Whispering Verse

"Damn! Evil God! Blood Feast..."

If he hadn't faced a saint before, Shade would never have been able to survive the moment that figure appeared.

Blurred vision, ringing in the ears, confusion of smell, taste, balance, loss of touch, memory loss, and emotional disturbance.

Shade wanted to laugh loudly, cry uncontrollably, kneel down to pray, and curse at the sky.

Although his mind was unusually calm, his body was completely out of control. The shadow of the high-dimensional existence moments before it appeared, and the essence revealed almost drove this body crazy.

This is not coming in the state of a saint with the help of a prophecy, this is the direct coming of the evil god.

"No, how could I go crazy so easily! The doctors and the others are still waiting for me to take them away, Miss Anat is still waiting for me to keep her token, and Mia is still waiting for me to go home!"

A stranger came into this world with fear, but he was by no means a coward. The courage of man is a hymn. He has almost nothing in this world, but he cherishes everything he has even more.

The stubborn will persisted, allowing him to bite the tip of his tongue and wake up from the pain, but more importantly, the blessing given by the [Innocent Creator] exerted his final strength at this moment, allowing him to finally barely control his body.

Just the blurry figure arriving at this moment was about to drive Shade crazy. The gods of this world are really beings from higher dimensions.

"This is really bad."

Shade thought in his mind that when the blood feast started, the other living sacrifices in the room had gone completely crazy. They tore each other apart, and the moment the god's shadow stepped here, they were already heading towards death.

[Now that you are awake, do you want to escape? 】

The woman murmured, her voice caressing her soul, unexpectedly making her consciousness clearer. Shade actually felt the gap between body and soul at this moment. It was the body that was crazy, but the soul remained stable.

"Even if I can leave, what should I do here? What should the doctors do? What should I do in this city? I am not a messenger of justice, but now I can't leave no matter what."

The figures of the wildly dancing monsters were looming in the blood mist, and the human body parts contained in silver and gold vessels on the dining table all called to Shade to taste them.

He dragged his unruly body closer to the great figure in red robe that became clearer and clearer.

【You still have a way. 】

"Even if I die, I can't die on the way to escape. I still have a crazy idea, although it is just a clerical-level [relic]."

[But it’s already your only thought. 】

Shade reluctantly nodded while trembling, and forced himself to put the [Vampire Ring] on his hand.

The ring can help heal itself by touching humanoid creatures and absorbing their blood. All the living sacrifices have died, and the twisted monsters in the blood mist are definitely not humanoid creatures. But here besides Shade, there is another one.

The vision in front of him was even more serious. The blood banquet with hanging corpses almost completely overlapped with the banquet hall of Lakeview Manor. The evil god's shadow completely descended, and then came his true form.

Holding on to the long table, try not to touch the empty seats, the exquisite utensils and delicious food on the table. With every step he took, the real banquet hall disappeared a little, and the illusory bloody hall became more real.

When Shade reached the main seat of the banquet hall, the only golden chair at the end of the long table, almost unable to hold on, he even began to suspect that the new life he had experienced was just a dream.

"Sorry, if I die, you will disappear too."

[You finally believe that I am you? 】

The impulse made Shade want to fall down, but the courage and determination in his heart still made him reach out the hand wearing the [Vampire Ring] and touch the still very illusive evil god in red robes in the golden seat in front of him. Reflection before arrival.

His consciousness was about to become silent, and the blood mist was hurting his body. The reflection of the great man was right in front of him, and he finally couldn't hold on any longer. He felt like he was trying to touch an abyss that was swallowing everything he had.

"It doesn't matter whether you are me or not. I'm sorry that I didn't let you see more stories and more journeys."

At this moment, Shade completely figured out that it didn't matter whether she was him or not, but that it was important to have someone with her at the last moment of her life. She was really always with him, even now.

The reflection of the old god shook slightly and turned to the side of the man who was about to fall. The huge pressure made him tremble, and the blessing of the [Innocent Creator] was about to disappear. Once he fell in this blood feast, he would become a part of the feast like those living sacrifices.

The finger moved forward slightly, and in the blurred eyes, the finger was only the last step away from the shadow of the evil god. But there was a slight click, and cracks appeared in the amber of the ring. The ring could not withstand close contact with the gods.

“Sure enough, a clerical-level (level 4) [relic] cannot be useful to gods.

He fell onto the ground crawling with blood-red germs.

[Of course it is useless in the hands of others, but you are different, a stranger, because...]

"Feel sorry."

"Why are you sorry?"

The soft and warm female body hugged him from behind, allowing him to stand firm. The woman's head was placed on Shade's shoulder, and her long hair caressed the side of Shade's face. Whether this is reality or an illusion, Shade can no longer tell.

[Are you still unwilling to accept my existence? 】

She whispered in his ear.

"Are you really me?"

he whispered in front of her.

[What does this have to do with anything? You came here and were supposed to accept this. If you can't even accept the status quo, how do you accept yourself? 】

she asked quietly.

"Will you always be by my side?"

he asked with the last of his consciousness.

There was a chuckle in his ears, and his hair touched his ears.

Her hand held his, but Shade, who could barely open his eyes, couldn't see the appearance of that arm.

[Of course, stranger, I am with you. 】

The two of them stretched their hands forward together, and they both murmured together:

"You are me..."

【...I am you. 】

Shade's hand touched the shadow of the old god [Lord of the Blood Feast] that had not yet fully appeared. The cracked ring on the finger absorbed power, and then the amber on the ring shattered into dust, and the ring quickly rusted and cracked.

As the rusted metal fell away from his fingers and fell downwards, the illusory shadow of the evil god was absorbed into Shade's palm. He felt as if a mountain was stuffed into his arm, and the twisted and violent power impacted his soul. The blood feast in front of him became even more blurry, and his soul seemed to expand to the limit in an instant. In the blood mist, twisted monsters that did not exist were roaring. At a certain moment, he actually saw himself sitting on that magnificent golden chair. superior.

But he also felt the endless emptiness in his stomach, and felt the woman's sweet chuckle:

[You have come into contact with the shadow of the old god "Lord of the Blood Feast". 】

[Existences born in endless feasts, immersed in desire and pleasure, taboos and blasphemy. In the dusk of the old days, I survived hiding in the shadows of people's hearts, walking freely through the joyful banquet. 】

[You listened to the story of the old god "Lord of Blood Feast", and you learned about the miracles of the old god "Lord of Blood Feast". 】

[Outlander, you are engraved with the silver blasphemous spiritual rune - Gluttony. 】

The endless hunger made Shade break away from the dying phantom. The power extracted from the shadow of the evil god repaired his seriously injured body and the price he paid for writing the script was not worth mentioning.

Behind the scenes, bells buzzed, whistles sounded, steam surged, and giant hammers pounded.

The rotating brass life ring reappeared in the material world. On top of the life ring, the silver spiritual rune [Gluttony] appeared dripping with blood.

At the same time, a drop of golden liquid quietly penetrated into the life ring.

[Xia De, maybe this is a blood feast to welcome you. 】