Abyss Express

Chapter t.2 Divinity·Goddess

[Part①·Noblesse]

Flavia followed Mr. Sirius to the banquet hall, and Meteor and Duran, two outstanding psykers, decided to invite her together.

After passing through numerous doors and walking through room after room, the three finally stopped on the second floor of the church near the Nanyuan Garden.

Dulan's nerves were tense. She could clearly feel the strange and strong pressure of inspiration coming from everywhere in the cathedral, whether it was the strange cultural relics in the display cabinets, the plants or fur specimens in the flower room, or the walls. The animal heads on the ceiling and the full-body armor statues on both sides of the corridor—these things seem to have been blessed by psychic rituals.

There is no doubt that the owner of this church has powerful psychic talents, or Baroness Gloria has raised a group of very powerful old mages.

There was nothing strange about Meteor's face. Perhaps he had seen this kind of scene too many times. When he was studying at Galahad Academy of Magic, the spiritual pressure he felt in the castle full of psychic catalysts was much stronger.

On the other side, Mr. Sirius stood by the door of the banquet hall, bowing to the three distinguished guests and saying a simple farewell.

"Lord Gloria is waiting in the hall."

With that said, the polite butler stood by the door, gently opened the door, revealing a little light from the banquet hall, and then became motionless.

The greenstone pendant on Flavia's chest was glowing, and she could also feel the ever-changing spiritual pressure environment in this church, but she did not intend to back down - after all, this journey should be her only way. With the two silver coins in my pocket, I took everyone out. It might not be that easy to walk back to Sendai from East Malaysia.

At this time, Her Majesty the Queen of the Fairy Tale Kingdom still has beautiful expectations and fantasies for the hosts of the Dionysus Church. After all, it is their first time to come to this strange continent. They do not understand the sufferings of Shambhala and have not seen the world. Xia's demons and monsters - As for Gloria, the Baroness from the Western Continent, they could only get some information from the owner of the hotel outside Queshan Street. She seemed to be an orthodox believer who was willing to do good and believe in the Good God.

Just like that, Flavia opened the door first and went in, followed closely by Duran and Meteor.

In the splendid banquet hall, the host stood beside the long table facing south, without sitting down and waiting——

——That is an elegant person who looks quiet and cold, and it is difficult to distinguish between male and female.

Gloria Sebastian is very tall, with a body length of almost 190 centimeters. Meteor was stunned for a moment when he saw this woman for the first time. He rarely saw someone of the opposite sex with this build, and he was the type who would inevitably look at her a few times when he met her on the street.

The countess's facial features have a strange childishness, a "youthful feeling" of thirteen or fourteen years old, like an angel in a religious art painting, and her curly blond hair is naturally draped on her shoulders. If it is not a Western Brother Reese has emphasized the gender of the Baroness. With this dark red striped singer's clothes and the pumpkin pants that tighten the calf, the Baroness's appearance is too neutral.

"Welcome you three!~" Gloria shouted loudly, waving her arms to catch a breeze, and the bright banquet hall immediately turned off a few lights, and it was not as bright as before: "Boy Parker and the two ladies Have you talked about me?"

As soon as Flavia saw this tall sister, she immediately felt an inexplicable sense of intimacy.

"Lady Gloria! Thank you very much for your hospitality. Thanks to a kind noble like you, the crew and I were able to find this safe haven."

Gloria's smile became even brighter. When she smiled, her eyes turned into two thin lines, and no wrinkles could be seen. It was difficult to guess the true age of the Baroness. When the three distinguished guests formally sat down, she explained her family background in a few words.

The dining car line walked in from outside the door, and the appetizers and main dishes had to be served together.

Before even opening the lid, Meteor could smell the aroma on the plate——

"——Oh oh oh! Don't open it yet! Don't open it yet!"

Dame Gloria folded her arms and looked at the man with a proud look. It seemed that they both had the same personality and had an inexplicable sense of fun.

"Lord Knight, what do you want to do?"

Meteor stood next to an iron cover and sniffed it carefully.

"Let me guess what this is."

Gloria: "There is no reward for guessing correctly."

"It doesn't matter! I just want to play a little game and make something for my wife to eat at home. My wife has a very good nose and she also likes to play like this!" Meteor's nose opened and closed, trying to sniff out some weird things from these plates. Regarding the properties of poisons, he has studied in Galahad for so many years, and he also possesses some basic skills of red stone people-including the most careless part of Teacher Victor, which is the identification of poisons.

"This is. This is duck leg confit with black truffle."

“This, this, this one has a bit more pungent flavor, it’s dry-fried sole.”

