Chapter 118: The Sacrament of Drinking (Part I)

It's warm, but there's a hint of spiciness. The unimaginable sensation of swelling passed from the throat to the brain, and then slowly slid down the spine.

A masterpiece indeed.

"One more drink! No, three more glasses! ”

The eyes of a middle-aged mercenary with a bandage on his head lit up. He drank down the glowing blood that had begun to glow faintly, threw a dozen copper plates on the bar, and slapped the table and shouted.

"Oooo

The people screamed meaninglessly, and surrounded the mercenary like a heckling person.

Based on vigilance, the mercenary glanced around vaguely, and felt a little frightened in his heart. It's because the eyes of those drinkers are bloodshot scarlet as if they are inflamed.

But before he could investigate further, the next cup of glowing blood of a slightly different color had already been delivered to his eyes. His body took the glass of wine by itself as if it were enchanted, and drank it all.

His head had begun to dizzy.

And a free plate of succulent barbecue has been delivered to his eyes. The middle-aged man, who was already exhausted from the long journey, had a slight pick-me-up after a few glasses of wine, but his stomach was even emptier.

Without hesitation, he first stuffed a large plate of juicy roast meat into his stomach before losing consciousness.

And after he passed out, a small girl with bloodshot eyes slapped him away with a punch and let out a sharp scream.

The middle-aged mercenary's head slammed into the wall, shattering into a puddle of meat sauce in an instant.

People cheered, and some even crawled over to lick the blood and brains off the wall, before being kicked by a second man.

These crazy people have blood in their eyes. The layers of blood are like spider webs, completely covering the entire whites of the eyes.

It's not that they're sick, it's just that they haven't slept for too long.

The glow blood pick-me-up effect is too good. As long as you drink it continuously, you can go almost sleepless for the rest of your life, and there are almost no side effects. If you are tired of playing and want to sleep, you can just fall down and go to sleep.

Theoretically. But in reality, very few people choose to sleep.

Excitement without a reason, without a root, without reason, swept over like a river. Enveloping individual consciousness.

They screamed meaninglessly, screaming loudly, and there was no meaning in their words; You can also see some people drinking together on their shoulders and backs, and they are beaten together in an instant.

Here, there are only awake abusers. As long as the body can't bear the sleep, they have lost their rights as human beings.

After drinking the glow blood for a refreshment, they would not be less than three days and three nights asleep. During this period, even if they were Ling Chi, they would not feel the slightest.

In the Singia tavern, people who fell asleep after falling to the ground were everywhere. Everywhere you can see those who are beating and trampling at will, and those who have slept as if they were asleep.

You can even see the girls in the corners who are being eaten in their sleep in a row like game equipment, and the drunken swingers bet with them that the loser must go to play with the man and not enjoy the tender and fragrant flesh.

Exactly, enjoy-

I saw a man's mouth suddenly drooling a lot of saliva from his mouth, a hissing in his throat, his teeth turned out, and he swallowed his head in an instant, and a new ball of flesh regrew in his place.

Dense, chrysanthemum-like, multi-layered fangs took up three-quarters of his new skull. He lowered his head and opened his mouth. As the whole mouth ran at high speed like a meat grinder, the girl under him turned her upper body into a pile of meat foam in the blink of an eye.

And the other girl who was undulating on the unconscious man was the same, her pale skin suddenly opened countless cracks, and it was covered with dense sharp little teeth. Her whole being was a disgusting creature like a collection of canine teeth. As she leaned down gracefully, the poor victim was instantly swept into her arms, biting by countless canine teeth. The two suddenly became one.

But the others seemed to see nothing, and continued their own madness.

Some people think that there is no one to drink with them. So there was an extra mouth full of canine teeth in their palms; Some people thought it was pouring down their throats too slowly, and a huge mouth grew out of their abdomen. They poured the wine straight into it, and the blood mixed with the gastric juices was squeezed out.

After midday, the men gradually shed their human shells, revealing a disgusting monstrous nature within.

