Mysuo-, the second Mysuo mastered by Xia De, the most important function of itself is to seal and suppress. In the dark realm, Shade used this mystical seal to seal most of the power of Darkness, the pus of man, by virtue of the power of the divinity flushing the spirit rune and the ascending ring.
And on this tidal flat of death, Xia De used all the spirits in his body to seal the door of death with all his strength. His seal, of course, is not as good as being guarded by the priest Augustus, who is suspected to have the power of the original angel, but at least it can make this door absolutely safe in a short period of time.
Of course, the seal of Tree Kiss had no effect on him, he hadn't locked himself here.
Even other thirteen-ring warlocks should not be able to accomplish what he is doing now. After all, coming here is tantamount to death, and Xia De's mythical lock itself is full of stories and powers of gods with the power of "doors".
"She" asked softly in her ear.
"Of course—the key to the door!"
The crimson bonfire blazed on the beach, and the roots of the giant tree almost merged with the death scene on the stone gate. Xia De, whose face turned pale due to excessive use of strength, pressed on the stone door with one hand, and activated it inside the mystical lock.
This is the story of the old **** who is in charge of space power, coupled with his spells and the blessing of divine afterglow power, Xia De felt that he could barely turn his arm and opened the door of death .
This also allowed him to discover another function of the fan lock. In this fan lock, he could open almost any lock.
When Xia De fell out of the white light between the two huge stone doors, he almost didn't even have the strength to stand up. The ultimate consumption can guarantee the power of the mythical lock to the greatest extent, and the action of opening the door will also consume the little physical strength left.
In the narrow space between life and death, the recovery speed of spirit and physical strength has been reduced, making him almost unable to fight anymore.
"Ha, why do I open this kind of channel? It would be good if I can actively inhale my enemy, but it is only effective for the soul, and the other party must leave voluntarily... Could it be that this thaumaturgy wants me to continue Die once?"
He leaned on the ground and panted heavily:
"It's almost dawn."
Xia De didn't know the anomaly caused by his own use of the magic lock in the Xikaer Mountain area. He only knew that he didn't have the strength to go through such a long distance in the narrow space and return to the inner courtyard of Russell Manor, not to mention the attack of evil spirits on the way.
"Fortunately, I was prepared."
With a smile on his pale face, Xia De, who was lying on the ground in front of the door of death, stretched out his hand, and barely took out the key, the door leaf, a toy in the shape of a branch, and two bottles of blood from the items placed in front of the stone door in advance. And the blood bottle left by the priest:
"May the world tree bless me in time."
Panting heavily, he inserted the key into the door, and after turning it, the small door was filled with thick white mist, and even the black wind blowing from the crack behind the door could not shake the mist:
"Sure enough, even here, you can use the time key."
He put his finger into the door, the metal hanging fell to the ground, and Xia De disappeared.
Entering the white mist space in a prone position, and leaving the narrow space, the physical strength immediately recovered rapidly. As if Xia De had the ability to breathe and heal his wounds, after a few breaths, he stood up directly:
"The situation is not bad."
Changing the clothes covered in mud in front of the stone gate with the spare clothes that had been turned into toys, Xia De moved his body and stepped forward without wasting time. The corridor scenery of the Night Manor slowly unfolded.
Turning his head to look at the almost static night in the strange courtyard outside the window, he felt that his physical strength and spirit were still recovering at a normal or even faster speed. Later, I saw that the three bottles in my hand were still there:
"very good."
He is happy with the status quo.
Go forward along the corridor, turn the corner, and enter the long and narrow passage. At the end, the double doors opened automatically, and Xia De walked in directly.
The huge hall that seems to be built for creatures with the height of giants is still the same, but on the table in front of the middle-aged witch, the armored old man, and the twin girls, there are more meals on gold and silver plates that look very sumptuous. And it looks like everyone ate some.
Although it is quiet here, the atmosphere is better than Xia De thought. It seems that during his absence, saints and mortals had other reception activities. At least Xia De saw the gray-haired old man who was gathering cards. With a smile.
"god."
As the door closed automatically behind him, Shad greeted the saint in the red cloak at the end of the long table. The chapped skin that had disappeared after leaving the death gate reappeared, and the saint nodded to him:
"Take a seat quickly. After a short break, the reception will begin."
Xia De came to the end of the long table facing the saint, and the chair automatically opened to let him sit. He looked at the other people attending the reception. The middle-aged woman-like witch showed no expression, the gray-haired old man smiled and nodded at Xia De, while the twin girls were still amazed at the golden light marks that appeared on Xia De's body. .
"The breath of death on your body is really strong, I hope this will not affect your taste of wine tasting."
The saint in the red cloak said softly, but only slightly sighed, and then went straight to the point:
"Then, unexpected guest, this time, did you bring blood that satisfies me in exchange for the qualification to continue participating in this reception?"
"I think so."
