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Chapter 262 Bloodthirsty Beast
Taking a pile of hay from a house, Steve temporarily buried the body. After finishing, he made the sign of the cross on his chest.

Then he whispered: "I need to track down the vampire now. When the matter is completed, I will give you a funeral."

After that, Steve quickened his pace and walked towards the countryside. There were more and more corpses on the roadside, and Steve used things to cover them from the rain.

Along the way, Steve found that all the villagers were killed in one blow, and then their bodies fell on the road without anyone paying attention.

There were many corpses that were mutilated, and the signs of eating on their bodies were very obvious.

They were teeth marks like those of a wild beast.

Wait a moment……

Steve suddenly realized that there might be something wrong with his speculation.

This vampire has devoured too much flesh and blood, right?

Could it be that……

"Don't talk...don't talk, it will attract that person here..."

"what--"

The survivors in the house suddenly fell silent, biting their lips tightly with their teeth to prevent themselves from making a sound.

But how can human power compete with ghouls?
There was a stabbing sound, the sound of clothes being torn. The ghoul grabbed the girl with his big hands and was about to take out her heart.

A large hole was opened in the wooden wall, and a bloody, drooping head poked in.

Frightened cries for help kept coming from inside.

bang-bang-bang-

A tragedy is about to happen.

According to legend, the creature has rubber-like skin, pointed ears, slightly bloated legs, and scaly claws for hunting.

……

Steve didn't believe this legend at all.

Steve stepped hard on the ground, and his whole body rose into the sky. The auspicious clouds gathered around him and instantly formed the illusory shape of Ymir, towering behind Steve.

The girl's mother clutched the clothes in her hands and tried to snatch her daughter back.

Outside the village, a hunter's cabin.

He finally found a place, but at the same time he ran out of time!

Certain taboo legends claim that humans can transform into ghouls through long-lasting rituals or actions.

Ghoul!
It is said that the image of this magical creature usually has dark skin and is close to humanoid in appearance, but it can change the color and appearance of its body, including turning into a hyena.

As the bloody head penetrated, screams rippled through the room, and everyone shrank to the other side, but the ghoul would not stop for a moment because of this.

Because they often forage in graves, their bodies are mostly covered with fungi that grow in graves.

They were relatively far away when the accident happened, so they managed to escape.

Steve clenched his fists and walked deeper into the countryside.

boom--

"Mother……"

That is the biggest nightmare in the world.

……

It will appear in cemeteries or battlefields, dig graves and eat corpses, as well as capture the living.

"If that's the case, then I have to be prepared. This creature is more threatening than I thought!"

Following the blood stains, Steve finally came to the hunter's cabin.

They spoke in a rapid, cry-like voice.

Before he finished speaking, there was a violent crash outside the house.

Several women and children were crowded among them, shivering.

No one would want to become such a disgusting creature.

Steve suddenly felt that what he was tracking now might not be a vampire, but another magical creature.

But now, looking at this ghoul's formation, it seems that he has been hungry for a long time and has completely fallen into madness.

The sound of sobs heightened despair inside the house, and the pounding raindrops outside the house were like evil spirits knocking on the door.

what is that? Everyone knows it, but they don't even dare to imagine what it looks like.

The one-legged ghoul jumped into the hut. It moved like the wind and instantly grabbed the little girl from before.

"do not want!"

As soon as a little girl opened her mouth, her mother tightly covered her mouth.

He preferred to believe that ghouls were blood-thirsty beasts without intelligence.

Apart from them, there may be no other survivors in the village.

Above the sky, a giant lowered his head, and the endless pressure was instantly suppressed.

Ymir let out a breath.

The strong wind in the sky rushed towards the refuge hut, and the billowing air waves brought hatred all over the sky.

The ghoul was preparing to attack the girl when he was caught off guard by an unexpected strong wind and fell heavily to the ground.

Xiangyun also appeared, and Steve gritted his teeth. The force seemed to break his teeth.

This hatred is so strong that the ghoul without intelligence can't help but feel more fearful.

