Logically, a wedding should be full of joy, auspiciousness and happiness.

However, the wedding at the Hai family mansion seemed quite strange.

The faces of the musicians playing the joyful music were unnaturally pale, except for their cheeks, which were painted with funny rouge, and their lips, which were also red. Together with their overly red paper clothes, the lively melody almost turned into a sad funeral melody.

The crowd was numb and just mechanically repeated the waving action. Even the smiles on their faces looked fake, as if they were painted on.

The wedding scene was obviously noisy, bustling and lively, but there was a certain cold, silent and solemn atmosphere.

Lu Ban saw that in the lobby, the master and mistress of the Hai family were sitting on chairs, waiting for the newlyweds.

Next to them stood a man dressed in black and wearing a mask.

That must be the groom from the Hai family.

Even if no one explained it, Lu Ban knew about it.

Because the mask was too conspicuous.

It was a fish mask, with the appearance of an ordinary, ubiquitous fish head. Its entire body was dark blue in color, and combined with the black clothes on the man, it looked like a walking fish.

The bridal sedan arrived at the front yard. The men carrying it slowly put it down and stepped back woodenly, making way for the sedan.

"It's a bit strange. In a normal wedding, the bride should be sent directly to the wedding hall, but this place is still far from the lobby..."

Drizzt glimpsed the tall black tower.

Yes, the place where the bride's sedan chair landed was right in front of the tower in the middle of the lake in the mansion.

A road connects the shore to the tower.

The curtain of the sedan chair was lifted, and a woman in a red wedding dress and a red veil on her head slowly walked out.

Her movements were stiff, and each step was trembling, as if she was struggling to resist "some" existence that controlled her body.

This caused the bride's movements to be stumbling and extremely slow.

But no one cares.

The music is still playing, passers-by are still swaggering, and the groom of the Hai family is waiting there, staring at the tower.

A certain thought arose in Trist's mind. He knew that the bride still retained a certain degree of rationality, and the so-called process of the bride and groom getting together was probably the process of erasing the last bit of rationality that remained.

It must be some kind of nightmarish scene that would erode one's rationality just by looking at it.

He and Lu Ban stood at the entrance of the lobby, watching the bride walk towards the black tower wrapped in chains.

The bride finally stopped until she stood in front of the tower, standing in an unnatural posture, like a puppet.

All the music stopped abruptly, and then a melody from eternity began to sound.

Surrounding the bride were people wearing the same masks as the groom. These people wore black robes and fish head masks and danced beside the bride.

It was a kind of dance that Lu Ban had never seen before.

In folklore, singing and dancing are closely related to sacrifices. The prototypes of many dances come from imitation, imitating the animals and natural landscapes seen by humans.

But what kind of prototype could give birth to such a dance?

Those people's bodies were twisted into shapes that were completely contrary to their physiological structures. Just by looking at them, one could almost hear the sound of bones breaking.

One of them twisted his body more than 360 degrees, with his hands clasped together and stretched upwards, as if praying to some unknown god;

One of them leaned back with his back pressed directly against his buttocks, and his hands and feet overlapped, forming a strange symbol.

One of them raised his hands in reverse and crossed them behind his back, and bent his body as hard as possible, like a huge ball of meat.

The bones and internal organs seemed to be temporarily pulled out of these people's bodies, making them like mud, being shaped at will.

The accompanying music had no sense of melody at all, like the noise of fingernails scratching on a smooth blackboard, or like the wailing of some monster eons ago.

It is impossible to imagine what kind of scene the creator of this dance had witnessed to generate such inspiration and weave a dance that inspires fear, awe, and terror.

"This Qilang Dance doesn't look like anything serious."

Lu Ban sighed and said that even if there had not been the contamination of the Black Queen Mother, the people of the Hai family would probably have been destined to be alienated long ago.

No matter how they struggled or how they resisted, the fate of their entire family had already been decided tens of millions of years ago.

Perhaps it came from an accidental worship, perhaps it came from a dangerous exploration, or perhaps it came from some old books. The ancestors of the Hai family mastered the extraordinary power brought by this dance. They walked the earth, came to Ku Shui Town, and lived here for decades. Perhaps, this is the starting point for their ancestors to gain power.

Just as the dancers were tormenting the minds of the viewers, an even more bizarre situation occurred.

The solid, dark, cold tower actually began to wriggle.

The bricks, stone pillars, and pavilions seemed to be endowed with life and became soft. The tall tower was like a huge monster that had just awakened and was recovering its life.

Lu Ban finally understood why the tower was locked with chains.

Because it is a living thing.

Like a cocoon formed by a giant worm, the tower bound by chains kept trembling, making the chains make a jingling sound that echoed in the ears.

The bride stood motionless in front of the tower that was gradually reviving. She raised her hands and made a sacrificial gesture.

Drizzt could tell at a glance that this was exactly the same movement as the gray-white stone statue of the fish-headed man he had seen in the fog the night before.

Is this the tower that those fish-headed people are worshipping?

The revolver in Drizzt's hand was ready to fire.

Because of the current situation, he felt that even if he and Lu Ban could successfully witness the union of the bride and groom, they would probably not be able to survive until the end of the wedding.

Quack, quack, quack——

The top of the tower slowly cracked.

From the tip of the tower that was split into four petals, countless black tentacles could be seen slowly spreading out.

Like flower stamens, countless thick tentacles kept trembling and stretched towards the bride.

In the center of the pistil is dirty mud.

In an instant, the entire Hai family mansion was filled with the stench of metallic smell, but no one expressed dissatisfaction. Everyone's eyes were filled with enthusiasm, and they raised their hands high to greet this scene.

Lu Ban recognized that the mud was the blood in the lungs of that terrible fishman.

"This means..."

He had already guessed the final secret of the Hai family and the Black Queen Mother.

Lu Ban glanced around and saw that Trist actually narrowed his eyes, trying to delay the loss of sanity brought about by the sight of this ugly and blasphemous creature devouring the bride.

The mud poured over the New Year's body, smearing dirt on the pure red wedding dress, and the red veil had long been swept away by the mud.

The bride's face was revealed. She looked pale and her eyes were dark. Countless muds that seemed to have life instantly seeped into her mouth, nose, ears, and every inch of her body.

The entire pond turned into a sea of ​​dark mud, and the mud that exuded a metallic stench was like a flower of evil, blooming in the pale sunlight of noon.

At this moment, the groom of the Hai family also took off his mask.

Lu Ban saw that it was a fish.

The groom had no human head, only a fish head. The eyes that emitted a strange light, the scaly body, and the webbed fingers were exactly the same as the corpse in the cave.

He said nothing, just jumped.

Jump into the mud.