As the medicine was swallowed, the old man clenched his right hand, knocked on the table, and closed his eyes, revealing an expression even more terrifying than when he drank the blood of the venomous insect just now.
But at least the swelling of his body stopped.
Although blood was still seeping out, his bloated body was contracting inwards.
Apparently, he had survived this time as well.
This meant that Xia De and the old man had both passed the second round of the God of Vampires' Wine Party, while the girls still needed to drink twice, and the witch once.
"Thank you."
The old man, who had returned to normal, thanked the girls wearily.
This time he did not take out the ring as a token of gratitude, but he clearly would not forget those who had helped him.
"The ninth blood brew, Ether Wine.
The origin of this blood brew is very interesting; its raw materials are some magical creatures from another god with whom I once traded.
The bottle was thrown into a deep-sea vortex by me, concentrated for tens of thousands of years under deep-sea pressure, and then some blood of deep-sea leviathans was added as seasoning.
This bottle of wine, in my opinion, belongs to the level of precious mouthwash, because apart from its somewhat special taste, it can only provide unimaginable vast spirit to mortals."
"I want to try it."
The witch said immediately.
"Us too."
The girls also raised their hands to indicate.
There were no accidents during the tasting of the ninth blood brew.
Although Xia De was moved, he did not suggest trying it again himself.
The witch digested the vast spirit, and the price was that she looked ten years older.
And the twin girls did not drink the blood brew without a price this time.
After they drank the wine together, Xia De actually saw their hearts connected by a phantom black chain.
The vast spirit in the blood brew directly materialized the bond of "twins" in the family inheritance contract.
As the spirit was digested, the chain connecting their hearts trembled rapidly.
The White Dress Girl, who was the older sister, almost bit through her lips but made no sound, while the Black Dress Girl cried out softly in pain.
If it weren't for the witch sitting next to them kindly coming to their rescue and guiding them to disperse the spirit accumulated in their bodies, which would be fatal to ordinary people, the girls would probably have found it difficult to remain normal.
But having endured the abundant spirit in the Ether Wine and learned how to use power that did not belong to them under the guidance of the witch, they were getting closer and closer to formally awakening as witches.
Time had already reached the 27th minute since Xia De entered Night Manor, and 9 of the ten bottles of wine in front of the Saint had already been opened.
It seemed that this Vampire God was calculating the time so that Xia De could leave just in time.
"The last blood brew, Wine of Souls.
I went to the end of souls and took a bowl of pure water."
He nodded to Xia De:
"Yes, it's the place you just left.
I infused the blood of the soul-eaters, whom I had exterminated, into it, and stored the bottle and the wine in the soul of a mortal infant chosen by me, allowing this wine to spend its life with him, witnessing everything the soul experienced.
After ninety-nine such cycles, this bottle of wine was created."
This God did not care about trouble at all in order to obtain fine wine.
The cork popped open with a "pop," and everyone at the table, including Xia De, couldn't help but look at the mouth of the bottle.
They understood the purpose of this wine without the God's introduction—
To make the soul stronger.
No mortal soul could refuse such a temptation, even though Xia De's soul could be infected by divinity, he was still attracted by this opportunity.
"Only absolutely powerful souls can drink it.
A river can accommodate the impact of a stream, but an ant's nest absolutely cannot."
The God said, looking at the twin girls:
"The medicine in your medicine box has no effect on soul damage.
So, will you drink this last cup of wine with me?"
The girls couldn't refuse even if they wanted to; this was already the last blood brew.
They looked at each other, because it was clear that even with the soul bond and the power of family inheritance, they could by no means be considered "strong souls."
"Please wait."
This time it was Xia De who spoke.
He glanced at the girls:
"You said that I could use the third bottle of wine I brought to offset one opportunity to drink blood brew.
Now that I have drunk three cups of wine with you, can I give this opportunity to these two young ladies?"
Although this meant that Xia De would have to find another kind of blood next time, for him, it was just a matter of time and pounds.
"Of course you can, but... they are two people, and you can only offset one cup of wine."
The Saint said calmly.
