Chapter 66 - Rhys Laval (2/2)
The man then carefully drew a dagger, cut open his palm with a dutiful and ritualistic look on his face before pressing down on the cover of the book.
His blood swiftly seeped out, causing the golden dragon to squirm, turning into thin golden tentacle threads that absorbed the red blood before plunging into the man’s hand.
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Nala abruptly turned and looked straight up at the village ahead. Her intuitions were already sharp, but when combined with her [Respiratory Art], her senses could be considered to have reached the limit of this world. Just now, she sensed an evil and ominous presence flashing into existence within that village before it vanished again.
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A hand covered in shimmering golden tattoos was now holding the book. The man still had the same plain face without any notable qualities, but he now carried a distinct aura, an extremely dangerous charm and charisma that could rouse both fear and attraction in a person’s heart.
The only entity in this world with this kind of aura was Negary, and this man was one of the pawns Negary had sent out during the past 7 years, the book was a communication tool that Negary had granted him.
The cover of the book was drawn using Soul’s blood. Ưhen he used his own blood to trigger it, he would be able to temporarily become the host for Soul’s blood, through which Negary could take control of his body and perform what was essentially a divine descent.
However, Soul’s blood wasn’t something that just anyone could host. After Negary’s descent, the man’s body would soon be unable to handle the Soul’s blood and become literally consumed by it. Not only did all of his pawns perfectly understand this fact, but they were completely willing to do it.
Their God would descend using their body, strip them away from their mortal coils while their souls became one with God, what a glorious thing this was.
Negary’s eyes seemed to be able to go through the wall and observe the reinforcement army.
〖 A group of rabbles 〗in just a few seconds, Negary had already given his verdict. This ‘army’ was simply a gathering of people from various forces under the lead of their so-called ‘Saintress of Salvation’. While its morale might seem great, the management was chaotic, the staff members were too mixed, the troops clearly lacked uniform combat experience and various other issues.
If this ‘army’ actually arrived at Colomier, it would die in vain before it achieved anything that resembled ‘reinforcement’.
〖 Then let’s train them first 〗Negary smirked as he walked towards the other side of the village with the book in his hand.
Besides summoning Negary, this book also had another use, which was to carry germs. The entire book was made from a unique material, each page contained a single type of germ or virus that could be activated via fresh blood. When used together with a certain set of knowledge, this book could create monsters for battle.
Negary left the village and walked up the side of a hill to see a number of tombstones on the other side. The dead people of the village would be buried here, and due to the war these past few years, everyone had been living in fear, combined with the aristocrat’s forced conscription and increased taxes, quite a few more people had died compared to before.
〖 Mature a bit faster, Nala 〗Negary turned to a certain page that depicted horrendous ugly monsters, their bodies were rotten, their eyes contained no emotions, essentially a group of soulless mobs.
“There are no traps in the village, I’ve already picked out a location for the army to set up camp and rest for the night” Rhys reported after scouting ahead.
“Hm. Everyone, keep up your guards! Organize personnel for the night watch among yourselves. I have a bad feeling” Nala dismounted, looked around and spoke solemnly.
As night silently fell, a rotten hand broke through the ground and a shadow had unknowingly draped over this village.