Chapter 176: The Coming of Silence (43): Giant Transformation (Part 2)
"Hmm...yes, that should be the name. Although I learned more about him from the 'Secret Chanting' message I received from the Church of the Dark Night, this name left a very deep impression on me.
"Ning Yuan" nodded and said:
"There are not many people who possess divinity. Even the lost ones, the top people in the three major churches, and even our Cardinals, cannot guarantee that they can possess divinity. "The Holy Word" says: Era 10: The Creator
She created a god in a nightmare, and occasionally, she would leave fragments belonging to the god. The person who gets the fragments will possess divinity, and even his descendants will receive the gospel."
"I don't care about this bullshit 'godliness', I just want to know Brett... where is he... now? Judging from your tone, he should be... still alive, right?" Laite suppressed his anger and anger as much as possible.
He asked excitedly and restrained his trembling.
"If I tell you, can we end this meaningless battle that may continue? Mr. Laite?" "Ning Yuan"'s tone became polite, gentle, with a hint of prayer.
"You just said that in exchange for two pieces of information, this is the first one, right. Besides, I haven't agreed yet."
As Laite said, he performed the spirit formation without any spells, and the red magic power surged in his body.
He was not sure whether the cunning [Deceiver] "Ning Yuan" would make any unexpected attacks again, and he needed to be prepared.
After all, in order to survive in the wasteland world, in addition to resources and luck, you must also have a strong body, a flexible mind, rich experience, and most importantly, a cautious attitude.
He didn't want to be like the few team members who were attacked and died, nor was he like the captain Wendek who melted into a puddle of goo.
In the wasteland world, death is too easy, it only happens in a moment, and sometimes you may not be able to react to it.
And living is too luxurious, too difficult, too...hard!
"Of course, Laite, I can tell you Brett's specific location, and I can even 'take' you to meet him. But do you have the courage? To face someone who is about to become, no, maybe already
Become a strong man of the vampire clan." Ning Yuan's green tone interrupted Laite's brief and painful thoughts.
As he spoke, Ning Yuan's eyes became sharp and sinister. At the same time, he raised the corners of his mouth vigorously, showing an indescribable feeling of pride and contempt.
"Where!" Laite roared, having lost most of his patience.
Immediately afterwards, he quickly pulled the trigger of the "Crazy Bear" pistol and shot "Ning Yuan" in the chest.
winter!
The silver bullet, mixed with dim sparks and a slightly burning smell, hit the mechanical heart of "Ning Yuan".
This time, "Wish Ning", who had lost the protection of the magic source, did not block the bullet like the one Wen Deke shot just now. Instead, he withstood this powerful attack with a strong heart.
Although the bullet containing huge impact did not penetrate "Ning Yuan"'s chest, a small explosion occurred in his chest, and blue-black smoke came out.
Moreover, under the force of the impact, "Ning Yuan"'s black robe was twisted and cut into two straight from the middle, as if it had been "cut" by an unskilled tailor using a pair of not-sharp scissors, revealing His white, angular, firm and plump but not hypertrophy chest and abdominal muscles.
The skin that was stained with some scarlet viscous liquid and had a slightly burnt color could not hide "Ning Yuan"'s muscular body, which was like a male god in the myth of the central empire, wearing only a gauze scarf.
If there weren't two amputated arms with blood flowing through them, and the twisted, sinister face of "Ning Yuan", I'm afraid Lian Laite wouldn't be interested in the human emotion called "love." Imperial soldiers will have some indescribable and abnormal thoughts.
"Hahaha, hahaha..." "Ning Yuan"'s unbridled laughter broke the brief silence. He took a half step back, his sapphire-like eyes emitted a strong and rich light, and stared at Laite "brightly" , said in a young but already hoarse voice:
"Brett, he was brought back to the underground castle of the Church of the Dark Night by Bloodwind. It is an area very close to the center of the highlands, where there are various kinds of strange ores worth almost half the Kashen silver mine.
As we all know, in the southeast corner, the Church of Hope has built an above-ground castle called the 'Silent Stars', and our Giant Church, in addition to mobile camps, is a building that occupies you humans.
In the telegram sent a few days ago, 'Blood Wind' mentioned that he took Brett to the largest palace in the underground castle called 'Blood Bright'. In addition to a pure vampire at the level of the ancestor, there were also There are many Lost Bloods who follow and respect Vladimirski who are unwilling to succumb to the empire.
They all agreed that Brett, who was able to fight the 'Mad Body' and 'Blood Wind' without any magic power, no middle- and upper-class occupations, and without the help of any extraordinary things without falling behind, was powerful and at the ceiling level among humans. The fighting power exists. Besides..."
"Ning Yuan" coughed twice and then said:
"He possesses 'divine nature', but he was accidentally attacked by the group of 'ruin hunters' and was infected with the poison of 'Abyss Mandala', as well as excessive use of the power of 'Silver Crystal' and 'Mithril Blood Drops', and in his body He had accumulated enough "sorrow" to make his body fall apart. Therefore, "Blood Wind" decided to infuse one-third of his blood into him and suck his blood to complete the ritual, making him a vampire to resolve and eliminate those The 'sorrow' that seems to never be expelled.
In other words, 'Bloodwind' is saving his life, but the price is that he will become a vampire. If he is unlucky, he will become... a lost member of the vampire clan."