"And this one. It smells so fishy. Is it a snail?"

Gloria responded: "Yes, it's snails braised in wine."

When the meal covers were opened one by one and Meteor shouted accurately, Flavia also felt it was amazing - she didn't expect General Crying to have such an ability, and he was completely unlike the reckless rough guy in her impression.

Looking at the table full of delicious dishes, Dulan wanted to say something, but Meteor had already answered her with his eyes - there was nothing wrong with the dishes on the table, you can feel free to eat.

Flavia and Duran each took out a small bottle, which is a special food supplement for hybrids. The blood donation unit can also use it to ensure the body's content of human trace elements. It is a very important trace element.

After they had had enough wine and food, during the period when the meteoric meal was overwhelming her heart and mind, Baroness Gloria told another story.

"I also have a meeting gift to give to three distinguished guests."

Flavia waved her hands quickly, her belly bulging from the food: "No, no, no! Lady Gloria, this meal is enough!"

"Hahaha! I'm from Amitlan. When I go out and make new friends, I always give them a thoughtful souvenir." Gloria explained patiently: "It's not a precious thing, just like a meal." Same as after dessert.”

She waved her hand, and the Sirius butler who had been waiting outside the door for a long time came in with an iron plate, handed three glasses of yellow wine to the table, and then left as fast as he could.

"This is a beer brewed from barley in my hometown. It's not intoxicating and has a great taste."

At this moment, Bu Liuxing woke up from his hazy drowsiness——

——He could feel powerful spiritual energy waves coming from the wine glass.

Dulan's expression turned extremely bad, not because of this sudden change in spiritual pressure, but because of her rich and exciting life of blood donation, which allowed her to identify the essence of human beings. The amount of human flesh contained in the potion was only enough to satisfy her hunger, so the seemingly clear beer contained far more human flesh essence than she imagined.

Flavia's head was empty and she was dizzy from the dinner. When she smelled the sweet smell of wine, the evil thoughts in her heart immediately took over.

[Drink it! Silly girl! ]

[Drink it! How long has it been since you tasted it? ! ]

[Maybe just a little bit! You can recall our sweet past! ~]

She couldn't help but grab the goblet and put this weird "human flesh puree" to her mouth——

——Bu Liuxing suddenly burst into action and flew out at the risk of his own life!

At that moment, a dice slipped from the palm of Dame Gloria.

Her movements were elegant and gentle, and she pulled a corner of the tablecloth casually. When the twenty-sided dice hit the ground and showed "18", she looked at Flavia with doting eyes and a refreshing feeling of spring breeze blowing on her face.

It was this casual tugging of the tablecloth that caused the five or six dinner covers piled high on the long table to fall in front of Meteor. The agile General Weeping had almost no defense, and this unexpected incident was not at all on him. Unexpectedly, he could not use his full strength to attack and beat Flavia with his fists. He just hesitated for a moment - Meteor stepped on the slippery semi-circular iron cover with his front foot, then hit his front foot with his back foot, and his head flicked. What a mess.

His spirit body was frightened by this sudden strange phenomenon. [Mr. Mighty] held the wall against Meteor's torso, and finally managed to straighten his more than 90 kilogram body.

Fortunately, Flavia did not drink this glass of wine——

——She was frightened awake by Meteor's wrestling behavior, and the evil thoughts in her heart seemed to pop up and force her to say something, and she immediately hid deeper.

There was no look of frustration or anger on Gloria's face——

——On the contrary, this nobleman has an extraordinary bearing, his eyes are full of curiosity and enthusiasm, and he seems to have found a challenger worthy of respect.

"Gloria" Duran's tone became gloomy, and his face became venomous: "This glass of wine is not what you said, there is something wrong with it."

Meteor staggered to the table. His waist was twisted a bit due to the violent exercise just now and was still aching. He followed Du Lan and asked.

"I can feel the specialness of this [souvenir], Ms. Sebastian—are you an ogre?"

Only then did Flavia realize that she smelled the rich and fragrant smell. It was not the fragrance of barley, but the "human smell" that made the blood-giving monster's index finger twitch. This made her pale in horror.

"Lord Gloria"

She still used the honorific and was not as determined as the crying general.

"Why are you entertaining us with something like this?"

Gloria had no reservations. She was a casual and free-spirited person, and she got straight to the point.

"After drinking this glass of wine, the three guests can come to the gambling table and play a game with me."

Meteor shouted loudly: "What are you playing with? Do you want to turn me into a blood-giving monster?"

If he didn't have a gun at hand, he would have used violence long ago.

Gloria shook her head, still maintaining her elegant demeanor, and the smile on her face did not change.

