Chapter 69 "Thirst for Blood"
After walking out of the "Kavi Watch Shop", Angel, whose wealth had shrunk by one third, was choked by the industrial waste gas with excessive particulate matter in the Oak District. Only then did he come to his senses and felt a sense of frustration that he was being forced to buy and sell.
But touching the iron box containing the magical item in her arms, she comforted herself: This is a magical item transformed from the Beyonder characteristics of Sequence 7, and the potion formula of Sequence 9 is more than 100 pounds!
Knowledge is money, she finally understood the meaning of this sentence.
Moreover, from the effects of the magical items, she was also certain of one thing: the extraordinary characteristics that were fused with the revolver, that is, the extraordinary characteristics that Cole expelled when he died, were indeed those of the "witch".
The enhanced attack with flames is obviously an extraordinary ability of the "Witch". Unfortunately, Cole died due to the loss of control caused by the failed promotion, which led to the contamination of the extraordinary characteristics. There must have been some problems in the process of combining the two, so that the weapon has only two abilities, and the negative effects are very tricky.
Thinking of the magical item in his arms that was "crying for food", Angel felt a headache.
Before leaving, she asked Kavi if she could "feed" magical items with the blood of ordinary animals, but received a disappointing answer.
"It consumes spiritual energy, and the blood it absorbs must also be rich in spiritual energy to eliminate the negative effects. If you can find the blood of a transcendental creature, you can use it. Otherwise, no matter how much ordinary animal blood you have, it's meaningless. Human blood is the easiest to obtain and is rich in spiritual energy. If it's the blood of a transcendent, that's the best."
"How much blood is needed? How would I know? You can only try it yourself until it eliminates the current negative state. But don't try it here with me. Don't die in my shop."
If chicken blood and duck blood cannot be used, then we can only consider the blood of extraordinary creatures. But extraordinary creatures are not cabbages, how can they be found easily?
Just look at the main ingredients needed for various potion recipes and you will know that the precious blood of extraordinary creatures is priced by milliliter.
We can think of ways to get ordinary people's blood, such as stealing some spare blood from the hospital... In this era, we already have the technology to preserve and transfuse human blood, right?
If all else fails, use your own blood, but you must carefully test how much is needed, lest you die from excessive blood loss before using the magical item.
Since you like blood so much, I'll just call you "thirsty for blood"...
Angel thought bitterly, clutched the box containing "Thirsty Blood" tightly, and left the Golden Avenue.
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It was already dusk when they returned to the Silver Bullet Detective Agency, the base of the Nighthawks in Port Enmat.
Angel checked her pocket watch. Since she had taken a detour to the hospital on her way back, she had been out for more than four hours. Although Clement, the captain of the Enmat Port team, was not at the base and the other night watchmen who came to support her would not interfere, she still felt a little guilty.
Well, just a little bit.
She walked through the first floor lobby holding "Thirsty Blood" like a thief, enduring the strange looks of other night watchmen who were killing time in the lobby. She returned to her assigned room 306 on the third floor and locked the door before she breathed a sigh of relief.
The room Daly assigned to her was on the street-facing side. When she opened the window, she could see the bell tower of St. George's Church across the street. Even the decorative glass, which had been eroded by the sea breeze for many years, was sparkling with colorful light under the setting sun.
But Angel had no intention of appreciating it at this moment. Instead, he carefully checked the sealing of the window and pulled the thick curtains, blocking the street view and the dim sunlight outside the window, leaving only the flickering light of the gas lamp.
After checking again that the door was locked, she took out the almost warm box in her arms and placed it on the desk, along with a set of bloodletting tools she had bought on the way back.
In this era, the preliminary concept of modern medicine has been formed, and the ancient method of "bloodletting therapy" has been proven to be ineffective by many medical experts. However, in various areas where medical resources are scarce, traditional treatment methods still have a place. Even regular hospitals have bloodletting therapy services and tools for sale.
Thanks to this tool, she was spared the pain of having her veins cut open to draw blood.
Before returning to the base, Angel had thought about getting blood from ordinary people to feed "Thirsty Blood", but he gave up in the end.
First, it's easy to cause a big stir, turning yourself into an urban legend like "vampire", and you might even be put on the official Beyonder blacklist.
Secondly, she couldn't bear to do it. Killing the enemy in battle is one thing, but randomly selecting passers-by to do evil is another.
After going to the nearest hospital to inquire, she learned that due to the lack of long-term blood preservation technology in that era, patients who needed blood transfusions could only find people willing to donate blood on the spot and use it immediately.
She had no choice but to settle for the second best and bought a set of "bloodletting therapy" tools to become self-sufficient.
Carefully disinfecting her hands and tools with alcohol, she endured the pain and used a metal needle with a rubber tube in her right hand to pierce the skin on the back of her left hand and penetrate the vein on the back of her hand.
Angel felt a little cold as he watched his blood flow out of the rubber tube drop by drop and drip into the transparent measuring cup with a slight sound.
