Whispering Verse

The huge red moon in the sky was suspended behind him. The moon was so clear, so clear that it almost made people collapse.

Above the blood lake, the evil and sacred figure is so majestic. God's slender eyes looked at everything by the lake, observing Shade and the girl behind him. As for the huge undead beast in the distant sky, the constantly lighting up four-color aura, the burning mountain forest and the smoking crater, these are just decorative backgrounds at the moment and cannot attract the attention of the gods at all:

"After two eras, we, the unexpected guests, meet again."

"God, why did you come to earth?"

Shade wanted to raise his head, but the headache and the moaning throughout his body almost defeated him. Without divinity, he is merely mortal.

"Don't you know what I want?"

The god in a bloody formal suit whispered in the ancient language of the Fifth Age:

"I already said it when we first met -

Gemini's Blood, while good, is still not perfect, just a little bit close to being worthy of being included in my collection. (Chapter 568)"

God has a smile on his face:

"Yes, at that time, it was really just a little bit closer... It's a pity, isn't it?"

The two girls behind Shade stood tremblingly behind Shade, grabbing his clothes, hiding in his shadow, waiting for the final fate to come. Shade could still remain conscious, but they had completely lost control of themselves.

"You, when you saw them, you had this idea..."

"Yes, I have given you many tips, my blessing to the twins, and my guidance to them to find the twin gods. Is this all because of my kindness? Unexpected guest, I am the evil god, why would I be so generous? ?”

"Waiting for a thousand years, even guiding them to get rid of the evil things in the subspace, and helping to suppress the hazama, just to... make wine?"

Under the blood moon, beside the blood lake, Sha De's voice trembled. Surrounded by the blood mist, his body almost uncontrollably wanted to fall forward. Even though he had already guessed this, it was still difficult for him to accept:

"You are not for the power of thousands of souls in Hazama,

Not to get involved in death to gain the power of death,

Not for the destined protagonists of the Sixth Age, those chosen ones,

Not even for fighting with other gods——

After doing so much, planning for such a long time, waiting for two eras, and even not hesitate to appear here and now in the form of a saint, just...making wine? Just for Helen and Grace? Are you...too boring? "

"No, what you said is too boring. Blood brewing is what interests me."

God replied softly. He has always been generous to Shade:

"The ten brewing stories I told you are the most obvious reminders. What is waiting for thousands of years for the perfect blood brewing? Now is the eleventh story, and it is the first one that you have personally experienced and contributed to. Eleven stories.”

He looked at Helen and Grace behind Shade with eager eyes:

“The Gemini Blood Brew back then was just a mixture of pain, entanglement, love and reluctance. Although it was good, it still had flaws.

But now, when two souls are entangled with each other, they have been in love for thousands of years but cannot get it. When the emotions that are tied together are tortured and fermented by each other in cycles and reincarnations, coupled with the warmth of the phoenix's flame... ....This cup of blood brew is much better than the wine made with the craftsmanship of a pure maid, the flames of high-end wood burning, and the utensils of mithril gold. I will brew the blood wine made from their bones, blood and souls, and call it ‘Red Butterfly Blood Brew’…”

He extended an invitation to Shad:

"Unexpected guest, taste it with me. This delicious food cannot be made in any era."

"you."

Shade wanted to roar, wanted to roar, but all he could do was spit out a mouthful of blood. He really couldn't hold it anymore.

The god under the red moon does not care about his attitude:

"Look, I didn't do anything wrong. They wanted to break the shackles of the family mission, so I gave them five thousand years of attachment to each other. I even specially arranged for them to help seal the narrow room. I don't know. How many mortal lives have been saved. Now, the problem of Hazama is about to be solved, and their mission has been completed. And the small reward I want is just a glass of wine... God is very generous. "

For a moment, Shade even felt that what the other party said was very reasonable, and the reward was not an exaggeration. But he still stopped in front of Grace and Helen, stretched out his left hand tremblingly, and handed out the bottle of blood brew in his hand:

"I want this, for them."

He wanted to fall forward, but the two girls behind him caught him. Their trembling voices were their last courage at the moment:

"Sir, you don't have to be like this, we, this is our destiny."

"This is a quarter of the soul of the chosen one. This is also a story of love and unrequited love. In it, there is even the purest power and curse of the ancient god of death. I will use this in exchange for Helen and Grace .”

He hoped to end the matter in this way, and exchange Marilyn Handel's body for a quarter of his soul in death, just for the exchange at this moment. This was not for Shade himself. Grace and Helen used themselves to seal the two eras of Hajian, but Barton catalyzed the collapse of Hajian. This bottle of blood brew is what Helen and Grace deserve.

But God shook his head slightly:

"It's good, but it's still not perfect."

"But this is for the chosen..."

"I know, but so what? He is not the real chosen one after all, and your brewing techniques are too rough. Compared to the bottle of garbage in your hand, I prefer to make it myself and wait patiently for fermentation. Blood wine, I enjoy not only the results, but also the process. Unexpected guests, we had a great time getting along at the previous wine party, so please step aside and don’t stand there.”

Although the god under the red moon sounded so kind, Shade already felt the chill.

But he still shook his head and blocked the two girls behind him:

"Just like before, I will protect them. All souls are free, and their souls should not become food for the evil god."