"I'm the older sister, I'll drink!"
The White Dress Girl immediately said, reaching out to grab the cup, but was stopped by the Black Dress Girl, who had always seemed timid:
"No, you've done enough, Grace."
She glared at her sister, showing a strength she had never displayed before:
"You've always protected me, ever since we were little.
We agreed to always be together, so is it only you who can sacrifice for me?"
"But I'm the older sister—"
"Girls, please be quiet."
Xia De timely stopped this dialogue, which seemed like something from a court novel.
Dorothy would probably be interested in this story, but he didn't have much time to listen to the sisters' conversation:
"I'll drink on their behalf."
He looked up at the God at the table again.
Without even giving others a chance to react, the Wine of Souls was poured into the wine glasses at both ends of the long table.
Xia De took a deep breath, raised his glass, and looked at the God:
"I have to admit, this is indeed a very nice wine party."
He spoke words of praise that cost no pounds.
"Thank you for the compliment, your taste is indeed quite good."
The God also responded.
They raised their glasses together, and with a slight clink across the long table, the sound of glass cups colliding actually echoed in the air.
Xia De drained the wine in the cup and then indeed felt his soul absorbing power, but there was no pain.
A soul capable of storing divinity was completely unaffected by this cup of wine.
"Sir..."
The girls wanted to thank him, but Xia De no longer had time.
"Then we'll meet again next time, God of Vampires.
Next time I will bring a better gift."
He said, already standing up and preparing to turn and walk towards the door.
Rather than being forcibly dragged away by an invisible force, Xia De preferred to walk into the white mist door himself.
The twin girls still wanted to open their mouths to thank him, but Xia De, who had already reached the door, heard the God's voice.
The double doors, which had turned blood-red at some point, automatically opened in front of Xia De, revealing the endless white mist behind.
Xia De stood at the doorway, turned to look at the Vampire God, who held the empty cup and said softly:
"I noticed you are helping the mortals here?
Unexpected guest, do you intend to be a good person?"
This was delarion from the sixth epoch.
"No, I just want to do what I want to do."
The Saint said:
"I appreciate the kindness you've shown me."
Xia De did not speak.
He would be able to leave in a dozen seconds, and these matters could be resolved next time.
"But I am very curious, if you master the ability of a Vampire, would you use it to strengthen yourself?"
Although he didn't show too much cruelty, an Evil God was indeed an Evil God.
"God, please forgive my offense, I refuse to become a Vampire."
Xia De said, and began to count down in his mind:
"Three."
There was simply not enough time for the Evil God to forcibly transform him, unless the other party dared to act when Xia De was being pulled into the white mist door.
"No, no, I'm not interested in transforming you.
I mean, would you like to hear my story?"
The Saint clasped his hands together on the table, and the tapestry with scarlet symbols behind him trembled slightly.
No, even the strangely shaped kerosene lamps on the walls, and the strings of teeth hanging from the red crystal chandelier, began to tremble.
"Two."
He spoke:
"Sorry, I must leave now."
"Then..."
The God of Vampires seemed to be smiling.
He was very pleased.
And Xia De was retreating backward, the white mist gradually enveloping him.
"One!
Ha, I'm safe!"
"Just now, what did you think of the ten stories about winemaking that I told?"
The last sentence entered his ears, and at the same time, the white mist in front of him completely blurred Xia De's vision.
He could only see the Saint's scarlet eyes, eyes that seemed capable of dragging any soul into a pool of blood, gazing at him.
"So this was his plan..."
【The Vampire God looks down upon the earth from the sky, brewing endless blood brew with mighty power, desire, and bloody hands.
This is the Vampire's mad craving, this is the most perfect collection of oddities, and this is also a chaotic story of blood and wine.】
【You have listened to the story of the Old God "Vampire Duke Loyaer", and you have learned one of the blasphemies of the Old God "Vampire Duke Loyaer".】
"Wait, you're not going to say that I'm going to become a Vampire just because I listened to the God's winemaking story, are you?"
【Outsider, you have gained the spell — Blood Wine Brewing.】
