Chapter 129

Sunset Street, in a small wooden house.

Anna curled up like a withered leaf, her thin, white back exposed to the air, bending into a fragile arc.

"It's coming again..."

The girl only felt an itching and painful sensation attacking her whole body, like countless ants crawling inside her body, making her suffer.

Click, click.

Her teeth chattered.

"So bitter, so bitter, so bitter..."

The girl's long neck tilted back abruptly, a sob like a young beast overflowed from her throat, and was quickly crushed between her trembling lips and teeth.

"Hold on, endure, this is Lord Spark's request." Anna kept repeating to remind herself.

And just as the girl was being tortured by the itching and pain on her body, a faint black gas that no one could detect overflowed from her body and drifted toward the distance.

Twilight Chamber of Commerce, third floor.

"Refreshing!"

Erkus put down the steaming teacup, looked at the lonely sunset outside the window and the black gas surging from all directions of the city, and let out a long breath.

He could feel that countless powers of pain were nourishing his body, making him stronger every moment, so much so that the shackles of the Crescent Rank were increasingly loose and already tottering.

"It's worthy of being people who have enjoyed enough blessings in this pure land of the Southern Region... It's only the second day and they can squeeze out so much power of pain. Those who were born as slaves wouldn't have so much even if they were tortured to death." Erkus muttered in a voice that could hardly be heard.

"You guys should also come out and have some tea." The merchant glanced at the corner of the room and said faintly.

Rustle, rustle, rustle.

The vampire trio emerged from the shadows. Raphael, who was leading, picked up the teacup on the table, poured three cups of hot tea for them, and did not forget to fill the teacup in front of Erkus.

"Phew, it's worthy of being the tea Lord Saimen likes most, it's really delicious!"

Latis put down the empty teacup in her hand, and a happy expression couldn't help but appear on her pretty face.

After glancing at the innocent girl in front of him, Erkus recalled that Lord Saimen seemed to quite dote on this vampire foster daughter.

In that case, it would be okay to show a little favor. After all, he would have to rely on them for protection in the next operation.

Thinking of this, a smile appeared on the merchant's shrewd face, and he said:

"Raphael, go pour another cup of Twilight Tea for your sister, it's rare that she likes it so much."

"Yes, thank you, Lord Erkus."

Raphael hurriedly performed a respectful salute before taking the teapot and filling the tea for his sister.

"Lord Erkus, what exactly does the Bewitching Tea you created taste like? It's actually better than Twilight Tea, which is so delicious."

After drinking another cup of hot tea, Latis asked with great curiosity.

After all, the taste of Twilight Tea already sounded like heaven to her, and she really wanted to taste the Bewitching Tea that was more popular in the city!

"I suggest you'd better dispel this idea, because even I don't know what it tastes like."

Erkus saw through the girl's thoughts in front of him at a glance, rolled his eyes, and said.

"Eh, eh, eh, even you, my lord, haven't tasted the Bewitching Tea?"

"For those without noble blessings, it is a fierce poison even more terrifying than poison. Even for me, the creator, it is the same." Erkus said calmly.

After finishing, seeing that all three of them looked curious, he decided to briefly explain his grace to these vampires to avoid any trouble in the subsequent actions.

"Bewitching Tea, which is Twilight Tea, is indeed completely harmless if drunk for a long time, and even beneficial to the body, but once you drink it for a long time and stop halfway..." A weird smile appeared on Erkus's face.

"The first day is fine, the second day is itchy and painful, the third day the pain intensifies, the fourth and fifth day, even breathing will hurt. It's not an exaggeration to say it's worse than death!"

Hearing this, the vampire trio couldn't help but feel cold, especially Latis, who had just wanted to taste it, shrank her neck in fear.

This kind of terrifying tea leaf, no matter how good it tastes, she wouldn't dare touch even a little bit!

"As for the Disaster of Bewitchment I told you about before, once I launch it, those people who are deeply trapped in Twilight Tea will listen to all my bewitchment and go do anything I want them to do."

Erkus said slowly, looking at the three people who were amazed in front of him, a trace of pride couldn't help but appear on his face.

Even Lord Saimen, the founder of the City of Slaves in the Eastern Region and the most outstanding Kelai person today, sighed repeatedly after hearing about the grace bestowed upon him by my God.

It was precisely because of this that he was able to seize the precious opportunity to destroy Twilight City, and even went so far as to take out the extremely rare Lei Mojing as a stepping stone.

"It's just a pity that my grace is useless to those with noble blessings, and the closer the rank is to mine, the less influence the bewitchment will have."

Erkus said regretfully. It was precisely because of this that he had to wait until he was promoted to the Crescent Rank or was about to be promoted before launching the Disaster of Bewitchment.

Otherwise, regardless of the range or the number of people affected, the goal of destroying Twilight City could not be realized.

"My lord, your grace is already very powerful; I have never heard of a grace like yours." Raphael praised.

"Yes, it doesn't look like a grace bestowed by the world at all. Which god bestowed it?" Latis looked puzzled.

In the vast majority of cases, the grace bestowed by the world is extremely positive, either combat, treatment, or survival, and it almost never appears that the Bewitching Tea seems to be born specifically to torture people.

Then this should be a grace bestowed by a god, but as everyone knows, among the countless races in the world, the great Seven Gods have always favored humans, so how could they bestow such a vicious grace?

Strange, strange, it can't be that the one who bestowed this grace is neither the world nor the Seven Gods...

"Don't ask what you shouldn't ask." Erkus's expression changed, and he said coldly.

My God does not allow His holy name to be spread outside of believers.

Hearing this, Latis immediately closed her mouth aggrievedly, and her brother hurriedly apologized to Erkus on her behalf.

"After I launch the Disaster of Bewitchment, your task is to take advantage of the chaos to kill Rosa Masha, the lord of the Southern Region. As long as Rosa dies, this pure land of the Southern Region will no longer exist." Erkus instructed.

"My lord, Rosa, who has no Crescent Knight protection, will naturally not be our opponent, but..." Raphael pointed out.

"Rest assured, it's not just that named magical beast that is holding back those two Crescent Knights. Lord Saimen also sent people specifically." Erkus waved his hand and said.

"That's good." Hearing this, Raphael finally let out a long sigh of relief.

As long as there is no Crescent Rank knight, Rosa, a mere magician, absolutely cannot resist the simultaneous attack of three Morning Stars.

By then, after completing the task, he would take Latis and run back to the City of Slaves as fast as he could, and even if Erkus died, he would be able to report back to Lord Saimen.

On the other side.

As the sky gradually darkened, the bard Damien finally overcame his inner moral shame and came to Red Fox Castle with trepidation.

(End of chapter)