Whispering Verse

After introducing the rules, the cork of the wine bottle in front of the god automatically popped open. The bottle flew up, pouring the blood-red liquid with a scorching temperature into the glass. After shaking gently, the aroma of the wine gradually spread, and then he drank the wine:

"It tastes good, it's the blood of the magma community."

After saying that, he made a gesture of invitation to the five people on the other side of the long table.

"Sorry, what happens if I choose the wrong one?"

Shade asked at the other end of the long table. Now almost everything here is blood red, and the decoration itself can bring great discomfort to people.

"Of course you can't waste it. You can drink whatever you choose until you choose the right one. It's really lucky that you brought exactly six kinds of blood. If there is one missing, I'm afraid there will be one person who can't leave no matter what. . . ”

God said, Shade raised his head and looked at Him:

"So besides the blood I brought, the other bottles are your collection?"

"Unexpected guest, do you think I am being generous? In other bottles, there are some very interesting blood brews. Although they are not worthy of being collected by me, they can still bring some interest. If you are willing, you can replace some of them Anyone who drinks, after all, you want to be a good person, don’t you?”

God looked at Shade with great interest.

"Which ones are correct?"

Shade asked in his heart.

[I don’t know, but including the bottle of wine that has been used by the god in front of me, there are twenty-nine bottles of dark wine bottles in total. 】

"That means one bottle is missing?"

So he nodded, and seeing that the other people were silent, he glanced at the table, and then pointed to the bottle of wine placed in the ice bucket in the middle of the table:

"this."

This is not the dark wine bottle that appeared after the blood mist dispersed, but the wine bottle that existed on the table before Shade entered the banquet hall:

"Since you said that the correct blood is hidden in any bottle on the table, I think this should also count."

"Yes of course."

The god smiled and nodded.

The wine bottle flew out automatically and came to Shade. The cork pops open and the bottle tilts to pour liquid over the glass. The sound of the liquid is really nice.

He picked up the wine glass and shook it slightly. After the smell of wine gradually dispersed, he took a sip of the somewhat cold liquid. The bitter taste echoed in his mouth along with the taste of blood and alcohol, and he also felt a slight burning sensation.

【demon. 】

Although this bottle of wine is very conspicuous, it is also the most dangerous of the five remaining bloods. If someone like Shade found the right blood through trickery, he would have to bear the risk of the devil's blood.

"It seems that I am very lucky. It is the blood of the evil spirit demon of the third era - Zakato the Devourer."

He put down the wine glass and looked at the god with golden chapped eyes:

"I guess I don't have to drink it all at once, I can drink it while waiting for other people's choices."

"Of course, but the drinking party won't end until after."

The saint reminded.

Shade nodded, looked at the middle-aged witch, and motioned for her to make a choice. Aside from Shade, the Witch was the strongest of the five on this side of the table.

Of course she could see what others were doing first, but after being signaled by Shade, she still nodded:

"this."

She pointed directly at the wine bottle closest to her, and Shade took another sip from his wine glass. Even if the devil's blood was brewed, it still tasted very bad.

From the selected bottle, I poured half a cup of liquid for the witch. She picked up the wine glass and shook it gently, then looked at Shade:

"poisonous."

"I see."

Shade restored the small toy tree branches into real branches, and then stretched out his hand to the witch. The latter held his hand hesitantly, and when their palms came into contact, they actually trembled:

"you really are."

"Yes, I am a man."

Before she asked the question, Shade said lightly:

"God himself has said it."

The younger sister of the twins, the girl in the black dress couldn't help but smile. Seeing Shade looking at her, she cringed and leaned towards the sister in the white dress.

The witch said nothing more, but drank the black-red liquid in small sips.

"The elf's detoxification technique!"

During this period, Shade continued to use spells to detoxify her. At the same time, the witch herself also had the power to resist toxins, so the first glass of wine she chose was drank without any risk.

Her luck was pretty good. She had a 4/27 chance of being selected. After that bottle of unknown poisonous wine, she drank wine containing corpse plague, wine for forced aging drinkers, and wine for those who had never been exposed to it. The poisonous wine that would kill ordinary people with extraordinary power, and then he chose the blood brew of the "Abyss-Eyed Dragon Squid" brought by Shade.

After drinking the blood of this pure-blooded giant dragon and the descendant of subspace evil, you will continue to dream about strange and terrifying scenes in the deep sea for the next few nights, and you may even look directly at the evil source of your bloodline in your dreams. things. But for this middle-aged witch, as long as she leaves this night manor, she has plenty of time to find a way to get rid of this influence.

"very nice."

The gods applauded gently:

"Without the arrival of unexpected guests, you should have been the only one who could have left this cocktail party intact."

The gray-haired old man showed no expression, and the twin girls were very worried.

