117. Can you be serious?
Merlin looked at the tall girl lying in a pool of blood, or the dying half-human, half-beast monster.
It's still a human face, but the long red hair on the top of the head has two cute animal ears stretching out, and the white skin belonging to the girl is also partially covered with smooth and silky red hair, as if wearing special leather armor, and with the bumpy figure, it exudes a different kind of wild charm.
Her hands, also covered in red fur, had their knuckles proliferating, their nails morphing into the claws of beasts, and their sharp fingertips reflecting the icy cold light in the moonlight.
And the most striking thing is probably the big fluffy tail behind her, the red hair on the tail looks a little fluffy, which makes the tail look extraordinarily large, and at first glance, it makes people feel that this feel must be super good to the touch.
"Werewolves?"
Merlin first looked at the beast ears on the top of the other party's head, and then at the beautiful red tail, and he guessed with some uncertainty the race of the beastly features of the girl in front of him.
But when he looked up at the sky and saw a disc-like blood moon hanging in the sky, watching the earth like a terrible monster's red eye, it dawned on him.
"I haven't paid much attention to it before, it turns out that tonight is a full moon, so it's no wonder, it seems that it's really a werewolf, and on the night of the full moon, the werewolf will involuntarily transform like now."
This world does not have a full moon in the middle of every month like in the previous life, here, the time of the full moon is not fixed, everything depends on the result of the battle between the Lord of the Flame and the Abyss.
If the sun during the day is the embodiment of the main force of the fire, then the moon at night is the embodiment of the power of the abyss.
In this tugging between the sun and the moon, between light and darkness, between order and chaos, whenever the Lord of the Flame wins, the moon in the sky is a white crescent. And once the abyss has the upper hand, then the moon at night is a full moon as red as blood.
This is characteristic of the abyssal forces that have gained the upper hand and are beginning to influence the continents.
Therefore, the time of the full moon is not fixed, it may be a full moon for several days in a row, or it may not have a full moon for a month or two.
And judging from the situation of the blood moon in the sky tonight, this time it was the abyss that gained the upper hand.
"It's no wonder I'm feeling a little excited tonight, is this the abyss blessing that comes with the blood moon?"
Merlin thought a little hindsightly.
The blood moon is in the sky, and the ghosts are nocturnal.
Every night of the Blood Moon, the dark creatures who were forced by the divine power of the Lord of the Flame to hide in the shadows during the day would be ready to move, and they would come out of the shadows where they were hiding, bathed in the blood-colored moonlight, and the abyssal blessings that spread through the Blood Moon to the whole world would greatly increase their ferocity and combat effectiveness.
Merlin is now in demon form, also a dark race, and he is naturally blessed by the blood moon, but this level of enhancement is really a bit dispensable for him.
After all, as the Demon King, he has a set of various top-level buffs specially tailored for the Demon King by the Abyss Mother, and now the benefits of adding a blood moon buff are not very large, which almost makes him feel like he has drunk too much coffee and is extraordinarily excited, and if he doesn't pay attention to it, it's really easy to be ignored.
However, a big dog like him doesn't care much about the impact of the blood moon, but for other dark races, the increase of the blood moon is a crucial combat power bonus, and among the many dark races, there are two races that use the power of the blood moon to the limit, that is, werewolves and blood clans.
These two races can often exert double or even several times their combat power under the blood moon, so they have become the two strongest races among the dark races active in the continent.
"So, what the hell is this thing that can tear out a werewolf's heart during a blood moon."
Merlin looked at the werewolf girl on the ground who was dying, and was a little puzzled.
Well, that's right, the place where the big hole in the girl's chest is just the part of the heart, and looking through the bloody hole as thick as the arm, it is empty, and the girl's heart is gone.
Even if it is a werewolf, a race known for its strong self-healing ability, it is impossible to live without a heart, thanks to tonight's night of the blood moon, the strengthening of the blood moon made the werewolf girl who lost her heart barely hold her last breath and did not die on the spot.
