Whispering Verse

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

If he hadn't faced a saint before, Xia De would never have survived the moment that figure appeared.

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

Xia De wanted to laugh out loud, cry out loud, kneel down and pray, and curse at the sky.

Obviously the mind is abnormally calm, but the body is completely out of control. The shadow of the high-dimensional existence just before it appeared, the essence displayed, has almost driven this body crazy.

This is not borrowing a possession, descending in the state of a saint, this is the direct descending of evil gods.

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

The stranger came to this world once fearful, but he is by no means cowardly. Man's courage is a hymn, he has almost nothing in this world, but cherishes all he has all the more for it.

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

Just the blurry figure coming at this moment is about to drive Xia De crazy. The gods of this world really do not come from higher dimensions.

"This is really a disaster."

Xia De thought in his heart that when the blood feast started, the other living sacrifices in the room were completely insane. They were tearing at each other, and the moment the god's shadow stepped here, they were already walking towards death.

[Since you are awake, do you want to escape? 】

The woman murmured, her voice passing through her heart, unexpectedly making her consciousness clearer. Xia De actually felt the gap between body and soul at this moment. The body was crazy, but the soul was still stable.

"Even if I can leave, what about here? What about the doctors? What about this city? I'm not an envoy of justice, but now I can't leave no matter what."

The figures of the dancing monsters loomed in the blood mist, and the silverware and goldware on the dining table contained human remains, calling Shade to taste them together.

He dragged his disobedient body, and approached the great figure in the red robe that gradually became clearer.

[You still have a way. 】

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

[But it is already your only thought. 】

Xia De reluctantly nodded while trembling, and put on the 【Vampire Ring】forcibly.

The ring can absorb the blood of the other party to help heal himself by touching the humanoid creature. The living sacrifices were all dead, and the twisted monsters in the blood mist were definitely not humanoid creatures. But here besides Shad, there is another one.

The vision in front of his eyes was even more serious. The blood feast with blood corpses hanging almost completely overlapped with the banquet hall of the Lake View Manor. The shadow of the evil **** descended completely, and then came the real body.

Holding the long table, try not to touch the empty seats, as well as the exquisite utensils and delicious meals on the table. Every time you take a step, the real banquet hall will disappear, and the illusory **** hall will become more real.

When Xia De came to the main seat of the banquet hall, which was 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 experienced was just a dream.

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

[You finally believe that I am you? 】

The impulsiveness made Xia De want to fall down, but the courage and determination in his heart still made him stretch out his hand wearing the [Vampire Ring], and touched the still very illusory evil **** in the red robe in the golden seat in front of him. The reflection before coming.

Consciousness will be silent, and the blood mist is hurting his body. The reflection of the great man was right in front of him, and he finally couldn't hold it anymore. He felt like he was trying to touch the abyss, and the abyss was swallowing him all.

"It doesn't matter if you are me or not. Sorry, I didn't let you see more stories, more journeys."

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

The reflection of the old **** trembled slightly, and turned to 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 banquet just like those living sacrifices.

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

"Sure enough, [relics] at the clerical level (level 4) cannot be useful to the gods.

He fell to the ground where the blood-red creep was squirming.

[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, making him stand firm. The woman's head was placed on Xia De's shoulder, and her long hair stroked Xia De's side face. This is reality, or an illusion, Xia De can no longer tell the difference.

【Are you still refusing to accept my existence? 】

She whispered in his ear.

"Are you really me?"

He whispered in front of her.

【What does it matter? You came here and you should have accepted it all. How can you accept yourself if you can't even accept the status quo? 】

she asked in a low voice.

"Will you always be by my side?"

he asked with the last of his consciousness.

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

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

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

The hands of the two stretched forward together, and the two murmured together:

"You are me..."

[...I am you. UU reading www. uukanshu.com】

Xia De's hand touched the shadow of the old **** [Lord of the Blood Banquet] that had not yet fully manifested. The cracked ring on the finger absorbed power, and then the amber on the ring surface shattered into dust, and the ring quickly rusted and cracked.

At the same time that the rusted metal broke away from the ring and fell downward, the shadow of the illusory evil **** was absorbed into Shad's palm. He felt as if a mountain was stuffed into his arm, and the twisted and violent force hit his soul. The blood banquet in front of him became more blurred, his soul seemed to expand to the limit in an instant, and the distorted monsters who did not know whether they really existed in the blood mist were roaring, and at a certain moment, he actually saw himself sitting on that magnificent golden seat superior.

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

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

【The existence born in the endless feast, immersed in desire and pleasure, taboo and blasphemy. In the dusk of the old days, hiding in the shadow of people's hearts, living in the shadow of people's hearts, walking freely in happy banquets. 】

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

[Outlander, you have engraved the silver blasphemous rune - Gluttony. 】

The endless hunger made Shade break free from the phantom of dying, and the power drawn from the shadow of the evil **** repaired his seriously injured body and the insignificant price he paid for writing the script.

Behind him, bells hum, sirens sound, steam surges, and sledgehammers strike.

The rotating brass life ring reappeared in the material world, and above the life ring, a silver spirit rune [Gluttony] dripping with blood appeared.

At the same time, a drop of golden liquid silently seeped into the life ring.

【Xia De, perhaps, this is a feast of blood to welcome you. 】