Chapter 630 Pure Blood Knight Medal
“What a stinky smell.”
As soon as she approached the building called the Rose Church, Fudorin frowned tightly and covered her mouth and nose subconsciously.
However, her sense of smell seemed to be very strong, and even in this situation she could still smell the fishy odor.
Dragons do have a keen sense of smell. Luluwo glanced at her, waved her hand and said, "If you feel uncomfortable, just stay here and don't move. We'll go over there."
It's not surprising that Fudorin would have such a reaction. If she had really seen the scene inside the Rose Church, she would probably feel even more disgusted.
Because the church was filled with blood, every gap between bricks and tiles was soaked with sticky blood, and blood-red tumors were growing on the walls. In Luluwo's opinion, this deformed flesh was far more disgusting than the scarlet corrupt polymer.
But the contrast is that in such a disgusting environment, there are actually gorgeous red flowers growing in a pool of blood.
There is nothing in the church except these disgusting things. The flowers can be collected. Perhaps some heavy-handed collectors will like that kind of thing.
Wait, it can’t be said that there is nothing inside the church.
If you go to the deepest part of the church, you may be able to see a different view.
She looked around again and said, "There are often Platinum Sons groups coming here to cause trouble. It would be a good idea for you to keep an eye on it."
But Fudorin didn't seem to like this. Perhaps she had just joined the strategy group and wanted to interact more with everyone. After some hesitation, she followed.
The White Mask was standing at the door of the Rose Church, wearing a blood-stained battlefield doctor's uniform. The dried blood had an ugly color, and the stench of blood in the church was so strong that it was impossible to look at it directly.
That white mask also looks quite eerie.
"You're back, dear."
A magnetic man's voice came from under the white mask. His voice seemed to be full of joy no matter when and where. But to some people, this joy seemed like a provocation.
This guy has an unpleasant "arrogance" about him, and he speaks in a sarcastic tone.
But up to now he has not done anything unfavorable to the adventurers, and he has even proactively provided all kinds of information, which makes people feel very complicated about him.
Luluwo looked at the White Mask and recalled her interactions with him over the past few days.
When people set out for Stonewell City, White Mask will disappear from his original place, leaving behind a message guiding people to find him in Lake Lienia.
But it seems that the message was a little hidden. Many adventurers didn't see it at all. Even if they saw it, they still couldn't find the Rose Church in the vast Lake Lienia.
Luluwo was looking for it purely out of interest at the time, and she actually found it.
At the entrance of the Rose Church, White Mask gave her something called [Festering Blood Finger] and told her to use it once.
Luluwo took a look and realized that this was just a replica of the Blood-Red Eyes Orb, which could also be used to invade other people's worlds.
She used the Festering Blood Finger to invade other adventurers in front of White Mask, and received a lot of praise from the other party after returning victoriously.
And after the praise, White Mask's true purpose was revealed.
"I would like to invite you to become our official member - to become a knight of Lord Mung, the Blood King, and to establish a new dynasty with us."
"Lord Monger not only has great power and faith, but is also full of love. I think the answer is obvious, isn't it, dear?"
"Then please accept this. This is the final test - please soak the cloth in the witch's blood."
"This ritual was originally to kill one's own witch, to say farewell to the guidance of the two fingers. But since you don't have a witch, it's okay to use the blood of other witches."
In this way, Luluwo and his companions obtained the white cloth and borrowed some blood from the witch who could cast healing prayers at the battle festival.
Each of the Skyrim Raiders team held a piece of oath cloth and lined up to take turns asking the witch for blood. The scene was strange and outrageous.
"I brought the things back."
Luluwo showed the blood-stained oath cloth in her hand to White Mask.
The white mask looked at it seriously and made a happy sound.
"You have completed the final test, my dear. Now you are an official member of our team - a knight who will establish a new dynasty with Lord "Blood King" Monger."
Luluwo had a strange feeling after hearing what the White Mask said. How should I put it? Although she didn't like this man, she didn't hate him either, but now she became the knight of the Blood King.
All of a sudden, I had a wonderful feeling that we ordinary people had also turned into aristocrats!
Luluwo straightened her back, feeling as if she had been crowned king in a role-playing game.
"Is that the end, then?" she asked.
"Of course there are others. Come on, please stretch out your finger and let the noble blood merge into your body and become eternal proof."
As he said this, the man in the white mask took out a small knife that gleamed with cold light and stretched out his hand to signal Luluwo.
Wait, what is this for?
The afterimage won’t harm me, right?
With a skeptical attitude, Luluwo carefully stretched out her right hand, but halfway through she switched to her left hand.
There was a flash of cold light and a pricking pain on her fingertips. The white mask actually cut her fingers!