However, judging from the situation that the girl is out of breath and out of breath, it won't last long, at most a few minutes, it should be cold or cold.
Merlin originally didn't want to waste time on this kind of dying person, especially since this is still a werewolf, for humans, werewolves are not a good thing, most werewolves are more like wolves than like people, and there are not a few humans who die in their mouths, and they belong to the villains who often appear in that kind of drama.
But when he saw the werewolf girl's face clearly, he still retracted the steps he originally wanted to leave.
This is an "acquaintance", well, in fact, I don't know him very well, but I only met once at noon today.
When Cinderella finished the additional question, she entered the castle with three girls, and the one who impressed Merlin the most was the tall girl.
There's no way, it's really hard to ignore a girl with a height of more than one meter and ninety, plus Merlin, who feels particularly bad about his current size, has been particularly sensitive to height issues recently.
"I remember the name seems to be called red, no wonder you grow so tall, werewolf hybrid?"
Merlin remembered the name of the werewolf girl on the ground, and then had some realizations as to why she was so tall.
But it's a little difficult to do now, it's also his student, and as a teacher, it's a bit too much to say that he can't save his student when he dies.
And human feelings are really strange, for the death of people you don't know can often be very calmly accepted, just like when you see a dead person in a car accident on the road, you can even be very calm to watch the lively melon eating masses, but once the death is someone you know, then it will suddenly become difficult to accept.
Merlin is the same now, if this is a person he doesn't know, he would have left very calmly, but he is a person he knows, which makes it impossible for him to leave neatly.
If you leave now, you'll probably be dreaming when you go to bed.
Uh, I almost forgot that I don't need to sleep now.
"Alas, so what are you doing when a student doesn't sleep well in the middle of the night, and runs around blindly? Aldrich's housekeeper is irresponsible. ”
With a sigh, Merlin lifted the Shadow Body, revealing his form.
...................
"Am I dying?"
Red feels a little warm all over her body, and it's very comfortable, as if she is soaking in a hot spring in the back mountain of her hometown.
But the hunter's experience had taught her that this was a reaction that only occurs when she had lost too much blood.
She was probably really dying.
The gradual passage of life force also made her feel drowsy, and she had done everything she could to resist the sleepiness.
But......
Unwilling, really unwilling, obviously the enemy who has been chasing for eight years finally found a clue tonight, thinking that her grandmother's revenge she can finally revenge, but she sadly found that she was so weak.
Maybe it's that the first result in actual combat in the academy has always made her a little inflated, and she really thought that she had become so powerful, but she was dug out of her heart before she could survive ten moves under the enemy who had been searching for many years and finally found, which is really embarrassing, and if you die like this, you really don't have the face to see your grandmother.
"I don't want to die....."
Tears couldn't stop flowing down, the always strong girl still couldn't hold back in the face of death, she cried, tears blurred her eyes.
"Is there anyone going to save me?"
Red cried out in despair, but her once sturdy body could not even move her fingers now, and she wanted to shout loudly, but it was a small voice like a mosquito.
No one would be able to hear her cries for help, and even if her heart was gone, no one would be able to save her from such an injury.
The werewolf girl knew this very well, and she didn't expect anyone to save her, so she just shouted out to vent her fear of impending death.
However, perhaps she was about to die, and she finally hallucinated, and in her vision, which was blurred by tears, an extraordinarily tall figure suddenly appeared in front of her and stretched out her hand towards him.
"Interested in a fair deal? I can save you, but what are you willing to pay for this deal? ”
The dying girl heard such a voice in a trance.
"Take everything you want......."
The girl opened her parched lips, and she replied with the last of her strength pulling at her throat.
After saying this, the red eyes that finally couldn't be supported turned black and fell into darkness completely.
"Ah..... What the hell, one or two can't be serious and trade well? This is a deal with the devil, why are you so lacking in heart? I'm a demon king who doesn't want to be faceless, or do I look like a good person? “
Before falling unconscious, Red seemed to hear such a complaining voice.