Trisea was an orphan and a slave before becoming a vampire. Normally, young and beautiful young girls like this would be sold to wealthy people with special hobbies, and very few would survive a period of brutal devastation. But she was clearly lucky, but also unlucky.

In the darkness of the night, Shantil descends from the sky and kills everyone on the ship, bringing only the pitiful-looking Tricy back to the real room. She thought that she had met the adventure of the bard, and that this powerful lady would take her as an apprentice and embark on the path of magic.

Unfortunately, the sorceress didn't want an apprentice, but a test subject. She brutally slit open the girl's chest and injected the blood of an ancient vampire into her heart. The young body couldn't withstand such a tyrannical force at all, and was instantly eroded by the powerful negative energy and entered a state of suspended animation.

However, Trixise is clearly favored by Lady Luck. Perhaps because she was more determined than the average person, or perhaps because she had other bloodlines in her body, she was successfully transformed into an undead creature with supernatural powers. As the only vampire who hasn't spent time in a cryogenic chamber, her bloodline is purer and her powers are stronger.

It is precisely because of this successful exception that Shantil chooses all women as the object of transformation. She found that these girls, who looked very weak, were several times more tolerant than men, and many of them could still stay conscious under severe pain and mental erosion, which was simply the most perfect material.

Trixie did not hate the sorceress who had tormented her, because the other party had not only given her great strength and a new life, but above all eternal faith. Of all the vampires, no one can match her adoration of Henry. It was almost unjustified, wholeheartedly, without a trace of impurities, without the slightest demand. Worship simply for worship's sake.

"Your Excellency. The time is coming soon, and we must begin to retreat now, or it will be too late. A vampire girl stood aside and reminded.

Trixis nodded slightly, pointed to the several female priests on the ground who were still transforming, and ordered, "Take them all with you." In addition, leave a few badges as clues, and someone will carry the black pot for us when the time comes. ”

"It's all done, the other sisters are already on their way back, and now there are only a few of us left."

"Then let's hit the road!" As she spoke, Trixis activated a magic scroll of "Group Teleportation".

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In the guest room of the second building of the Bronze Crown Hotel. There is a man and a woman who are doing an "in-depth" exchange. They were sweating profusely and had apparently been "exercising" for quite some time. As the man's movement became more and more frequent, it didn't take long for it to burst out, and at the same time, it also sent the woman lying below into the clouds.

"Oh...... I have to say that your technique and staying power are pretty good. But next time, it's better to take some precautions, otherwise I'll probably get pregnant if I continue like this. The dark-skinned woman said in a joking tone. They are none other than Viconia and Henry.

"Why not? As far as I know, the Dark Elf women see fertility as a manifestation of their own power, and only the most powerful of the Mistress will keep it at all times. Henry asked with a smile. He didn't mind getting the Queen of the Poisonous Tongue pregnant, because then he could justifiably do something to get her converted. Anyway, it won't be long before one of Aberdell and Aemon will inherit the throne of the God of Killing, and they are the best people to worship.

Viconia's face darkened with complexity, and finally shook her head helplessly.

"Nope. Not yet. Although you are a very handsome and powerful man, strong enough to make me feel tempted. But now is not the time. As a learned mage, you should know that every dark elf who reneges on their faith is wanted and hunted, and I am certainly no exception. Conception makes me particularly vulnerable at a certain time, and I can't fight at all if I encounter danger. ”

"Really? That's a shame, I want a child with dark elf blood. Henry looked regretful.

If he had such a child, he could use it as an excuse to infiltrate the shadows, even if he occupied and ruled one or two cities. After all, there are minerals that are incomparable to the surface there, and if the Faren Continent really has radioactive elements, it will definitely be found underground.

Henry had always wanted to possess an incomparably powerful strategic weapon that could completely destroy the entire main material plane even after his own death. In this way, the gods can be bogeyed, and as long as they don't touch certain bottom lines in the future, they will be fine. After all, except for a few elemental gods and the upper god Io, every god needs believers, and the beliefs generated by the main material plane account for almost more than ninety percent. No god is willing to suffer such a loss, and even one or two people who are not very sane will be stopped by the other gods joining forces.