"So, what is your wish?"

"God, I want to gain further power. I don't dare to ask for too much power, I just want to break through the current level."

"The blood of the Star Sea Whale you brought is very interesting, so this wish can be fulfilled."

He stretched out his hand and pointed at the witch, and the golden stairs behind the witch automatically appeared layer by layer, a total of eight levels, representing the power of her eighth-level witch.

After the complete staircase was displayed, the blood-red light from the fingertips of God infected the golden staircase that should not be affected by any power.

The ninth red ladder is spliced ​​after the eight-story ladder on the highest floor, making this ladder even higher.

"Thanks."

The middle-aged witch had an abnormal flush on her face. This was not a normal reaction after increasing her strength.

"If you use my power, you have to bear the price. Before you fully master the power of the ninth level and transform it into your own level, you will contract blood thirst. Before the transformation is completed, as long as you have no If you resist this addiction, the ninth level will collapse.”

This is not to say that the power of the gods cannot increase her strength at no cost, but that the evil god deliberately set up such a test:

"Thank you again for your generosity, patron of the great vampire race!"

The door behind Shade opened with a creak, and behind the door was the corridor, which meant that the witch could leave.

"Sir, please let me express my gratitude again. If I can remember, I will go to Miss Myrna Feliana."

The witch thanked Shade, then took out a pen and paper from her body, and handed a note to the twin girl in the white dress:

"Girls, if you are interested in becoming my student, you can find me at this address later."

After accepting the thanks from the two sisters, she bowed to the saint again, then quickly walked to the door and officially left here.

Compared with the witch who had to choose five times before finding the correct blood brew, the gray-haired old man in armor was much luckier.

The first bottle of wine he chose was called "sick wine" by the saint. After drinking it, he would randomly get one disease from a total of 36 diseases. What the old man got was sepsis. Although this sounds scary, this disease, which does not have a mysterious nature, can be cured as long as you find a witch who is willing to help and pays the price.

He found the right wine with his second bottle of wine, which was a blood brew made from the blood of the Rhine Demon brought by Shade. This kind of demon blood also has a very slight curse, but the old man doesn't care:

"I no longer have any relatives or friends, and I don't plan to have any in the future, so this blood is ineffective on me."

In order to attend the Evil God's cocktail party, he brought the blood of ice crystal butterflies hunted from the Northern Continent. After considering the old man's performance at the wine table, God did not directly fulfill his wish to "find the murderer of his friend the poet von Klitzing", but gave him a blood-red metal ring full of blasphemous elements. :

"The Vampire Ring, reciting the mantra 'The replacement of blood and flesh is the sublimation of the flesh and blood soul', can conceptually transform you into a Vampire. Your appearance remains completely unchanged, but you already have weakened Vampire power. This power can help you find the murderer you are looking for. Using the ring will make you infected with blood thirst. After taking off the ring and turning back into a human, this blood thirst will still exist, but the degree will be reduced. Once you are in the human state If you can't bear the desire to drink blood, or if you use the ring continuously for more than 24 hours, you will complete the complete vampire transformation."

"I understand, thank you for your generosity."

In the present fifth era, this ring is not a relic, but a relatively powerful magical item, but it is indeed very useful to this old man. Most alchemical items also require spirits to activate, and in the Fifth Age when men were unable to use extraordinary powers, this ring seemed to be a rare extraordinary item that could be used by ordinary people.

Before leaving, the old man also expressed his gratitude to Shade again. In addition, he did not forget the fact that the twin girls helped him with the relic [Medicine Box for Addiction Patients]. Probably because he was concerned about the [Demon Hunting Ring]'s ability to actively attract demons, he did not give the ring to him. The girls, instead, also gave their addresses:

"Girls, if you need anything, you can come to me at this address. Although I'm just an ordinary person, I think I can still be of some use."

After saying that, he bowed slightly to the gods at the end of the long table and left.

But Shade didn't think it was possible for the twin girls to go looking for this old man whose name was still unknown. After all, they were almost on the verge of awakening and becoming witches. Once they became witches, the extraordinary beings who hated men would not go looking for him again. A common man helps.

"However, can these notes really retain information when leaving Night Manor?"

After the old man left, Xia De asked. If words can be recorded, then the disappearance of memory is meaningless.

"Of course not, all records will disappear. But, they don't know this rule."

The saint smiled and said:

"The witch may remember some things, but the man who won't live long will definitely not remember anything about the cocktail party except for the information about the ring I gave him."

"What a pity."

Shade shook his head, but he also knew that these things in the past had already happened, and the people he met in the past were just passing guests to him.

Sighing, he finally looked at the twin girls wearing black and white skirts. Now there are twenty bottles of blood brew left on the table, and there are only two correct choices left for the girls.