The huge red moon in the sky was suspended behind him. The moon was so clear that it almost made people collapse.

Above the blood lake, the evil and sacred figure is so stalwart. God's slender eyes looked at everything by the lake, observing Xia De and the girl behind him. As for the huge undead monster in the sky in the distance, the four-color aura that keeps on shining, the burning forest and the smoking crater, those are just the decorative background at the moment, and they can't attract the attention of the gods at all:

"After two epochs, the unexpected guest, we, meet again."

"God, why did you come into the world?"

Xia De wanted to raise his head, but the headache and the groaning of his whole body almost overwhelmed him. Without divinity, he is just mortal.

"I want, don't you know very well?"

The **** in the blood-colored suit whispered in the ancient language of the fifth era:

"When we first met, I already said—

Gemini's blood, although good, is still not perfect, just a little bit, can be regarded as my collection. (Chapter 568

There is a smile on God's face:

"Yes, at the time, it was really only a little bit... It's a pity, isn't it?"

The two girls behind Xia De stood tremblingly behind Xia De, grabbed his clothes, hid in his shadow, and waited for the final fate to come. Shad was still awake, but they were completely out of control.

"You, at that time, when you saw them, you had this idea..."

"Yes, I have already given you a lot of hints, my blessing to the twins, and guiding them to find the twin gods. Is this all because of my kindness? Unexpected guest, I am an evil god, why am I so generous? ?”

"Waiting for a thousand years, and even guiding them to get rid of the subspace evils, and assisting in the suppression of Zama, just for... brewing?"

Under the blood moon, Xia De's voice trembled beside the blood lake. Surrounded by the blood mist, his body was almost uncontrollable and wanted to fall forward. Even though he had guessed this a long time ago, he still couldn't accept it:

"You are not for the power of thousands of souls in the narrow space,

Not to dabble in death to gain death's power,

Not for the doomed protagonists of the Sixth Age, the Chosen Ones,

Not even for battles with other gods—

After doing so much, planning for such a long time, waiting for two epochs, even appearing here and now in the form of a saint, just... brewing? Just, for Helen and Grace? Are you... bored? "

"No, what you said is too boring. Blood brew is my interest."

God whispered back, He had always been generous to Shad:

"The ten wine-making stories I told you are the most obvious reminders. What is waiting for thousands of years for the perfect blood brew? This is the eleventh story, and it is the first one you personally experienced and contributed to. Eleven stories."

He looked at Helen and Grace behind Xia De with eager eyes:

"The twin blood brew back then was just a mixture of pain, entanglement, love and reluctance. Although it was good, it still had flaws.

But now, when two souls who are entangled with each other have been in love for thousands of years but can't find it, when the feelings that are bound, in the cycle and reincarnation again and again, torture and ferment each other, coupled with the temperature of a little flame of the phoenix... ...this cup of blood brewing is much better than the wine made with the skill of a pure virgin, the flame of high-grade wood, and utensils of mithril and fine gold. I will call the blood wine brewed from their flesh and blood and their souls 'Red Butterfly Blood Brew'..."

He extended an invitation to Shad:

"An unexpected guest, please taste it with me. This delicacy cannot be produced in any era."

"you."

Xia De wanted to roar, wanted to roar, but he just spat out a mouthful of blood, he really couldn't hold it anymore.

The **** under the red moon didn't care about his attitude:

"You see, I didn't do anything wrong. They wanted to break the shackles of the family mission, so I gave them five thousand years of attachment to each other. I even specially arranged for them to help seal the narrow space. How many lives of mortals have been saved. Now, the problem of the narrow space is about to be solved, and their mission is completed. And the little reward I want is just a glass of wine...God is very generous. "

For a moment, Xia De even felt that what the other party said was very reasonable, and the reward was not exaggerated. But he still stopped in front of Grace and Helen, stretched out his left hand tremblingly, and handed out the bottle of blood brew in his hand:

"I, want this, change, them."

He wanted to fall forward, but the two girls behind him grabbed him, their trembling voices were their last courage at this moment:

"Sir, you don't have to do this, we, this is our destiny."

"This is a quarter of the soul of the chosen one. This is also a story of love and desire. In it, there is even the purest power and curse of the ancient **** of death. I, use this, in exchange for Helen and Grace .”

He hoped to end it this way, to exchange Marilyn Handel's body for a quarter of his soul in death, just for the exchange at this moment. This was not for Shad himself. Grace and Helen sealed the two eras with themselves, but Barton catalyzed the collapse of the narrow space. This bottle of blood brew is what Helen and Grace deserve.

But God shook his head slightly:

"It's good, but it's still not perfect."

"But this is for the Chosen..."

"I know, but so what? He is not the real chosen one after all, and your winemaking technique is too rough. Compared with the bottle of garbage in your hand, I prefer to make it myself and wait patiently for fermentation Blood brew, I enjoy not only the result, but also the process. Unexpected guest, we had a good time at the previous reception, so please step aside and don’t stand there.”

Although the tone of God under the red moon was so kind, Xia De already felt the chill.

But he still shook his head and blocked the two girls behind him:

"Just like back then, I will protect them. All souls are free, and their souls should not become food for evil gods."

"gentlemen......"

