Lothar wanted to blurt out, "Okay. ”

After all, who wouldn't want to watch something astringent?

Of course, it's just a matter of looking.

He was more curious about what Humphrey was going to talk to him about, urging him to send troops to rescue Fort Calle, or to stop it? And what kind of benefits can he get?

Out of caution, Lothar first carefully felt the beast's instincts, but did not notice anything unusual, which was enough to show that Humphrey had no ill intentions.

"Well, you and Flynn can rest in the hall next to you."

Looking at Flynn's puffing expression, he hurriedly reassured, "Don't worry, I won't do anything." ”

Pranya didn't speak, just nodded slightly.

Fringira snorted coldly, "Remember what you said, if I look back and smell something bad on you, hum!" ”

Lothar smiled a little awkwardly.

Humphrey smiled: "Baron Lothar, you are really fond of your own woman, no wonder you have no idea of marrying a wife so far, there is such a woman, it is difficult to give up if it were me." ”

Lothar didn't retort, just nodded.

The other side.

Prajna and Frigila crossed the narrow corridor and stopped in a hall.

In this hall, there were already more than a dozen slaves, respectfully holding plates full of delicacies, standing at the table and waiting.

"That's what I do."

Fringira said with some amusement.

Prajna did not speak.

With a loud bang, a crack broke in the ground at her feet, and lead-gray arms, stretched out from the crack, grabbing her ankles.

Bang –

Prajna fell straight into the chasm.

The moment she felt weightlessness in her body, Frigila instantly transformed into a swarm of blood-colored bats, flapping her wings and shuttling through her arms and flying to the ceiling.

"What's going on?"

She glanced at the crack with some anxiety.

"It's a trap!"

"This stupid big guy is going to be fine, right?"

"Hell, why should I worry about the stupid big man, if she can't stand it, the rest of the people don't want to live."

Frigila's face changed suddenly: "By the way, my lord, it's bad! ”

The blood-colored bats quickly gathered and re-condensed into Fringilla's body, and she rushed towards the way she came with some anxiety, but the stone gate that had been open suddenly closed with a bang.

Those expressionless slaves with plates in their hands, at this moment, Qi Shushu turned their heads and stared at her deadly.

The next moment, they all grinned in unison, revealing a grim smile.

A fearful fear enveloped Frigila's heart for a moment, but she overcame it in an instant, and her eyes instantly turned pure blood.

"Get out of here, pretending to be a hell of a ghost!"

"I'm right in front of you."

The servant who led the way smiled politely.

In the next second, a bloody spear pierced his body.

"I'm sorry, I'm here."

Another servant took over.

"Then let's all die!"

Fringira opened her hand, the magic power gathered, and in the palm of her hand, a spear made of blood slowly emerged, and the next moment, it shot out.

One servant after another fell to the ground.

But there was no blood flowing from their wounds, but a sticky substance like black grease.

The goo quickly solidified into black monsters like life, and they all looked strange, some on all fours, but with a head on their backs; Yes, the limbs have been replaced by blades; Others simply grew a black head like a lizard.

"Stay here, I can already smell the sweet blood on your body, devouring you should be enough for me to wake up initially."

The black monsters said in unison.

Then.

In the crack, a huge black ghost face suddenly magnified.

The next moment, Pranya's figure jumped high.

Her body was covered in dust, and the flesh on her left arm had been almost completely stripped away.

But such an injury did not make her show a trace of pain.

She just stared at the black monster with a blank expression, and the chill in her eyes covered the masonry beneath her feet with a layer of frost.

"Silly big man, it's okay."

Prajna raised the shield horizontally, and the black ghost-faced shield spun rapidly like jagged teeth.

She said succinctly: "Go and save the adult." ”

Fringira shook her head and said, "No, it's too late, I can feel that the two vampire guards in the gargoyle ring are dead, and I have other ways." Now, it's up to you. ”

"Hmm."

...

The long corridor is airtight all around.

It's like a labyrinth.

That's not right!

Something is wrong!

This castle does not conform to the structure of the castle in Lothar's impression at all.

Lothar wondered, "Sir Humphrey, where do you want to take me?" ”

"It's almost there, it's almost there."

