Eventually, the Victors suffered six miscarriages.
The quality of the newborn improved with each attempt, from a half-formed insult to a dragon to a perfect version of Manling Victor without the skin. The Grail kept wailing, surrounded by a huge pool of blood and corpses, while everyone else looked at him in silence. No one dared to speak.
When the Holy Grail creates a blood bubble, Delicious Malfi joins the party and travels through a portal to hell. "What did I miss?" The demon noticed the cup and the lake of blood, and his mood improved significantly. "Then...is that what I thought?"
"My minion is going to have a baby." Winkle wondered if he had misunderstood the minions' biological cycle. "Own".
"Satanic resurrection!" Malfoy raised his pliers. "I've never seen that before! Mr. Victor, you can do it!"
"Minion, stop talking nonsense." Winkle glanced at Allison, who was heavily in debt. "You, help my chief of staff carry the body to term!"
"What's the matter, your majesty?" the fairy dared to retort, and Winkle blamed her heavy debt load rather than a lack of education. "Put my hands in the blood?"
"Stop talking, slave!"
"do what?"
"This issue!"
"Corpse..." Cup Victor screamed, the blood bubble becoming bigger than the house. "The body is here!"
"I hope it's a girl!" Julie said excitedly.
"I wish I was a princess!"G
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ake added.
"I'm going to throw up," Nate Kia said, making it clear that he was completely unsupportive of what happened to Victor.
Finally, the bubble burst, and Manling Victor was released back into the world with blood on his head.
The body was washed to the sidewalk, the cup losing its life along the way. Winkle glanced at the newborn child and, to his delight, had succeeded for the seventh time. There are no mismatched wings, no mismatched organs, and no snake fingers.
"Oh my gosh," said Manlin Victor, as Sweet Chocolate and Not Tasty Alison helped him to his feet. "Oh, that sucks."
"But it's cheap," Winkel declared, proud that his minister had saved him money.
"I feel like my liver is in the wrong place," complained Manlin Victor as Knight Kia cast a healing spell on him. "It feels worse than King Wotan's lightning."
"Wota
?" Grandpa scratched the back of his head. "This name sounds familiar. "
"A lightning fairy who never dies," Winkle reminded him before sending him away. "I buried him under the volcano."
"Yes, that's the wayward fairy!" Grandpa smiled, as if recalling a funny joke. "I still remember him trying to get my attention and get my fairy princess back by throwing lightning bolts at me. It was funny, but I had to poke him gently in the eye to make him stop."
"Well, it's a complete waste of time," Fuliben said, with members of his expedition team backing him up. "Now, can we decide what to do with this bounty?" I'm going to go and forget about you all. "
"Reward?" Fankel glared at the lich, then glanced at the mummy and the large amount of loot left behind by the locals of Eldorado. Everything there left a shining impression on him, but he needed his chief of staff to use his "treasure eye" Pe
k to determine their exact value.
"Fu
i, is this the dragon you've been telling us about?" Fankel noticed Freebon again and found that he was surrounded by a group of would-be followers. An elf, an orc, a pika and a bird ;They are filled with the confidence of a seasoned adventurer." Vai
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"No, it's another stupid dragon," Fuliben replied with heavy sarcasm, then calmed down. "Unfortunately, that's him."
"He's so big!"
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"Yes, it's me, Knight Class, but you have to call me Your Majesty." The dragon said proudly. "With a capital m, I can tell."
"How?" The elf frowned and took a step back when she saw Wenke glaring at her.
"What did these beggars say?"G
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Ake asked.
"I thought the Lich's lackeys would talk such nonsense."
"Ah, Lich, are you a Lich?" G
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He nodded, unaware of his fall. "This reminds me of that Lich Princess I caught in Tsaria after a long chase through a winter storm. She was a very proud and ancient creature, but, alas, couldn't socialize . She kept killing my minions for no reason because she had undead rabies; I had to euthanize her."
"Is there a princess in danger?" Julie asked, eager to learn from the best.
"Of course, the world of princesses is full of beasts...and none is worse than Princess Manling." Beware the Princesses Manling, young Julie. Because of all the animals, they are the only ones that kill for money. "
"Yes, yes, can we share the spoils now?" Fuliben was swallowed by greed and said hurriedly. "We can break it into three parts, with each part representing a group that contributed to the fight."
"Good idea!" Winkle replied, dividing the treasure into three parts. He took the brightest ones, including the dragon-sized ring.
"Julie, this is yours." He gave his beautiful niece a large sum of money, including armor made of shining stone. The innocent dragon immediately pounced on her prize as if it were her own treasure.
