Chapter 160 10 Double-Standard Book Spirit

Chapter 160 -10- Double-standard book spirit

Elf? !

The middle-aged knight was slightly stunned.

When he noticed the other party's iconic red hair and the faintly powerful aura, his expression quickly became solemn:

"Scarlet Flame Blade...Sebastian!"

The red-haired elf's figure paused slightly, and his expression seemed a little unnatural because of hearing this title.

The smile on his face faded a lot, and he took a step forward gracefully.

The next second, his entire figure disappeared instantly.

"Miss, step back!"

The middle-aged knight's heart trembled, and he shouted loudly.

He subconsciously raised his long sword to block, and as soon as the long sword was raised, he felt a huge force coming from his hands.

"Bang!"

A burning flaming sword appeared out of thin air, directly picking up the long sword in the middle-aged knight's hand, and at the other end of the long sword, the red-haired elf reappeared.

The middle-aged knight shouted angrily, and a dazzling silver light burst out from his body.

The source power is released, which is the symbol of the second level of Silver Moon.

He drew out the spare dagger from his waist, and the silver light spread on the dagger, revealing a sharp breath, like the agitated moonlight.

He stepped lightly on the ground, and the hills under his feet suddenly cracked and sunken, and he rushed towards the red-haired elf like an arrow from a bow.

The two fought together in an instant.

The intersection of the silver sword and the flame sword burst out with dazzling brilliance.

The terrifying source power and magic power intertwined with each other, forming a powerful energy storm, which directly crushed the surrounding trees...

"Boom..."

A loud noise.

The girl holding the heavy book had taken the opportunity to retreat to a distance. She pursed her lips and watched the sudden battle nervously.

But the battle was over after the loud noise.

Under the moonlight, the dust composed of agitated sawdust and stone powder gradually dissipated, revealing the two people who were still fighting just now.

The middle-aged knight still held the dagger high.

But the next second, the dagger in his hand broke into several pieces.

He shook slightly, suddenly spurted out a mouthful of black and red blood, and then slowly fell.

The middle-aged knight stuck the broken sword into the ground with difficulty, barely maintaining the posture of kneeling on one knee, and a pair of scarlet eyes looked at the red-haired elf standing in front of him in disbelief:

"You...didn't fall in rank?"

The red-haired elf was unharmed.

He did not answer the middle-aged knight's question, but stood there elegantly, with the flaming sword in his hand burning continuously.

He looked up and down at the knight with interest, with a little surprise in his eyes:

"Silver source power...Is this the Crescent Moon Sword Skill? How can you, a vampire, use the swordsmanship of the Crescent Moon Royal Family?"

The middle-aged knight remained silent.

He raised his head with difficulty, staring at the elegant and indifferent red-haired elf, with an extremely solemn expression.

The red-haired elf chuckled, and was about to say something, but a crazy roar suddenly came from all around.

The elf raised his eyebrows and looked around. He saw several two-meter-tall, fully armored undead holding long swords and rushing towards him with a large group of zombies...

In the slightly surprised eyes of the elf, he was submerged by the tide of undead in an instant...

"Lahail!"

Not far away, the girl who had finished casting a spell quickly put down the heavy book, quickly came to the middle-aged knight, and helped him up with a worried look on her face.

"Miss, cough cough... Don't worry about me! Run away! We are not his opponent!"

The middle-aged knight said while coughing blood.

At the same time, a roar came from the tide of undead that submerged the elf.

The crimson light burst out, and the red flames soared into the sky, tearing all the undead that rushed up into pieces and burning into fireballs...

And when the light was gone, the unscathed elf reappeared in front of the two.

He was still elegant, and there was not even a wrinkle on his tuxedo.

The girl raised her head blankly and looked at the red-haired elf in disbelief, as if she was looking at a monster.

The elf smiled slightly and asked with interest:

"The strength of the undead is a little weak, do you have any other means?"

As if she felt the condescending disdain and ridicule in the other party's words, the girl's face looked a little ugly.

She gritted her teeth, opened the book again, and dripped the bright red blood on the heavy book.

The red-haired elf did not stop the girl's actions, but watched her actions with interest.

As the blood dripped, the black shadow gathered on the heavy book, and a dark shadow appeared faintly in front of the girl.

