Diary of the Improper Monster Girl Transformation

"Impossible! It's too little! Even if it's your blood, I need at least ten drops to recover!"

"Then ten drops, you give it to me first, and I'll give it to you later."

"... Tsk, deal! You can't regret it!"

Although Eliza was very reluctant, she had to lower her head in the end and chose to compromise.

When Eliza lowered her head, the corners of her mouth couldn't help but rise.

"Great..."

There was no way, Eliza was too hungry.

Especially after she tasted Herbert's blood, the tempting taste had been tormenting her soul.

The holy blood with a burning feeling destroyed her body, but it seemed to have some addictive unique magic, opening another door in her heart.

She vaguely found that some strange habits seemed to have awakened in her heart, but she was not sure, or... unwilling to admit it.

She wanted to experience that kind of pain again... How could she say it out loud!

She didn't even dare to ask Herbert for the holy blood, for fear that he would notice it.

"No, it doesn't matter. Humans are mean. This guy will never keep his promise. He will definitely use holy blood to perfunctorily deal with me."

"Then I can drink smoothly again!"

Yes, that's it.

Let me drink one more sip, just one sip!

Otherwise, I...

"Hehe, hehe!"

Elisa smiled strangely in her heart, stretched out her slender fingers from the coffin, and squeezed out a drop of blood like a blood diamond from her fingertips.

Herbert put the drop of blood into the crystal bottle that was emptied of holy water, and his mouth corners slightly curled up.

Good.

The legendary vampire's monster material is in hand!

Witnessing the whole process of the two people bargaining, Nenasha couldn't help but sigh: ["So you cheated the materials in this way before."]

"It's none of your business! Besides, this is a serious equal transaction."

Herbert and Elisa seemed to have spent a long time, but in fact it was not.

From the time he rushed here to the time he got the blood, only five minutes had passed.

There are still two minutes left!

However, before Herbert swallowed the blood, he heard Nenasha's reminder.

["He's here~"]

So fast!

Herbert's eyes condensed, and when he was about to swallow the blood regardless of everything, his expression suddenly changed.

A figure squeezed into his light, and Herbert clearly saw the blasphemer who had kept him busy for a long time.

! ! !

Herbert was about to raise his sword and chop, but his action stopped halfway.

Because the other party's appearance at this moment was very different from what he imagined.

Very different!

"What is this?"

There was nothing to say about the blasphemer's face. He looked like an ordinary monk.

His thin and pale face looked a little stiff, and he exuded a rotten stench mixed with fishy smell.

The real weirdness was below his neck - it didn't look like a living person at all!

His upper body seemed to have been torn by some giant beast, leaving huge scars, and his entire chest was pierced, and the flesh and organs in his chest were directly torn and destroyed.

Not only the upper body, but his lower body was also horrible.

His left leg was better, it was only broken into three sections, barely connected by a layer of skin.

The flesh and blood of the right leg had all disappeared, leaving only a blackened leg bone, supporting his staggering body, and moving forward with difficulty.

Click, click, click...

At the same time, with every step he took, a piece of his flesh and blood would fall off, and before it fell to the ground, it had already turned into flying dust halfway.

This look... What on earth did he go through?

The most important thing was that Herbert was clearly standing in front of him, and the two were only one meter apart, but his shadow was not reflected in those pale eyes.

The blasphemer completely ignored Herbert.

He just kept moving forward.

He continued to walk towards the invisible darkness.

When the blasphemer walked straight past Herbert, he slowly exhaled and asked in his heart: "... Is this what you said about rushing towards me?"

["It's not my fault. Who made you stand in front of him? Of course he was rushing towards you."]

Okay!

Herbert rolled his eyes fiercely.

You bastard!

I said, why are you just having fun? You are not panicking at all, and you don't worry about my ally encountering any accidents.

You made a fuss because there is no need to worry at all! ! !

"So, you already knew that he is no threat to me."

["Of course!"]

The evil god responded triumphantly: ["Even if it was me, I would not leave my ally to die!"]

"But you didn't tell me the truth."

["Indeed, your reaction is really interesting~"]

"...Alas."

The development of the matter was too ups and downs, and Herbert was really a little powerless to be angry with the damn evil god now.

Let's talk about the line later, and figure out the current situation first.

"So, what's the situation with this guy?"

["He's dead... Now there's only one obsession left in this body, supporting him to keep moving forward."]

Nenasha knew that she had completely offended Herbert this time, so she stopped provoking him and honestly explained the situation:

[“Or, several days ago, when other souls occupied his body, the original him was already dead.”]

Has he been possessed by someone?

Herbert raised his eyebrows, hesitated for a moment, and then followed the blasphemer decisively.

He really wanted to know where this guy wanted to go.

What was his obsession?

The two walked quietly in the darkness for a long time, one after the other, until all the flesh and blood on the blasphemer disappeared, and he finally stopped in front of a wall.

Where is this?

Just when Herbert was vaguely aware of something, the blasphemer spoke:

“Where are you…”

His voice was like a layer of superposition, and the hoarse voice that sounded like a man or a woman kept echoing in the darkness.

“Master Grand Mage, why don’t you want to see me…”

He really came to find Sfanny! ?

Herbert narrowed his eyes, held the sword tightly, and pointed the tip of the sword at the back of his head, ready to take action if he made any unusual movements.

Just as Herbert hesitated, a helpless sigh came from the darkness ahead.

"Alas..."

"It's been so long, why are you looking for me now?"

It was a hoarse whisper with a little complaint.

"Please let him go. A dead man doesn't need to trouble the warden to do it himself."

Rustle...

With a series of soft sounds, subtle changes occurred in the darkness.

The next moment, Herbert clearly felt the road - the road leading to another cage in the dark space.

Sfannie, who had been shrinking and autistic, took the initiative to reveal her location!