Whispering Poems

Whispering Poems Chapter 613

2022-01-20

Chapter 611 Blood Brewing

As the medicine was swallowed, the old man clenched his right hand and knocked He glanced at the table and closed his eyes, showing a more terrifying expression than he had just drank the blood of poison insect. But at least the tendency of his body to swell has stopped. Although the body is still oozing blood, the swollen body is also shrinking inward.

Apparently, this time he held on again. This also means that Shade and the old man have all spent the second round of the God's Wine Party organized by the god of blood-sucking, and the girls need to drink two more times, and Demonness needs one more time.

"Thank you."

The old man, who had returned to normal, thanked the girls a little tired. This time he didn't take out the ring as a thank you, but he obviously wouldn't forget it. people who have helped them.

"The ninth blood brew, ether wine. The origin of this blood brew is very interesting. Its raw materials are some magical creatures from another god I have traded with. The bottle was I threw myself into the deep-sea vortex, concentrated under the pressure of the deep-sea for tens of thousands of years, and then added some deep-sea monster blood as a flavoring material. In my opinion, this bottle of wine is a cherished mouthwash, after all, except for the taste Except for some special ones, it can only provide mortals with unimaginable huge spirits."

"I want to try it."

Demoness said immediately.

“So do we.”

The girls also raised their hands.

The ninth blood brew was tasted without incident. Although Shade was moved, he did not propose to try it again. Demoness digested that huge spirit, at the cost of her looking ten years older.

And the twin girls didn't drink blood brew for free this time. After they drank the drink together, Shade actually saw the hearts of the two, hooked by a black chain illusory shadow. Together.

The gigantic spirit in the blood and wine directly visualized the bond about "twin" in the family inheritance contract. As the spirit was digested, the chain connected to the heart trembled rapidly.

As the elder sister, the girl in the white skirt almost bit her lip, but she didn't make a sound, and the girl in the black skirt cried out in pain. If the Demoness sitting beside them hadn't kindly rescued them and instructed them to shake out the deadly spirit that had accumulated in their bodies to the ordinary person, I'm afraid it would be difficult for the girls to continue to be normal.

But after having survived the abundant spirit in the ether wine and learned how to use the power that does not belong to them under the guidance of Demoness, they are getting closer and closer to officially awakening to become Demoness.

The time has come to the 27th minute when Shade entered the Nightshade Manor, and the ten bottles of wine in front of the saint have also been opened 9 bottles. It seems that this blood-sucking god is counting the time so that Shade can leave just in time.

"The last bottle of blood brew, the wine of the soul. I went to the place where the soul ends, and fetched a bowl of clean water."

He nods to Shade:
" Yes, the same place you just left. I have fused the blood of the vampires I have exterminated, the bottle and the wine, in the soul of the mortal baby I have chosen, and let the wine be with him Spend a lifetime and witness everything that the Spirit of Soul Scripture has gone through. Ninety-nine times in this cycle, I have this bottle of wine."

This god doesn't mind the trouble at all in order to obtain good wine.

The cork popped open, and everyone at the table, including Shade, couldn't help but looked towards the mouth of the wine bottle. They don't need to be introduced by gods, they also understand the function of this bottle of wine-

It makes the soul stronger.

No mortal soul can resist such a temptation, even if Shade's soul can infect the divinity, it is also attracted by this opportunity.

"Only an absolutely powerful soul can drink it. A river can hold the impact of a stream, but an ant hole absolutely cannot."

The god said, looking towards the twin girls :
"The medicine in your pillbox doesn't have any effect on soul damage. So, are you going to drink this last glass of wine with me?"

The girls don't want to agree or not. , this is the last bottle of blood brew. They looked at each other in blank dismay because apparently, even with the ties of the soul and the strength of family inheritance, they were not "soul strong" by any means.

"Wait a minute."

This time it was Shade who spoke, and he glanced at the girls:
"You said, I can use what I brought The third bottle of wine cancels out an opportunity to drink blood brew. Now that I have had three glasses of wine with you, can I give this opportunity to these two little girls?"

