Chapter 399 398. Vera Liss and the Abyss Beast

[Name: Vera Liss]

[Level: LV76]

[Racial Talents: Quick Adaptation, Shadow Affinity]

[Skills: Shadow Shuttle LV10, Shadow Mark LV10, Shadow Control LV10, Enchanting Voice LV10, Physical Resistance LV10, Magic Resistance LV10... Regeneration LV9, Abyssal Magic LV9... Multiple Will LV6...]

Patient Bureau...

Veralis looked like a girl of only fifteen or sixteen years old, with a pair of purple eyes that held a faint allure. It was clear that she had the succubus bloodline, the most widespread among half-demons.

However, the tail swinging behind her was not the heart-shaped one common among succubi, but was longer and more flexible, with a sharp black arrow at the end, swaying slowly and restlessly with her emotions.

Her petite body was covered with black lines, which seemed to have life, constantly flowing and deforming with her exaggerated laughter.

"Hahahahahahaha!" The girl's mouth stretched into an exaggerated, almost tearing grin. "I, this is the first time I've seen such a chubby vampire! Hey, if you transform into a bat now, will you become a fat bat that can't fly?"

She even stretched out her hand with a smile, wanting to pat Sigimund's abdomen, but the latter raised his hand expressionlessly to block it.

Sigimund remained calm on the surface, but anger was already boiling inside him, but this anger was not directed at Valeris's mockery.

He had long anticipated that his current appearance would inevitably lead to the ridicule of Valallis, Eleanor, and even his old rival Alama.

What really caught him off guard was—

"Hahahaha, fat bat!" In his mind, the culprit's indifferent laughter almost made him want to die together with him.

It took a long time for Valeris to stop laughing. She suddenly tilted her head and said in an almost sweet tone, "But... he's chubby, but he looks pretty cute. I like him, Sigimund~"

That voice seemed to have a special power, and the eyes of several blood knights behind Sigimund became confused.

However, Sigimund, who had always been on guard, was not affected. Almost the moment she uttered the word "like", she responded.

Blood Control Barrier!

The blood instantly condensed into a thick shield in front of him. Almost at the same time, several shadow spikes suddenly rose from Veralis's shadow and hit the blood shield, making a dull hissing sound.

After blocking the sudden attack, Sigismund did not stop. He stepped forward and his bloated body retreated several feet in an almost graceful posture, keeping a safe distance from Veralis.

The blood knights behind him quickly drew their weapons after coming to their senses. Thick blood power wrapped around the sword blades, scarlet light flashed in their eyes, and murderous intent was locked on Veralith. They would pounce on her without hesitation as soon as their master gave the order.

However, Sigismund just stood there with a gloomy face and said nothing.

"Tsk," Veralis showed an expression of deep hurt and grievance, as if it was not her who had just launched the fatal sneak attack.

Her arrow-shaped tail flapped the ground anxiously, making a slight "tapping" sound.

"Really? I just told you I like you and you're running away like that... I just wanted to get closer to you, that's all."

"No thanks." Sigimund didn't want to dwell on such a dangerous topic with this unpredictable madman. He turned his gaze to the army resting behind Valalise and asked the question that concerned him most, "Where is your abyssal beast?"

"Are you talking about my little cutie?" Valeris blinked her purple eyes. "It's been borrowed by Vesalius to play with."

"Did His Royal Highness take it away..." Sigimund felt a little regretful. He had hoped to use that thing to harm Alama.

"The news of your presence here won't be kept secret for long. We must make arrangements quickly. I'll inform you of the specific plan later. In the meantime, you and your men..." He added emphatically, "stay put and don't wander off."

After saying this, without waiting for Veralith's reply, which was doomed to be incoherent, he flashed with blood and transformed into a fat bat, flying back towards the Scarlet Tower.

To be honest, he also wanted to be like Eleanor and just stay away from her and not meet this guy with a mental problem at all.

But someone had to take on the responsibility of communication and coordination among the three dukes, and he had to do this difficult job.

Now I'm just being attacked tentatively, which is not bad.

"Why did she attack you just now?" Lin Jun in his mind also put away the joking intention at this moment. After all, what Veralis had just attacked was their common precious body!

"Who knows what that crazy woman is thinking... But in short, don't let her like you." For his own safety, Sigimund didn't hide anything and reminded her seriously, "But it's best not to meet her."

"She can control shadows. What kind of hybrid is she?"

"Trolls, succubi, shadow demons."

"Trolls and succubi are fine... but shadow demons? Isn't that thing closer to an elemental creature? Is the succubus so convenient?" Lin Jun felt that his worldview was once again challenged.

"I don't know about that," Sigimund replied. "I only know that His Majesty brought her out of a Demon King laboratory that was accidentally discovered."

"The Demon King's...laboratory?"

Lin Jun wanted to know more about the Demon King, but whether Sigimund really knew very little or was unwilling to talk about this topic anymore, he was unable to get any more information out of her.

When he returned to the Scarlet Tower, Lin Jun received some bad news.

Only half of his two loyal half-vampire brothers returned?!

…

Northwestern Front.

When the abyss beast appeared on the horizon, the morale of the United Kingdom's army dropped to freezing point visibly.

It seemed like a creation that desecrated the concept of life.

A dragon head, a bear body, a scorpion tail... and a pair of huge but broken wings from different owners. A large amount of materials were forcibly blended together and then magnified to the scale of a mountain to create a terrifying suture.

With every step it took, the earth let out a dull groan, and the vibrations went up from the soles of their feet up the spines of the soldiers, shaking their hearts and fears.

It doesn't seem like a monster bred by nature, but more like a monster that has broken free from the deepest nightmare.

Commander Duke Brunus' voice was dry and tense. He unconsciously wiped the cold sweat from his forehead repeatedly, and his expensive silk gloves were soaked.

"What...what should I do?" He subconsciously looked to his side, as if that was his only support.

Sword Saint Alvain's gaze slowly swept across the hushed Kingdom camp, finally returning to the behemoth in the distance. A hint of helplessness lingered in his voice, "We can only find a way to slay it... That purple glow on its chest must be its core, right?"

Fifteen asked worriedly, "Master, is everything okay?"

Alvain placed his hand on the hilt of the sword at his waist: "It's my first time, I have to try it to know."

(End of this chapter)