Finally, he caught up.

No one in the cabin was harmed, and when they saw Steve appearing to block the ghoul, they all ran away screaming.

That's fine, you don't have to worry about it anymore.

Steve felt relieved for a moment, then turned his full attention to the battle.

He was a little surprised now, just because the ghoul in front of him was completely different from what he imagined.

This ghoul in front of me. His body was covered in blood, as if his skin had been peeled off alive, but there were tiny scales growing on the exposed muscles.

Its head was drooped, but its eyes were staring at Steve. Those eyes with slender pupils exuded cold malice.

Do ghouls look like this?
It’s a little different from the records!

But time is running out now. Steve didn't dwell on it.

"No matter what its origin is, I will solve it first, and then I will understand it naturally!"

Moving at will, Steve appeared in front of the ghoul without even saying a word of greeting.

Golden auspicious clouds instantly covered his body, and his eyes turned golden, like a real god of war.

Steve took it out with one hand and clamped the ghoul's arm.

With just a little force, his hand was completely immersed in the ghoul's flesh and blood.

Soft as carrion.

This was the only thing Steve felt at this moment.

With a little force, he tore the arm off, and then the shadow of the claws disappeared, and the ghoul's body was torn into pieces in the afterimage.

This is to avenge those innocent villagers.

Looking at the piles of meatballs scattered on the ground, Steve did not let down his guard at all. If he was killed so easily, it would not be called a trial of Avalon.

Sure enough, under Steve's vigilance, the fleshy balls began to squirm and gather together, and were about to be put together again and condensed back into a complete ghoul.

Wherever Steve could succeed, he immediately started to tear the flesh and blood into pieces and throw them further.

However, the ghoul's counterattack came first.

An arrow cluster made of blood shot out from the largest piece of flesh and came through the air. Steve couldn't dodge and could only tilt his head slightly. The blood arrow scratched his face, leaving a blood mark.

But it wasn't that Steve was injured, but the original blood from the blood arrow.

Steve was surprised. This blood arrow looked dangerous, but it didn't seem to have much power?
Thinking like this, Steve's nose suddenly couldn't help but twitch.

He smelled a strange fragrance, and the source of the fragrance was the trace of blood remaining on his face.

Suddenly, Steve wanted to stick out his tongue and lick the blood stain. Want it so so much.

Steve didn't notice that his eyes were already stained with blood at this time.

At this moment, he was like a drug addict who still had a trace of reason. He clearly wanted to lick the blood from his cheeks, but he always told himself that he couldn't do so.

why?

Steve couldn't put his finger on it, but bloodlust wasn't his personality.

If something goes wrong, there must be a demon!

The trace of blood on his cheek felt as if the supreme delicacy was right next to his mouth. Steve had spent all his strength just resisting the temptation.

During this period of time, the ghoul had completed the reorganization of its body.

Looking at the one-legged blood food in front of him, Steve thought in his mind that the other leg of the ghoul must have been severed a long time ago, otherwise it would have recovered a long time ago.

"Blood...blood..."

The ghoul uttered meaningless words and slowly approached Steve.

Looking at the ghoul's sharp corpse claws, Steve didn't dare to raise his eyebrows at all.

Fortunately, the ghoul's speed didn't matter, and Steve backed away with difficulty.

But the more he retreated, the more reluctant he felt.

I don't know when, but the ghoul in front of him has become a more attractive food in Steve's eyes than the blood.

"Swallow it! Swallow it!" It was as if someone was whispering in Steve's ear.

No, that wasn't a whisper, it was Steve's deepest desire.

If he took one step forward, Steve would be ruined.

"This ghoul is really weird!"

Steve's brain had begun to rust, and his thinking became slow. He vaguely felt that something was wrong with this ghoul, but he couldn't tell what was wrong.

In this stalemate, the distance between Steve and the ghoul did not widen at all.

"Think of a way...think of a way!"

