Infinite Anime Transformed into Sky Striker

"There's no reason. I just had some inspiration when I was making what I wanted, and I made what you wanted by the way."

"What does Patchy want? What is it?"

"..."

Patchouli pulled out a set of fangs.

"By absorbing the blood of others, I can temporarily strengthen my own state. This effect can also be applied to the curse in my blood."

"Uh......"

Lingyi blinked as she looked at the familiar vampire-like dentures, and her expression gradually became subtle with a hint of disgust and worry.

"Is this imperial weapon's effect so strong? But... has it been used by someone else?"

Even after doing a thorough antivirus scan, Lingyi still felt that this thing was very strange.

After all, this imperial weapon is no different from dentures, and dentures are not suitable for multiple people to use.

"What are you thinking?"

Patchouli gave a dead look and took out another set of dentures.

"This is the Teigu we seized. It's not powerful enough to resist the curse in my bloodline. I just used it as a reference to create a new magic item."

"Is that so... That's good."

Ling Yi breathed a sigh of relief.

Patchouli herself might not care much about this kind of thing, but she does!

"......"

Patchouli silently observed Lingyi's reaction, and the corners of her mouth curled up in a place that Lingyi didn't notice.

"By the way, I haven't tried the effect of this prop yet, so - let me take a bite and see?"

129. Blood sucking, sticking

"Sure, if it helps Patch."

Lingyi agreed without hesitation.

The curse in Patchouli's bloodline is quite serious, and she will easily collapse once she encounters a high-intensity battle.

If you can use this item to resist the curse even for a short period of time, the actual effect will be very strong.

"..."

Patchouli pursed her lips. She had just said it casually on a whim and had not expected Lingyi to agree so readily.

However, since Lingyi had already agreed, there was no need for her to say anything extra.

"...Then here I come."

Patchouli put on her fangs and came in front of Lingyi.

For some reason, she felt a little nervous, especially when Lingyi exposed her fair and tender neck in front of her without any protection.

"..."

Patchouli took a deep breath silently, then leaned forward and bit.

"......Well."

Lingyi snorted lightly, and fearing that Patchouli would misunderstand, she quickly explained.

"Uh...it's a little itchy..."

"..."

"Patch, how does my blood taste?"

"..."

Patchouli didn't say anything, but left Lingyi's neck, then frowned and stared at the place she had just bitten.

"Is this the end? That was quick."

"No... I didn't bite through your skin. Are you too nervous?"

"No... Uh, a little bit? After all, it was itchy, so I tensed up subconsciously."

"Your physique is too strong. I can't bite through you unless you relax."

"Then I'll take control this time."

Deep in the library, dim candlelight flickers between the ancient bookshelves. The ink scent of parchment and the shimmering runes of magic books intertwine, creating a quiet and secretive atmosphere.

Lingyi was half leaning on a desk piled with ancient books, her long golden hair falling naturally behind her, reflecting a soft glow in the candlelight.

She took a deep breath, adjusted herself, lifted her hair and turned her head to the side, revealing her fair and slender neck, and generously gestured for Patchouli to come closer again.

Patchouli's slender body was almost touching Lingyi. He gently held her shoulders with both hands and looked at the snow-white skin of her neck.

The candlelight outlined soft curves on the skin, as clear as a piece of porcelain.

Patchouli slowly leaned forward and touched Lingyi's neck with her lips.

Perhaps her first attempt was indeed too cautious, and this time she obviously increased her strength a little.

Lingyi felt a slight stinging pain, as if a sharp needle tip was gently piercing her skin, and then the piercing sensation came with a hint of coolness.

Then, the witch's lips moved slightly and sucked lightly, bringing a slightly itchy and ambiguous feeling.

Lingyi could clearly feel the blood draining away at a slow rate, like a trickle being sucked away, but the pain was fleeting, replaced by a strange numbness.

It's like some classic setting - when a vampire sucks your blood, you don't feel pain, but instead feel comfortable and intoxicated.

Pachi even replicated this effect?

Lingyi's cheeks unconsciously flushed a light red, and her emerald green eyes narrowed slightly in comfort.

But she quickly calmed herself down and reminded herself that she was dealing with serious business at the moment, which was about the curse on Patchouli.

She took a deep breath, forcibly suppressing the subtle pleasure, and asked in a calm voice, "Pachi...? How does my blood taste? Will it help with your curse?"

