Chapter 58 Constraints and Oaths
His long white hair fell to his shoulders, with a few strands bobbing on his forehead with the movement of the horse's hooves.
"How lively! Our tiny duchy is actually worthy of the presence of the Holy Armor Priestly Council and the Four Emperors Council..."
He dismounted, smoothed his stray hair, clenched his right fist in front of his chest, and bowed politely.
"Clang..."
No sooner had he finished speaking than several officers from the rear rushed into the battlefield where the two sides were locked in a standoff, firmly protecting the members of the convoy behind them.
"Te!"
Jack casually spat on the ground, shrugged, and kicked open the half of the carriage he was standing on.
"Don't give me any other excuses! You know why we're here. If you don't want to be burned to a crisp, hand over the Dead Sea Scrolls!"
"Oh…"
Faced with these threatening words, Dracula simply smiled, loosened his wrist guards, and then stared intently at him.
"Fine! You're really courting death." He glared at him, then spread his arms and unleashed his magic.
"null--!"
Seeing this, the Cardinal and Dracula no longer hesitated and unleashed their magic.
The road surface was instantly lifted as the three magical forces collided, and the three were instantly locked in battle. Jack, who was fighting two against one, was kicked in the back of the head and immediately fell into a disadvantageous position.
Flame and Plague immediately abandoned their fight with the generals and joined the battle between the three.
Seeing this, the remaining members of the three factions instantly engaged in a fierce battle for the Dead Sea Scrolls fragments, the aftershocks of which swept along the way, and another tug-of-war began...
Seeing how fiercely they were fighting, Dongfang Qing couldn't help but sigh, pinching the bridge of his nose.
"Magellan's escorts were unlucky; they were discovered both times they returned..."
He stood with his hands in his pockets, enjoying the trash talk exchanged between the two sides for a while, before turning his gaze to the city a thousand miles away.
At this moment, a young demon in a suit and leather shoes was standing on the city wall, his hands behind his back, a newspaper held between his fingers.
He squinted at the situation on the battlefield, his fingertips constantly rubbing a corner of the newspaper until he tore it.
He wore a brown suit with a bright red tie, and a light gray top hat was pressed down on his jet-black hair. What was particularly striking was his pale skin.
The boy was Rorschach
If the skin of a young girl or a loli is porcelain white, smooth and tender, then Rorschach's skin at this moment is no different from that of a dead person.
His eyes were sunken, as if he had been masturbating non-stop for eight months, and his pale skin was covered with wrinkles. He stood there blankly on the city wall like a dried corpse.
"Boom—!"
While he was still in a daze, the 3rd Division of the Beasts Pirates had already rushed into the city, crossing over at an extremely fast speed in an attempt to catch up with another transport convoy.
"Well…"
Biting his parched lips, Luo Xia felt as if he were dying, his two sharp teeth rubbing against his lips, and he craved blood at every moment.
"Or maybe we should give them to..."
Saliva was being secreted in large quantities in his mouth, and his two fangs seemed to resonate with each other, growing larger with his thoughts.
"No, it would be too obvious to make a move here. The Vatican's eyes are too sharp..."
He shook his head sharply, quickly suppressing the thought. He unfolded the newspaper, rested his arms on the city wall, and began to browse it absentmindedly.
"Hmm? The Vatican has initially deduced that the disappearance of people on the shores of Loch Ness in Mamica is related to an unknown mummified corpse."
As his gaze swept past the title, the first column of the main text immediately startled Luo Xia, causing him to furrow his brow in a strange manner.
"That's impossible... Neither Daedalus nor I deployed any vampires there, so how did they pin this on us??"
He pursed his lips and muttered to himself, becoming more and more surprised as he read on.
The content is roughly that because the water on this lake is particularly fertile, watering crops can dramatically increase crop yields.
Many farmers have become wealthy thanks to this lake, believing it to be blessed by the god of agriculture. Therefore, they erected a statue of the god and worshipped him daily…
Of course, their fate was predictable: the Holy Armor Priests discovered their heresy, executed them by slow slicing, and their bodies were thrown into the lake…
The original statue of Saturn was also removed and replaced with a much larger statue of Apollo…
"What is that? Amazing, incredibly amazing!"
"There's a reason why I say these natives are stupid. I don't even dare to mess with the Vatican anymore, and a few civilians actually went and danced in a minefield?!"
After thoroughly interpreting the contents, he couldn't help but give a thumbs up to the sky, while simultaneously chuckling to himself.
"Well…"
Suddenly, the smell of blood wafting from within the city made his pupils dilate violently. He crushed the bricks in his hands, bending over to suppress the urge to drink blood…
The constant thirst for blood is, without exception, the only drawback of blood magic.
Even though he had researched this blood magic more than a decade ago, he still couldn't overcome this weakness, despite conducting numerous human experiments...
Many of the test subjects lost consciousness the moment the corridor transformed, turning into blood-sucking monsters, completely comparable to the black ratmen brought by the Black Death...
"bump--!"
He slammed his fist into the city wall, trembling all over, biting his lip to forcefully suppress this instinctive desire in the sunlight.
"Why...it was so close...it was so close..." Luo Xia clenched his fists tightly, his pupils contracted violently, and he howled in extreme resentment.
"null--!"
The sounds of fighting coming from inside the city immediately caught his attention, and his scarlet eyes glanced toward the source of the noise.
There were many adventurers desperately trying to stop the members of the Hundred Beasts Bandit Gang's 3rd Division as they fought their way down the street toward the north of the city.
The sudden commotion quickly reminded Rorschach of something. He covered his face and grinned maliciously, "That's it... the Dead Sea Scrolls, there must be a way to solve this flaw in them..."
"Hehehe... Once I get my hands on the Dead Sea Scrolls, I can..."
He turned around shakily, preparing to get involved in the transport route in the north of the city, when a tall figure unexpectedly caught his eye.
"Victoria!?"
The moment Luo Xia saw the man, he cried out in alarm and quickly took a few steps back. His body's instinctive fear even overwhelmed his thirst for blood.
"You've surprised me a bit by allowing the blood magic's casting animation to function as a super armor ability."
After adjusting his appearance and height, Dongfang Qing appeared before Luo Xia as Victoria. Seeing Luo Xia step back, he couldn't help but shake his head and tease him.
"You...you..."
His body trembled violently, and he swallowed hard, trying to retreat further, but his body had already crashed into the city wall.
Pulling down his hood, Dongfang Qing revealed a cold smile: "For certain mad mages, I'm quite happy to impose [restraints and oaths] on them!"
"The greater your vow, the greater the potential I will grant you; however, if you break your vow, you will pay the price of constraints..."
Upon hearing this, Rorschach froze on the spot, his finger trembling as he pointed to his sunken eyes: "You can help me fix the flaws in blood magic!?"