After bidding farewell to Sister Devlin, Xia De took Mia the cat and prepared to go home. On the way into the mountain, he was very unlucky and encountered an evil spirit again, but there was no fog on the Xical Mountain in the evening, so this time it should be really bad luck:

"Silver Moon Slash!"

An arc of light was drawn between the closed palms, cutting the evil spirit that seemed to have space power and could float around in two.

"The evil spirits of Mount Xikale are not strong. Compared with the murlocs in Coldwater Harbor who can quickly resurrect in the water, the evil spirits are really easy to deal with."

At least for now.

After returning to Saint Teresa Square, I went to the restaurant on Silver Cross Avenue to have dinner with Dorothy. After dinner, Dorothy and Rezia exchanged views, and Rezia checked Shade's progress in learning and transcribing the story. Seeing that he was progressing very fast, he was able to basically understand the oldest known version of "The Sleeping Princess" The story, and the modern version of the story, Leiziya took Xia De to the south of the city to watch an opera adapted from this famous fairy tale, just like she let Xia De learn "The Kiss of the Tree".

The recent Tobesk was calm, and there were no unexpected ring warlocks or relics during this night's outing. . After the opera ended, Rezia and Dorothy switched back, and because Dorothy had to prepare her own promotion ceremony tomorrow night, she didn't go to Xia De's house again, but said goodbye to Xia De and returned to Feather Pen Street.

After Xia De returned home, he also set the alarm clock and went to bed early. It was a fairly peaceful day.

Before the first ray of sunshine rose from the horizon on Sunday morning, a sudden metal alarm rang in the bedroom, but it only rang once, and she hadn't woken up yet, so Mia, who was extremely impatient, jumped from the side of the pillow Standing up, a lunge knocked the alarm clock on the bedside table to the floor.

The alarm clock stopped beating, but Shad had already woken up.

He quickly changed his clothes, went to the basement to get the three kinds of blood he had prepared, packed them in a suitcase and prepared to take them away. Back upstairs, after saying goodbye to the cat who was wondering what he was going to do so early, Shade held the key of the fifth era 3014 that was already full of cracks, and stepped into the white mist door from the bedroom door.

"May the world tree bless me in time."

"Meow!"

Miya, who was in a drowsy sleep, called out as a response to Xia De who left, and had no intention of getting up now.

[Outlander, you have stepped into the "corridor of time". 】

[Message from the ancient **** "Father of the Infinite Tree":]

[Fifth Epoch 3014 Spring, East Continent, Night Manor. 】

[Event: Reception of the Vampire God. 】

[Duration thirty minutes (3/3). 】

[You have obtained additional information. 】

[The figure of the father of the infinite tree continues to watch you. 】

[The test given to you by the ancient **** of time will continue. 】

[Participate in the reception of "Vampire Duke Rael" with mortals until the reception is over. 】

[The father of the infinite tree will give you rewards: thaumaturgy-silent moonlight, a piece of real information-elf. 】

Yawning in the white mist, Xia De took a step forward and entered the Night Manor.

Turning his head to look at the window on the side of the corridor, in the eerie night, the manor courtyard still seemed to be completely frozen, without any change. But Xia De would not think that this is a safe place. Hope Town, Forest of Thousand Trees and Dreadfort have all proved their own weirdness. Night Manor looks fine, but it may be the most dangerous place.

Go forward along the corridor, turn left at the corner and enter the narrow stone path. From the corner of the eye, he glanced at the scary oil paintings hanging on the wall. After the two doors near the end, the double doors opened automatically.

After Xia De left for the second time, the people at the table still had a break game with God, but this time it should not be cards, because Xia De did not see anyone gathering cards.

Now the table is covered with gold and silver utensils of various colors, and the red candle light on the blood-red candlestick illuminates the rich food arranged on the long table. Roasted chicken, fish soup, champagne in an ice bucket, all the food was so glamorous, and the tempting smell of food even diluted the smell of blood in this blood-red reception hall.

There were some yellow beans on the porcelain plate in front of everyone, and when Shade walked in from the door, the four of them were busy throwing those beans out of the plate. Xia De has heard of the cocktail party game related to counting beans or guessing beans, but he doesn't know which one they are playing just now.

"God, here I come again."

He bowed slightly at the door.

"Look, the unexpected guest is here again."

God said with a smile, and made a gesture of please.

The door closed behind Xia De, and he walked step by step. As I walked, it seemed that the invisible wind left wounds on my body, and in those cracks, the golden brilliance pulled out a little bit of afterglow behind me.

