"Unless you destroy your head, even if you stab me, it won't do anything!" The baron withdrew the arm that passed through his chest. "Look, I don't even use weapons, and the power gap between you and me is irreparable. Okay. , I want to eat you!"
The Blood Baron pushed Griffith to the ground, mounted up, grabbed his throat and looked at him to see which part was more delicious.
"Ah! I can't wait any longer!" Baron Anselm opened his fangs and bit the trainee knight's throat.
After a stinging pain, the world seemed to quiet down.
Am I going to die? ...It’s no longer possible, it’s a fatal injury.
The soul link with Sonia has not taken effect, and it seems that there is a considerable distance between the two.
Griffith's consciousness began to blur, and he could barely feel that his blood was rapidly draining away along with his life. It won't be long before he becomes a wrinkled, dry, flat corpse.
"Hey, soldier brother, can you go wash yourself up and come to me?"
"It's my fault. I shouldn't embarrass the soldiers who are participating in the dance for the first time. Can you dance?"
"Hey! You know it! Human boys are indeed more interesting!"
Only Galadia's cheerful words remained in Griffith's hazy consciousness, and what emerged in his mind was her nimble, light steps and slim back.
Oh, by the way, human boys are indeed more interesting. What do you mean? Has she ever had a boyfriend? So concerned, I have to ask her.
Griffith's body struggled as if driven by this thought.
Baron Anselm was eating on Griffith like a wild beast. It takes a while to draw blood through the throat.
The vampire baron, who had not tasted pure blood for a long time, did not notice at all that the unarmed human was slowly raising his left hand, which was severed at the wrist, and pointed the bloody section at his head.
The blood on the broken wrist quickly condensed into ice cubes and turned into a sharp ice pick.
"What!" The vampire baron, who suddenly sensed the danger, had not had time to raise his head when an ice pick pierced his temple and started stirring. At the same time, Griffith's broken right hand held him down hard.
"Ooooooo! What is this! It hurts! So hard! So thick!"
The baron screamed and used his terrible strength to free himself. However, there was already a big hole in his brain that could be inserted into with a finger, and brains and blood spewed out. As soon as he broke free, he fell to the ground and began to twitch.
Did you kill him? This blood ice cone is actually so effective. Griffith regained his strength like a flashback, turned over and thrust the icepick into the Baron's eye socket, then turned it around vigorously.
…
Where are Galadia and the others now? Is it safe?
Griffith lay on the baron's twitching body, and fragments flashed through his mind like a revolving lantern, and he could no longer tell what was an illusion and what was reality.
"You seem to be full of unwillingness~" came a somewhat familiar voice, "Why don't you try to absorb the essence of this vampire yourself? Starting from sucking blood, Minos will try to help you purify it and let you live."
Is it the will of Minos, the bone ring?
Griffith, who was already on the verge of death, turned over and bit into the body of the Vampire Baron as if grasping a life-saving straw, devouring the flesh and blood from the wound in his belly.
"Your desire to survive is really strong. Don't you usually have to negotiate some terms? For example - Minos, what's the price?" Minos teased in a strange tone, "Okay, swallow it. , like a mouse swallowed by a snake, struggling with feces and urine!"
Under the dark woods, a figure lay on top of another figure, first making a strange swallowing sound, and then a beast-like biting sound.
I don't know how long it took, but Griffith stood in the clearing in the forest with his hands and feet intact, looking at his healed broken limbs and his chest that had been penetrated not long ago.
Minos said calmly:
“You have saved your life from near death, there is good news and bad news.
“The good news is that you have retained some of the vampire’s powerful self-healing characteristics, and your ability to heal injuries is as good as that of a troll;
"The bad news is that you ate a dark creature and your sanity is falling off a cliff."
"Why can I save my life by eating a corrupted vampire?" Griffith looked at the broken remains on the ground. "Eating corrupted creatures cannot have a healing effect. I should also die or mutate."
This powerful, chaotic and evil vampire baron has turned into a pile of decaying remains, disappearing bit by bit in the cold wind of the night, leaving Griffith unable to identify which parts he had eaten.
Probably the soft wound area on the stomach...
"Eating mutated creatures will only leave the corpses of two mutated creatures lying here," Minos responded, "But Minos converted the extraordinary characteristics of the vampires into energy that you can use, mixing it with the holy spirit you just obtained. The knight’s extraordinary characteristics were ignited to drive them, and the healing was completed with the support of some unburned vampire extraordinary characteristics that you were contaminated with.”
"I didn't expect you to have such power?" Griffith said in awe, "What is your identity?"
Minos is still doing the same thing:
"Minos, collects the essence and assists the holder to evolve to a more advanced life form.
"Now you are still infected by the extraordinary characteristics of a small number of dark creatures, and some of the extraordinary characteristics of the agents have also remained. You may gain some abilities, and you may also gradually develop some unknown hobbies and madness. Everything remains to be seen. If you don't want to go crazy, stop trying to drink blood.
