Gu Yun was a person who adhered to principles, so when Anling and Avril were plundering, he did not join the ranks of the two, but stayed next to the altar in front of the auditorium.

Anling said that when she saw Marian yesterday, she sat on the altar and lifted one of the apprentices out of thin air.

When he was free, he imitated Marian as An Ling described, supported himself with his hands and sat on the altar.

With a muffled sound, the altar collapsed.

"Gu Yun, are you okay?"

An Ling, who was rummaging through the cabinet next door, poked her head out, thinking that Gu Yun had encountered a witch who came back to investigate the situation.

"I'm fine."

Gu Yun looked at the altar that had been split into several sections and couldn't help but fall into deep thought.

From this point of view, it can be seen that the biggest difference between him and Marian Sercia is that his body is much heavier than the other party, and he really didn't expect that the altar set up by Marian was hollow. After a chaotic period, a round thing rolled out from the wreckage of the altar.

The round object stopped at his feet. When Gu Yun looked down, the object was also "staring" at him.

It is the human skull.

If An Ling saw this scene, she would definitely be frightened and jumped three feet high, and it is very likely to be hung directly on her back. Gu Yun was born in the war era and naturally would not be frightened by such small scenes.

only……

This skull seems a bit unusual.

Unlike the skeletons that decayed and festered in the corner, the skull seemed to have been carefully maintained. When Gu Yun bent down to check, he smelled a strange smell of incense. He held up his skull, his tentacles were cold, and his forehead was neatly carved with unsolved spells. Even the layman who knew nothing about witchcraft could sense the magic of the skull's faint flow.

"An Ling, Avril, come and see this!"

Hearing this, two busy apprentices looked at the altar, and for a moment, a strong sense of déjà lamented!

Gu Yun knelt on one knee, holding a skull in his right hand, and also lowered his head and observed carefully.

Marian, your two-faced swords did not surprise me. I should have killed you and your sinister witches long ago!

"Mr. Egg, is it you, Egg!"

An Ling blurted out a blanket bag in a daze.

Gu Yun has a strong villain. Even without cospy costumes and props, he seamlessly integrates into the role of Dan Zong.

"?"

Who is the egg always?

Gu Yun didn't understand what An Ling was saying. Could it be... the owner of the skull he held in his hand was a human named "Old General"?

"Well, it's worthy of you!" An Ling walked in and turned around, "You actually discovered the secret hidden in the altar!"

Except for Gu Yun, no one will inexplicably smash other people's altars into pieces, right?

"Well, I think I should lose weight."

Gu Yun answered very seriously - it seems that he fought less after coming to this world, which caused his weight to soar sharply.

"Farewell, you are pretty good now, I like it very much."

Anling expressed his opinion, "What's the matter if you call us here?"

"Do you know the spell above?"

Gu Yun handed over the skull, and An Ling took a step back in disgust. Although she was already a mature witch, she still had a strong resistance to the relics on these dead people. Therefore, in the plunder just now, all the materials related to the corpse were collected by Avril.

"Just take it, I'll see, um..."

After thirty seconds of translation, An Ling said confidently, "I can't understand at all, Avril, what do you think?"

"I, I can't understand..."

Avril was a little embarrassed. She and Anling were still in the early stages of witches. They would do whatever they said in the "Adventure Manual". As for the true meaning of the spell and the distance between the ritual steps, only those predecessors who have lived for hundreds of years can get involved.

Spells are not as simple as another language system. Every pronunciation will affect unknown magic.

To use realistic examples, if you fail in English, the teacher will at most invite your parents; but if the spell class fails, the magic or unknown creatures will kill you directly.

Therefore, the success rate of witches has always been much lower than the probability of being admitted to a world-class university.

"You two... are you really embarrassed to call yourself a witch?"

Gu Yun showed a skeptical expression.

"No, but I couldn't understand the content, but I saw a name!" said Avril, "Green Winchester."

It’s not that she understood this passage, but that there was such an English word in the dense spells.

"This skull is probably Green Winchester's!"

"Wenchester! I know, I know! It's the legendary witch hunter family!"

An Ling's eyes lit up and she spoke.

Her main channel for understanding these supernatural events was through American dramas. When it comes to the names of the Wen family's double evil spirits, everyone knows them.

"Someone has indeed adapted the history of the Winchester family into a TV series... But in history, Winchester is indeed a famous family of witch hunters."

Green Winchester is the prelude to all the legends of Winchester.

"Among the legendary witch hunters who encircled the mistress, there was Green Winchester, who was one of the few witch hunters who survived in that siege."

All the legends about Belmont and Winchester families were heard by Avril from his predecessors. Although modern witch hunters could no longer pose a threat to them, the Winchester family was synonymous with horror to witches centuries ago.

Even Marianne failed to avenge the revenge of Green Winchester when he was alive.

But for some unknown purpose, she dug out the bones of her former mortal enemy after many years, leaving such an obscure spell on his head.

Compared with those common materials, Green Winchester's skull must have its special significance.

"Take this away. As long as you take this, the mistress will definitely come to you."

“Good idea.”

An Ling also echoed, "We can't find them, so let them come to the door by themselves! Gu Yun, even if the female devil Marian Sercia comes to the door, you will definitely be able to defeat her easily!"

One punch and a three-headed dog scared away more than a dozen witches with just a look. These feats made An Ling have almost blind trust in Gu Yun.

"not necessarily."

Gu Yun shook his head.

"Ah?" An Ling was stunned for a moment, "Don't be too modest. Don't those witches have no power to fight in front of you?"

"I think Marian Sercia may be different from other witches."

Although he knew nothing about the spells on the skull, he vaguely realized the familiar power from it.
Chapter completed!