By the way, she was also diverting her attention.

But Patchouli did not respond.

The witch's sucking action gradually became stronger, her soft lips pressed more tightly against Lingyi's neck, her faint breathing was a little anxious, and the hot air brushed across Lingyi's neck, carrying a hint of indescribable heat.

Lingyi could feel Patchouli's fingers tightening slightly on her shoulders, and the hem of her purple dress trembled with her movements.

——Under the candlelight, Patchouli's profile showed a focused and dazed expression, and the tips of her ears were slightly flushed.

Maybe Lingyi's blood really has a special effect, or maybe it's the effect of this magic item.

In short, when Lingyi's first drop of blood melted in Patchouli's mouth, the rich sweetness immediately filled her consciousness.

As the throat swallows, the blood enters the body and turns into a kind of force that spreads to every corner of the body.

That feeling... is like an empty body being filled, like the sweet rain continuously nourishing the dry earth...

The two feelings directly overwhelmed Patchouli's consciousness.

Making her just want to subconsciously get more.

"......"

Lingyi chuckled, trying to ease the tense atmosphere: "Pachi, you're... sucking too hard, aren't you? Are you really obsessed with my blood?"

“…”

Patchouli's response was that she was getting stronger and more aggressive.

When Lingyi reacted, she and Patchouli had already fallen to the side.

Before, she was rubbing Patchouli on the ground, but now Patchouli was pressing her to the ground and sucking her, and their positions were completely reversed.

"The reaction, is it unexpectedly this big?"

Lingyi was also startled.

But Patchouli now seemed completely deaf to the outside world.

She had no choice but to endure the numbing feeling and wait for Patchouli to wake up soon.

"Woo..."

About five minutes later—

"..."

Patchouli's face flushed, her purple eyes were full of watery waves, and she climbed up from Lingyi's body while breathing slightly.

She was a little confused at first, until she saw Ling Yi, who was panting with her eyes closed, messy hair, red face and breathing heavily.

"—!"

She was stunned for a moment, even though she had already drunk enough. But after seeing Lingyi's seductive expression, her blood-sucking urge came back.

But she immediately saw Lingyi's neck. There were two small holes on the snow-white neck, and two thin lines of blood seeped out from the holes.

She reacted immediately, realized what had happened, and her urge to suck blood disappeared instantly.

"Zero! H-How are you feeling now? Are you okay?"

As she asked, Patchouli immediately used healing magic.

Lingyi's condition was fine, she was just a little dizzy.

It wasn't because of lack of blood. Patchouli didn't absorb much blood, not to mention that for Lingyi, that little blood loss was nothing.

She was overwhelmed by her senses.

After hearing Patchouli's panicked voice, she opened her eyes.

Looking at Patchouli who had regained her senses, he showed a slightly dazed smile.

"I'm fine... But you, Patch, how are you feeling now? Is the curse working?"

"...Idiot, what can happen to me?"

130. What a pleasant surprise! I was the one leading the way.

"You should have stopped me."

Patchouli pulled Lingyi up and sat up, sighing and saying.

She never expected that she would be so carried away that she would lose her mind.

"..."

Lingyi patted her cheeks, trying to adjust herself from her dizzy state.

"I know my limits. I will definitely stop it before anything really happens."

She shook her head, indicating that Patchouli didn't need to worry.

"But Patch, is this... addictive?"

Patchouli had already told her to resist the effects of the curse.

It is indeed useful and can indeed resist curses. After sucking blood, one will enter a state of abundant physical energy, and at the same time the curse will temporarily lie dormant and become difficult to attack.

This is undoubtedly good news.

However, Patchouli's condition when sucking blood made Lingyi worry that Patchouli would be infected with severe blood thirst and become like a real vampire.

Suppressing curses is a good thing, but if it becomes an addiction that affects one's sanity, it can hardly be called a good thing.

The disadvantages may even outweigh the benefits.

"About this..." Patchouli frowned slightly, she herself was a little confused: "I didn't add similar functions to this prop..."

She made it simply to resist the curse, and didn't specifically add any texture or flavor.

There is absolutely no relevant functionality.

The blood sucked through this item, at least in terms of taste, is actually the same as drinking blood directly.

She would get the same taste as drinking blood directly.