While Xia De took his seat and nodded to the smiling old man in armor, the middle-aged witch who was looking at him, and the somewhat shy twin sisters, the blood-sucking **** in a blood-red cloak took a deep breath:

"I didn't smell the blood brew on you, that is to say, you didn't use that power."

"No, I've made some cider out of it, and you have really good taste."

"No need to brag, but you're right, I've always had a good taste in wine.

If you are useless now, then I am looking forward to how long you can endure the temptation before you can bow to the desire in your heart. "

The saint said softly, and then signaled to Xia De to show the blood he brought this time.

"Remember to supervise me and let me not use the power of blood brew at will."

Xia De reminded in a low voice in his heart. After getting a definite answer, he put the suitcase on the table and started to take out the bottle:

"The first type is the blood of the unfortunate who was struck by lightning. The blood corresponds to ordinary people who must be struck by lightning once a year during their lifetime, so all family members and friends die. After death, the grave is struck by lightning more and more frequently until they are buried. His cemetery has become a forbidden area where there are thunderstorms all the year round."

Shad put the bottle he got from Old John on the table:

"I'm curious, God, who did he offend?"

"this is very simple."

The blood-sucking **** gave the answer:

"This style of behavior is obviously the **** of storms and thunder, [Furious Storm]. Oh, although the blood that has been repeatedly struck by thunder may not be delicious, I think it is still very interesting as an aperitif."

Xia De once heard of the evil **** [Furious Storm], and this great one is included in the three native beliefs of Lengshuigang.

"The second blood, the blood of Sakator the Devourer, the evil spirit of the third era."

This time he took out the blood bottle he got from the witch, and after thinking about it, Xia De still brought the blood.

"I have seen this evil spirit in the distant past, and the other party is very interesting."

The saint simply commented.

"Finally, it is the blood of magma creatures. This blood contains the blood of all the extraordinary creatures in the entire magma community. After being properly prepared, it can maintain just the right temperature."

God beckoned, and three bottles of blood automatically floated in front of him. The silver bottle provided by Sister Devlin opened automatically, and the **** sniffed it:

"So that's it. It turns out that it's really the entire magma community... Among the six kinds of blood you brought, this can be said to be the most valuable one."

Xia De frowned suspiciously. After all, no matter how you look at it, this kind of mixed blood is not the most valuable:

"Could it be that Sister Devlin's blood preparation technique is very good?"

After snapping his fingers, the three kinds of blood brought by Xia De at the second reception also appeared on the table in front of the saint.

The deep-eyed dragon squid, the Rhine demon, the priest of Augustus, the demon, the mortal who was struck by lightning, and the magma community, six bottles with different shapes are arranged in two rows.

"An unexpected guest, you are even better than I thought. I think the third session of the reception can officially begin."

Following the proclamation of the saint, the hall that seemed to be prepared for giants shook again. The blood-red walls had gradually become darker veins like blood vessels, and the slender fangs hanging from the crystal chandelier were replaced by grinning red metal skulls. The rich food on the table was stained with blood, and the firelight on the candlestick between the gold plate and the silver plate, together with the crystal chandelier and the kerosene lamp on the wall, turned to a dull red.

On the blood-colored tapestry behind the saint, the holy emblem of UU Reading www.uukanshu.com belonging to the blood-sucking **** officially took shape. The pattern seemed to be embroidered on the tapestry by a skilled embroiderer, but it seemed to be floating in front of the tapestry.

The reception has become more eerie and weird, and the mental pressure on the people at the table has also become greater.

"Excuse me, for the third reception, how many times do we each have to drink with you?"

Xia De asked cautiously.

"No, no, if it's just drinking together, isn't it a bit too boring? Since the reception has come to the end, let's play an interesting game."

The saint said with a smile, and then looked at Xia De and said the rules this time:

"There are five of you, including me, a total of six wine tasters, and there are exactly six bottles of blood here."

The blood mist dispersed, covering the entire long table. The weird blood mist was only confined to the table, but under the blood mist, there seemed to be something terrifying wriggling.

It quickly dissipated, and after the blood mist dissipated, the six bottles of blood in front of the saint had disappeared. Instead, many identical dark glass wine bottles appeared in the gaps between the sumptuous meals.

There is no label on the face of the wine bottle, nor

Any mark, all with a cork stopper bottle.

God opened his arms, as if inviting mortals to enjoy the last moments of this reception:

"Since there are six kinds of blood, let's taste one of them. The blood brought by the unexpected guests is hidden in the thirty bottles on the table, and what you have to do is to choose them. This is the blood of this battle. In the final part of the reception, when all the living people have chosen their own wine, then the reception will be over."