Chapter 148: Survival
Don Quixote's eyes shone with pure white soul fire, which constantly jumped and danced like human eyes. Gados could even feel his mood through this soul fire, confusion, joy, and hesitation.
"How are you feeling?" Gaudos asked.
Don Quixote stared at Gados with his eyes of pure white soul fire, and for a long time, he took off the heavy armor glove of his left hand, revealing a thick, solid, hideous skeletal hand, the texture of which was as white as marble, but it was stained with blood, and the traces that flowed were like pictures, like a rose falling on the marble.
His fingers stretched, then clenched, and the creaking of bones colliding against each other began to rattle, chilling just to hear it.
"It's... It's my hand..."
Don Quixote gazed at the skeletal hand and muttered to himself, and the voice seemed to have a fantastical magic, as if it came from some fold in the depths of the soul, deep and long.
Gao Duosi said lightly: "Yes... I can only wake you up in this form. β
As if he had not heard Gauldos, Don Quixote put on his heavy gloves and removed the dragon's wing visor that covered his entire skull, revealing a white skull.
He touched his face, and the texture of the white bones was not as rough as he imagined, on the contrary, it felt like ivory, hard and delicate, smooth and warm.
"Looks like I'm no longer human, I'm a skeleton, right?" Don Quixote raised his head and asked lightly.
"Yes." Listening to Don Quixote's unhappy and angry tone, Gados had no way of understanding his thoughts, but to his surprise, there seemed to be some kind of soul connection between him and Don Quixote, similar to his connection with necromantic beings, but it did not have the nature of master and servant, more like the relationship between friends and superiors.
Immediately, Gauldos got the connection.
Immortal Chain, a link between the Immortal Summoner and the Immortal, through this link, the Immortal Summoner can learn the information and location of the Immortal, and can also talk to each other with the Immortal, and even... Even the Immortal Summoner can issue a [Mandatory Order] to the Immortal every month, ordering the Immortal to do anything other than suicide, and the Immortal must carry it out unconditionally.
Due to the restrictions of the Immortal Chain, the Immortal Summoner cannot be attacked in any form.
After learning the fact that he had turned into a skeleton, Don Quixote was silent for a long time, then suddenly stood up again, and slowly raised the giant sword [Count's Killing], and at the same time, the sword began to surge with dark red light, and the vast blood and qi were withdrawn from the corpse mountain and gathered on the sword body, as if coated with a layer of crimson alloy.
Gaudos learned of this vision through the Chain of Immortals:
Don Quixote, who was resurrected from the sea of blood in the mountain of corpses, mastered the original power of blood under the influence of the Heroic Spirit's praise, which is a derivative skill of the power of blood1, [Blood Drink Crimson].
[Blood Drink Scarlet]: Don Quixote can manipulate blood and attach it to weapons, increasing its lethality while attacking enemies to draw blood and restore health.
Looking at this crimson giant sword blessed with [Blood Drinking Scarlet], Don Quixote was thoughtful, and the armor he was wearing [Count's Destruction] was also condensed with a layer of bright and rich red.
This is a derivative skill of Blood Power 2, [Blood Guardian].
[Blood Guardian]: Don Quixote can manipulate blood and attach it to armor to weaken all damage from the outside world, including physical and magical attacks.
Don Quixote was thoughtful when he looked at the bleak blood on his armor, and he immediately reached out and grabbed the Savoy flag gun stuck behind him.
As soon as the banner gun was handed, the rich blood gas coiled up along Don Quixote's thin and white finger bones, penetrating into the inside of the handle, and under the rendering of this blood qi, the fierce flying banner on it immediately changed its pattern, and a bloody skeleton knight appeared, which seemed to be Don Quixote himself!
Looking at the pattern on the flag, Don Quixote grinned, and he seemed to be smiling, but also as if sighing. He suddenly asked, "Give me this gun, okay?" β
Gaudus nodded.
Don Quixote walked down the mountain of corpses, and the soul fire in his eyes suddenly shook like a fairy dancing, and the nightmare that had transformed into a skeleton form rushed to him in an instant. Due to its heavy armor, Gauldos could not see its full extent, only a pair of nightmarish blood-red eyes, coiled blood-soaked hooves, and a blood-colored snort that erupted from its nostrils in a matter of time.
Don Quixote rode the nightmare and said, "I'm going to find Belea." β
Gaudus nodded and asked, "Do you know where she's hiding?" β
Don Quixote said lightly: "Of course, she was slightly injured, and the overflowing blood was enough for me to find her." β
Gaudus was immediately informed of this ability.
This is Blood Power's derivative skill 2, [Blood Qi Tracking].
[Blood Qi Tracking]: Everyone's blood is unique, Don Quixote can distinguish the taste of blood gas, as well as the trajectory, and start tracking.
This is just a literal description of blood gas tracking, and Don Quixote can distinguish not only the smell of blood gas by smell, but also the trajectory left by the movement of blood gas in the air by sight.
In Don Quixote's vision, everything he could see had become monotonous black and white, and only the target's blood, a conspicuous red, traced a trajectory along the complex streets and alleys, zigzags and stretches forward.
At the end of the trajectory is where Belia is.
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Belia kept running along the darkness, tears streaming down her eyes as she ran, and she knew that Don Quixote must be dead.
But she also knew that now was not the time to cry, she had to survive, so that Don Quixote's sacrifice would be worthwhile!
She clutched the wound on her arm and tried to slow down the bleeding, as too much blood loss meant exhaustion and even fainting.
She must remain awake until she is sure to survive, and she cannot lose consciousness yet.
Finally, with unremitting efforts, Belia found her hiding place: the Earl's Court.
Belia knows the saying that the most dangerous place is the safest place. This was her home, and even smart Matthew and Robert wouldn't have thought she would dare to hide here.
As long as she can hide here for two days, until the state of war in Turin is over, order is re-established, and there are pedestrians on the streets, then Belia can blend in with the crowd, after all, she wears a human skin mask, and no one cares about an ordinary girl who is 7 years old.
With her mind set up, Belia gently pushed open the back door and entered the Earl's Court. Since Matthew's coup d'Γ©tat, the Earl's Court has been empty, except for a few bodies lying in pools of blood, golden rain flowers swaying in the wind.
She was going to go to the kitchen first, gather some food and water for nutrients, and then hide in the tunnels, which were known only to the Countess. But as she passed by the old earl's room, she saw blood flowing slowly through the crack in the door.
For a moment, Belia's heart was like a knife.
Father... Kiss...
She couldn't help but push the door open, only to see that the dead old count was already lying on the bed, his eyes focused on a dagger inserted into the bed. And on the wall, there is a sentence written like this:
"The murderer of kings and fathers, Matthew. Titus. β