Whispering Verse

Shade felt that the cold blood brew was unbearable, but the witch still drank it in one gulp, her face turned blue and she trembled; the two little girls hugged each other, drinking the blood brew in small sips, keeping each other warm. .

After they finished drinking, the blood brought by the witch was distributed to everyone.

Although the blood she brought had a fishy smell, it was actually not red, but blue. If you look carefully at the liquid in the glass, you can even see a faint light shining like stars in the sea of ​​stars.

"This is the blood of whales in the sea of ​​stars. Each star whale only passes through the material world every 300 years or so. It is a creature between the physical body and the astral body. I waited from the age of 56 to 78 before one of them appeared in the world. The sky of the material world. And my wish is to break through the ninth level of the witch. I know that I have no possibility of continuing to move upward, but I am really unwilling to accept it."

The blood brew made from the blood of the Xinghai whale does not have any bloody taste. Drinking this blood brew will not bring any discomfort to the drinker. Shade even feels like he is vaguely touching the power of the stars.

After drinking a whole glass of blue liquid, the eyes of the mortals present had some subtle gleams of light. By asking the old people around him, Shade learned that he had similar symptoms in his eyes.

The witch didn't know the reason for this. After all, no one had drunk this kind of thing in the past. Shade just hoped that this would not be a permanent change.

"Finally, valuable blood has appeared. The last time I drank the blood of the Star Sea Whale was in the Fourth Age. My loyal servants dedicated it to me."

The saint also drank the blood, and the words of praise brought a smile to the witch's face. Although she still had to survive until the reception was over before she could get what she wanted, at least she was sure that her more than twenty years of waiting was indeed worth it.

There was no sound in the manor at night. In the strange and quiet night outside the window, the manor courtyard had not changed at all so far, as if the scenery outside the window was actually just a realistic painting.

A lot of time was spent talking and drinking these drinks. Twenty-four minutes have passed since Shade stepped out of the white mist and arrived here, and it seemed that it was just enough time for him to drink the last glass of liquid.

The twin girls brought only one share of blood, but the gods recognized it as their common possession. The blood turned into scarlet blood brew and was evenly distributed to everyone. The red blood looked ordinary. Shaking the wine glasses, saints and mortals also heard the girls' stories:

"We are twins, I am the older sister and she is the younger sister."

The girl in a white gauze skirt said, her voice was more mature than her appearance. Although she was only fourteen or fifteen years old, she spoke in the same order as an adult:

"Our family is very old, even older than this era. In an era when the information was lost, the family assumed the responsibility of guarding a certain seal. In return, every generation of the family can give birth to extraordinary people."

The story was more complicated than the others, and no one interrupted her.

"According to the contract signed by the ancestors and the ancients, whenever twins are born in the family, it means that the seal is about to have problems. The twins need to hold a ceremony to stabilize the seal after they grow into extraordinary beings. The content of the ceremony is that one person goes to seal In it, one person stays outside the seal, one dies, and the other lives. Relying on the unique talents and soul connections of the twins born in the family, in the torture of longing and pain, in the form of resonance of life and death, and the bond between the twins, they are constructed from inside and outside the seal. Ritual is the oldest contract and responsibility. Even if we don’t want to fulfill this responsibility, fate will guide us to do so.”

Compared with the various rituals that Shade had seen, this ritual was actually not particularly weird. In the eyes of most people, it is actually very worthwhile to obtain a transcendent in each generation of the family with a sacrifice that only occurs once every few generations.

This should be regarded as a typical "sacrifice", sacrificing one of the twins, using the longing and torture of the two souls to achieve effects that ordinary rituals cannot achieve. Shade has learned about similar rituals in the book.

Of course, he will not evaluate whether it is worth it, because it has nothing to do with him.

"But I don't want to be separated from my sister."

The girl in the white gauze skirt said, and Shade could see the determination in her expression.

"I don't want to be separated from my sister either."

The girl in the black gauze skirt said. The two little girls bravely raised their heads and looked in the direction of the saint. They held hands and poured out their wishes while blood and tears flowed from their eyes:

"We never want to be separated."

In fact, they didn't have to express their determination in this way. In order not to separate, they actually dared to attend the evil god's drinking party, which speaks volumes.

"So, God, we hope that you can relieve us from our fate. If we die here, our souls will be in the same place."

"But what about the seal that your family is responsible for guarding?"

The armored old man asked the question of Shade and the witch. The witch handed them a handkerchief. As the younger sister, the girl in the black dress apologized in a low voice. She was more shy, while as the older sister, the girl in the white dress pursed her lips:

"That is the responsibility of the ancestors and the contract signed by the ancestors. It has nothing to do with us."