It's as if this place has turned into a demon realm. No matter how you look at it, this is not a place where normal humans can survive.

Bang bang bang.

Just then, there was a knock on the door.

"Is anyone there? Is it open for business? ”

A somewhat hoarse voice came politely outside the door.

Suddenly, there was silence inside.

About seven or eight seconds later, when the man asked a second question, an enthusiastic voice greeted him from inside: "I'm sorry for being a little busy just now...... Of course there are people here, of course there are people! Come in! Come in! ”

The handsome blonde boy dressed like a chef's uniform opened the door enthusiastically, and enthusiastically grabbed the hand of the guest outside the door and pulled him in: "Look at you all the way, let's have a drink first-I'll invite you for the first one!" ”

As the figure in the fine black robe passed through the boundary between the light outside the door and the shadow inside, the eyes of the people inside were on him.

Roland saw only a burst of light.

Although the bar is covered with curtains on the outside, it is full of daylight inside.

People sit elegantly at clean round tables, quietly drinking wine, eating with their heads bowed, or talking in low voices. The only thing they had in common was that their left hand held the glass tightly in their hand, as if they had made a covenant with it.

These people eat so politely that Roland feels like a Western restaurant in the 21st century. They seemed to hear something, looked back at Roland, smiled gently, and nodded in salute.

It was as if the utter confusion that Roland had heard on the door before was just a hallucination.

"Drink it, guest, the glowing blood we have here is a gem that can't be drunk anywhere else! The first cup I please! If you don't drink well, you don't need money! ”

A pair of white hands respectfully placed the dim and crystalline liquid in front of Roland.

Roland couldn't help but look up.

This handsome young man with blond hair was no more than eighteen or nineteen years old. He was dressed in a neat tight-sleeved chef's suit, and his young little face was full of a clean and sunny smile.

"Are you the store manager?"

Roland couldn't help but ask.

"No...... Why? I'm wearing a chef's uniform, huh? ”

The blonde boy looked puzzled.

Roland just smiled.

"I don't think you're either," Roland's tone was soft and kind, like that of a cultured old gentleman, "but, your intelligence tells me that if you become a store manager, Cingia will have a headache." ”

In the boy's astonishment, Roland lowered his head and opened his mouth to whisper a prayer.

"May all the glory be to the teacher—"

Sleep Mentor ...... May you shelter me from the twilight—

Only in this way can I use all my strength and use all means!

A cold light flashed in Roland's eyes. A huge pupil illusion rose behind Roland. Suddenly, the world in Roland's eyes changed instantly

The ubiquitous light in the room was gone, and the cacophony of chaos rang in Roland's ears, and Ann Reappeared beside Roland, and the cultured guests burst like foam.

It's just an illusion. Fragile as a soap bubble under Higgs's gaze.

Feeling that his soul was not polluted this time, and he did not hear Higgs's whispering, the corners of Roland's mouth rose slightly.

Mentor...... You're sheltering me.

The only thing that is similar to the illusion is that Roland was stared at by the polite guests in his fantasy, and now he is stared at by this group of evil guests like hungry wolves staring at lambs.

Fresh meat -

Their eyes told Roland that message.

Roland didn't laugh angrily.

"Come on, stupid pigs!"

In the midst of An Ruosi's frightened expression, Roland pushed him away and let out a maniacal laugh that was no better than the guests.

At that moment, the neck of the blonde boy in front of Roland was instantly cut off by a cold light.

As the headless blonde boy stepped back, trying to reach out of his cracked throat, thick blood suddenly gushed out, staining Roland's face blood-red.

And the robe on Roland's body was burned with blood and was not soaked, but it showed a shiny luster like a raincoat stained with water.

But the alienated Twilight believers fearlessly surrounded Roland from all sides.

"Come on, mad dogs!"

Roland screamed angrily and cut the headless blonde boy in half vertically, and kicked the blonde head of a spider arthropod the thickness of a finger high with a kick.

Beside him, black ash and silver-gray feathers finally exploded at the same time. (To be continued......)