"Part Three," Fuliben threatened to take it, so Wankel took the stolen goods to protect himself. "It's also mine, as the old dragon's share."
"What?" The gold-killer dared to challenge this fair distribution of resources. "This is theft!"
"Fu
i, don't speak ill of the dragon..." his orc friend begged, but the lich remained filled with hatred.
"If you take it, you'll turn it into lead!" Fankel glared at Furibang. "You will never touch a dime on my watch again!"
"Turn it into lead?"G
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Ake frowned.
"He is the gold hunter Frippon, the enemy of all treasures!" Julie glared at the lich, showing her excellent judgment. "He turned his uncle's gold into lead and used evil magic to harm him!"
"Once!" Fuliben's reply seemed to excuse his heinous crime. "once!"
"One time is too many!" Vai
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"I don't know what you mean, young lich." "With magical talents like that, you can use your power to satisfy greater greed."
"For once in my life I turn treasure into lead!" the Lich let out an angry scream. "I have no interest in going against you fire dragons anymore. I once loyally helped you fight against Sabra's voters! Don't I have the right to give me another chance?"
"Yes, you saved my Julie from death and an expensive resurrection," Vankel admitted. "But this is not enough to make up for the crimes you committed against the Dragon Clan."
"Then what to do?"
Winkle frowned at the undead. He dismissed his protests as mere deception, but the more he heard, the more suspicious he became. Does Fuliben really want to atone for his sins?
"You," Winkle turned to the Lich allies hiding behind the undead master, "why are you on the side of evil?"
The lich's minions exchanged glances until the elf found the courage to speak. "Listen, Your Majesty, I know that Flibon can be difficult to get along with sometimes. He is an undead man who hates nature, has a weird temper, and has no sense of humor-"
"Your support warms my heart," Fulibon lied because he didn't have it.
"But he's a good teammate."
"He has been with us since the State of Bahrain sent us on the exploration fleet." "I can't remember how many times he saved us from monsters."
"Yeah, he helped us draw the jungle map so that people could settle on the border, and he never asked for anything in return!" said the orc. "I know there's bad blood between you two, but... maybe you can... consider reconciling?"
Fankle was confused. How would burying weapons solve the problem?
Despite this, the Lich's minions did not display any mental control, nor were they possessed.
ibo
Bewitched by the evil power. Do they really like him? Has Winkel's nemesis really changed his ways?
Julie seemed confused. "Uncle, what should we do?" she asked. "He is evil, but my (Paladin) profession requires me to give any villain who asks for redemption a chance."
"I've already helped you," Fullibon said. "What other evidence do you need?"
"So, I've been under a nasty spell, and I've been looking for a wizard who can lift it." Grandfather cleared his throat, preparing to impart wisdom. "Since I can hear your voice, that means you are rich enough by my servant standards."
The lich froze. "What does it mean?"
"You can repay your debt to the dragon by helping me hunt the princess." G
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Be in awe of His infinite dragon generosity. Can the maggot really give that weak lich a second chance?
Even Fuliben was stunned by the generous offer. "Li Xue——"
"I am a dragon." Grandfather reminded the necromancer with a fatherly smile. "You are my servant now."
"Fu
i, maybe we should listen to your suggestion. said the lich's elven ally. "It can't be that bad." "
"Do you want to be a slave to the dragon?" The lich insulted the ancient dragon system.
"Slave!" Winkle defended the legitimate dragon way. "Slaves don't have holidays!"
"I mean, we get paid for our work, right?" asked the Lich's orc friend.
"One-tenth," Grandrac replied with a friendly nod.
"From what you told us about Victor Dalton, he rose to sixty levels in less than a year and gained countless wealth," the half-orc explained his reasons , "We can explore this world under the protection of a dragon——"
"Are you really going to do this to me now?" Fulibang said in surprise.
"Do you refuse to reform the True Dragon Way?" Vai
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"I won't be a servant of the dragon like Dalton!" Fu
ibo
Rejecting offers of rehabilitation, he became trapped in his vices.
"Then," Fankel bravely spread his wings. "There is only one way to resolve our differences, Lich."
"Come on," Fulibon replied, lightning crackling between the eyes of his two opponents.
Um…
Victor felt terrible.
Your soul has a new container. You regain access to your class and personal privileges, and your connection to your [Black Chalice] and [Charon's Scythe] becomes stronger! Your type is changed to [Slime/Dragon].
Permanent +6 VIT, -6 SKI and -6 AGI. You are immune to [Evil] and [Crit], but you are now vulnerable to [Holy] and [Blood] effects.
You got [Bloodborne] Monster Pe
k.