"Most of your original Extraordinary characteristics were shattered in the process just now. Holy Light Strike can no longer be used, and the insignificant ability is irrelevant. The Extraordinary characteristics of the Spellbreaker are now dominant. Comprehensive Due to various factors, you have the physical conditions of a Sequence 8 Barrier Breaker, but have not yet acquired the corresponding extraordinary abilities. As you grow, your advancement direction is still the path of a Spell Breaker.
"Minos collected the rare source of the vampires and mastered the knowledge of the blood curse; but Minos has not yet mastered the knowledge of the blood runes, so you cannot use the blood curse for the time being.
"Next, you must always remember the fact that you have been infected and corrupted by darkness. The infection will push you into the abyss of madness, just like the person you just eaten, who will do some crazy things, say Some of the same crazy things as him. Once you completely lose your mind, you will become an irredeemable monster and face death in both the physical and human social senses.
"Explore the way out as soon as possible. The longer you stay in this forest, the more madness you will accumulate. Your originally good sanity has suffered heavy losses from eating mutated creatures. Act quickly before you go crazy."
Minos fell silent immediately after saying his last words. No matter how much Griffith called, he no longer responded.
I still have many questions to ask, such as why I didn’t get Baron Anselm’s memory fragment, which is very valuable; in addition, the Baron’s sequence should not be low, how could his characteristics be burned together with the extraordinary characteristics of the agent? No more... Griffith thought worriedly as he reached out to grab a broken branch and quickly cut a sharp angle on one end with a dagger to use as a weapon.
Now he has been significantly improved in self-healing, strength, agility and mental power, and has also mastered the knowledge of two magic spells of Baron Anselm: transforming into a black bat swarm and creating blood puppets.
Griffith gave it a try, preparing to create a puppet that could be driven. As soon as he had this idea, noise roared in his brain like a storm, almost exploding him.
The blood curse failed like other curses. It seems that to use these two curses, you still need to condense the runes of corresponding attributes through Minos.
Griffith tried the Holy Light Strike obtained after the advancement again. Sure enough, it couldn't be started. The essence of Holy Light Strike is to pray, asking for the gaze of the Holy Light and its power. The degenerated Griffith is no longer a standard paladin, so he will naturally not be favored or favored.
However, the liquidation from fighting instinct and physical fitness can still be used. More importantly, Griffith, who was originally destined to die, survived by chance and became a barrier breaker with little ability. This is already a good result.
The corpse of the vampire baron was completely weathered and disappeared into the cold wind. A black dagger appeared on the bare dirt.
This is a magical weapon. The blade was no more than ten inches long, and the hilt was as dark and deep as obsidian. The center of gravity and structure are perfect, and it is extremely flexible to flip between the wrists.
The Baron did not use this weapon throughout the battle. Maybe it's because his own strength is enough to crush Griffith and the others. On the other hand, maybe it's because this weapon has special meaning to him, and its value as a souvenir is higher than that of the weapon.
Griffith tried out the dagger with great interest, and then poured his spiritual power into it according to the knowledge in the book, establishing a connection with the magic weapon.
Soon, some new knowledge appeared in his mind.
"Corrupted Feather Sword.
"This demon blade is imbued with the aura of corruption, causing severe and continuous shadow damage when it hits the target. This effect will only appear once every half hour.
"Using or looking at this magic blade will confuse the mind of the wielder, but the effect can be avoided as long as the sword is sheathed.
"This is not the shape that the feather sword should be in. Maybe you can find someone to try to purify it."
The blade that was supposed to be silver no longer showed any trace of its original light. Griffith carefully played with this monster weapon and discovered that there was a line of beautiful elven writing engraved on the top of the hilt.
It turned out to be the work of elves. Griffith did learn some elven writing and could identify its meaning.
"May the starlight always protect my Knight Roland."
This weapon was given to Knight Roland by an elf, and then fell into the hands of Baron Anselm?
Is it the Knight Roland in the ballad? Griffith was excited. This legendary warrior has traveled all over the continent. The adventures of him and his companions are sung by songs, and is the goal pursued by every trainee knight in their childhood dreams.
If it was really him, then the elf who gave Knight Roland this feather fencing sword was probably the elf who took the adventure with him. Her name in the story is Tidwesi, a legendary ranger from Canaan.
Galadia probably knows her!
Griffith, who felt that he had obtained a clue, happily put the corrupted feather fencing sword on the belt around his waist, turned around and found a wooden stick from the ground with a shape and length that satisfied him, and cut it into a stick with a dagger. A wooden gun.
While he was doing these things, he was humming an unknown ditty, as if his mood was not heavy at all and the situation was going well.
Okay, now we have to find a way out. Well, where am I?
Griffith suddenly became flustered, and his cheerful mood disappeared in an instant. It has been a while since I entered the Whispering Forest. The ubiquitous pollution and corruption in the forest have eroded my sanity to an unknown extent. The longer I stay here, the more deadly it becomes.
At this time, there was a noise in the nearby trees. The trainee knight immediately raised his wooden gun and pointed it at the location where the sound came from.
A short figure emerged from the darkness. It is wearing a warm black coat and a gentleman's round hat.
Brownie No. 2887, Gosila!
It climbed out of the dark shrubs, looked at the apprentice knight not far away, smiled and patted the soil on its body, took off its small round hat and bowed.
"Good evening, Shutoral."
