He found that he was moving in a strange way, and his sense of touch seemed to have a physical form, and he could grab onto things to use his strength. So he kept trying and groping around. Wet and loose, mud and rock, with smooth, delicate water beneath his feet, he felt the obstacle...but not insurmountable.
I can blend into the water. He didn't think there was anything unusual about this idea at first. However, when he tried it, he found that it was not water at all. There is no water as thick and cold as water, it seems to be gradually freezing, swallowing up the heat...Sylvanus withdrew the "touch" like a rabbit touching the flames, memories surged in, followed closely by the depth The soul's heartfelt fear of cold.
He saw himself lying by the pool, his lower body shattered and his head tilted to one side. For a moment, he couldn't tell the difference between the back of his head and his face. If it weren't for the remaining ear, he wouldn't have realized it was his body. Maybe it was a mistake. Missing an ear is not a qualification. Many people have lost their noses, eyes, fingers, knees, half of their heads in battles... In short, what are ears? The bones on the back of the corpse were ridged in all directions, as if they had wings. If that's me, who's standing here?
He shook his head and threw away the stupid idea. In any case, he is still alive, and dead people cannot walk around and sightsee, unless they are undead. But becoming a necromancer also requires conditions, such as a necromancer who can master awakening corpses. Furthermore, the undead and the original soul are not the same individual, especially the mysterious creatures. Their souls are ignited in rituals, and death is equal to the burning out of the flames. Sylvanus's fire was fine, and his sense of magic became even closer. He must have been injured when he fell, but he felt no pain now. I was in better shape than I was in San Carlos, just a little cold.
The cold is always there.
Looking past the mutilated bodies, Sylvanus saw a stone statue. There were stone statues everywhere here, but what made him notice it was the face. This guy was lucky enough to fall down with all his features and limbs intact, a hole in his chest, and a horrific penetrating wound in his thigh. Sylvanus recognized it. Azrube, you damn liar, are you still here today?
He was shaking with cold and laughing. A betrayal? Um? I almost died at your hands, but you died at the hands of a vampire. There is no "almost". Unfortunately, we were both partners before. He was almost out of breath laughing.
Gods bless me and let me see Azrube's body. It would be better if the next stone statue belonged to Lameta. No, why not the White Emissary? Cold fosters hatred. He even looked forward to the death of the Tower Commander. Demons and demon hunters are mortal enemies. They will die sooner or later, and it is best if both of them die. Damn it, go to hell.
"ah……"
He suppressed his laughter. there's noise? For some reason, Sylvanus felt very flustered by this, as if the sound he heard was unusual. Of course it's not normal. I'm supposed to be the only living person here. He feels like he's being teased and becomes angry. As for who he was teasing, he didn't want to admit it.
"Ah ah ah ah ah……"
The moans were rising and falling, ringing in my ears. Sylvanus searched for the sound and slowly approached the source. Obviously this lucky guy will die soon, he thought, so it seems that he is actually very unlucky.
A humanoid vampire lay in the mud. Since he was still breathing, the stone fragments on his body did not spread to the point of blocking his throat. His fire flickered weakly, but somehow Sylvanus felt an irresistible allure in it. what happened? He was shaking all over and felt his blood running cold. It's suddenly so cold... Could it be that I will die before him? This isn't fair.
Sylvanus' moans became more pronounced as he came up to the vampire, breathless and resentful.
"Ahhhhhh..." If nothing else, he wanted me to save him, or beg me to end his pain. Sylvanus believed it was the latter. This vampire is not a mysterious creature, just a mortal. Mortals are weak and stupid. Even if the gods appear in this world, they will only pray for treatment after death. What's more, the vampires are just the cheapest slaves of the vampires, worse than his "fools". Apart from the demons, they are the most useless in Knox. After all, mortals also cultivate resources, and these things are completely worthless.
Just looking at his face, he could tell that the vampire was a haggard middle-aged man. He had one intact eye, half a nose and a rotten tooth. Silvanus looked for it and soon discovered that his other eye accidentally fell into the exposed wound on the bridge of his nose. Could he see the blood now, or smell the black and red damp earth? Or just frantic with pain? This piece of garbage is still breathing shamefully.
Come on, let me save you.
