god of tomorrow

Gawain withdrew his hand from Green's shoulder. He realized he was in the wrong just now, and he would put aside his desire to help others and respect their fate.

Chapter 240 What's So Arrogant About a Traitor?

As soon as Gawain let go, Green angrily shrugged his shoulders, then took half a step back and stood next to Gawain.

Not that smart, but not that stupid either; he sensed a conspiracy in the cold face of Captain Cod.

"Commander, please say something!"

Green kept a certain distance, hoping that Codd would explain himself clearly, and if he was overthinking things, he would immediately kneel down and apologize.

"The barbecue is not poisonous, the poison is in the fruit. I poisoned it myself. You two are lucky that you didn't eat the fruit and escaped this disaster."

Kord made no attempt to deny it; having already secured victory, there was no need to hide anything. Naturally, a traitor had emerged within the Holy See, and that person was him.

Grimm froze, staring in disbelief at his ears. The many knights lying on the ground, though from the Order of Judgment Knights, were not Grimm's direct subordinates, and were also stunned upon hearing this.

Gawain was not familiar with Cod and was indifferent to his betrayal of the Natural Order, so he frowned in confusion.

He ate barbecue and fruit, especially the fruit platter, which he not only ate several plates of at the campfire buffet table, but also snatched Lindsay's plate when they were fighting for the treehouse.

So why didn't he feel anything at all?

"Tongzi, are there any residual toxins in my body?"

Gao Wen asked the AI ​​assistant and received the result: post-meal exercise to aid digestion, and stool-like stool.

It sounds like a victory of basic stats; a strong body is immune to all poisons, whether it's poison or germs, it accepts them all and turns them into nutrients for the body to absorb.

But Gawain knew very well that his physique wasn't that exaggerated; it would be more like Hervy's.

Thinking of this, Gawain had a vague guess in his mind. He raised an eyebrow and looked at Codd: "Commander Codd, right? Considering that Green and I are both about to die, can you be generous and let us die knowing why? Which unit did you defect from the Natural Holy Court to?"

"The Dark Church".

really.

Gawain nodded secretly. As expected, the poison was a secret recipe passed down through generations of vampires. The main ingredient was vampire blood, which had a certain corrosive effect on the physical body of human magicians.

Gawain wasn't just guessing; he had inside information.

When he was flirting with Lily—or rather, when he and Lily were exchanging information and putting on a show—Lily mentioned the transformation of vampires into their own kind, in which vampire blood plays a crucial role.

Evolution can be described as reshaping, allowing life to reach a higher level, or it can be described as erosion, the irreversible pollution of life.

Whether it's reshaping or erosion, as someone once said, failure is called rebellion, while success is called revolution.

Similarly, the mechanism is big, the numbers are beautiful, and big and beautiful is evolution.

In Lily's view, Richiord was far from perfect; those he transformed were essentially embarking on a corrupted path of evolution. For a human to become a vampire, a guide is needed—a vampire injects a large amount of their own blood into a human, forcibly transforming them and corrupting them into their own kind.

Simply consuming or coming into contact with vampire blood will greatly diminish its effectiveness and will not bring about a true transformation; it will only produce a contamination effect in the short term.

Not only do they fail to acquire the physical strength and racial abilities of vampires, but they also suffer from severe side effects.

Good news: It's not so afraid of light, and it won't die from exposure to sunlight.

The bad news: Just like being poisoned, you have to endure excruciating pain, like your flesh is being rebuilt, until the effects of the contamination wear off.

As for the antidote, Lily also said that if it were Gawain, fancy methods would only waste time; his blood would be the best antidote.

Self-control is paramount!

I personally experienced heatstroke, and I give it a five-star rating.

Having obtained crucial intelligence, Gawain dropped his pretense, used an appraisal skill, and casually accepted the quest.

Name: Ke De

Level: 75

Power: 7900

Stamina: 8200

Skill: Natural Magic - Emerald Rage (Clapping hands summons a world of trees, roughly the same idea)

[Host has triggered the mission [The Real Night Raid]]

[Mission Description: The Dark Church has infiltrated the Duchy of Rufa, and their target is most likely the Dawn Saintess. Capture her alive, transform her into a vampire, and then corrupt her, causing the Dawn Church to lose face. Although we don't know where they got the audacity to provoke the Dawn Church, as a bystander, you will surely lend a helping hand.]

[Side Quest Description: What's so great about a traitor? Kord betrayed his master and joined the enemy; he's an unfaithful and disloyal scoundrel, even more hateful than the enemy. This kind of person has no right to act tough.]

Side Quest Rewards: 3000 million EXP, 60 Gold, 800 Basic Free Attribute Points

Unlike the duel with Beamont, this was a life-or-death battle. Although Gawain had the advantage in basic attributes, Codd held the field card. After a comprehensive evaluation by the system, a mission reward that was more in line with the market price was given.

Gao Wen took a deep breath, his eyes flashing with blue light, preparing to finish the fight quickly and kill him in one move.

"I don't believe it! Captain, you're not that kind of person! It must be the Dark Church that threatened you!" Green roared, trying to awaken his captain's pride and faith.

