating from the wall’s other shore flower patterns, ultimately originated from the stone door he had just opened.

Upon this discovery, Lis turned back, once again approaching the gray stone door, observing it carefully.

His gaze locked onto the door before him, akin to an archaeologist examining a precious relic, missing no slight detail.

He began slowly researching the patterns seemingly carved from the stone door.

Those patterns were intricate, resembling a mysterious scroll, seemingly narrating a story sealed by time and dust.

Soon, Lis noticed the distinct features of the patterns on this stone door.

The flower patterns on the stone door matched the other shore flower patterns on the castle’s exterior and room walls.

The other shore flower is a flower symbolizing the domain of life and death.

In folklore, it grows by the Nether River’s side, witnessing countless souls’ reincarnations and rebirths.

Likewise, such flowers exist by the Nether River in the Endless Abyss.

Nearby where Lis was born, these peculiar flowers grew.

At this moment, the other shore flower patterns carved upon the stone door seemed to bestow the door with an extraordinary mysteriousness.

At the same time, a river pattern ran from top to bottom through the stone door, traversing the door’s other shore flower field.

This river pattern appeared like a wending ribbon, meandering through the flower field, giving a unique feeling.

It seemed a pathway connecting two realms of life and death, or perhaps a long river of time, flowing with endless years and changes.

Other shore flowers bloomed rampantly on both banks of the river, vivid as blood.

They complemented each other, composing a breathtaking picture.

So, this river must be the Nether River?

Lis conjectured.

Within the river and flower field patterns, Lis keenly noticed extremely small Magic Runes.