The healing power of the Earth Knight's body was terrifying, and the sharpness of the bloodthirsty monster that could easily stab the Earth Knight's body was also terrifying.

As Old Thor's blood stained the axe handle of the bloodthirsty monster, the scales on the axe handle retracted, and a faint red light appeared on the surface of the axe.

Blood-red and enchanting, it was similar to the glow of Luther's bloodthirsty battle axe, but much dimmer.

"Hold it, Thor." Count Pompey said, breathing a little heavier. The others were also much more nervous.

Bloodline verification.

All the previous awakeners have passed this verification, but they were unable to awaken the bloodthirsty monster, so the next step is the key.

Old Thor nodded and gripped the axe handle solemnly.

However, it had no effect. The red light on the bloodthirsty monster's axe gradually dimmed, and finally returned to its original appearance, dull and lifeless, like an ordinary battle axe.

"Why."

Dozens of sighs were heard. Everyone, including Count Pompey, felt very lost and tired. Even Thor had failed. It seemed that the bloodthirsty monster could only continue to sleep.

Old Thor also felt sorry. Such a good axe, even if it was broken, was still a legendary weapon. It would be a pity if it could not be used with the war approaching.

I.

But Old Thor does not have the Count Pompeii family, the obsession with bloodthirsty monsters, and the obsession with the life and death of the first earl, so it is just regret, nothing else.

"I'm sorry to disappoint you." Old Thor shrugged and turned his head and said.

"It's okay, we're used to it." Count Pompey took a deep breath, calmed himself down, and a smile appeared on his face again.

His mental quality is very strong.

"Thor, you should stay in Pompeii for a while and enjoy the beauties and delicacies of Pompeii." At this time, old Thor had come back. Count Pompeii patted old Thor on the shoulder and invited him.

"And there's good wine." Knight Ace, with his chest bare and many braids on his head, said with a smile.

"Thank you for your invitation, but Prussia is at war now and I have to go back to join the war." Old Sol shook his head and rejected the count's invitation.

"That's such a pity." Count Pompey showed a regretful look.

"Let's go." Frost Lady Aisha stretched, turned around and walked out first, her high heels clicking.

"What a great figure." Knight Ace looked at Lady Frost's perky butt with a greedy look on his face.

Wizards have proven that as long as the bloodline is within three generations, there will be no problem with the children born, so people in this world do not mind marrying people with the same surname.

Knight Ace has been coveting Lady Frost for more than a day or two, and this is something everyone in the Pompeii family knows.

Unfortunately, the flowers are willing but the water is merciless.

Ms. Frost prefers gentlemen to roughnecks.

A little episode.

The group passed through the gate and walked out. The Count was the last one to leave. He took a deep look at the bloodthirsty monster, sighed, and closed the gate himself.

The group walked out of the basement and came to the hall. Luther had been waiting for a long time.

On the lawn outside the castle, children were happily playing tag.

Luther looked at Old Saul, who shrugged and said, "Failed."

Luther thought, I knew it a long time ago. But this must not be said. Luther looked at the bigwigs, then walked up carefully and said to Count Pompey: "Your Excellency, can I try?"

Dozens of pairs of eyes immediately turned to Luther.

The owners of these eyes are either great knights, great wizards, titled knights, or magicians, hey.

As a novice intermediate elite knight, Luther immediately sensed Alexander.

The Pompeii family had a very good family tradition, and no one was furious. However, Lady Frost laughed, "Child, according to normal theory, the stronger the person, the more likely they are to awaken the artifact. A bunch of great knights, even titled knights, can't do it, so forget it."

"Auntie will take you out to play and introduce you to beautiful girls." Lady Frost liked Luther more. She stepped forward and held Luther's hand. Then she turned to ask Old Thor, "Thor, I understand that you want to join the war, but he won't have to join the war too, right? Let him stay and play with me for a few days."

There is a saying that goes, if you don't play after having children, then what's the point of having children?

Luther now feels like that kind of child.

Am I a toy?

Old Thor looked at the Eagle King on Luther's shoulder and thought, "I'm sorry, if Luther didn't join the battle, I really wouldn't dare to go. What if I get eaten by others if I go alone?"

Of course he couldn't say that in public, and Old Saul was very familiar with Luther's character. If he wasn't sure, he wouldn't have said what he just said.

Old Saul nodded to Luther, meaning, I support you, just go for it.

After receiving the signal, Luther felt relieved. Then he looked up at Lady Frost, who was quite tall and wearing high heels. From this angle, he could just see the giant beast.

Luther couldn't help but glance at her, but he remained calm and said, "I can play with you. I also like pretty girls. But let's talk about it later."

After a pause, Luther said seriously, "You also said that it was based on common sense. But now there are so many of you, and no one can awaken the bloodthirsty monster, so common sense obviously doesn't make sense. Maybe awakening the bloodthirsty monster requires something else."

"For example, outstanding juniors. And my talent is better than my father's."

Luther held his head high and boasted confidently.

His talent is obviously ordinary.

The password cannot be spoken out. Although the Pompeii family seems very kind and has a good family tradition, if everyone knows the password, will the bloodthirsty monsters turn to Thor and his son?

So Luther gritted his teeth and boasted, "I'm better than my dad and more talented than my dad."

I might have a chance.

Old Sol rolled his eyes. His son was just bragging without thinking.

But Count Pompey and the bigwigs of the Pompey family all believed it. Old Thor's talent was definitely outstanding, and being able to become an Earth Knight was proof of that.

His son may be better than him.

Bloodline is a very delicate thing.

And Luther was right, things like bloodthirsty monsters weren't necessarily common sense.

"Follow me." Count Pompey pondered for a moment, then turned and left.

Luther hurried to catch up. There was only one chance. If he missed it, it would be gone. Old Saul also followed confidently. This son was reliable.

Others, such as Lady Frost, Ace Knight, and others, all looked at each other.

They felt that Luther could not succeed.

I don't understand what happened to His Excellency the Count.

but.

It's okay to just watch the fun.

There's nothing to do anyway.

So everyone followed again.

(End of this chapter)