Lothar wanted to blurt out, "Okay."
After all, who doesn’t want to watch something boring?
Of course, it’s just a look.
What he was more curious about was what Humphrey planned to talk to him about. Was it to urge him to send troops to rescue Fort Kalle, or to stop it? And what kind of benefits can he get?
Out of caution, Lothar first carefully felt the beast's intuition, but did not notice anything strange. This was enough to show that Humphrey had no ill intentions.
"In that case, Prajna, you and Fulin can rest in the hall next to you."
Seeing Fulin's angry expression, he quickly comforted her: "Don't worry, I won't do anything."
Prajna didn't speak, but nodded slightly.
Fringilla snorted coldly: "Remember what you said, if I look back and smell something strange on you, hum!"
Lothar smiled awkwardly.
Humphrey smiled and said: "Baron Lothar, you really dote on your woman. No wonder you haven't thought about marrying her yet. It's hard for me to let go of such a woman."
Lothar didn't refute, just nodded.
the other side.
Prajna and Fringilla walked through the long and narrow corridor and stopped in a hall.
In this hall, there seemed to be more than a dozen slaves, respectfully holding dinner plates filled with delicacies, standing in front of the dining table waiting.
"This is the treatment that suits my status."
Fringilla said with some joy.
Prajna said nothing.
With a loud noise, a gap suddenly opened in the ground beneath her feet, and lead-gray arms stretched out from the gap and grabbed her ankles.
boom--
Prajna fell directly into the crack.
The moment Fringilla suddenly felt a sense of weightlessness in her body, she instantly transformed into a group of bloody bats. She flapped her wings and flew through her arms with lingering fear, flying to the ceiling.
"what happened?"
She glanced at the crack in the ground anxiously.
"This is a trap!"
"Is this silly big guy going to be okay?"
"Hell, why should I worry about the stupid big guy? If she can't stand it, the rest of them will never be alive."
Fringilla's expression suddenly changed: "By the way, sir, it's terrible!"
The blood-colored bats quickly gathered together and re-condensed into Fringilla's body. She rushed towards the path with some anxiety, but the originally open stone door suddenly closed at this moment.
The slaves holding plates in their hands and expressionless faces all turned their heads and stared at her at this moment.
The next moment, they all grinned and showed a sinister smile.
A kind of fear that makes people worship, enveloped Fringilla's heart for an instant, but she overcame this fear in just a moment, and her eyes instantly turned into pure blood color.
"Get out of here, you pretentious guy!"
"I'm right in front of you."
The servant who led the way smiled politely.
The next second, a bloody spear pierced his body.
"Sorry, I'm here."
Another servant took over.
"Then let's all die!"
Fringilla opened her hand, and her magic power gathered. In her palm, spears made of blood slowly emerged, and the next moment, they shot out.
One after another the servants fell to the ground.
But there was no blood flowing from their wounds, instead, there was a sticky substance like black grease.
These sticky substances quickly solidified into black monsters as if they were alive. Their appearances were all kinds of strange. Some were lying on all fours with a head on their back; some had their limbs replaced by sharp blades; and some were simply Then a black head like a lizard grew.
"Stay here. I can already smell the sweet blood on your body. Devouring you should be enough for me to wake up initially."
The black monsters said in unison.
At this time.
In the crack of the ground, a huge black ghost face suddenly enlarged.
The next moment, Prajna's figure leaped high into the sky.
Her body was covered in dust, and the flesh on her left arm had almost been completely peeled off.
But such an injury did not make her show any pain.
She just looked at the black monsters expressionlessly, and the coldness in her eyes made the bricks under her feet covered with a layer of frost.
"You silly guy, just be fine."
Prajna raised his shield, and the black ghost-faced shield rotated rapidly like saw teeth.
She said concisely and concisely: "Go and save the Lord."
Fringilla shook her head and said: "No, it's too late. I can feel that the two vampire guards in the gargoyle ring are dead. I have other methods. Next, I will leave the matter here to you. "
"Um."
...
The long corridor is airtight all around.
It's like a maze.
This is not right!
Something is very wrong!
This castle did not conform to Lothar's impression of the structure that a castle should have.
Lothar said in surprise: "Sir Humphrey, where do you want to take me?"