[Bloodborn]: You gain a +4 bonus on saving throws against physical debuffs, diseases, paralysis, poisons, and hostile polymorph effects. Drain and cleanse attacks deal super effective damage to you.
Slime He was considered a scumbag. Today is getting better and better.
Oh my god, Victor turned into a humanoid impersonator. It's best not to mention this to anyone. He is noticeably slower and has more difficulty with physical coordination, possibly as his brain adjusts to his new body. "It's terrible," he said. "I'll never do it again."
"We women do it for eight months, not hours," Allison teased him. "You got away with it."
"Don't compare it to having a baby!" Victor replied angrily. "I'm not a male seahorse!"
"I'm sorry, you're so funny," the dryad said, her face turning sympathetic, and she put a comforting hand on his shoulder. "Thank you for taking this responsibility for me, Vic. I won't forget it."
"It doesn't matter, just make sure I don't die a fourth time. I feel like this will be the last time."
Victor successfully stood up and regained enough motor control to stand without assistance. Chocolati
e gave him a towel to cover his flesh, and Kia handed him the sickle. "Thank you," he said, using the weapon as a cane. "I, uh, I need a shower."
"No, you know," Kia pinched her nose with two fingers.
"And new armor, Mr. Victor," Malfoy said, patting his back. "It has the emblem of the Happy Land on the back."
"About this, Kia, can you contact Miel for me?" Victor asked the Paladin: "She won't answer my telepathic calls."
"Well, that's strange, because I haven't been able to summon any angels since yesterday, not even during our battle with Aknapape." The knight glared at Malfoy while the demon chuckled of his own. Giggling. "What?"
"I need to apologize for something," Victor said. “Is there a way to heaven? Other than death?”
"You can walk," Kia shrugged. "We found a portal to the elemental plane, so there must be a portal to heaven somewhere."
"Like the one in the castle basement?" Chocolate asked, Felix the cat jumping into her free arms. "What does an angel smell like?"
"Like a demon!" Malfoy said, rolling on the ground uncontrollably.
"That's what I'm trying to say," Kia said, crossing her arms. "I discovered that the First Men created gates to different planes of existence around the world, which they used to capture slaves and bring them to Overmonde. The Gates of Hell in Silent Grove may be one of them."
Thinking of what she had said before, Victor immediately guessed what the paladin was thinking. "You think aliens at least have a tunnel to Earth through which they could smuggle weapons."
Now that he thought about it, it made sense. His [Monster Insight] tells him that Wotan inspired the legend of Odin, which means he has visited Earth at least once in the past.
"I have considered the question, and I am now firmly convinced that the native humans evolved from the captives brought from Earth to Overmond in ancient times." "Elves, dwarves, and many others inhabit this planet The same goes for species on the planet."
"If they had access to Earth for so long, why didn't they conquer it?" Alliso
asked. "Our ancestors could not have stood up to a monster like King Bara'ur."
"Maybe their power is limited there," Kia hinted. "Except for reincarnation, not even gods can affect our world."
"These monsters come from raw, wild magic," Allison ponders. "It's likely that, on an aircraft without batteries, they would only last for a short period of time before they would need to go home to 'recharge'."
"Do any of you want to go home?" Chocolate asked with drooped ears. She is afraid that her friends will leave her.
"No," Allison replied grimly. "I have nothing to go back to."
Kia shook her head. “There’s so much to do here.”
"Same, except telling my family I'm still alive," Victor replied. "I agree with Kia. If aliens have a portal to Earth, they threaten not only our world, but Earth as well. Now that they can upgrade, they are even more dangerous."
"Level?" the KIA asked.
"Players can now level up," Chocolati
e said. "I recognized Wota
Some of the special skills belong to the (Storm Lord) and (Caesar) professions. "
"I don't know how, but they've got their souls," Victor said, and Kia's fists clenched tighter. "Camilla and Shesha told me that fo
o
s is Se
ica goes on a wild hunt with the goal of polishing. "
"Since Ofremond is round, if we keep going west, we should reach any version of Japan or Australia in this world." Kia hit her left palm with her right fist, obviously preparing to write down a name. "I think we should hit them hard while they're still vulnerable."
"Agreed." Victor nodded. "If they widen the level gap, they might become... hmm?"
For the first time since the discussion began, he noticed Seagren's shadow in the background. It had always been there when he was Grakun, but... now that he had his own body, she was supposed to be gone.
"What are you doing here?" Victor asked the bare shadow. The Valkyrie just stared at him.
"Vic?" Chocolati
e asked. "Vic, who are you talking to?"
"I think I see dead henchmen now..."
