Richard's two arms were like steel hoops, one side of which encircled Béderick's neck, and the other side of which was already close to success.

In the face of absolute power suppression, these two people are like rag dolls being dragged forward by children, completely unable to move.

"Eat first, how can you eat when your hands are dirty. "It's the first time I've seen the lord of Alpine Fort without a stinky face, and he's looking hospitable for the first time since he started to eat.

"That's fine, but don't rely on my magic stone. ”

The attendant wanted to object, and since his hands were already covered with mud and blood, it was better to get the magic stone out first. But as soon as he tried to speak, the arm pressing on his chest suddenly became heavier, squeezing out all the air in his lungs.

"Hmm......" The attendant let out a few muffled snorts of unknown meaning, and his feet drooped to the ground and were dragged away.

Under the deliberate creation of the owner, the atmosphere in the restaurant quickly became warm. All kinds of delicacies were served like water, and the sweet rum bottles were opened, and several customers quickly began to indulge in the enjoyment of their mouths.

............

As the sun sank below the horizon completely, the world began to regain its grip on darkness and cold. This winter is extremely cold, and the temperature is already a little cold, taking a deep breath is like ice water pouring into the lungs, and when you spit it out, it will turn into a white mist and take away the body temperature one by one.

Dracula and a few of the warriors of the Alpine Fort stood quietly like sculptures, waiting for a long time in the night.

Richard walked out with a full burp, full of alcohol, but steady and clear-eyed. There were a few drunks in the dining room behind him, sleeping soundly, and the rum tasted so good that he didn't want to wake up until tomorrow morning.

"Did you get it?" he gestured at Dracula.

A thin wooden box was placed in the lord's hand.

"My lord, we examined the remains of all the Blood Knights, and this is the only one intact. Dracula finished speaking, holding on to his sword, bowing his head slightly, and stepped back.

Thinking that this was the famous Magic Stone of Destiny, Richard was really a little curious. By turning on the light and looking closely, the brow gradually began to lock deeper and deeper into the middle.

Inside the box lies a black stone, which at first glance looks similar to ordinary coal spirits, but if you look at it twice, you can clearly feel an indescribable evil door. And the more you look at it, the more evil it becomes, and in the dim and dim light, it seems that countless souls are wailing and whispering in it.

The overall shape is almost exactly the same as the human heart, whether it is the shape of the muscles or the movement of the blood vessels, it is so detailed that it is difficult to distinguish the real from the fake. The problem is that the touch clearly tells Richard that there is a hard stone in his hand, which can't help but make people even more creepy.

The best master carver could never have such a level, and Richard was more inclined to believe that the raw material of the Destiny Stone, the Sodava Dark Crystal, was likely to be mined in the form of a human heart.

"Evil Gate!" the lord held the stone heart in his hand and looked over and over again, practicality aside, this extremely dark depraved beauty alone was a work of art.

Considering the role of the Magic Stone of Destiny - controlling blood, depriving the senses, and stimulating killing intent, all of them are evil doors within evil doors, and crooked ways within crooked paths. When it comes to the degree of evil, it is not much worse than the necromancer who has disappeared from the mainland for many years.

This world is really realistic, and it is reasonable to be rich and powerful. The lord sighed for a while, Stuart used this kind of thing openly, and the Church of Light, which claims to protect justice, didn't even let go of a fart.

If ordinary people dared to do this, ten out of ten would have been organized by the Templars to dig up the ancestral grave.

"It's so evil, this kind of thing is bound to bring chaos to the world. Richard looked at the stone heart in his hand with disdain, his face was as compassionate and holy as an angel, "The Stuart royal family should take the initiative to destroy all the magic stones of destiny." ”

"Do we want more?" asked Dracula with a wink of his eyes.

"Nonsense, why not?" the lord looked at him inexplicably and rolled his eyes, "Why don't you want what you have in your hand, are you sick in the brain?"

"......" Dracula was speechless.

Richard was about to put the magic stone back in the wooden box, when he noticed that there was a golden ladybug, cowering in the corner and inconspicuous.

"Self-destruction array?" The lord stretched out two fingers and squeezed them in amazement, and found that the seven stars on the ladybug's back were actually inlaid with magic stones, and the workmanship was extremely fine. There are six faint traces of insect claws on the side of the Destiny Magic Stone, which are obviously matched with the Golden Ladybug.

"Yes. Dracula nodded, "But for some reason, it didn't work." ”

Richard carefully observed the slight scratches on the ladybug's abdomen, and already had a vague guess in his heart, and shook the Destiny Magic Stone in his hand, "I want to see its previous receptors." ”

A stiff body was carried by Dracula's hands and placed in front of his lord.

Although his face had turned black, his chest was cut into a mess in order to take out the magic stone.

Richard still immediately recognized that this was the first blood knight to rush up and be killed by him - the red mandala tattoo on his head was so bewitching and vivid that it was impossible not to be impressed.

He had a piercing wound on his chest, which was left by the lord's last sword. Combining the Golden Ladybug and the Destiny Stone, combined with the location of the heart and the wound, Richard immediately figured out what was going on, even if he wasn't proficient in magic at all.

While stabbing through the flesh with a sword, it happened to be stuck between the self-destruction circle and the magic stone, and inadvertently performed a perfect and precise segmentation operation.

Richard couldn't help but secretly curse shit luck, the conditions for this kind of coincidence to appear are too extreme and harsh! I am afraid that it will take half of his life's luck to clean up in exchange for a big explosion.

If the position of this sword is slightly off, it will either trigger the self-destruction circle or stab the magic stone, and it will inevitably have to stop everything and the magic stone will be scrapped.

But even if the position is exactly right, it is almost impossible to replicate this result by another person. The activation time of this small alchemy item is extremely short, and if you want to successfully peel it off, you must start and drop your hand in this extremely short time, and the speed required is almost impossible.

How fast can Richard's sword be? This question should not have been asked in the first place, he could directly swing the inferior steel sword with an empty swing!

Without the divine power of the Lord of Alpine Castle, it will be difficult to reach the speed of the sword, and the Destiny Demon Stone will inevitably be damaged!

"Day. "The lord doesn't know whether to be happy or disappointed, this kind of shit luck can be stepped on in ten thousand. If luck is really conserved, he will definitely be an unlucky guy who drinks cold water and stuffs his teeth for the rest of his life.