Chapter 611: Moon Wine

The gray-haired old man with a 【Hunter Seal】 on his hand obviously also knows the danger of demons, especially the evil demons of the Third Era, so he wisely chose to refuse the blood wine of the demons. The two little girls were tempted to try, but were stopped by the middle-aged witch:

"Girls, even if you don't want to be my students in the future, I want to tell you a common sense knowledge: never have any contact with anything related to demons."

Seeing that her expression was very serious, the two little girls nodded and remained silent without saying anything more.

"The sixth and seventh kinds must be introduced together. These are Sun Wine and Moon Wine respectively. I absorbed some blood of the ancient sun insects, mixed with sunlight, and brewed this Sun Wine through the sun essence held by the ancient sun ancestors in the depths of the earth. I absorbed some blood of the ancient moon butterflies, mixed with the coldest moonlight, and injected the power of the red moon I mastered to obtain this Moon Wine."

When the saint mentioned "Red Moon," he looked at Xia De:

"These two bottles of wine must be stored together to balance the unstable power. Correspondingly, if you don't want to die very miserably, these two kinds of wine must also be drunk together, otherwise the flesh will be turned into light in an instant, and the soul will be drawn close to that great celestial body, and then fall into eternal madness. Is anyone willing to try it?"

The witch, the old man, and the twin girls all shook their heads. This is obviously not the power that mortals should try. But Xia De frowned slightly, because the voice in his ear was whispering:

【Maybe, you can try it a little bit.】

"Try which one?"

【What do you think?】

"Can I just have the Moon Wine?"

So he looked up at the saint, who didn't seem surprised at all by such a result:

"Of course, but this will destroy the taste of the sun essence and moon light existing together, just like mortals eating small bread for breakfast without sweet sauce."

Fortunately, Xia De never dips bread in sauce.

Two stoppers popped open at the same time, first pouring two kinds of bright red liquid with strange luster into the saint's wine glass together, and then one of them flew to Xia De, pouring the wine into his glass. In the bright red wine, there was a cold luster.

Xia De picked up the wine glass with one hand. He felt a powerful attraction, attracting him to drink the wine in front of him:

"The initial moon of ancient times was silver moonlight."

He said softly, and the evil god didn't pick up the wine glass, but looked at him with a smile:

"Yes."

"Later, for unknown reasons, the ancient moon split into three, which are the yellow moon symbolizing guidance and chaos, the silver moon symbolizing holiness and mania, and the red moon symbolizing flesh and reproduction, or called the blood moon."

"Yes."

The evil god nodded again:

"I am the protector of all blood-sucking species. They worship the blood moon, and I naturally control part of the power of the red moon."

Xia De nodded:

"Actually, I have always believed that I am illuminated by the silver moon, even if I don't know what this is because of."

"If you are willing to be transformed into my kin, I can give you some small hints."

The saint proposed very cautiously, Xia De shook his head gently:

"Sorry, at least I don't have this plan for now."

The other four people at the table lowered their heads, pretending not to hear this conversation.

"It doesn't matter, you can consider it again, after all... I have always been there, haven't I?"

His meaning is that until the Sixth Era where Xia De truly is, this god still exists.

Xia De looked at the wine in front of him, raised it to the same level as his eyes, and looked at the saint across the table through the translucent red liquid. He first saw the red round moon in the liquid, and then through that red moon, he saw the god sitting at the other end of the table.

It was not the image of the middle-aged man wearing a red cloak, but a giant flesh-and-blood humanoid existence that he could not describe in any language, as if occupying the entire space.

Xia De took a deep breath and closed his eyes. Under the surprised gaze of others, he looked up and drank the blood brew in his hand. The cold but soft liquid slid toward his stomach along his throat. Subsequently, red light radiated from the cracks on the surface of his body, but it calmed down in just one second.

Xia De opened his eyes, red light shot out from his eyes, but gradually returned to peace, and finally disappeared completely. Laughter appeared in his ear, very soft laughter:

【Tasting the blood wine of the god, Outsider, you have some insights into the blasphemous 'Red Moon.'】

It is not just some insights, Xia De felt that his control over moonlight has also become much stronger because of this glass of wine. He hasn't had a chance to try it yet, but he thinks that at least he can develop more diverse ways to use 【Moonlight Slash】.

"The taste is very good."

Xia De praised softly and put the wine glass back on the table. The saint facing him shook his head gently, not knowing what he was sighing about, and then drank the mixed drink of two kinds of blood brew in his wine glass.

