The sea breeze, carrying a salty and damp scent, swept across the coast, rustling the branches and leaves of the trees along the shore.
Liu Feng, the gambling king, Cui Dazhuang, and others escorted the pale-faced and trembling Ofstan toward the mysterious underground palace hidden beneath a small hill by the sea.
The gambling king frowned, his eyes revealing undisguised worry. He lowered his voice and said to Liu Feng, "Young Master Liu, look at this place. There's a chilling wind blowing, and there's an eerie atmosphere that sends shivers down our spines. We'll have to be very careful from now on."
Upon hearing this, Cui Dazhuang patted his chest, looking smug, and laughed, "What's there to be afraid of! Gambling King, you're just being too sensitive. With me, Cui Dazhuang, here, who cares who they are, human or ghost? I'll take them down one by one, and I'll wipe out two in a row. I'll make sure they know how many eyes Lord Ma has!"
Liu Feng appeared unusually calm, his gaze sharp as he surveyed his surroundings. He spoke calmly, "Dazhuang, you're about to meet a formidable opponent."
The palace, like a colossal beast, lay silently beneath a small hill by the sea. Constructed of cold, hard basalt, every rock emanated a chilling aura.
The gate is even more magnificent, constructed from huge black stones, which are carved with all sorts of intricate patterns.
The servants guarding the palace were as fragile as ants in front of Liu Feng and his group, easily wiped out without causing a ripple.
The moment you step into the palace, a damp, decaying stench hits you, as if you've entered an ancient tomb. The interior is spacious, like being inside the belly of a dark, colossal beast, so oppressive it's almost suffocating. Towering stone pillars stand tall, supporting this underground space.
The eerie green gemstones embedded in the walls shimmered with a ghostly light, sometimes bright and sometimes dim, casting a sinister and eerie glow over the entire palace.
Under this eerie green light, everything seemed so unreal and surreal, making one constantly worry that demons or monsters might leap out of the darkness.
In the center of the palace, there was a pool of blood glowing red, and a woman was bathing in it.
The woman's skin was as delicate and flawless as a young girl's, almost translucent white, and under the glow of the blood, it possessed an eerie quality, like a succubus emerging from hell. Her long, slender legs appeared and disappeared in the pool of blood, like two nimble white snakes swimming in the dark red water, stirring the heartstrings of all who beheld them.
A cascade of long, black hair fell over her shoulders, the ends dripping with blood, each drop falling into the pool of blood and creating ripples.
Her eyes were deep and dark, sparkling with a captivating light. Beneath her high, straight nose were fiery red lips, like a poppy blooming in the darkness.
Upon seeing the woman, Overstan's eyes lit up with a glimmer of hope. As if he had found a savior, he desperately broke free from his captors and knelt heavily on the ground with a thud, pleading in a trembling voice, "Countess Eliza, save me..."
Alyssa smiled lazily, a smile full of mockery and amusement: "Oh? Isn't this Overstan? You used to be someone important, how come you look like a stray dog now, in such a sorry state?"
After saying that, she walked slowly out of the blood pool naked, each step like a lotus blooming in the darkness, both alluring and dangerous.
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