“Foolish. The Holy See is too small. I’ve had enough of this kind of church that just loafs around and waits to die.”

Kord glanced at Green, his gaze devoid of threat, only offering enticement. He yearned for a stage to showcase himself, for greater power—things the Holy See could not provide.

"In that case, let me, Green, challenge your position as captain."

Although Green was not a very good person, his loyalty was unquestionable. He could not tolerate Codd betraying the church while holding the title of Grand Master of the Knights Templar and challenging him as the Vice Grand Master in order to save face for the Natural Holy See.

"Since I'm free anyway, I'll keep you company."

Codd smiled dismissively, glancing at Gawain out of the corner of his eye, clearly disappointed that he hadn't eaten the fruit platter.

In Codd's view, apart from Gawain, there was no other threat on the field.

Just a mere Green...

Codd's assessment was that even if he were to play one-on-one with Green's wife, he would put in more effort than Green.

The result was obvious. In Gawain's deadpan gaze, Green charged forward with a roar, flew back with a hum, and once again secured his position as the worst archmage.

However, Gawain's opinion of Green changed somewhat; at least in terms of character, Green was far superior to Cod.

boom!

The earth rumbled and trembled, and a powerful life force spread out from Gao Wen's feet, instantly covering an area of ​​a thousand meters.

Thorny vines shot into the night sky, growing wildly at an irrational speed in mid-air, quickly transforming into a green tsunami that blotted out the sun and swallowed the entire battlefield in the blink of an eye.

Not only did they get involved with Codd, but they also swallowed up Green's entire gang.

Fate Magic: Spring of the Four Seasons: Towering Cage

After receiving his stepmother's "meeting gift," Gawain's mental strength increased day by day, and his perception talent exploded. The thousands of twisted and entwined vines actively avoided Green and the others, regarding them as allies and not strangling them.

Layer upon layer of death prisons woven from pure life force, blocking out the light of stars and moon, the interior a chaotic and pitch-black mess.

With his arms crossed, Codd stood arrogantly on a horizontal beam. Whenever vines and giant trees came to strangle him, he assimilated them with his green field card. It wouldn't be long before he could take control of the towering cage.

Unfortunately, he could only assimilate the towering cage, not the darkness, much less the shadows hidden within it.

"Although I don't know why Beamont lost to you, I'm different from her. In the face of absolute strength, your little..."

Kod's expression changed abruptly halfway through his sentence.

Just as he was speaking, it felt as if something invisible had entered his mouth.

Swish!

One after another, black blades shot out from Cod's body, as thin as cicada wings, their light dull and unremarkable.

Shadow Magic: Chaotic Shadows.

Without any warning, a storm of killing suddenly swept in.

These black blades spun wildly at a speed imperceptible to the naked eye, flashing bright and dark eight times per second, leaving fine bloodstains on the stunned body of Cod.

With the final strike, all the blades, reaching their peak of spin, abruptly converged towards Cod's head, and then...

Bloom.

A giant, shadowy lotus quietly bloomed, hovering silently, expressing the purest aesthetics of slaughter with an ineffable, sacred posture.

With the black lotus withering, Gawain leaped out of the towering cage without looking back and headed straight for the camp at top speed.

If I remember correctly, because he really liked the zither, he deliberately left half of the fruit plate and pushed it in front of the other person.

Normally, Jean isn't interested in fruit platters. The female knight is very loyal and rarely touches outside food when she's out. But she's too loyal; whatever Gawain gives her, she eats without question or complaint.

Gao Wen figured that Qin had probably already licked the fruit plate clean.

Gawain didn't care whether there was a long line of people in front of the treehouse for the Dawn Church's saintess; what he absolutely couldn't afford to lose was his sister Qin.

After he left, Green jumped out yelling, his angry eyes fixed on the motionless Cod, and punched the traitor hard in the face.

Snapped!

A sticky mess exploded, smearing red and white jam all over Green's face.

"???"

I punched the captain to pieces. How come I didn't know I was so powerful?

Green wiped the jam off his face, his fingertips tracing the sticky substance, where he could feel tiny bone fragments. In terms of texture, Codd's death was extremely gruesome, more terrifying than being torn to pieces.

The imagery was so disturbing that Green shuddered just thinking about it.

Who did it?

"..."

Green's eyelids twitched wildly; he had already guessed the murderer—no, he had guessed who the hero who helped the Natural Holy Court eliminate the traitor was.

He was wrong before; he spoke too loudly.

The scene shifts back to Gao Wen. He had only run a short distance when he was met by a blood-covered figure rushing towards him.

Qin (a type of zither).

When she noticed something amiss at the camp, she rushed straight to the grove where Gao Wen was without saying a word. She encountered an ambush outside the camp, but ultimately fought her way out with her sword.

The frost on my body was a gift from the enemy.

Normally, Qin wouldn't be in such a sorry state; a little frost would freeze instantly in the cold, not even touching the hem of her clothes. The excruciating pain was unbearable; her magic circuits were affected, rendering her unable to cast spells. She only managed to break through thanks to her greatly diminished basic attributes.

Just as Gao Wen had guessed, Qin finished the remaining half of the fruit plate, and she even ate the half piece of fruit that Gao Wen had bitten off.