That’s it?
Luluwo felt that all her cold sweat had been in vain.
“If it’s just a cut finger, there’s nothing to be afraid of ohhhhhh—”
Before she could finish her words she let out a shrill scream!
The other members of the Skyrim Raiders Group were startled by her sudden scream.
Fudorin's eyes flashed and she was about to go up and beat up the White Mask, but was stopped by Tammy's quick eyes and hands.
Luluwo was trembling all over.
After the White Mask cut her finger, a stream of blood suddenly flowed through the wound into her body. Along with the infusion of blood, an indescribable pain appeared in her body!
I can’t stand it, I absolutely can’t stand it!
But in addition to the severe pain, she also felt an extra strange feeling, as if she had established a connection with an invisible great existence. This feeling was like
pledge?
The severe pain gradually subsided, and Luluwo staggered back two steps, covering the wound, and her face turned pale.
The more cheerful voice of the White Mask sounded at the right moment:
"That scream just now was so beautiful, dear. You must remember this pain. It is the ironclad evidence of the connection between Lord Monger and us, hehe."
It was still that unpleasant laughter, but this time, he also handed over something along with the laughter.
【Pure Blood Knight Medal】
[The Blood King is preparing to establish a new dynasty, "Mongwen". This medal is a certificate that only the honorable knights in the dynasty can possess.]
[After using it, you can meet Monger, but the time is not right now, Monger is still spending the night with God]
[Wait for the founding of the dynasty]
"This is a special medal that qualifies you to meet Lord Monger. My dear, it was obtained especially for you."
The smiling voice of the White Mask really sounds like that of a considerate and responsible HR.
"But you are not allowed to use the medal yet. You can only meet His Excellency after the founding of the upcoming Mongwen Dynasty. Can you endure until then? Haha, I can't wait. I'm sure you will be valued and loved by His Excellency."
After saying this, he no longer paid attention to Luluwo, but turned his attention to Tammy and the others.
"hiss"
Tammy and the others gasped, and trembled with fear when they thought of Luluwo's scream just now. The oath cloth in their hands even felt a little hot.
In the end, everyone went ahead and amid the screams, everyone received the Pure-Blood Knight Medal.
Apart from Fudorin, she didn't even have a vow cloth, and she had no such person in White Mask.
"With so many pure-blood knights, I'm sure Lord Monger will be very pleased."
The White Mask sighed from the bottom of his heart and whispered:
“I wonder if these people can fill the gaps left by the veterans.”
Luluwo had just recovered from the pain, and in her hand there appeared an item called [Blood Finger], which could allow the user to transform into an invader named "Blood Finger".
It feels no different from the blood-red eye gem.
"Are you okay? You seem to be in pain." Fudorin's concerned voice came from the side. Luluwo forced a smile and shook her head to indicate that she was fine.
Fudorin suddenly took out a small bottle and dropped a drop of transparent and sticky liquid on Luluwo's injured hand.
A magical thing happened, the wound was completely painless!
"What kind of potion is this?" Luluwo asked in surprise. She had just tried the healing potion, but it had no effect on the pain.
"The saliva of the white dragon." Fudorin answered casually, feeling like it was common sense to her.
White dragons are the best at healing among all dragons. They have a high aptitude for learning any healing abilities, and the effects of their use are also stronger.
but
Haven’t you heard that the white dragon’s saliva can heal wounds?
Luluwo felt strange for a moment, but she didn't ask any more questions and just stared at the Pureblood Knight Medal in her hand.
The introduction says that the time is not right yet. Does that mean it cannot be used now?
She showed a disappointed expression on her face. She had worked so hard to complete the White Mask mission in order to open up new areas, but what happened now? Why couldn't she use it?
Seeing that she was unhappy, Fudorin tilted her head in confusion and made a face to try to cheer her up.
This young lady is so heartless, Luluwo sighed and rubbed the other's head tiredly.
She exerted a little force on the hand holding the medal, and just circulated the magic power in her body to try to put a magical protective layer on the medal.
However, the moment the medal came into contact with magic, it emitted a blood-red light, enveloping Luluwo and Fudorin beside her in the blink of an eye!
"Hey? Hey?"
Luluwo was confused. After being enveloped by the light, he felt a familiar feeling. This was the feeling of being about to be teleported!
"Didn't we agree not to use it?"
The white mask is still standing by the side!
It's bad, it's bad. If I go in now, I won't disturb the bloody king's good night. What if I see something eye-catching as soon as I go in?
Before she had time to think too much, the effect of the teleportation had already begun!
At the very end, she looked at the white mask guiltily.
Just happened to meet the other person's murderous gaze.
"Ouch! I didn't mean it!"
(End of this chapter)
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