It is said that there is an ancient punishment in which the prisoner's eyes are blindfolded, and then the blood vessels are cut to let the blood drip into a basin. The fear of not being able to see, the dripping sound in the ears, and the lowering of body temperature caused by blood loss will make the prisoner feel like he is dying. Even if only a small amount of blood is lost, it will cause extremely intense fear and even scare the person to death.
Watching her blood flow out of her body bit by bit and fill the glass, she suddenly understood this fear.
While she was daydreaming, the blood in the measuring cup exceeded the 400 ml line. Angel pulled out the needle, pressed the back of her hand to stop the bleeding, and then took the precious blood to the iron box containing "thirsty blood". The blood out of the body would coagulate quickly, and if she didn't "feed" it quickly, all her blood would be wasted.
Angel shivered due to hypothermia and accelerated heartbeat after rapid blood loss. The transparent glass in her hand shook, and the blood reflected a dark red light under the light. A fishy and sweet smell drifted into her nostrils.
400 ml is about 10% of the human body's blood, which is the maximum safe range for a blood donation. She plans to try this safe amount first. If it is not enough, she does not plan to continue bleeding.
The main purpose of Ryanmat Port is to participate in the joint operations of the Nighthawks. If excessive bleeding occurs and affects the body, resulting in the inability to participate in subsequent tasks, it will be a disgrace to the entire Tingen City team.
Lifting the lid of the metal box, the strong smell of blood gushed out from the cracks, instantly drowning out the slightly sweet smell of the cup of blood. She glanced nervously towards the door, unsure if the tightly closed doors and windows could block the smell. Even if they could, she feared it would soon be discovered by others.
Time waits for no one, so Angel could only grit his teeth, open the lid of the box, and quickly pour the whole cup of blood into it.
The iron box was not big, and there was almost no extra space after putting a revolver in it. However, 400 ml of blood was poured in without splashing a single drop, but was instantly absorbed and swallowed by the black pistol.
As the blood was absorbed, the bloody smell in the room seemed to have been played back in reverse, and within a few seconds it floated back into the iron box. The faint sweet smell of Angel's own blood reappeared in his nostrils, but not long after, the smell disappeared without a trace.
The shiny black pistol in the iron box had transformed from its mysterious shell-like appearance back into a metal body, even the handguard. However, the material was not the original brass, but a darker, almost black material. Upon closer inspection, besides the sheen of the metal reflecting the light, one could also see a hint of deep red on the gun body.
Like it was soaked in blood.
Angel quietly looked at the pistol, which had changed drastically in appearance, and waited for a few seconds. Seeing that there were no other changes, he dripped the last few drops of blood in the measuring cup onto the gun. The blood slid down the gun and was not absorbed.
Only then did she feel relieved and reached out to grip the gun handle. The cold surface and heavy gun body gave her a special sense of security.
The negative effects of "Blood Thirst" were finally removed by the watering of Angel's blood, and it became a magical item that she could use normally.
This revolver, like the one Angel originally used, was a 0.45-inch caliber revolver with a five-round capacity. After long-term use of inferior bullets and lack of maintenance resulted in a damaged hammer, it was thrown into a corner by Cole. Unexpectedly, after an accident combined with the extraordinary characteristics of an unknown number of sequences, even the damaged hammer was automatically repaired.
Angel looked at the rifling. Although it was still in used condition, it was in good condition compared to Cole's other revolver whose rifling was almost worn out. Considering that the material had changed and the hardness had increased significantly, he should no longer need to worry about the problem of rifling wear in the future.
Without hesitation, she took out the 0.45-inch revolver from the holster on her waist, took out the bullet and loaded it into the cylinder of "Thirsty Blood", and put the old revolver into the suitcase.
From now on, "Thirst for Blood" will be her main weapon.
She closed the magazine with a "click" sound, resisted the urge to fire a shot to test its power, and put the gun back into the holster at her waist.
It would be better to try again at the shooting range another day. Shooting randomly in the Night Watchman's base, even if you are not caught as a traitor, will make others mistakenly think that a battle has taken place, causing unnecessary chaos.
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Taking all the star crystals in his luggage, Angel returned to the first floor of "Silver Bullet". He found that the sunlight outside the window had completely disappeared, replaced by crimson moonlight that gradually covered the ground.
It turns out that so much time has passed...
When they came back in the afternoon, the Pritz Harbor duo who were still in the hall had disappeared. Rupert Norman, the talkative man from Stoun, got a pipe from somewhere and was sitting in the corner, taking apart cigarettes one by one and pouring the tobacco into the pipe, making the table full of fallen tobacco residue.
Daly was talking to a strange man when she saw Angel coming down from upstairs. She stopped talking and walked straight towards him.
"I was just wondering where you'd been, and you showed up. Just in time for a mission... What's wrong with you? Why are you so pale?"
Is your blood loss so obvious?
Angel stretched out his hand and looked at his nails. The nail bed was indeed whiter than usual. It seemed that the loss of 400 ml of blood had already had a visible impact on him.
Daly stared at Angel's slightly pale face, and seemed to understand something. She lowered her voice and asked, "What do you think of Angel?"
"You came?"
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