Nuclear weapons clearly meet this requirement. Although there is no way to concentrate radioactive elements in this world like modern industry, it can be replaced by magic. Henry once used a transistor computer to make a prediction that he only needed to find the radioactive element, and then create an eighth-level atomic rush magic, and then hit it together from three different directions to produce a scene similar to an atomic bomb explosion. Of course, you must set up an accident spell before you release it, and teleport away immediately after release, otherwise you will die together.

For this reason, he even designed a spell model, and as soon as he found a radioactive element, he could start to perform the real thing. As for purification and condensation, it is not a problem at all, because this is a world full of magic, and there are countless recipes that can replace modern industry, but there is no way to popularize it.

It is conceivable that once you have dozens or even hundreds of such terrifying alchemy nuclear bombs, then even the Kingdom of God can break through. When the time comes, coupled with the power of the ego in the body, even if all the gods are united, there is nothing to be afraid of. Anyway, even if the main material plane is blown up, it is a big deal to live in another plane. But I'm afraid those gods are about to be unlucky, at least more than ninety percent will fall because they don't have enough faith to maintain.

If Viconia knew what was going on in her lover's head right now, she wouldn't hesitate to abandon Shar. There are no words for "allies" or "friends" in the Dark Elves' dictionary, and the closest thing to them is "not an enemy for the time being" or "can be used".

Betrayal of faith may be a little more difficult for ordinary dark elves, after all, they have lived under the obscenity of the spider god queen for too long, and they dare not have any sense of resistance. But Viconia is completely different, she has already betrayed once and doesn't care about betraying a second time, provided that there are enough benefits.

The dark-skinned (sexual) beauty walked over with a smile on her face and hooked Henry's chin. "Don't worry, my little sweetheart, there will be a chance in the future. Until then, I'll try to keep you alone until one of us dies. ”

"It's good, a lot of people can save their lives because of this. I've said once that I'm a very possessive person, so any man who plans to have sex with you is likely to die inexplicably. Also, I don't really like the nickname "Little Sweetie", so it's better to replace it, even if it's a mighty boy or something. ”

Henry smiled imperceptibly when he finished speaking. He has completed the first step of transforming the Queen of the Poisonous Tongue, and the next step is to slowly improve the understanding between each other until he finally trusts himself unconditionally. It's a long psychological war, and it's necessary to be vigilant at all times, because the opponent is not only the priestess herself, but also the goddess of the night, Shar, who is standing behind her and watching all the time.

Viconia wrapped her naked body in a cloak (because she couldn't take it off once she put it on) and smiled playfully.

"Hah! You're as possessive and jealous as the mistresses, but I like it. As for the nickname, let's wait for a while, after all, I'm not too proficient in using the lingua franca. Finally, let me say goodnight, knowing that staying up late is the enemy of women, especially pastors. ”

"Good night, remember to come here tomorrow morning, I have a detailed plan for the Talisman Society and the red-robed mage."

As soon as Viconia left, Henry locked the door and placed two magic traps in the doorway. This is the Bronze Crown Inn in the slums, so it would not be surprising that a few thieves or robbers could come in the middle of the night. He didn't want to be disturbed while he was performing a spell, because if there was a slight accident, the entire hotel would probably be blown up in the sky.

After arranging a qiē, Henry began to hypnotize himself repeatedly, and after a few seconds, he felt that it was almost enough, and immediately performed a zero-level "water making technique". I saw a large amount of wine shoot out from his fingertips, directly filling a wooden barrel in the room. This is the power of the self, which can change the essence of things according to the mind, can turn water into wine, can make the existence of zài disappear, and does not exist the appearance of zài.

"It's so hard to control. Even learning psychic abilities is probably much easier than that, and it seems that when you go underground, you need to look for it in the Mind Flayer City to see if there is a way to improve your self-awareness. Henry muttered quietly as he rubbed his somewhat swollen head. Obviously, hypnosis alone is not a way at all, it is fine to do it once or twice once in a while, but it will inevitably have a bad effect on the brain over time.

After two more attempts, he lay groggy in bed and fell asleep. It seems that this method can easily cause mental fatigue, and although it is said that it will not cause permanent damage within five times, there will still be sequelae.

Meanwhile, in another room, Edwin was desperately trying to decipher the words on the Nesrel scroll, not thinking of sleeping. Nothing is more important to him than gaining great power, especially when he is hostile to everyone.

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Bow and thank you and listen to the monthly tickets voted by several book friends. (To be continued......)