Chapter 473 Igor

Chapter 1 In This Place

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Here, close to the Arctic Circle, sunlight doesn't bring much warmth, especially not to the cold castle of the Andrei family: this somber black building can only rely on charcoal and boilers to provide limited shelter for its inhabitants. The Siberian wind blew into the room through the window cracks, and Becky, who had just finished washing, shuddered: "Hisss—who opened the window again!"

Lily was squatting in front of the window, exposing a pure and innocent smile to the cold wind. Vivian glanced at the husky beside her: "This thing came here early in the morning to enjoy the ancestral buff. Look at that stupid grin."

Lily stood up and scoffed: "I'm too lazy to bother with you. A little cold air is good for you, to adapt to the climate here in advance so it's easier to move around later. At least you won't end up flying out yesterday and almost freezing into an icicle before falling down."

Vivian put her hands on her hips: "Only three were frozen! And none of them fell down—didn't I successfully glide back into the house in the end?"

"Anyway, don't ask me to help you roast them next time they freeze. I roasted them for several minutes and you told me I couldn't eat them. Isn't that a waste of my feelings..."

Lily and Vivian bickered as always, but soon the commotion outside the castle shifted their attention: a small team was rapidly approaching on the distant snowy plains. After focusing their attention, they realized it was a sled team composed of three large sleds. Those sleds were sturdy and beautiful, covered with thick brown bear skin, and decorated with shiny bronze antlers and metal side panels. In front of the sleds were strong sled dogs—yes, Siberian huskies, three entire packs.

Although technologically manufactured snowmobiles are easier to use, there are still people in this day and age who use dog sleds as transportation on the snow plains, especially some traditional ethnic groups with strange persistence who prefer this ancient skill. The sled team outside the castle was undoubtedly Igor's, the owner of the castle. It seemed that the owner had returned from his old friend.

The strong sled dogs had already traveled a long distance, panting and reluctant to move forward after pulling the sleds to the edge of the snow. The servants in the castle had already been notified, and they hurried over to meet them. Hao Ren happened to stroll over at this time. He stood behind the window and watched the beautiful sleds with traditional designs with great interest, and couldn't help but sigh: "Tsk tsk, sleds."

Lily's eyes also lit up as she looked at the ropes and leather straps in front of the sleds: "Wow, sleds!"

Hao Ren gave Lily a strange look, vaguely feeling that he and this husky must be focusing on different things…

Vivian poked Lily's elbow with ill intentions, pointing her chin at the group of crooked huskies outside the castle: "Hey, your relatives are here, aren't you going up to say hello?"

Without saying a word, Lily pushed open the window and let out a loud howl. Immediately, the husky pack outside the castle became agitated, and within a few seconds, all the sled dogs were excitedly darting around as if they had been injected with chicken blood, eventually lining up neatly in three single columns, howling towards the castle as if they were chanting slogans.

Lily closed the window, gave Vivian, who was dumbfounded, a provocative look: "I'm telling you, it's hard to find things with wings around here, but there are piles of huskies. Do you believe that if I climb onto the roof at night and howl, I can summon two hundred little brothers?"

Lily walked out triumphantly, leaving Vivian and Hao Ren looking at each other. After a long while, the former muttered, "I can't communicate with her."

The first thing the stiff-faced middle-aged butler did was to tell Igor about the guest's affairs. Hearing that the demon hunter he had invited before hadn't died, and had even brought a large group of helpers back with him, Igor was very surprised and immediately invited the guests to the living room on the second floor of the castle.

It just so happened that Hao Ren and the others hadn't eaten yet, so when they heard that the owner of the castle had invited them, they quickly followed to freeload a big meal.

Igor was a middle-aged man in his late forties, short and stout, with sparse hair and pale skin, but he had a big red nose, which made him look a bit comical. However, this comical-looking middle-aged man's face was always shrouded in a repressed look, which made him look much older than he actually was: Igor was as sensitive and suspicious as an old man in his twilight years. The evil spirits in the castle greatly accelerated his aging, which even Hao Ren could see at a glance.