There was a hint of urgency, a hint of vagueness, and a hint of madness in Humphrey's tone.

Lothar froze, and he suddenly remembered that there was a great drawback to the beast's instincts, that is, when facing some high-ranking existence, not only would it not take effect, but it would be misled.

So?

Lothar's face was covered with horror.

"Why don't you go, Baron Lothar?"

Humphrey also stopped, he turned his head slightly, his face was in the dark, as fierce as a poisonous snake climbing a mountain: "Or do you already see it?" ”

Lothar took a deep breath and asked, "What exactly do you want to do?" ”

"Hehe, rest assured, my goal is not to kill you, but simply to sacrifice you to the great god - and you will also receive the glory of being one with the god."

Humphrey's voice grew sharper and sharper.

His clothes fell to the ground because they were too wide.

The neck and arms were all slender and narrow, covered with blue-gray scales: "If you don't resist, I can be gentle with you." ”

"Followers of evil gods?"

There was a hint of horror in Lothar's eyes, and he raised his hand and made a gesture of blood magic.

The corners of Humphrey's mouth curled longer and longer, until his mouth full of sharp, jagged fangs appeared: "I know you're extraordinary, but so am I—besides, you don't have a weapon in your hand, so what are you going to do with me?" ”

Humphrey raised his blade and slammed out of his clothes like a lizard-like body and slashed down at Lothar.

His speed was simply as fast as Lothar felt when he was playing with Hans, who had been promoted to five stars.

It was a transcendent power he couldn't compete with.

"Blood Guard, listen to me!"

Lothar let out a loud roar, and two ghostly soldiers appeared out of thin air, wearing blood-colored trench coats, and as soon as they appeared, they greeted Humphrey.

The sound of the heart beating violently was like a war drum in this closed corridor.

As soon as they appeared, they all brushed and launched the Blood Waterfall, pushing the attribute value to a level close to Humphrey.

Lothar, on the other hand, immediately did not look back and retreated.

The enemy's strength is too strong, and he can't help much if he stays.

It is imperative to join up with Prajna and Friengira immediately.

…

He didn't know how far he had run, but the two vampire soldiers were dying faster than he had imagined.

With the wild beast's instinctive frenzied warning, he stopped abruptly.

I saw Humphrey, who should have been behind him, reappeared in front of him.

At the moment, though, Humphrey doesn't look too good.

His scales were covered with potholes corroded by strong acid, and one eye was completely blind.

But the expression on his face was still that sickly smile: "Baron Lothar, it's a pity that two loyal guards died like this." So, I sacrificed them to the gods as well. That's a great gift. ”

It can be seen that the scars on his body are rapidly recovering, and even the corrosion marks on the scale armor are rapidly being eliminated.

"Don't resist, don't you realize? This corridor has been closed into a ring. ”

"You can't escape."

Humphrey approached step by step, and the terrifying coercion made Lothar's heart feel a trace of despair.

Damn, I should have known that the water in this world is deep, but why should I take it lightly?

No, no, it's someone who guided it!

The one who is hidden behind the scenes, the so-called "god" in Humphrey's mouth, has the ability to control people's emotions!

Lothar struggled to shake off the fear that was constantly surging in his heart, but he still felt a chill in his hands and feet.

But at this moment, Lothar felt that the gargoyle ring in his hand suddenly surged out of an extremely terrifying blood magic power.

This is...

The power of Flynn!

The system's prompt sounds: Your servant Friengira has temporarily lent you all of his magic through a sacrifice to Cepes' heirloom item: the Gargoyle Ring.

You have temporarily activated the special talent: "Tyrant".

The terrifying magic, like cold snow water, flowed in his veins.

"Frynn..."

He opened his hand, and a thin layer of blood oozed from his pores, and then, like life, rushed on the surface of his body.

Until, converging on his right arm.

In this.

The blood that had condensed into substance rushed and turned into hideous spur-like arm guards, raised high above his shoulders and elbows.

Lothar opened her eyes, scarlet and madness.

Keng——

Blood turned into blades in the palm of his hand.

Lothar wields the Blood Sword in her right arm.

Raise your eyes.

It's like a tyrant opening his eyes.