In Mike's eyes, this so-called gift is more like a curse flowing in his blood.
He agrees with living in this world as a human being, but for him to turn around and suck the blood of innocent people is something Mike cannot accept.
This resistance was reflected on his face, which was livid and revealed anger.
And Agatha is still there preaching the benefits of being a bloodthirsty.
"The physical damage you receive can be recovered quickly, and its efficiency is at least ten times that of humans. Oh, of course, the damage I caused you cannot, such as that tooth mark... your movement speed will also far exceed that of humans.
A champion sprinter, his adaptability to dark environments is comparable to the sharpest creatures in the world."
"But blood-sucking!" Mike interrupted Agatha's bragging rudely, "It is a flaw for a creature that needs to drink human blood to survive."
Agatha heard him belittle her own tribe again, and she was a little angry. She raised her hand and wanted to slap Mike again.
However, in the end, the slap did not hit Mike, but touched Mike's cheek and pinched it hard.
"Are you so ignorant? Don't you understand what the Demigods represent? Two thousand years ago? Well..." She seemed to have forgotten the exact time as she spoke, and finally waved her hand, "Forget it, anyway, a long, long time ago,
At that time, there were no humans at all in the world, and all visible and invisible lands were under the rule of the demi-gods!"
No humans?
Mike's clear eyes narrowed and he quickly discovered the loopholes in the logic.
"How do you vampires survive without humans? Whose blood do you suck? Rats?"
This piece of irony instantly froze Agatha, her face jumped twice, and she was extremely embarrassed.
"Hmm... maybe there are other creatures..."
Just when Agatha was quibbling about her previous speech, the deacon next to her suddenly coughed twice and exposed the master mercilessly.
"In fact, the advanced vampires appeared not long ago, and they can be regarded as the last demigod race born."
Agatha was stunned for a moment, then turned around and looked at the servant in disbelief.
As if he didn't notice his master's eyes, Nix continued: "Based on my knowledge, the higher blood descendants were indeed born after humans."
Agatha hid her fists behind her back and clenched them tightly, her eyes constantly gesturing towards Nicks, her fire-breathing eyes seemed to replace the sun and burn him to ashes.
"This is the truth!" Mike let out a bad breath, "You are far from being as great as you say, and besides, maybe you are still an inferior demi-god."
"Shut up!" Agatha was really irritated this time. She turned around and grabbed Mike's neck and lifted him up. "You are challenging my patience!"
Mike was choked so hard that he couldn't breathe, and the suppression of the blood made him unable to resist, so he could only continue to say: "Ahem... you are so angry, I must have been right. You know in your heart that you
The race is inferior to humans..."
puff!
Mike was thrown aside with such force that his bones almost fell apart.
Agatha's face was uncertain, and her chest was rising and falling rapidly.
She flipped up her golden hair, no longer looked at Mike, walked forward, and pointed at the nearby island not far away.
"The position on the treasure map has arrived, let's do the business first, and I will teach you a lesson later!"
…
The city of Akkad was in a state of chaos. The demon army followed the black mist and moved towards the giant tower, leaving only tragically dead residents and broken stones wherever it passed.
The smell of blood permeated the city gate, which was nauseating.
Victor's figure walked out of nothingness, holding his nose and carefully stepping on the debris on the ground.
He was shocked by the brutality of the Wild Hunt army, and even more shocked by why Klein was caught but not killed.
Continuing to walk forward, Victor came to the bottom of the original temple and found that the square had already been destroyed by the demon army, and half of the temple had collapsed.
There were dead people everywhere on the ground, but there was no trace of the high priest, and it was unknown whether he was buried under the collapsed ruins.
Victor went up to investigate and found some clues - the golden statue of the King of Heroes in the temple was missing.
Because there were too many deaths, the surrounding Qi was very weak, and all the energy gathered in the direction of the giant tower.
"That's it..."
He understood that there was a high probability that the high priest was not dead, but "carried" the golden statue and ran to the location of the giant tower.
I didn't see a single monster along the way, and those monsters could only move around in the black mist emitted by the Wild Hunt.
Victor pondered for a moment, cast a water spell on himself again that might not work, and disappeared above the ruins.
…
Under the giant tower, all the surviving residents in the city gathered here. At the front of them was the golden statue of the god, which became more and more radiant under the bright light from the top of the tower.
The high priest stood in front of the golden statue, surrounded by everyone.
The army, the Colossus and other resistance forces stood at the outermost perimeter, always on alert, pointing their spearheads directly at the approaching black mist.
The high priest raised his hands and muttered something in a broken ancient Nippur language. The residents present could not hear clearly, but no one dared to question it.
They prostrated themselves around the high priest without raising their heads, forming circles and circles like an unfolding garland.
Therefore, no one could notice the sweat on the high priest's forehead.
It was even more impossible for them to know that the high priest was actually acting on the occasion. He himself did not know what he was reciting, and the words in his mouth were just improvised prayers.
All the residents standing outside have become his flesh pads. Now the high priest is thinking. When all the demons are killed, he will open the door of the tower and hide in.
After all...only he has the way to open this giant tower.
…
"Anchor here! Send two dogs up to explore the way!" Agatha commanded the Crimson Queen to approach the desert island and stop the ship a hundred meters away from the coastline.
Later, two sailors went below the deck and pulled up two bat-winged demons, and ordered them to spread their wings and fly to the island to check.
Agatha put her hands on her hips, and her skirt swayed exaggeratedly in the sea breeze.
She looked at the bare mountaintop and asked Mike, who was still kneeling on the ground, in a curious tone: "I remember you said that the people of Nippur captured those people to build towers, but I didn't see any man-made buildings on the island.
Object."
Mike was speechless. In fact, he was also very surprised. When he was still on the Western Dawn, he looked at it from a distance and did not see the existence of a tower on the island at all.
Not only that, after a while, the bat-winged demon flew back to the Crimson Queen and brought back the news. A sailor stepped forward to report to Agatha.
"It's really a deserted island. I'm not sure of the exact location of the treasure, but I didn't see any other humans. There was only a stranded freighter on the opposite side of the island."
Mike's eyes moved, and then he heard Agatha speaking to him.
"Perhaps there is a possibility that the 'tower' that the people of Nippur want to build is actually related to the high-ranking practitioners of the 'tower path'."