"Smack——!

The moment he saw the bottle in Salika's hand, Loren's mind went blank, and he didn't want to take a step forward directly, and slammed down the crystal bottle in the girl's hand.

The delicate bottle shattered, spilling the bright red liquid on the ground.

"Huh?" Salika paused for a moment, then showed an annoyed expression, and was about to draw her knife on the spot: "What are you doing?!"

"Stop!"

Loren shouted sharply, and his indifferent expression startled the girl: "If you don't want to die, don't touch it!"

Frightened, Salika swallowed her saliva and subconsciously took a half-step back, while Eckert next to her glanced at her and silently withdrew her right hand pressed on the hilt of her sword.

The commotion in the camp came from outside, but inside the tent was a terrible silence.

The indifferent black-haired wizard fell to one knee without saying a word, fear, shock, and understanding... The mixed emotions made his cheeks twitch slightly, staring at the puddle of liquid on the ground.

Holy Blood Elixir... Sure enough, it was you.

Fanecis.

Slowly raising his left hand, Loren snapped his fingers lightly, and the flash of "Turin Fire" fell from his fingertips like water droplets, falling precisely to the center of the "liquid".

In the next second, Eckert and Salika's eyes widened at the same time, revealing expressions of disbelief.

The liquid on the ground did not burn, but rather as if it had been frozen, emitting a disgusting and terrible smell that smelled like ......

It's like digesting... Loren's eyes narrowed, and his expression was extremely heavy.

The Void Force follows the principle that the strong crush the weak - in the face of the more powerful Void Power, the weak will be unresponsive, or twisted into another form of existence by the rules of the powerful.

Flames can be turned into liquids, combustion can solidify into ice... Etcetera.

"W-What the hell is this?!" The stunned Salika suddenly shivered for no reason, and bit her lower lip stubbornly: "Poison?"

Although the Earl of Fort Fury on the side did not speak, his face was also as heavy as water, and his expression was extremely solemn.

"It's... Something ten thousand times more terrible than poison. ”

With a long sigh, Loren, with an indifferent expression, recalled, and said sarcastically: "Drink it, you will be immortal, and any wound, even if it is fatal, even if it is chopped into minced flesh, can be restored in the blink of an eye." ”

"At what cost?" said Eckert, frowning, staring at his duke.

"Your consciousness, your soul... It will be completely torn to shreds. Loren's eyes were heavy: "You will become a walking corpse, a monster and even... Some kind of sacrifice for a 'more terrible being'. ”

Salika was creepy, and her face was hard to see.

"Salika!"

"Alas?!" the girl was stunned.

"How much is left besides this bottle?!" Loren, who came back to her senses, pressed her shoulder suddenly, and the grinning girl was now "well-behaved" like a wounded cat in horror:

"How many are left besides the bottle you brought?Where are they, have they been touched?!"

"I, I... This is what a few of my guards found out first, and they wanted to surprise you first......" Salika was at a loss: "He—they may have already started to divide ......"

"Then call them back and go to Ain!" Almost face to face, Loren yelled at her, "Anyone!

"Clear, clear ——!"

Panicked and helpless, Salika almost "escaped" from the camp.

Looking at her departing figure, Loren, who had his eyes closed, couldn't help but sigh again.

"It's too late. Eckert silently spoke:

"Even if Miss Salika had been able to arrive in time, the guards would have already ......."

"I also know that it's too late. Loren shook his head, his expression was very helpless: "But you have to try it anyway, and the one that can save one is one." ”

"The most important thing is not to let this thing spread in the barracks - otherwise, it's all over!"

Eckert lowered his head, his heavy gaze sweeping over the black-haired wizard's expression.

This was not some kind of exaggerated rhetoric, and the moment he saw Loren's face, he understood that his duke was stating a fact.

At the time of the round table, he also investigated the details of Loren Turin... Although the Empire blocked the news in time, after all, it involved the capital of a principality, and it was impossible to keep it completely secret.

What happened to the "Ebotden disaster" is a well-known secret among the lords everywhere.

If the "Wizarding City" is still too far away, then the Red Blood Castle and the so-called "Blood Sect" are vivid, and they happened in Byrne's own land!

Presented in delicate crystal bottles, these brightly colored and enticingly flavored elixirs can spark a heretical revolt that could easily destroy half a city.

Absolutely, it can't be allowed to exist in Byrne's army... No, it must not be allowed to exist in this world!

"What kind of person would whimsically make such a terrible thing?" Eckert shook his head and stared suspiciously at the solidified liquid on the ground: "They have a lot of faith in the world, about their beliefs... Don't you have the slightest reverence?"

“...... Probably. ”

Thinking of Isaac's evaluation of the Holy Cross and the Church, Loren reluctantly tugged at the corners of his mouth: "But often the people who let monsters be born in the world only have some very simple, or taken for granted. ”

"But we should be wary of those who know how to use monsters, and who don't care about the consequences; They're the real monsters. ”

"The blade is not to be feared, it is the hand that holds the sword to be feared. Ackert bowed slightly, and his eyes showed a bit of understanding: "So the Centaur War is just an inconsequential surface... What we're really going to fight is a terrifying monster?"

Loren gritted his teeth, and a black-robed figure flashed in his eyes: "No, it's not just a monster. ”

It's an existence that transcends monsters and can make evil gods fearful.

Eckert looked up, and he faintly sensed that Loren... Seems to know more things.

Just as he was about to ask, a hurried figure suddenly broke into the tent - Salika Jonah's confidant, the commander of the Silver Armor Horseman, had a very ugly expression:

"Duke, man... It's been found. ”

Loren, with a solemn face, silently looked back at Eckert, and the two of them rushed out of the camp with the commander at the same time.

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

In the middle of the empty camp, more than a dozen silver-armored horsemen were chained to the torture pillar, and the heart-rending screams and painful expressions shook everyone's hearts.

There were even many who didn't know exactly what was going on, but when they saw the screaming knights biting their tongues and lips in pain, struggling to break their bones, the veins in their faces and necks bulging out and visible, and their bloodshot eyes falling out of their sockets......

All the stunned, unclear people fell silent.

Silent, with tears on her face, Salika Jonah stopped Loren and the chief of guard behind her, snatched the torches and oil in one hand, and personally lit the robes that were still struggling desperately and howling less and less like humans.

The flames were blazing, and the silver-armored horsemen in the blazing flames were still struggling to the death—even if the flesh melted and the bones turned to charcoal, the power of the Holy Blood Elixir would keep them from dying instantly.

With her back to the sky-high flames, the girl pressed the bright blade on her right hand, clenched her silver teeth, and cut her palm little by little, and dark red blood flowed down the blade to the ground.

In the next second, she opened her palm, and the deep wound was aimed at everyone:

"With the Holy Cross and with the blood of Jonah, I hereby swear:

No matter who it is, what terrible power it is, how much it has the power to frighten it;

I will find him and kill him

No matter what the cost is and by what means,

I'll find him and kill him!"

Clenched her fists violently, and the girl's whole body was trembling... But that's not fear, it's not trembling.

Sen Ran's cold words were wrapped in anger and boiling fire:

"I'll find him......

Kill him!"