"The Lost Ones of the Blood Tribe? Is it the superposition of the 'Legends of the Blood Tribe' and the 'Lost One'?" Laite asked curiously, and with a sigh, he put down the "Bear Bear" pistol and pointed the muzzle at the ground, making it vertical to the ground. The unique meanings of "prayer for peace" and "truce" in the culture of the Zine Empire.
After all, without the blessing of other unexpected extraordinary powers, the current "Ning Yuan" is like an injured tiger with its bloody mouth open, fangs exposed, and scarlet liquid mixed with blood flowing from its mouth. It is threatening. , but not powerful.
"Superposition?" "Ningyuan" shook his head a few times, then nodded and said:
"Yes, it can be understood that way. Although the strength is superimposed, the pain is also superimposed. The pain of the lost is despair for the future, desire for food, and being mentally tortured all the time.
As for the vampires, without the nourishment of blood, they will inevitably go crazy and collapse. Originally, one torture of desire is enough to make him commit suicide. If he is tortured twice, he may become a demon. If the situation is not good, he will become a monster.
'.But no matter how you say it, you are no longer human."
"Do evil." Laite spat and cursed angrily:
"You, as cardinals, are really a bunch of filthy bugs, incompetent miserable people, and ugly devils."
"You can curse as much as you want, but have you ever seen a devil save humanity? If you can't understand what I'm saying, how about we talk about the second piece of information?" "Ning Yuan" paused and observed.
He had a special reaction and continued:
"There are several underground experimental sites that we have taken over here. A few days ago, we captured a wolf that was placed in an incubator filled with green liquid. It was not huge, but it was at least two times my weight.
Times. It is said that he was once an outstanding young man of the Lone Wolf Society. I smelled the breath of [Sacrifice] from his body. It was a smell of justice, a smell that made people feel shocked!"
"It's Yinwan Ross, that boy from the Lone Wolf Society. I've seen him before and I know he's here. Your second piece of information doesn't impress me," Laite said in a cold voice.
In an instant, "Ning Yuan" felt that there was a cold breath coming from Laite's body, as if he had fallen into the icy river water in winter.
Pursing her lips, "Ning Yuan" struggled with her thoughts for a while, and finally said:
"I am willing to hand him over to you. Since you know him, you can exchange him to the Zine Empire."
"There's no need for that." Laite shook his head and said with a contemptuous smile:
"The remaining half of our 'New Wind Team' is already rescuing him. In other words, your information is worthless!"
As Laite said, he picked up the "Crazy Bear" pistol again, reloaded a few silver bullets in front of "Ning Yuan", then reloaded the bullets and aimed them at "Ning Yuan"'s body.
However, after thinking briefly for a few seconds, he did not pull the trigger.
After all, the several shots he fired just now failed to achieve any fatal effect. He needed to kill with one hit and get rid of "Wish Ning" at once. After the red magic source power surged, he had a hunch that the giant's church was in the right place.
The Cardinal must still be hiding some power, but the triggering conditions have not yet been met.
Thinking of this, Laite concentrated his strength on his back, prayed in his heart for the blessing of the "Goddess of Light" he had always believed in, and murmured a mantra in his mouth.
Immediately afterwards, two dark and scarlet "dark touches" appeared on his back.
Following the control of his thoughts, the petal-shaped tentacles cut through the air and inserted directly into the strong chest of "Ning Yuan".
"It hurts! It really hurts, come on! Hehehe...hehehe..."
"Ningyuan" smiled, then cried, and then roared again.
Almost instantly, bright, red, wine-like clear blood flowed from his mouth, ears, nostrils, chest and broken arms.
The huge tearing sensation and pain caused by the penetration spread throughout his body and penetrated into the depths of his spirit and consciousness, but it did not make him feel dazed, but made him feel particularly awake.
Then, he gritted his teeth and said:
"You are forcing me, Laite. But you are not the first. I remember decades ago, an [explorer] also forced me into this situation. By the way, he is as handsome as you! But
I'm not scared or panicked, but rather excited. In this way, I can make a wish to myself and lead myself into the 'Sea of Wishes' through the 'evil soul' bound in my body!"
"By the way, I haven't tried to drive that huge, ugly body for a long time. Besides, Laite, I smell a subtle power of 'hope' in you!"
After saying that, "Ning Yuan" recited a spell in a language he couldn't understand.
Immediately, a thick black fog instantly enveloped him, causing his body to emit a strong stench and a near-death substance called "sang".
Immediately afterwards, Laite realized that the thick fog was getting bigger and bigger, and it filled the area near his body in an instant, forcing him to quickly retreat and distance himself.
After a few minutes, the thick fog spread to the extreme, even breaking through the top of the big tent.
"Wave!"
A clear voice came out, and Laite realized that his two "secret touches" seemed to be pulled. Under self-protection, they twitched and retracted automatically into his body.
Without thinking about these changes, a violent sound, like the friction of metal, mixed with the roar of a monster, came from the thick fog in front of him.
He looked up, and the thick fog dispersed quickly, revealing an ugly and huge cyan monster over ten meters tall, slender, and breaking through the top of the big tent!
"Gigantic transformation!" Laite exclaimed, subconsciously falling to the cold ground.