"That's really a pity. I originally wanted to take advantage of this time to come to the material world and have another drink with you."

Over the mountain Xikar shrouded in white mist, on top of the billowing black smoke from the mountain pass, a crack suddenly appeared in the pure sea of ​​stars. As the spider web-like shattering spread towards the star sea, the entire starry sky seemed to be splitting apart.

God looked up:

"The Xinghai whales are coming. That scene is one of the most beautiful scenes in the material world. You can take a closer look at it later. I chose this time specially. But now, unexpected guests, please don't disturb my brewing, otherwise... ..."

He kept smiling and did not speak. He bent his fingers lightly, and Grace in the white dress and Helen in the black dress behind Xia De actually floated to the sky on their own initiative.

The two girls scattered like red butterflies in the air, trying to escape the gravitational force, but under the light of the blood moon, they turned back into human bodies in the next second:

"Twin in One!"

Holding hands, surrounded by red butterflies, the bodies seem to melt and blend with each other. Helen and Grace disappeared, and floating in the air was a girl in a white dress and a black dress, with black hair flowing and blue eyes that were so pitiful.

Helen and Grace already looked the same, and the girl in front of them also looked the same. Xia De inexplicably understands that this is the strongest power of the Red Butterfly Twins. The twins merge into one, and the two become one, just like the old **** [Twin Gods] in the past, they are twins in one, showing their true power. The power of the angelic relic.

But even so, she only resisted the inexplicable suction for less than a second, and she floated towards the top of the blood lake again.

Xia De grabbed the hands of the red butterfly girl with his right hand, trying to pull them back, but he also left his feet off the ground:

"Sir, go away."

Red Butterfly pushed Shade away, and he fell to the ground, while Grace Helen floated to the **** in the air.

But among them, above the blood lake, the transparent fishing line connected the two to each other. Xia De grabbed the soul fishing rod, and the copper-colored hook pierced deeply into the girl's palm.

God had already caught her, and the blood-colored light was about to engulf her completely, but God saw the hook at this moment.

He chuckled and said:

"Very good idea. But unexpected guest, you don't think that the so-called relics of mortals can be useful to me?"

He looked at Xia De who could barely stand upright by the lake, as if expecting him to make unexpected moves:

"If you have a way to hide my perception, or you are at the same 'height' as me at the moment, you may be able to rely on this to tear the power from me to protect your red butterfly. But now you are just a mortal, you think I see Can't get to this?"

Xia De shook his head slightly, gripped the fishing rod tightly and pulled towards himself:

"I'm just a mortal right now, but I..."

Bleeding into his lungs, he can barely speak:

"...I don't want any reward, I just want to help them. I am not... a person, there are people who are willing, like me, to help for free..."

The starry sky above his head shattered like glass, and the huge blue transparent creature had the color of a dreamy sea of ​​stars. The star sea whales enter the material world through the rupture of space, and swim freely in the star sea, leaving deep colors like oil paintings.

Luvia once said that the best place to observe the star sea whales is probably in the central and eastern part of the Old Continent, and this location is the Xical Mountain area.

Above the head is the sea of ​​stars and whales, behind is the undead monster fighting the church in the firelight, and in front of the eyes is the blood moon and gods.

Xia De's time perception seems to be wrong at this moment, but it is also possible that the severe cerebral hemorrhage made him unable to perceive time normally.

But he still held the fishing rod firmly, and tried his best to reel in the line, trying to **** Grace and Helen back.

God unhurriedly held Hongdie's other hand without a hook:

"Ordinary people believe that kindness can be passed on, but I am curious, who else can help you at this moment?"

He smiled sarcastically:

"Who dares to appear in front of me at this moment?"

God just gently pulled the girl's hand, and the fishing line immediately tightened, cracks appeared on the fishing rod, and Xia De was about to be dragged into the sky uncontrollably. The fishing rod failed to absorb the divinity immediately, just as the **** said, at this moment Xia De is just a mortal, but the Him in front of him is not just the projection of the **** like the original Lord of the Blood Feast.

But he didn't notice that the brass hook pierced deeply into Hongdie's right hand was emitting a faint golden light.

"You saved them selflessly, but who will save you? Unexpected guest, you still believe in a kind heart like you did before? Then tell me, will there be a miracle at this moment? Who will save you! Who will protect you? you?"

God was laughing, He pulled lightly, and the fishing line broke immediately. But the next moment, the golden light piercing the brass hook on Hongdie's right hand followed the broken fishing line and connected to Xia De's hands.

The power of miracles repairs the broken fishing rod~lightnovelpub.net~ In the golden light that illuminates the blood lake, the young man's voice sounded:

"If it is to protect innocent children, then I will come."

"What?"

The golden figure came from behind Xia De, illuminating the blood mist, illuminating Xia De's face, and making the vampire **** in the air frown.

The blood lake surged, and the golden figure was so illusory, as if it was just an illusion:

"Just for my own desire to drink, to plan two eras for two poor children. Blood-sucking god, you are still the same as before, with the disgusting smell of blood on your body."

Although the power of the miracle was weak, it really appeared.

A young man wearing a clown hat stood in front of Shad. This familiar figure looked up at the blood **** in the air, bathed in the light of the red moon, and scolded the "upper class" god.