"You call us ogres and blood-giving monsters? Sir Knight, have you considered the mood of these two ladies?"

At this moment, both Duran and Flavia's expressions changed.

They followed Anonymous, doing post-war work on the expedition, and the idea of ​​using candy to bring happiness was also born in this hard work day after day, year after year.

Even if they knew their true form of blood donation, no one had ever disliked them.

This was just a sentence that Gloria said casually. Black Snake and White Snake didn't take it seriously, but it could always cause a little bit of mental damage, just a little bit.

Meteor had to expend energy to explain these things, and he always had to go back and say something.

"I'm not talking about you. I didn't mean it."

Duran: "Watch your enemies, General Cry."

Gloria clapped gently, as if she had watched a good show.

Her expression was still so arrogant, with a superior attitude overlooking all living beings.

"If you ask me, this sad barrier has always existed, the anonymous crying general."

"A businessman told me about this and he wanted to wash my brain——"

"——Believe in the crazy butterfly and spread its teachings and viruses, and you can reach a happy world where all things are unified. There will be no more racism, no isolationism, no humans and animals, no national borders and no religious beliefs."

"I don't believe this. I say it's bullshit."

[Part②·Blood and Wine]

Dame Gloria paced back and forth beside the long table, leaving a slender shadow in front of the fireplace.

"Maybe things would be a lot easier if you had a gun in your hand? We wouldn't have anything to talk about? But that would be too boring, really boring!"

"I don't want your lives. I just want to talk to you about this sensitive topic and seal our friendship over a glass of wine. It's that simple."

"Hey!" Meteor thought it was ridiculous: "Where does this woman get the courage? Does she know who she is talking to?"

Duran: "I have no clue either."

"Come on! Just give it a try! General Cry." Gloria waved her hand provocatively at the shooting star: "To explain the cause and effect clearly, I am the immortal you are looking for - but I am not as weak and powerless as the other unlucky ghosts in the alliance. , I am strong."

"The Holy Cult is just a tool to me. Only after you have seen my power will you understand how precious this gift is."

"Judas is just a childish child. He wants to borrow the great will power of the Cauldron of Dagda and hide behind the gods, but I am different."

When Gloria Sebastian spoke these heroic words, she was not shy at all. Even though she was a member of the Guild, she never took Judas seriously.

"I am a true god, and like the everlasting goddess of fertility, I am the master of the dice of fate."

"If you are unwilling to drink this glass of wine and go to the gambling table, you will never win."

"How about it."

Before Gloria could finish her words, Meteor grabbed the fork and threw it hard!

There was a flash of silver light, and the dice fell from Gloria's left hand to her right hand——

——The powerful and heavy throwing prop hit the button of her singing dress. Except for the button being torn, she was almost unscathed.

Meteor was stunned for a while. He couldn't quite understand this kind of power, so he used whatever it had and threw whatever he caught on the table.

For a moment, [Mr. Mighty] and Meteor danced with their four arms in a dazzling manner. Duck legs, bones, snail shells, plates, knives, and spoons all flew towards Countess Gloria.

But the immortal remained calm, turning his body slightly to dodge continuously, and the sound of dice kept ringing.

She still kept smiling, even if she was occasionally stained, it seemed that her divine power had failed, and she failed to dodge after continuously throwing, and she didn't care if these harmless flying props really hit her in the face.

On the other side, the meteor is getting more and more bottomless——

——Because this hit rate is too low! The results are completely different from his psychological expectations!

He is a warrior who has undergone rigorous training and survived in complex battlefields. He only has a small combat skill of throwing objects, which is also pure kung fu that he has practiced countless times.

Only a straight line distance of twenty-six feet, with a good line of sight and no interference from lateral wind——

——He just threw more than thirty objects, all of which were originally aimed at Gloria's head. In the end, only the sweet soup basin and a raw egg hit the target, and the other throwing objects all missed due to inexplicable [off-site factors]!

Either because of the deflection of Gloria's jewelry, or because [Mr. Mighty]'s dinner knife hit the flying disc in front of him. For a moment, Meteor even wanted to release the spirit body. He thought it was his own spirit body. It will only be a disservice if you don't listen.

He simply strode forward without taking any chances, and wanted to have a head-to-head confrontation with Gloria's holy blood body!

"Sir Knight, I admire your courage!" Dame Gloria casually picked off the egg shell from her forehead. These weak flying props could not even scratch her.

She tore off the wet choir coat. The sweet soup poured over her just now made her look a little embarrassed. Now she only had a loose shirt left. Like the passionate red stone man in front of her, she opened her arms and walked towards the shooting star. Stride forward sideways.