"Almost there, almost there."
There was a hint of urgency, vagueness, and a hint of madness in Humphrey's tone.
Lothar stopped and suddenly recalled that beast intuition has a huge drawback, that is, when faced with some high-ranking beings, not only will it not be effective, but it will be misled.
so?
Lothar's face was covered with horror.
"Why don't you leave, Baron Lothar?"
Humphrey also stopped. He turned his head slightly, his face in the darkness, looking as ferocious as a poisonous snake climbing a mountain: "Or have you already seen it?"
Lothar took a deep breath and asked, "What exactly do you want to do?"
"Haha, don't worry, my goal is not to kill you, but just to sacrifice you to the great God - and you will also get the glory of being integrated with the God."
Humphrey's voice became sharper.
His clothes fell to the ground because they were too wide.
The neck and arms have all become slender and narrow, covered with blue-gray scales: "If you don't resist, I can still be gentler to you."
"A follower of the evil god?"
There was a hint of horror in Lothar's eyes. He raised his hand and made a blood magic start.
The curve of the corners of Humphrey's mouth became longer and longer, until he revealed the sharp jagged fangs in his mouth: "I know you are an extraordinary person, but I am too - and you don't have a weapon in your hand, what can you use to fight me?"
Humphrey raised the sharp blade in his hand, and his lizard-like body suddenly jumped out of his clothes and slashed at Lothar.
His speed was extremely fast, just like Lothar felt when he was competing with Hans after being promoted to five stars.
That was an extraordinary power that he couldn't resist.
"Blood Guards, listen to my orders!"
Lothar yelled, and two ghost-like soldiers appeared out of thin air. They were wearing blood-colored trench coats. As soon as they appeared, they rushed towards Humphrey.
The sound of the heart beating violently was like a war drum in this closed corridor.
As soon as they appeared, they all activated the blood waterfall, pushing the attribute values to a level close to Humphrey's.
Lothar, on the other hand, immediately stepped back without looking back.
The enemy's strength is too strong, and he can't be of much help if he stays.
The top priority is to meet up with Prajna and Fringilla immediately.
…
He didn't know how far he ran, but the two vampire soldiers died faster than he imagined.
Following the crazy warning from the beast's instinct, he suddenly stopped.
Humphrey, who should be behind him, appeared in front of him again.
Although at this moment, Humphrey's condition does not look very good.
His scales were riddled with pits etched by strong acid, and one eye was completely blind.
But the expression on his face was still that morbid smile: "Baron Lothar, it would be a pity that two loyal guards died like this. So, I sacrificed them to the god. This It’s such a great gift.”
It can be seen that the scars on his body are recovering quickly, and even the corrosion marks on his scales are quickly being eliminated.
"Stop resisting, haven't you realized yet? This corridor has closed into a circle."
"You can't escape."
Humphrey was approaching step by step, and the terrifying pressure made Lothar feel a trace of despair in his heart.
Damn it, I should have known that the water in this world is very deep, but why did I still take it so lightly?
No, no, someone is guiding me!
The one hidden behind the scenes, the so-called "god" in Humphrey's mouth, has the ability to control people's emotions!
Lothar tried hard to get rid of the fear that kept rising in his heart, but he still felt cold in his hands and feet.
But at this moment, Lothar felt that an extremely terrifying blood magic suddenly emerged from the gargoyle ring in his hand.
This is…
Flynn's power!
The system's prompt sounds: Your servant Fringilla has temporarily lent all his magic power to you by offering a sacrifice to Tepesh's family heirloom: the Gargoyle Ring.
You temporarily activate the special talent: "Tyrant".
The terrifying magic power flowed in his veins like ice-cold snow water.
"Flynn..."
He opened his hand, and a fine layer of blood seeped out from his pores, and then flowed on his body as if alive.
Until, it converged on his right arm.
Here it is.
The blood that condensed into substance surged, turning into ferocious arm guards like bone spurs, raised high on his shoulders and elbows.
Lothar opened her eyes, her eyes filled with scarlet and madness.
Keng——
The blood turned into a sharp blade in the palm of my hand.
Lothar held the blood sword with his right arm.
Look up.
Like a tyrant opening his eyes.