It was a bizarre and twisted shadow, with a vicissitudes and ancient breath.

With the appearance of the shadow, the girl's breath became obviously more sluggish, as if she had paid a great price.

"Mortal, tell me your wish!"

The dark shadow looked down at the girl holding the book, and his voice was extremely cold.

"Goster! Kill him! Summon the strongest undead! Kill him!"

The girl shouted almost gritting her teeth.

After hearing the girl's words, the dark shadow turned into a deep light and reentered the book, which then glowed with a faint light.

The next moment, several complex and mysterious blood-red magic circles appeared around the elves, and one after another, fierce undead slowly walked out of the magic circles.

Their armor was more complete, the fire of the dead souls in their eye sockets was more vigorous, and their bodies were taller.

They roared and rushed towards the elves.

The red-haired elf remained calm.

A flash of light appeared in his hand, and the crimson flaming sword instantly dissipated. Then he gently grasped the void gracefully and slowly pulled out a black flaming sword from the void.

Seeing the black flaming sword, the girl's expression changed drastically:

"Sword of Blasphemy!"

The elf swung his sword and the undead spirits rushing towards him began to burn with black flames, and soon turned into ashes...

Crush.

Naked crush.

The girl gritted her teeth and bit her healed finger again.

But before she could drip blood onto the book in her hand, a long sword burning with black flames was across her neck.

"This beautiful vampire lady, didn't your elders tell you that using the ancient book spirit to summon a summoned creature, you can't summon a summoned creature that is one level higher than your own?"

"Some Silver Moon Level 2 Dead Soul Servant may cause trouble to the camp, but it's not enough for me."

The elf said slowly with a smile on his face.

After hearing the red-haired elf's words, the girl froze slightly.

She raised her head with a pale face, and soon met a pair of scarlet eyes full of playfulness.

The next second, she felt her body tighten, and a magic-forbidden chain tied her to death.

"Miss!"

The middle-aged knight called out anxiously, but the next moment, he was also tied up by the magic-forbidden chain, and was thrown directly next to the girl.

The girl's magic power was imprisoned, and the heavy book seemed to have lost some mysterious connection, and the deep light on it also disappeared.

In the somewhat surprised eyes of the red-haired elf, the summoned undead trembled slightly, and suddenly turned into ashes, and the ashes turned into deep streams of light, flying from all directions and pouring into the book.

The red-haired elf was thoughtful.

He touched his chin and leisurely picked up the heavy book on the ground.

Seeing her book being picked up, the girl glared at him, and her angry eyes seemed to want to eat him alive.

However, just when she thought that he was going to open the book or put it in his arms, she saw the elf suddenly turn around gracefully.

He held the book in one hand and placed the other hand on his chest, bent down slightly, and bowed respectfully and elegantly towards the distance:

"Great master, your loyal Sebastian has caught these little flies behind the scenes."

Master... Master?

The tied-up vampire girl and the middle-aged knight were both stunned.

They couldn't help but look in the direction of the elf's salute, and only heard slow footsteps coming from the darkness.

The clouds drifted, and the clear moonlight shone on the hills and penetrated the dense woods.

In the darkness, a petite figure slowly walked out of the forest.

It was a girl who looked thirteen or fourteen years old. She was elegant and noble in a black and red Gothic dress, which was out of tune with the surrounding environment.

She had beautiful blonde hair and a pair of clear blue eyes. Her delicate and lovely appearance stunned the vampire girl who was always proud of her beauty.

However, looking at the iconic hair color and eye color, as well as some family emblems painted on the black and red dress, the girl quickly recognized the other party's identity.

She widened her eyes, a little surprised, a little confused, and a little angry:

"You are... Castel?!"

The person who walked out of the forest was Charlotte.

She looked at the two people tied up by Sebastian curiously, squinting her eyes and asked:

"You... know me?"

The vampire girl did not answer, but stared at her, with a hateful look as if she wanted to tear her apart, eat her flesh, and her blood.

Being looked at by such extremely hostile eyes, Charlotte was also a little confused.

How did she attract these guys?

Even if it was the Blood Demon Cult, they should not know that it was her who was secretly making trouble in Boulder?

Why did someone suddenly appear to kill her?

Wait, did they just say they had a grudge against Castel?

Castel's enemy?

And a vampire?

