Chapter 287: Something's Wrong With the Style of This Castle!

They bent their bodies, their legs pushing powerfully, like swift Cheetahs leaping over the fence in a bound.

Thud.

Their feet landed on the soft, muddy ground, and they moved quickly forward.

Apart from the gravel-laden path in front of the main Gate, the garden had no streetlights elsewhere, and the darkness served as their best Protection.

Black Snake took the lead, his legs maintaining a rhythm as he ran, "Do you see that window? We're going to enter the castle through there."

As he spoke, Black Snake suddenly felt a heaviness in his body, as though his legs were tied with a considerable amount of weight.

He looked down, and with the help of moonlight, saw many vines wrapping around his legs.

'Did I run too fast and accidentally get entangled? There are simply too many plants here...' Black Snake thought, only to widen his eyes in the next moment.