This is a direct dialogue between strength and strength, just two rounds——

——Mei Xing dived down with a lunge and wanted to hug the lower limbs of the blood-giving monster.

Gloria leaned forward, like a bison wrestling, and also reached a low position.

At this moment, Ah Xing felt like he had hit a dump truck!

Countess Gloria's huge body of 190 centimeters emitted incredible strength.

"I am the god of wine! I am the incarnation of Amon! I am with the sun! I am the master of fate!"

The second round of fighting on the ground had just begun when [Mr. Mighty]'s bright red spirit body suddenly started to exert force. As a result, Meteor's shoulder and neck were completely cold. Gloria had completely pushed him down, pressing down on General Crying's back from a high position. The neck vest is firmly pressed on the carpet, like a warrior subduing a tiger.

No matter how much Meteor struggled, as soon as the spirit incarnation of the One-Horned Warrior emerged, Dame Gloria kicked him back into his physical body with a fierce knee strike.

"Let's have a bet! Lord Knight"

Dulan's face was filled with disbelief——

——General Crying actually lost in a hand-to-hand combat environment!

Lost so completely? Just a blink of an eye! Even the soul power can't do anything to Gloria? !

The elegant host slowly released Meteor, but she did not kill him.

On the one hand, it was because Meteor's frame was too big that she couldn't complete the full set of actions of strangling Gusuo. On the other hand, she didn't want to bite Meteor's neck with her mouth. The reason was also very simple.

"Since this glass of wine is not to your taste, how about a different one?"

Gloria wants to subdue the arrogant and ruthless tiger, and she thinks she has this ability——

——She wants to cry. The general kneels down in front of the statue of the goddess Amon with sincerity. Her physical body, mental state, and soul power have this capital.

Bu Liuxing's eyes were filled with astonishment. He never expected that he would lose in the field he was best at.

It's just that the timing of the start of Bock's wrestling seemed to be a little slow. His wingspan and height were not an advantage in front of Gloria. The moment he gave way to the high position, it was already too late when he realized something was wrong.

After Meteor escaped from the trap, he rolled away and got up. There was a dull pain in his shoulders, neck and torso, and he shouted angrily with a sullen look on his face.

"What do you want to do? What do you want to say?"

Gloria returned to the prayer platform, soaked her face in hot water from the copper basin, and washed her face thoroughly, washing away all the dust and sweet soup from her forehead and chin.

"You and I have no mortal grudge to begin with. Besides, if we kill you, the two ladies will probably shed tears. They will never talk about friendship with us again. In the end, we will only have hatred."

Gloria tilted her head and blew a kiss to Flavia.

Flavia blushed and her heart beat fast.

"She's so charming."

Dulan looked full of questions.

"Are you serious about wiping your saliva just now!?"

Gloria continued: "The meeting gift on the table is the craftsmanship of the royal brewer of Amitlan. He made alchemy for Judah and raised the fairy fetus for the cauldron of Dagda. These three cups of barley wine are indeed full of human flesh - I am also watching the disc. Now that we’re done, I’ve prepared such a gift for the two young ladies.”

"Then General Cry, I sincerely invite you to drink another glass of wine and have a dignified knightly contest."

With that said, she took the cup and slit her wrists with her sharp nails.

"Using my blood as a catalyst, you are Crazy Butterfly's favorite red stone man."

The dark red holy blood was filled up, and the countess gently touched her wrist, and the scar healed itself without medicine.

"Drink this blood, and you can become my blood-granting squire, a servant of Dionysus, and get a dice that changes your destiny - only by stealing divine power can you defeat God."

"Judging from the abundance of your essence, I speculate that you should be able to withstand the erosion of the holy blood, and using the panacea can turn you back into Homo sapiens within an hour and forty minutes - but that's just A small sip, just a small sip, about twenty-five milliliters.”

After speaking her true words, Gloria took off her scarf and threw it with some sweat-stained pheromones as an invitation to a duel.

"Let's have a bet? If you win, you can take away my head."

"If I win, you will become the ogre in your mouth, a blood-giving monster, and my servant."

Du Lan still wanted to stop, but she was lucky, maybe General Crying wouldn't be fooled by this——

——It’s over! Meteor simply can't resist this temptation! Ms. Duran is still too naive!

"How do you want to bet? When does it start?"

Bu Liuxing took the scarf and couldn't smell any lies. There was a wildfire burning in his heart.

"I really feel your feelings! This enthusiasm reminds me of Teacher Victor."

"Gloria Sebastian! There is no doubt about it! You are a respectable warrior."