Chapter 612: Blood Wine Brewing

As the medicine was swallowed, the old man clenched his right hand, knocked on the table, closed his eyes, and showed an even more terrifying expression than when he drank the poison insect blood just now. But at least the trend of his body expanding stopped. Although blood was still oozing from his body, his bloated body was also shrinking inward.

Obviously, this time he held on again. This means that Xia De and the old man have passed the second round of this god's cocktail party held by the God of Blood-Sucking, while the girls still need to drink together twice, and the witch still needs once.

"Thank you."

The old man who returned to normal said to the girls exhaustedly. This time he didn't take out the ring as a thank you, but obviously he wouldn't forget the people who had helped him.

"The ninth kind of blood brew, Ether Wine. The origin of this blood brew is very interesting. Its raw materials are some magical creatures, coming from another god who once traded with me. The wine bottle was thrown into the deep sea vortex by me, concentrated under deep sea pressure for thousands of years, and then added some blood of deep sea monsters as seasoning materials. In my opinion, this bottle of wine belongs to the level of precious mouthwash. After all, except for the special taste, it can only provide unimaginable huge spirit for mortals."

"I want to try it."

The witch said immediately.

"We too."

The girls also raised their hands to signal.

The tasting of the ninth kind of blood brew did not have any accidents. Although Xia De was tempted, he did not propose to try it again. The witch digested that huge spirit, but the price was that she looked ten years older.

And the twin girls were not drinking the blood brew without any price this time. After they drank the wine together, Xia De actually saw that the hearts of the two were hooked together by a phantom of a black chain.

The huge spirit in the blood wine directly concretized the bond about "twins" in the family inheritance contract. As the spirit was digested, the chain connecting the hearts shook violently.

As the elder sister, the girl in the white dress almost bit her lip, but just didn't make a sound, while the girl in the black dress screamed in pain in a low voice. If it weren't for the witch sitting beside them who kindly rescued them and guided them on how to dissipate the spirit that was fatal to ordinary people, it would be difficult for the girls to continue to maintain normal.

But after surviving the abundant spirit in the Ether Wine and learning how to use power that didn't belong to them under the guidance of the witch, they were getting closer and closer to officially awakening and becoming witches.

Time had reached the 27th minute of Xia De entering the Night Manor, and the ten bottles of wine in front of the saint had already been opened 9 bottles. It seemed that this blood-sucking god was calculating the time, allowing Xia De to leave just in time.

"The last bottle of blood brew, Soul Wine. I went to the end of the soul and took a bowl of clean water."

He nodded to Xia De:

"Yes, it is the place you just left. I integrated the blood of the soul-sucking ghost that had been exterminated by me into it, stored the wine bottle and the wine in the soul of the mortal infant chosen by me, let this wine spend a lifetime with him, and witnessed everything the soul experienced. Only after ninety-nine cycles did I have this bottle of wine."

This god is not troubled at all to obtain fine wine.

The stopper popped open with a bang, and everyone at the table, including Xia De, couldn't help but look at the mouth of the wine bottle. There is no need for the god to introduce, they also understood the effect of this bottle of wine—

Make the soul stronger.

Any mortal soul cannot refuse such temptation, even if Xia De's soul can infect divinity, it is also attracted by this kind of opportunity.

"Only an absolutely strong soul can drink it. A river can accommodate the impact of a stream, but an ant hole is absolutely unable to accommodate it."

The god said, looking at the twin girls:

"The medicine in your medicine box has no effect on soul damage. So, are you going to drink this last glass of wine with me?"

The girls had to answer even if they didn't want to. This was already the last bottle of blood brew. They looked at each other, because obviously, even with the bond of the soul and the power of family inheritance, they could not be counted as "strong soul" in any case.

"Please wait a moment."

The one who spoke this time was Xia De. He glanced at the girls:

"You said that I can use the third bottle of wine I brought to offset a chance to drink blood brew. Now that I have drunk three glasses of wine with you, then, can I give this chance to these two little girls?"

Although this means that Xia De will have to find another kind of blood next time, this is just a matter of time and gold pounds for him.