The old man stopped talking, but judging from his expression, although he sympathized with the twin sisters, he did not agree with this idea. The witch's face was expressionless, and she didn't know whether she had good facial management skills or was used to seeing this kind of thing.

As for Shade, he had no opinion. At this point in his life, this was already a thing of the past. At least the world was not destroyed because of that so-called seal, so he just wanted to end the party. Although he was curious about the girls' ending, he would not interfere with other people's choices.

This is a story from the past after all.

"O God, the blood we donate is the blood left by twins from all generations of the family before the ceremony. The family keeps these not only to commemorate and thank them and their sacrifices, but also to bathe the newly born twins. This blood, to strengthen the bond between the twins and strengthen our already miraculous gifts. There is our blood in this too."

The twin sisters drank the blood, and the silver-haired old man shook his head and drank the blood in one gulp. After the witch knew that this time it was just human blood, she drank it all without any psychological burden.

The saint did not drink it immediately, but shook the wine glass and inhaled deeply, as if he wanted to inhale all the taste into the nose of this body:

"It's really good."

He gave praise without hesitation, and no matter who it was, one could see God’s unabashed joy:

"It's really good blood. Complex human emotions such as bondage, pain, regret, longing, responsibility, repentance, courage, and sadness are perfectly blended together. After generations of fermentation, in a pair of twins whose souls are connected, Only with the catalysis of emotion can such blood be produced. It’s good, although it’s still not perfect, but it’s really good. It can almost be regarded as a collection.”

He did not drink it in one gulp this time, but tasted the wine very carefully.

Suddenly he looked at Shade across the table:

"Unexpected guest, why don't you drink?"

Of course, it's because this is human blood. Shade even swallowed frog materials for the purpose of spells, so he had no objection to dragon blood, butterfly blood and whale blood just now. After all, to learn thaumaturgy and spells, no matter how strange the materials are, you have to swallow them. .

Let him drink human blood. Although it is not directly sucking blood, it will not harm other people, and it is not eating human flesh, but it is still somewhat psychologically burdensome, so he wants to try other methods:

“Excuse me, can I ‘drink’ it in other ways?”

The god smiled:

"I've known about your involvement with me for a long time. Unexpected guest, do you want to use your eyes to taste this fine wine at the intersection of time, space and blood?"

The blood-sucking god really knows.

"Yes."

"Yes, but this method can only be used once. But next time, you can't do it again."

At the second drinking party, if you drink the evil god's own blood brew, something even stranger will definitely appear. Not only is it as simple as human blood, Shade is very sure that the evil god's blood brew will definitely not be drunk without any price.

"Can."

But in short, he didn't plan to drink human blood this time.

Pulling the red droplets, Shade dropped all the blood wine into his right eye. Of course, normal eyes cannot "drink" such a volume of blood, but [Shadow's Blood Echo] can absorb the active ingredients and remove impurities in the blood during the active activation period.

Therefore, although after "drinking" everything, the right half of Shade's face was stained blood red by the impurities in the blood, at least he had indeed "drank" it.

This time travel journey seems simple, but in fact the complexity is yet to come. Before the second reception, he had to collect two qualified bloods and drink the god's blood wine at the reception.

It can be said that among the three opportunities of this key, almost all risks are concentrated on the second time, which is different from the past.

"Then, Duke Lauel, I think it's time for me to leave for now."

When the time was almost up, Shade put down the wine glass, then stood up and bowed respectfully.

"Looking forward to your next visit."

God whispered.

The old man and the twin sisters were puzzled by Shade's departure, but said nothing. The middle-aged witch hesitated to speak, but before Shade turned around, she spoke:

"Can you go back outside?"

"No, I'm different from you, so I can't give you any help."

Although "Night Manor" is likely to have the same characteristics as other places in that the memory is damaged after leaving it, Shade still doesn't want to tell his origins to irrelevant people.

"Two kinds of blood, and special antidotes and stuff like that."

He was thinking in his mind, counting down while walking to the door where he came from.

The double doors on both sides opened automatically. The time just arrived, and Shade walked into the white mist behind the door.

The saint at the main seat of the banquet table put his hands together on the table and looked at the four people who watched in surprise as Shade disappeared:

"What an interesting banquet. I originally thought he would be as rude as the host of the Blood Banquet. It was a disaster to go to the mortal world with him in the last century. Although he has a good appetite, he has really bad taste."

The saint glanced at the four mortals present and suddenly smiled:

"Before the unexpected guests come back again, maybe we can play a little game during the drinking party. Thousands of years ago, a mortal named Sledge Riddle accidentally entered my drinking party. Although he did not bring blood wine, he We played a game of [Game of Life] that only existed in the Fourth Age at the reception, so I let him go and gave him some gifts. He said that he had spread this game on a small scale, so In this era, do you know how to play the game of life?"

"I can."

The old man skillfully took out his card.