Demon Hunter and His Hut - Chapter 400

Chapter 397

Stephen’s breathing stopped slightly.

If Edward had died more than a month ago, who was it that took them to the castle half a month ago?

Everyone clearly heard the voice on the phone, and before Stephen asked again, they hung up the phone.

“What’s the matter? How could he die? I clearly saw him take us…”

“Is it because I remembered the time wrong?”

Stephen shook his head, “No…”

At this moment, he was completely confused, and even began to doubt his memory and mental state.

“them?”

“The last time you went to the castle with you, who else besides Edward?” Henrik asked.

“Call them.”

Stephen seemed to have caught the last straw.

After 10 minutes, the room fell silent.

“Impossible, I clearly remember that everyone set out together, how could they say that they have never been to that place?”

In the last 10 minutes, Stephen broadcasted a total of six or seven calls, but without exception, everyone said that they had never seen Edward and had never been to the so-called castle.

When everyone denied it, Stephen also began to examine his mental state.

“Where does that Edward live?”

Roger asked suddenly.

“We should go there and see.”

A person who has been dead for half a month will take a living person to an old castle hidden in a remote mountain village after half a month.

Henrik glanced at Roger, “Although the demon spirit can be disguised as a living person, it can move freely when exposed to the sun for a long time.”

Henrik shook his head, “This is too difficult.”

“What if it is a spirit body above the demon spirit?”

“Goblin?”

“Or a higher order existence?”

Gewei added.

“Let’s wait until we go to that Edward’s house and investigate it before making a judgment.”

Roger originally thought this was just a simple temporary mission, which might involve some evil spirits or ordinary cursed items.

However, from some of the characteristics currently displayed, he has noticed the unusualness of the incident.

The castle for more than a hundred years, the dead, the participants who have lost their memories, and the special existence of Stephen, whose soul is divided.

In a sense, if it weren’t for Stephen’s special nature, this matter would never be known.

In this way, there may be a big thing hidden behind this ordinary and extraordinary event, perhaps, it is not the first time that the people who planned it behind the scenes are doing this.

Roger suddenly thought of the Kuroshio that everyone had been talking about at the Foreign Spirit Meeting. Could this incident have something to do with the so-called Kuroshio?

Edward did not live in Wudu, but in another city 80 kilometers north of Wudu.

After a simple breakfast, everyone drove directly to Edward’s home. Edward’s family was in a good family. His ancestors were once the nobleman of Ingman, even now Edward’s father still retains the honorary title.

After explaining his intentions, Edward’s family did not reject Roger and others in any way.

They told Roger that Edward’s death was completely an accident. Because of family reasons, coupled with negligence of discipline, Edward was much crazier than Stephen.

He loves drag racing, and even secretly participated in several underground car races and achieved good rankings, but one day a month ago.

Edward left the bar on the way back to the mansion. Due to human negligence, the car crashed on the guardrail near the cliff.

There is no suspense, the three people in the car never survived.

In addition to Edward, there is a model and a star.

Because it was a traffic accident, Edward’s family quickly handled the related matters, and his body was buried in the cemetery.

Without getting any information from Edward’s home, everyone drove to the cemetery.

On the tombstone is a handsome young man with short blond hair. His eyes are a bit narrow and a smile is hanging from the corner of his mouth.

“Can you be sure that the corpse buried below is the Edward?”

Roger asked suddenly.

Gewei nodded.

“This guy is indeed dead.”

“If so, what did Stephen see half a month ago? A ghost?”

Veronica asked anxiously.

“If he saw a ghost, it would be much easier.” Henrik gave a wry smile.

He glanced at Gewei and asked tentatively, “I heard that high-level witches master a forbidden spell, through which they can summon the soul of the dead.”

“As long as their souls still exist in this world.”

“About soul and death are taboos in any transcendent professional.” Gewei did not say directly, but obviously, she should have some understanding of this spell.

After hesitating, she sighed, “I can try it, but I’m not sure it will work.”

“The method I have mastered comes from family heritage and requires some preparation, and it is not very convenient here.”

“If the ceremony is successful, we really summon Edward’s soul, and his soul has evolved into another state, then we may be able to get a little information from it.”

“But if the spell fails…”

“The situation will be very tricky.”

“It may not have been Edward at all that took Stephen and others away, but other creatures disguised as Edward.”

“This Edward died for half a month, but Stephen didn’t know at all. This shows that the relationship between them should be extremely alienated.”

“And this may be a criterion for the latter to choose a target.”

Upon hearing this, Roger suddenly had an idea.

“Veronica, you can try your luck in this regard and ask someone to find out if anyone has organized so-called castle expeditions or castle parties recently.”

Veronica also understood what Roger meant.

After Veronica left, Roger and others also began their preparations.

The materials for the initiation ceremony are not difficult to find. Edward’s body has been cremated, and they can only target certain items he used during his lifetime.

After everything was prepared, they came to a villa where Edward often lived, and Gewei used a black liquid mixed with unknown materials to draw a complex circle on the ground.

In the cage in the middle of the circle was a black crow.

I lit the surrounding white candles and sprinkled the sap from the purple flowers on the candles. There was a crackling sound from the collision of water and fire, and then purple smoke rose above the candles.

The energy in Gewei’s hands radiated and mixed with the purple smoke. Then, the smoke mixed with energy was poured into the crow in the center of the magic circle.

“The crow represents death.”

Gewei explained.

“Its cry will help us summon Edward’s soul.”

It was said that the crow in the cage was swelling, but soon its swelling body was restricted by the surrounding iron cage.

In the repeated friction, the crow uttered a stern cry. As time passed, the crow’s flesh and blood embedded in the gap of the iron cage, and its voice became weaker and weaker.

Until the end, nothing happened around him.

“The spell failed.”

Gewei shook her head and let out a long sigh.

But just when she was about to give up, a sudden change occurred.