Chapter 320: Bonfire in the Demonic Beast's Lair
Just as Belina predicted, Claudia went into a dead sleep.
Fortunately, Felik's previous safety measures were sufficient, even if it turned into blood and could not be covered by the black cloak, there was also Felik's night guard, who dragged Claudia's blood into a huge container and put it in the carriage.
It wasn't until three days later, on the night of the stars and moons, that Claudia regrouped into her human form, crawled out of the barrel of blood, grabbed the black clothes that had been prepared beside her, and caged herself, while Felik fell asleep beside her, her brows furrowed, and her feet gently landed on the board.
Claudia lifted the curtain of the carriage and looked out, the night was cold, with a hint of loneliness, spring was coming to an end, summer had come, but there were places in the empire where the temperature difference between day and night was still so great, especially in such a flat wilderness, a breeze blowing through the boundless fields, and always cold when it blew on the face.
Felik, who was leaning against the barrel in a strange posture, was blown by the cold wind, and a spirit was excited, and he immediately woke up.
He quickly scanned the barrel in front of him, there was not a drop of blood left in it, and the night air contained a familiar scent from the wonderful body he had asked for pleasure countless times.
"You're alive?" Felik breathed a sigh of relief when he saw Claudia come to life.
Claudia nodded, withdrew her gaze from the moon, and lowered the curtain to sit back in the carriage.
In the dimly lit carriage, Felik could only judge the position of the other party by the faint red eyes, Claudia stared at herself, Felik could not tell whether the gaze was gentle or cold, maybe the arrogant blood clan was even tender.
Suddenly, he felt that his worries for three days were a little redundant, and he recalled his feelings as if he were a woman.
"Welcome back, Claudia." He didn't know how to deal with the situation, so he opened the conversation with this innocuous sentence.
"Well, how's Morte doing?"
Claudia's first question surprised Felik a little, Claudia hardly interacts with anyone but him, which is quite surprising to the concern, Felia had thought that Claudia had come forward only because of rational judgment and decided that it was what she should do.
But after the fact, she was still concerned about Moult's injury, and she was somewhat concerned.
"There are some sequelae, but not life-threatening." Felik replied.
Hearing this, Claudia frowned and wondered, "Sequelae? Why don't you transfer all your injuries to me? There will be no after-effects. ”
"There are also restrictions on forbidden arts, and it's good to let Moult survive." Felik sighed.
In the dark, Claudia nodded thoughtfully, and after a moment's thought, she changed her words and said, "What are you going to do next?" Whether the Holy See defeats the Council of Scepters or not, you won't be able to get your body back. ”
Felik, who has lost his body, may not be considered a powerhouse of the Seven Gods, and if he has no strength, he will have no right to speak.
"You're right, the Bloodline and the Empire have not been allied for a long time, and not many people know about it, but the way of life of the Bloodline is destined to be difficult for you to be accepted by the human race, and in the end, the alliance between the two is just a chain of interests. If the Holy See finds out the details of the blood clan, it is inevitable that it will be difficult. ”
"But now you, as an intermediary, have no power, and it is difficult to even check and balance." Claudia added.
Felik's silence is a tacit acquiescence, if you want to reason with people, you have to have strength, and the strong will never reason with the weak, which Felik knew from the beginning that if the Holy See wins the council this time, his demon king body will fall into the hands of the Holy See from now on, and it is a shackle that cannot be broken free.
However, it is not that there is no way out, and the Holy See also has things that no one wants to be caught.
"Let's go find Sivir and Sauron."
Hearing this, Claudia frowned, and seemed very dissatisfied with Felik's decision.
"I know you've always been short-sighted, but at this juncture, it seems a little impulsive to go to Ogilia's body, I think you should have a good talk with those Seven Gods who have a good relationship now, and win over the relationship, so that even if you are not strong, the Holy See will not completely ignore you."
"Claudia, I'm not here to help Ojelia get her body back, Sivir is a person who is very valued by the Holy See, if my body really falls into their hands, I will have some bargaining chips anyway."
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A strange creature shuttles through the place, where no ordinary trees grow, the forest is made up of pitch-black and twisted black woods, trees that have not seen sunlight for many years grow twisted and grown, twisting and twisting pledges overhead, weaving a dense web of trees.
They never give in to each other, but they squeeze each other, and even the roots of the ground wrestle with each other.
This deep, silent, gloomy and dark place has always been the realm of creatures, they are the role models of the plants of the Demon Realm, bloodthirsty and ruthless, devouring everything that comes into it, sipping its blood and turning its prey into a part of itself.
Outside the woods, a demonic beast slowly approached, its sparse fur, clumps of dirt and moss clinging, grinning yellow teeth penetrated a slightly smaller demonic beast, bloodthirsty eyes turned vigilantly, and walked towards the black wood forest step by step.
Kuroki wrapped its hideous branches around it, and the monster turned a blind eye, and the sharp branches scraped its fur like itching, and the thornback beast was notoriously thick with its skin and flesh, and even a vicious plant like Kuroki could not do anything with it, so it shook its huge body and walked towards the cave.
Suddenly, the thornback beast's nose twitched, and the unfamiliar smell penetrated into its nose, and its eyes flashed with a fierce light, and it let out a strange roar, and rushed towards its lair.
In the dark and dreary cave, a ray of fire shone on the rock wall, reflecting a distorted thin figure, and then a large and vicious shadow rushed into the peaceful picture.
The Twittback saw the skinny intruder, a human.
Resembling a bone-like figure, her skin was like a layer of tissue paper stuck to her bones, she poked at the black coal in the campfire, the light of the fire dancing in her dim pupils, and her silver-gray messy hair draped over her shoulders, which she tied at random with a vine.
Even without human intelligence, the Twittleback sensed the weakness and insignificance of the trespasser in front of it, the prey sent to the door, and it only took a single dash or a flick of its claws to split her in two, and although it wasn't enough to plug between its teeth, it didn't mind taking an extra bite.
"Roar, Roar, Roar, ——!!Roar, T The thornback let out a menacing roar, and as it assumed an attacking stance, sharp bone spurs burst out from its back, and it moved its powerful legs, opened its foul bloody mouth, and bit at the withered woman.