Could there be some secret hidden in her family that she didn't know about?

Charlotte frowned.

At this time, Sebastian interrupted her thoughts:

"Master, I found an interesting item on them. I'm afraid it is the key to their ability to summon the undead on a large scale. Please check it."

Charlotte's heart moved slightly, and she looked at Sebastian, who handed over a heavy book with both hands.

Charlotte took the book and felt a sinking in her hands. It was very heavy.

The cover of the book was black, with dark gold magic patterns painted around it, and on the cover, there was a line of strange gold-plated fonts.

Charlotte didn't know what the text was, but she felt that it was a bit similar to the mysterious text on the Holy Book of Blood, and it might be related to it.

But... she knew what the text meant, as if she knew what it meant when she saw it, and she naturally knew how to read it.

Charlotte almost subconsciously recited:

"The Way of the Dead...?"

As she recited the mysterious language in a rhythmic manner, the heavy book flickered slightly, and Charlotte felt a dark, corrupt and extremely aggressive force flowing toward her body along the book.

Charlotte frowned and immediately activated the "blood-sucking" effect of the blood power, assimilating all the power that entered her body.

The next moment, she felt the book in her hand tremble slightly, and she stopped attacking instantly, and at the same time, she retracted all the deep light and shrank into a ball.

Faintly, she seemed to feel a kind of spiritual fear from the book.

"Interesting..."

Charlotte touched the cold cover of the heavy book with interest.

Under the touch, she felt that the spiritual fear seemed to be stronger.

"What is the origin of this book?"

She looked at the two vampires who were tied up.

The vampire girl still glared at her and did not answer.

The middle-aged knight on the side was silent for a moment, and suddenly asked:

"If I tell you its origin, can you let us go?"

"The master is asking you questions, and you have no right to bargain. However, the great master has always been magnanimous. If you can make the master happy, perhaps... the master will consider sparing your lives."

Sebastian said with a smile.

The middle-aged knight was silent.

After a moment, he said:

"This is the holy weapon of the dead soul agent given to him by the Blood Demon Grand Duke during the vampire civil war. It is the legendary Book of the Dead... By paying a certain price to summon the book spirit of the Book of the Dead, you can summon the dead souls stored in the book."

Hearing her companion's answer, the vampire girl widened her eyes and looked at the middle-aged knight with a look of astonishment.

However, seeing the other party's flickering eyes, she suddenly felt something in her heart and fell silent.

She is the owner of the Book of the Dead.

No one knows this evil book better than her.

To use the Book of the Dead to summon the dead, you must sign a dead soul contract, which requires a great price.

This is still for the contractor.

And if a non-contractor rashly uses the Book of the Dead to summon the dead, it is only possible to usher in a more terrifying backlash...

Although Lahaier talked about the role of the Book of the Dead, he only said half of it.

She realized that this was Lahaier setting a trap for the other party.

There was no other reason. The number of undead she summoned in this attack was huge. The undead that were collected by the Book of the Dead after the connection was broken were only the ones closest to them.

The undead farther away, especially those fighting with the Castel family's convoy, were still continuing the last order...

There was no doubt that the other party found them to solve this problem.

The Book of the Dead was a holy relic of the dead. Even Chiyang could not bear the backlash of angering the book spirit.

If they were tricked into activating the Book of the Dead, maybe... they could turn the tables.

Thinking of this, the girl lowered her eyelids and looked at Charlotte coldly.

"Book spirit?"

Charlotte was thoughtful.

She weighed the Book of the Dead, gently stroked the cover, and said:

"Book spirit, come out to see me."

Quiet...

The Book of the Dead did not respond.

Looking at the girl who was calling the book spirit directly like a mentally retarded person, the girl pursed her lips and decided to give her a push:

"You didn't pay the price."

"You need to provide blood essence. Only after drinking the blood essence will the book spirit be willing to..."

The girl didn't finish her words.

Because the Book of the Dead Souls had already responded.

In the somewhat dull eyes of the middle-aged knight and the vampire girl, the light of the Book of the Dead Souls was bright, and the dark shadow emerged by itself, extremely clear, and bowed deeply to Charlotte who was touching the cover, and the respectful voice was even a little panicked:

"Noble and great being, may I ask what the humble Gust can do for you?"

Vampire girl: ...

Middle-aged knight: ...