"I'm glad to see you're still alive, my friend," Igor forced a smile on his face and exchanged greetings with Nangong Sanba. He was wearing a thick fur coat, but this thick coat didn't seem to help him dispel some kind of "chill" in his home. He was still trembling slightly, and his voice was low and weak, as if it had frozen, "That night I heard a terrible explosion. The light in the clock tower lasted until the next day. I sent people down to look for you, but only found some blood stains and a locked iron door. I thought you had been swallowed by the evil spirits."

Nangong Sanba revealed his true nature in front of Hao Ren and the others, but in front of outsiders, he was still a well-known exorcism expert, so at this time his face was full of seriousness, and his imposing manner was full of style: "I went through a fierce battle with the evil spirits, and I'm sure I weakened its power—but I have to say that the information you provided me was not very detailed, and the first seal failed. For this reason, I had to find a group of more powerful helpers. They carry a mysterious force from the East, which is enough to drive out the souls under the castle."

Hao Ren and Lily only cared about shoveling the food on the plates in front of them. At this time, they looked up and smiled at Igor as a greeting, and then he secretly poked Nangong Wuyue's arm: "Your brother has quite the air about him."

"Orthodox demon hunters do their own thing and never bother to take on ordinary people's 'business'. They don't even let ordinary people know of their existence, so my brother, this half-baked expert, running around the world has become the most famous exorcist—after all, he's the only one who jumps out."

The living room also served as a dining room. The long, ornate dining table was full of sumptuous food, but Igor obviously didn't have the heart to enjoy the delicacies. He chatted with Nangong Sanba for a few words and quickly got to the point, starting to ask about evil spirits, curses, and exorcism.

This poor old fellow had been entangled by the dark forces in this castle since birth. Madness entangled his entire adolescence, and terrible nightmares still occupied his mind today. He constantly heard whispers from the depths of the earth—the unspeakable strange knowledge of the angry spirits, as well as the voices of his fathers, grandfathers, and even the ancestors of the Andrei family three hundred years ago. He knew that this seemingly unremarkable oriental person in front of him was his life-saving straw: this was the first seemingly reliable guy he had found after looking for countless exorcists, Taoists, monks, and monks. At least Nangong Sanba could really conjure a fireball out of thin air, and he had also temporarily suppressed Igor's nightmares with runes.

This already overwhelmingly surpassed those swindlers that Igor had looked for before.

While Igor was constantly asking about the knowledge of witchcraft, and Nangong Sanba was constantly bragging about Hao Ren and the others, the door of the living room was suddenly pushed open, and a thin, white figure, like a wandering soul, swayed in lightly.

It was Anna. This mentally disturbed girl walked into the living room with her disheveled linen-colored long curly hair. Her eyes swept over Hao Ren and finally landed on Igor: "Dad, you're back."

Igor's expression changed slightly when he saw his daughter, seeming somewhat displeased, but more worried. He introduced apologetically to the guests: "Sorry, this is my daughter, Anna. She doesn't usually interact much with outsiders."

Then he looked at Anna and asked if her mental state was better. Only after receiving an affirmative answer did he show a relieved smile and let the girl sit next to the guests to eat together.

Anna slowly sat down next to Hao Ren, as if her weak body couldn't even withstand a slightly faster movement. She picked up a soup spoon, as if talking to herself: "Can't Akim come here to eat?"

Igor's face was gloomy: "Someone will send it to him—if his illness is a little better, he can come down to eat."

Anna ate her food silently, but Hao Ren always felt that the girl's eyes were sweeping over him, which made him a little uneasy while eating. Just as he was about to take the initiative to ask, Anna suddenly turned her head and looked over: "You can't kill that thing."

"Oh?" Hao Ren responded with interest.

A strange light shone in Anna's dark brown eyes. She looked at Hao Ren, but her focus was on a place further away: "The power of Tanagoth has sublimated its people. Every Tanar has obtained endlessness. You cannot reverse that high-energy aggregate state. You can only continue to make that rift bigger and bigger, and sooner or later you will usher in destruction."

Hao Ren was stunned: "...Huh?" (The novel "Unusual Creature Records" will have more fresh content on the official WeChat platform, and there will also be a 100% lucky draw for everyone! Open WeChat now, click the "+" sign in the upper right corner to "Add Friends", search the public account "qdread" and follow it, hurry up!)