Steve's body was almost over his head. He hit the ghoul with one punch and exploded one of its arms. However, the shattered flesh and blood splashed on Steve's body, making his condition even more unbearable. .

It was like a person who was about to starve to death suddenly broke into a gluttonous feast.

After the famine, there were so many people dying of hunger.

"Just a lick...it'll be fine..."

Steve has begun to convince himself that he is just giving it a try and will not be addicted. Maybe after he tastes it, he will lose interest in it?

And it was his future self who told him to come and devour this ghoul, so he wouldn't trick him, right?
Finally, Steve could no longer bear the deadly fragrance, so he slowly opened his mouth and took a drop of blood from his hand into his mouth.

As soon as the blood touched the tip of his tongue, Steve was drunk.

Very delicious!
He had never tasted anything so delicious!
What Avalon, what a free world, what future peace.

Nothing compares to the joy that I feel right now.

At this moment, ghouls have become the ultimate delicacy, and Steve has lost any fear and no longer wants to find out what is strange about the other party.

He just wanted to eat it.

The color of blood has completely covered the golden light in his eyes, and endless desire has become his only emotion.

He was finally lost.

……

Steve seemed to be having a big dream.

He was currently in a dark environment, as if in the middle of the night. The tall tower made of huge rocks in front of him was not a traditional Celtic architectural style, or it did not belong to any existing architectural style in the world.

The interior of the tower was empty, with countless windows on the surrounding walls, and shrill sounds kept coming from inside. It seemed that there were "residents" in these windows.

Stone prison.

A name suddenly appeared in Steve's mind.

This is the name of this tower.

Steve didn't know why he was back here.

His memory stayed at the moment when he just met the ghoul.

Wandering in the stone prison, the echo of footsteps was loud in the empty corridor.

There are windows in the corridor, but no doors. This prison is extremely strange.

"Cell No. 470."

As if appearing out of thin air in his mind, Steve suddenly had a goal.

From the beginning to the end, he never wondered why he was here.

Only then did Steve discover that there were numbers in front of these cells, but it was dark and unclear just now.

I searched for the number and reached cell number 470 until I reached the fourth floor.

"Are the people here I want to contact?"

Steve was a little nervous. Although he didn't know much about this so-called stone prison, according to common sense, the criminals imprisoned in such a strange prison could not be simple.

Overcoming the slight flinch in his heart, Steve reached out to the window and knocked lightly three times.

The window was so high that Steve had to stretch his hand to see and reach it. The railings above were also made of stone, and the sound of knocking on it was muffled and difficult to hear.

But even this small sound made the entire stone prison fall silent.

"somebody is coming!"

A very high-pitched voice broke the silence.

Then the whole stone prison became restless.

"I thought you were all dead, but I didn't expect you were still breathing!"

"You should have locked me up enough, let me out!"

Statements from the people inside came from all the cells, and Steve was a little overwhelmed by the situation.

But this restlessness did not last long. Just as they were making a fuss, a pressure that shook their souls and bodies fell from the sky. Everyone, including Steve, was oppressed and breathless.

Stone Prison fell into oppressive silence.

After a long time, the pressure dissipated, and Steve held on to the wall, breathing slightly.

This coercion, even for him now, is difficult to resist.

After wiping the sweat from his forehead, Steve continued the interrupted action.

Cell No. 470, who exactly is imprisoned in it?

He knocked on the stone railing of the cell again, and this time the people around him were no longer restless.

They all seemed to be still under the lingering influence of the coercion and shock just now.

There was also a sound in the cell in front of me at this time.

"I thought I was going to be bored to death here."

It was an extremely dry sound, which was the only way Steve could think of describing it.

It's not old, but the dry voice makes people feel like dead wood rubbing against each other.

"who are you?"

Steve asked.

He felt that his voice was extremely unfamiliar, as if the person speaking was not him.

There was no answer.

Instead, he asked Steve a question: "Who are you and how did you get here?"

How did he get here?
Steve suddenly hesitated.

He didn't know the answer himself.

(End of this chapter)