"gentlemen......"

"That's really a pity. I originally wanted to take advantage of this time to come to the material world and have another drink with you."

Over the Sikal Mountain shrouded in white mist, above the billowing black smoke ejected from the mountain pass, a crack suddenly appeared in the pure sea of ​​stars. As spider web-like fragments spread around the star sea, the entire starry sky seemed to be about to split.

God looked up and said:

"The whales of the Star Sea are coming. That scene is one of the most beautiful scenes in the material world. You can take a closer look later. I chose this time specially. But now, unexpected guests, please don't disturb my brewing, otherwise... ..."

He kept his smile and said nothing, and gently bent his fingers. Grace in the white dress and Helen in the black dress behind Shade actually floated into the sky on their own initiative.

The two girls scattered like red butterflies in the air, trying to escape the gravity, but under the light of the blood moon, they turned back into human bodies in the next second:

"Two in one!"

Holding hands, surrounded by red butterflies, our bodies seem to melt and blend into each other. Helen and Grace disappeared, and floating in the air was a girl wearing a white dress and a black skirt. Her black hair was flowing and her blue eyes were so pitiful.

Helen and Grace looked the same, and the girl in front of them also looked the same. Shade inexplicably understood that this was the strongest power of the Red Butterfly Twins. The twins merged into one, and they became one person. Like the old gods [Twin Gods] in the past, they became two-in-one and exerted their true power. The power of angelic relics.

But even so, she only resisted the inexplicable suction force for less than a second before she floated towards the top of the blood lake again.

Shade's right hand held the red butterfly girl's hand and tried to pull them back, but he also lifted his feet off the ground:

"Sir, please leave."

Red Butterfly pushed Shade away, and he fell to the ground, while Grace Helen floated toward the gods in the sky.

But among them, above the blood lake, a transparent fishing line connected the two to each other. Shade grabbed the soul fishing rod, and the copper-colored hook penetrated deeply into the girl's palm.

God had caught her, and the spreading bloody light was about to engulf her completely, but God saw the hook at this moment.

He chuckled and said:

"It's a very good idea. But unexpected guest, you don't think that the so-called relics of mortals can have an effect on me, do you?"

He looked at Shade who could barely stand upright by the lake, as if expecting him to do something unexpected:

"If you had a way to hide my perception, or you were at the same 'level' as me at the moment, you might be able to rely on this to tear the power from me to protect your red butterfly. But now you are just a mortal, do you think I see Less than this?"

Shade shook his head slightly, gripped the fishing rod tightly and pulled it towards himself:

"I'm just a mortal at the moment, but I..."

The bleeding in his lungs almost made him unable to speak:

"...I don't want any reward, I just want to help them. I am not...a person, there are people who are willing, like me, to help for free..."

The starry sky above his head shattered like glass, and the huge blue and transparent creature had the color of a dreamy sea of ​​stars. The whales in the sea of ​​stars entered the material world through the rupture of space, swimming freely in the sea of ​​stars, leaving behind deep colors like oil paintings.

Luvia once said that the best place to observe whales in the Star Sea is probably in the central and eastern part of the Old World, and this location is the Sikal Mountain area.

Above the head are the sea of ​​stars and whales, behind are the undead beasts fighting the church in the firelight, and in front of them are the blood moon and gods.

Shade's time perception seems to be wrong at this moment, but it may also be due to severe cerebral hemorrhage that he can no longer perceive time normally.

But he still held the fishing rod firmly and tried his best to reel in the line, trying to snatch Grace and Helen back.

God calmly held Hongdie's other hand without a hook:

"Mortals firmly believe that kindness can be passed on, but I am curious, who else can help you at this moment?"

He smiled sarcastically:

"Who dares to appear in front of me at this moment?"

God just gently pulled the girl's hand, and the fishing line immediately tightened, cracks appeared on the fishing rod, and Shade was uncontrollably dragged into the sky. The fishing rod failed to absorb divinity immediately. Just as God said, Shade was just a mortal at this moment, but the person in front of him was not just the projection of the original God like the Lord of Blood Feast.

But he didn't notice that the brass hook that was deeply pierced into Hongdie's right hand was emitting a faint golden light.

"You selflessly saved them, but who will save you? Unexpected guest, do you still believe in kindness as before? Then tell me, will there be a miracle now? Who will save you! Who will protect you? you?"

God was laughing. He gave a gentle pull and the line broke immediately. But the next moment, the golden light on the brass hook that pierced Hongdie's right hand followed the broken fishing line and connected to Xiang Xia De's hands.

The power of miracles repaired the broken fishing rod, and in the golden light that illuminated the blood lake, the young man's voice sounded:

"If it's to protect innocent children, then I'll do it."

"What?"

The golden figure came from behind Sha De, illuminating the blood mist and Sha De's face, which also made the blood-sucking god in the sky frown.

The blood lake surged with waves, and the golden figure was so illusory, as if it was just an illusion:

"Just for your own desire to drink, you plan two eras against two poor children. God of blood-sucking, you are still the same as before, with the disgusting smell of blood on your body."

The power of the miracle was weak, but it really happened.

A young man wearing a clown hat stood in front of Shade. This familiar figure looked up at the blood god in the sky, bathed in the light of the red moon, and scolded the "high-class" god in appearance.