Although this It means that Shade will find another kind of blood next time, but for him, it is just a matter of time and gold pounds.

"Of course, but...they have two of them, and you can only offset a glass of wine."

The sage said in a tranquil voice.

"I'm the elder sister, I'm coming to Hah!"

The girl in the white skirt said immediately, reaching out to get the cup, but was caught by the girl in the black skirt who always seemed cowardly Stopped:

"No, you've done enough, Grace."

She stared at her elder sister, showing that she never showed Strength:

"You've always been protecting me, that's how it was since I was a child. We agreed to be together forever, is it only you who can pay for me?"

"But I'm the elder sister"

"Girls, please be quiet."

Shade stopped it in time for what seemed like a court novel, a story Dorothy might be interested in , but he didn't have much time to listen to the conversation between the two sisters:

"I'll drink instead of them."

He looked up again towards the god at the table.

Without even giving others a chance to react, the bottle of soul wine was poured into the wine glasses at both ends of the long table.

Shade took a deep breath, raised his glass and stared at the gods:

"I have to admit, this was indeed a very good reception."

He said With words of praise that don't want gold pounds.

"Thank you for the compliment, your taste is really good."

The gods also responded, they toasted together and touched the front slightly across the long table. There was really a sound of glass colliding.

Shade gulped down the glass and felt the soul draw strength, but no pain. The soul, which is enough to store divinity, is completely unaffected by this glass of wine.

“Sir.”

The girls wanted to say thanks, but Shade was running out of time.

"Then we'll see you next time, god of blood-sucking, next time I'll bring a better gift."

He said, standing up and ready to turn towards the door. Shade prefers to walk into the White Fog Sect himself rather than being dragged away by an invisible force.

The twin girl wanted to open her mouth to thank her, but Shade, who had already reached the door, heard the voice of God.

I don't know when it became the double door of the scarlet, which opened automatically in front of Shade, revealing the endless white fog behind. Shade stood at the door and turned and looked towards the blood-sucking god, who held the empty cup and said softly:

"I noticed that you were helping the mortals here? Unexpected guest, do you want to do A good man?"

This is the Delarion of the Sixth Age.

"No, I just want to do what I want to do."

Saint said:

"I appreciate the kindness you show me. "

Shade didn't speak, and he would be gone in more than ten seconds. These matters can be left for next time.

"But I'm curious, if you mastered the ability to suck blood, would you use it to empower yourself."

While not showing too much cruelty, Evil God Sure enough, it is Evil God.

"God, please allow my offense, I refuse to be a vampire."

Shade said, and counted down in the heart:

"Three ."

There is simply not enough time for Evil God to force him to transform, unless the opponent dares to do it when Shade is pulled into the White Fog Sect.

"No, no, I'm not interested in transforming you. I mean, would you like to hear me tell my story?"

The saint put his hands together on the table, The tapestry with the scarlet symbol behind it trembled slightly, no, even the strangely shaped kerosene lamp on the wall and the string of teeth hanging from the red crystal chandelier began to tremble.

"Two."

He spoke:
"Sorry, I have to go now."

"Then."

The blood-sucking god seemed to be laughing, very proud. While Shade was backing up, the white mist gradually enveloped him.

"One! Ha, I'm safe!"

"What do you think of the ten stories I told about winemaking just now?"

Finally A word came into his ears, and the white mist in front of him completely blurred Shade's vision. He could only see the saint's scarlet eyes, as if the eyes that could drag any soul into a pool of blood were staring at him.

"It turns out that he was thinking of this"

[The blood-sucking god looks down on the earth from the sky, brewing endless blood brew with mighty power, desire and bloody hands. It's a manic thirst for blood, it's the perfect collection of weirdness, and it's a chaotic tale of blood and wine. ]

[You listened to the story of the old god "Vampire Duke Lauer", and you learned about one of the Blasphemy's of the old god "Vampire Duke Lauer". ]

"Wait, you won't say, I'm about to become a vampire just because I listened to the story of the god's brewing?"

[Outlander, you got A spell - blood wine brewing. ]

(end of this chapter)