Shad put the three small bottles in his pocket on the table
Dear, this chapter is not finished, there is another page ^0^, and it points to the first bottle of blood:
"The blood of the deep-eyed dragon squid is hard to get. I got it from a mermaid."
"Not bad, at least much better than impure dragon blood."
"The blood of the Rhine demon, for this, many people died."
Xia De pointed to the second bottle of blood.
"Oh? Rhine demon? This is rare. This kind of demon who curses blood relationship is absolutely dangerous to my believers."
The saint said, Xia De thought for a while, and then realized that the other party meant that the "Rhine demon" was very lethal to the vampire clan.
"Although I only need to bring two kinds of blood this time, I also brought the third kind."
Xia De pointed to the last vial. The priest left in a hurry, so the blood left behind was very little compared to the other blood that Xia De bought with "a lot of money".
"Looks like interesting stuff."
He waved his hand, and the three bottles in Xia De's hand automatically floated to the other end of the long table.
The cork of the third bottle was automatically opened, and the blood-sucking **** twitched his nose slightly, then narrowed his eyes.
Xia De endured tremendous mental pressure to observe the expression of the other party. While the blood-sucking **** frowned, he said tentatively:
"This blood...may be related to the original angel-Jackel."
Shade asked the priest to leave blood, thinking that the story of Priest Augustus was interesting enough, so his blood might also be valuable. In addition, blood-sucking gods would not curse each other just because they sucked the blood of mortals, so he came up with the priest's idea.
But when he got the spirit rune in the land of the dead, he heard the message from the "first angel", and Xia De had a new idea. The "first angel" seems to be traced back to the first gods, and the first gods are the ancient gods. Maybe he can trace more information about the ancient gods through the "first angel".
The saint nodded slightly:
"It is indeed the original angel."
Xia De opened his eyes slightly to show the excitement in his heart:
"So the original angel was..."
"The first angel, the angel of death, the angel of death, mortals like to use this name."
God said simply, and then changed the subject directly, without giving Xia De a chance to ask questions at all:
"Very good, although the breath of death in this blood is too strong, it is also a good wine. Unexpected guests, you can choose to use this as a gift when you come next time, or you can choose to use this to offset the next Wine tasting request."
After snapping his fingers crisply, ten identical green wine bottles appeared in front of God, and the plates in front of everyone were cleared, and there were more delicious-looking snacks. At the same time, a brand new glass goblet appeared in front of them with a bang:
"Then let's enter the next stage of the reception. Now that I have tasted the fine wines you brought, I can't be stingy with my collection. Here are ten pieces from my collection. Next, I will taste them one by one. What you have to do, To drink with me."
"God, do we need to taste all the blood brew here too?"
Xia De asked, the saint shook his head slightly:
"Each of you, you only need to drink with me three times. But if after I have tasted all the blood brew here, someone still does not have enough three times, then he is probably out of luck, and brought impure dragon blood The mortal king of the world is gone."
The rules of this reception are simple and easy to understand, and the understanding ability of the five people is very good, so there is no doubt about it.
"Also, you guys."
He suddenly looked to Xia De's right, twin girls in black and white gauze skirts. The girls held hands and lowered their heads, under the tremendous pressure of the saint's gaze, they even stopped breathing.
"You two have brought the same blood, then I will treat you as one person. You must taste the same blood brew."
"Yes, God."
the little girls whispered.
"you."
He looked at the old man in armor again. The old man had already gathered the cards and put them into his pocket.
"It was an interesting game just now, maybe in the next break, we can continue. So, you can just drink with me twice."
"Thank you for your mercy, God."
The old man also lowered his head and said that his mental endurance is the worst among the surviving people. At this time, just being glanced at by the saint, his face immediately turned purple.
"Very good. Then ~www.mtlnovel.com~ the second session of the reception—officially begins!"
The tightly tied curtains by the window turned blood red in an instant. The kerosene lamp in the shape of a bat by the wall, the metal material melted and deformed, and turned into a child holding it with sharp teeth and wings. The carpet turned blood red, and a string of slender teeth hung down from the crystal lamp overhead. Even behind the saint, there were strange oil paintings on the wall that was originally hung with tapestries.
In the oil painting, there is a blood-red, gap between the uneven paint, something seems to be flying in groups, but if you look closely, you can only feel dizziness and headache, and even a rust-like taste appears in the mouth for some reason.
The original red carpet seemed to have blood flowing through it, and the dark liquid dyed the carpet with patterns similar to human blood vessels. On the stone bricks of the old hall wall, black blood stains appeared in large swaths, until the whole room was filled with a faint smell of blood.
The spooky night manor night outside the window
Dear, this chapter is not finished, there is another page ^0^ The scene remains the same, but the restaurant, which was originally quite normal, has changed in a somewhat weird direction with the start of the second reception. Not only Xia De frowned, even the witch felt uneasy.
Dear, this chapter is over, I wish you a happy reading! ^0^