Up to this point, Turin Poison Insect Wine, Wine of Elements, Moon Wine, Xia De has completed the requirement of drinking with the god three times. For any mortal living in the Fifth Era and the Sixth Era, this kind of achievement is something that can be boasted about for a lifetime.

The god said again:

"The eighth kind of blood brew, Warrior Wine. Although veteran soldiers who have experienced battles are not very useful outside the battlefield, the blood and souls tempered by war are very interesting. Every once in a while, I will let the servants offer warrior blood, and after countless years, I finally obtained a bottle of Warrior Wine worth collecting."

He paused:

"A very interesting point of this wine is that men can significantly improve their physical fitness after drinking it, while women will likely grow some... extra organs. After all, only by combining the concepts of warrior and male can we brew this most rugged, but also quite interesting wine."

After speaking, he looked directly at the armored old man with gray hair at the table. Xia De is not willing to drink human blood, and the witch and twin girls obviously don't want to face the "extra organs that are likely to grow."

The old man was hesitating. This is already the eighth kind of blood brew, and he still needs to drink with the god at least once. Although Warrior Wine will definitely not be as simple as the god said, it is already considered relatively safe among all the blood brews just now.

"Okay, God, I am willing to drink with you."

The blood wine was poured to the saint and the old man respectively. The former drank the wine in the cup in one gulp, and then looked at the latter at the table with great interest. The gray-haired armored old man hesitated holding the cup, he had no other magic potion.

"Don't worry, I can detoxify."

Xia De said, but the witch reminded:

"Your detoxification spell seems to come from elves, which can only be useful for strong toxins that destroy the body. And that glass of wine may not be poisonous, but has other effects."

"Do you have any way?"

Xia De asked the witch. The middle-aged witch originally had no interest in saving the old man, after all, the other party was a man. But after being looked at by Xia De, she still thought about it subconsciously, but still shook her head:

"My method can only be useful for witches."

Many magic potions that Ringed Shushi can drink are highly toxic to ordinary people, so Xia De can understand her meaning.

"It doesn't matter, being able to walk to this step is already beyond my expectations."

The old man said to Xia De with a smile, hesitated for a moment and picked up the cup and was about to drink, but was stopped by others:

"Please wait a moment."

The one who spoke was actually the younger black-dressed girl among the twin girls. Seeing that everyone looked at her, the girl shrank. And her sister, the girl in the white dress, obviously wanted to stop her sister from speaking. But also because she saw everyone looking over, she sighed and didn't say anything more.

"We have medicine here."

The black-dressed girl said in a low voice. She and her sister both have blue eyes and black hair. This hair color makes Xia De have a good impression.

As she spoke, the girl in the white dress as the sister took out a flat rectangular red-copper small box from the side pocket of her skirt.

"Artifact?"

Because of the existence of the saint, Xia De's perception was greatly suppressed. It was not until he saw this artifact being taken out that he realized that the girls who were temporarily ordinary people actually carried artifacts.

"This is... 【Medicine Box for Addicts】? You actually prepared this in advance?"

The witch beside the girls recognized what this was.

"We secretly took it when we ran out of the house."

The little girl in the black dress said in a low voice.

"Your family, shouldn't it be that one in the South Continent..."

The witch was very surprised. Seeing Xia De was a little puzzled, she explained to him:

"【Medicine Box for Addicts】, Demon-level artifact, can be used three times every 12 hours, can obtain any medicine you want to get. Although the supernatural nature of the medicine will not be very strong, it is definitely the kind you want to get. The negative effect lies in addictiveness, but if it is only used once or twice, that terrible addictiveness can be overcome by willpower."

The rating method of artifacts is different in different eras. Xia De is not very clear about what level "Demon-level" corresponds to, but according to the characteristics, it should be Poet-level or Document-level.

"This can be lent to you once."

The girl in the white dress said to the old man, and then handed the red-copper metal small box to the witch, the witch handed it to Xia De, and then passed it to the old man.

The gray-haired old man didn't know what to say. He opened his mouth, looked at the four people at this end of the table, and then drank the blood wine in his hand in one gulp.

Terrible red veins spread from his esophagus to his whole body. All the pores on his body were oozing blood gas. This was not the body "leaking blood," but it seemed that the body could not accommodate so much blood. At the same time, the old man's body expanded outward like an inflated balloon, and his already bloated hand quickly opened the medicine box and threw a plain-looking white pill into his mouth.