He could do almost anything with his touch, except escape the cold. A bloodborn's fire extinguishes at touch as easily as snuffing out a candle with one's fingers. The world suddenly returned to silence. The only thing he regretted was that there was no burning pain. Silvanus felt like he was freezing. This was not a physical sensation, but a paralysis and sluggishness in his mind. Even in the vampire's cell before, he was not as cold as he is now. He had almost lost all understanding of the concept of heat.
But no matter what, he is still alive and conscious, while the Bloodborn is dead. Ironically motivated by this fact, Sylvanus moved on, looking for the next lucky half-dead man. There was no point in doing it, but he got a kick out of it.
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"Did you see it?" Seroma said, "That piece of smoke is moving against the wind. It's such a beautiful arc. It's getting farther and farther away from the pool."
"I don't care about the smoke." His companion was uninterested.
In fact, a dying person will not pay attention to anything that is not a matter of life and death. She desperately wanted to return to Byrne, but the Black Knight was out of town and no one could find him. Seroma could only take his sisters to settle on Gray-winged Bird Island. At least there was something that could help here.
"Don't keep thinking about the wound." He warned gently like comforting a little girl who broke her knee. "Look at the wonderful scenery around you, it won't hurt so much."
Lord Mercury's injuries were more serious than when she left Six Fingers Castle. Fortunately, the nameless one's fire was always tenacious and prevented her from dying in the sea. Of course, a bigger part of the reason was that the White Envoy chose to deal with his "Eternal Fire" together with the little witch. Lametta only faced an apprentice and a witchcraft puppet. The young apprentice was a clerical knight, and Seroma didn't know how she got herself into such a mess.
Lametta gave him her sharpest glance, trying to hide her weakness. "If you just want to appreciate my expression before death, then stay away from me and make as much noise as you want."
She still had to rely on him for support. Magic potions and mysteries were not enough to recover from the injury, and the woman finally showed some tenderness. Seroma suspected that her companion had never slept with Dmitri. Alini once joked with him, "Our Mercury Lord might be more feminine if he had a bunch of children to breastfeed." Alini quickly paid the price. Because this move directly aroused Lametta's hatred, no one was willing to speak for him when the Black Knight beat him.
But I am not Alini. His eyes followed the smoke, not paying attention to Lametta's annoyance. To be honest, he didn't like her very much. Lord Mercury was the kind of insidious person who was planning something even when they were at peace with each other. No light elemental being would like her. But compared to the Black Knight, Lametta is at least still a living person. And exposed conspiracies are easier to spot.
Lord Seroma of the Flame Moon, the demon lord of the starless night, what he hopes most in this life is to be with an upright partner, and it is best to be someone who doesn't care if his partner is a nightingale who can rebel at any time. How touching. Maybe the gods will favor him one day and make everyone as stupid as Shimmer Lord Alini. If Lametta gives me what I want, he thought, then I wouldn't mind sleeping with her.
They came to the edge of the pool, where thick waves of blood were churning under the sweet mist. However, these waves are not blood, but some ancient alchemical product, otherwise even Lametta would be disgusted. The aesthetics of vampires have never been worthy of expectations.
"Do you want me to give you a push?" Lametta hesitated to move, so Seroma kindly said that she could help.
"Are you sure that Drablay is not here and will be gone for at least three hours?"
"Maybe three and a half hours." The time for the vampire prince to resolve his internal crisis must also be taken into account. "In short, the ladder is running on time, and everything in the secret ceremony is as usual."
"I know more about it than you do." Lord Mercury choked him.
Seroma didn't refute. The Arcanum of Pain was the discovery of a dark wizard, and she spent decades working here before Lametta decided to use its final splendor as bait for the Vampires. The Mystery is a natural phenomenon that is difficult to control for a long time. Its power continues to expand and accumulate under suppression until it exceeds the limits of the dark wizard. When he passed the news to Trolbane Drablay as an ally, the blood prince who didn't know the stakes really took the bait. It’s just that Lametta is obviously not responsible for after-sales service, and Trolban may only get destruction.
"But the cauldron is not the result of your research." Seroma reminded. He didn't want Lametta to turn around and turn into a big bloodthirsty bat.
"It's just an alchemy product." Lord Mercury said, "The crystallization of blood is rich in nutrients for vampires, but I only need the active ingredients in it."
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