"Of course you can, but... they have two people, and you can only offset one glass of wine."

The saint said calmly.

"I am the sister, I will drink it!"

The girl in the white dress said immediately, reaching out to take the cup, but was stopped by the black-dressed girl who had always seemed timid:

"No, you have done enough, Grace."

She stared at her sister, showing a strength she had never shown before:

"You have always been protecting me, since I was a child. We promised to be together forever, is it only you who can pay for me?"

"But I am the sister..."

"Girls, please be quiet."

Xia De stopped this dialogue that seemed to be in a court novel in time. Dorothy would probably be interested in this story, but he didn't have enough time and didn't have time to listen to the dialogue between the two sisters:

"I will drink for them."

He looked up at the god at the table again.

Without even giving others a chance to react, that bottle of Soul Wine was poured into the wine glasses at both ends of the long table.

Xia De took a deep breath and looked at the god while holding the wine glass:

"I have to admit, this is indeed a very good cocktail party."

He said words of praise that didn't cost gold pounds.

"Thank you for the praise, your taste is really good."

The god also responded. They raised their glasses together, clinked them slightly across the long table, and the sound of glass cups colliding actually came out in the air.

Xia De drank the wine in the cup in one gulp, and then really felt the soul absorbing power, but there was no pain. The soul capable of storing divinity was completely unaffected by this glass of wine.

"Sir..."

The girls wanted to thank him, but Xia De had no time.

"Then see you next time, God of Blood-Sucking, next time I will bring a better gift."

He said, and had already stood up and prepared to walk toward the door. Compared to being dragged away by invisible power, Xia De preferred to walk into that white fog door himself.

The twin girls still wanted to open their mouths to thank him, but Xia De, who had already walked to the door, heard the god's voice.

The double doors that had turned blood-red at some point opened automatically in front of Xia De, revealing the endless white fog behind. Xia De stood at the door and turned to look at the blood-sucking god. The latter was holding the empty cup and said softly:

"I noticed that you are helping the mortals here? Unexpected guest, do you want to be a good person?"

This is the Delarion language of the Sixth Era.

"No, I just want to do what I want to do."

The saint said:

"I appreciate the kindness you showed me."

Xia De didn't speak. He could leave in more than ten seconds. These things could be left to be solved next time.

"But I am curious, if you master the ability to suck blood, whether you will use it to strengthen yourself."

Although he didn't show too much cruelty, the evil god was indeed an evil god.

"God, please allow my offense, I refuse to become a blood-sucking species."

Xia De said, and started counting down in his heart:

"Three."

There was simply not enough time for the evil god to forcibly transform him, unless the other party dared to make a move when Xia De was pulled into the white fog door.

"No, no, I have no interest in transforming you. I mean, are you willing to listen to my story?"

The saint folded his hands together on the table. The tapestry with scarlet symbols behind him was trembling slightly. No, even the strange-shaped kerosene lamps on the wall and the strings of teeth hanging down from the red crystal chandelier began to tremble.

"Two."

He opened his mouth to speak:

"Sorry, I must leave now."

"Then..."

The God of Blood-Sucking seemed to be laughing, he was very proud. And Xia De was falling backward, and the white fog gradually wrapped him.

"One! Ha, I'm safe!"

"Just now, the ten stories of brewing wine I told, what do you think?"

The last sentence entered his ear, and at the same time, the white fog in front of him completely blurred Xia De's vision. He could only see the saint's scarlet eyes, the eyes that seemed to be able to drag any soul into the blood pool, staring at him.

"So he was planning this..."

【The God of Blood-Sucking looks down at the earth from the sky, using great power, desire, and bloody hands to brew endless blood brew. This is the manic desire for blood-sucking, this is the most perfect strange collection, and this is also a chaotic story of blood and wine.】

【You listened to the story of the Old God "Blood Duke Lau-Ai," and you learned one of the blasphemies of the Old God "Blood Duke Lau-Ai."】

"Wait, you don't mean, just because I listened to the story of the god brewing wine, I am going to become a blood-sucking species?"

【Outsider, you obtained the strange art - Blood Wine Brewing.】