Strength 99999 but the Holy Sister

The next moment, a sharp blood-red spike suddenly pierced Brucifer's chest. A bloody mist erupted, and the spike transformed into a sharp blade, severing Brucifer and the tall attendant behind him in two. On the other side of the blood-red spike, Tate stared intently at Brucifer's fallen body, frowning tightly.

"I thought it was some kind of thing, pretending to be something mysterious, but it turns out to be so weak?"

To be honest, he was really scared just now, because no one came to report how the man in the black robe came to the manor. Even Tate, who had an extremely keen sense of smell, did not notice anything. When he came to his senses, the man suddenly appeared in front of him. Tate had no doubt that this man had been waiting for him here for a long time. However, everyone who came to this room, including himself, knew nothing about it. In other words, as long as the man in black wanted, nothing in this manor would be a secret.

Tate's attack was almost an instinctive reaction to danger, and he killed immediately - but rationally speaking, he should have left the man alive, at least to ask him who this man was, how he had targeted him, and... seemed to know him?

Gradually, Tate suddenly felt a huge sense of disharmony in his heart.

The next moment, he suddenly opened his eyes - he suddenly woke up from his "dream" and stared at the two people in front of him in shock and surprise.

"Calm down a bit, Mr. Leader?"

Brucifa still stood there calmly and gracefully, unharmed.

Tate reacted immediately.

Illusion.

Just now, he had actually fallen into an illusion without knowing it - this almost overturned his cognition. He was a vampire marquis, so who could make him fall into an illusion without knowing it?

He stared at Brucifa as if he was facing a formidable enemy, and he couldn't help but take a foot back, his throat grumbling.

"Who are you?"

"An old friend who once had a deep friendship with your old leader."

Brucifa was evasive and didn't give a direct answer, but Tate had immediately guessed his identity - a remnant of the Demon King's army. Moreover, looking at his silver eyes, there was no doubt that he was from the Silver Clan.

No, that's not right!

Tate immediately overturned his guess in his heart - there was no reason for the other party to reveal his identity directly. Given the other party's methods, what he saw might not be true. Maybe he was still in the illusion at this moment.

This is intentionally misleading.

Brucifa looked at Tate's flickering eyes and just smiled.

"Don't be nervous. I have no intention of becoming your enemy. On the contrary, I'm here to help you. I worked closely with your former leader. Although he has passed away, I still hope that this friendship can continue between you and me, rather than watching you go to your deaths."

"what do you know?"

Tate asked cautiously. He did not choose to have too much conversation because he was not sure whether he was still in the illusion. As a vampire marquis, although he did not have any in-depth research on illusions, he still knew how terrible illusions were. People in the illusion could easily expose their inner thoughts unconsciously and be exploited by the illusion. At this time, he could only calm his mind as much as possible to avoid getting deeper and deeper into the illusion.

But facing the powerful Brucifa, Tate could not completely ignore him. This feeling of being stuck in a dilemma made him very uncomfortable.

"You can't escape," Brucifer said with a slight smile, "You will all die at the hands of that nun."

Tate said nothing.

Of course he knew. How could he not know? In fact, Tate had already made plans. He wanted to find a large, sturdy ship and send all the vampires away, but he wasn't leaving. Or rather, not for the time being. It was more like he was going through all this trouble just to use those who followed him as a diversion.

Tate had a clear understanding of himself. He was absolutely certain that with his strength and this desperate escape plan, he would never survive the encirclement of the nun and the mystic sage. Moreover, even if he did manage to escape, what about the perilous stormy sea? How would he cross it? Was he really going to trust his life to those human-built ships? That would undoubtedly be a dangerous abyss.

Then he might as well do the opposite, making the vampires who escaped to the sea a target, and escaped alive. As long as he could continue to lurk for a few months, when the ice and snow melted next year, the stormy sea became calm, and the trade routes and shipping routes were opened, he could blend into the passing caravans and merchant ships and leave, and completely find a chance of survival.

However, Brucifa immediately dealt him a blow: "I know what you're thinking, but I still say the same thing: you will die at the hands of that nun. Your so-called plan is nothing but cleverness in the face of absolute strength. You overestimate yourself and underestimate the methods of that mystical sage. If she wants, and gives her a little time, you won't be able to escape her sight."

Tate frowned.

Brucifa continued, "You're still alive because they were waiting for the right moment to close in. You immediately dispersed your men throughout the harbor. That was the best thing you ever did. It prevented them from ignoring the safety of the city and attacking you directly. They didn't want to cause further harm to the city, which was enough to delay your death for a few days. But you should understand that this was just their mercy. Of course, it wasn't mercy towards you, but mercy towards the city."

Although Tate had always hated to admit it, it was inevitable. He didn't want to risk his life at sea, but how could he possibly want to stay? It was undoubtedly just jumping from one blade to another, though relatively speaking, the latter offered a little more hope than the former.

"I can capture those blood slaves and civilians as hostages."

"Really? That's what you think? Then you might as well give it a try. Do you think this will give you a chance of survival, or will it completely infuriate them and make them attack you regardless of the cost? - Between the two extremes, you might as well choose one."

Tate was speechless.

"Oh, this is just your one-sided statement, how can I believe it?"

Tate retorted dryly. At this moment, he couldn't just give in.

"Don't underestimate my intelligence network." Brucifa turned sideways and glanced at Tate. In fact, deep down, Brucifa looked down on these vampires. They obviously possessed unique racial talents and strong racial potential, but they had been controlled by humans for decades. On the other hand, the remnants of the Demon King's army had successfully carried out decapitation operations more than once in the decades after their defeat. Even the Empire had several famous wartime generals who died in their hands, including the former lord and garrison general of Dammas. Of course, that action was actually just sowing the seeds for the plan to awaken the undead demon general later.

"If you don't believe me, you can just ignore me. If you do, then you can listen to my advice—for example, restrain your men and don't let them attack the people in this city. Believe me, this won't save you, but it will at least allow you to live a few more days. Then, you'll have a chance to seek one last chance at survival."

Tate naturally believed it. It was impossible not to believe it in this situation. If he truly attempted to use hostages as leverage, he would undoubtedly die instantly, and a miserable death. No one would believe that a few hostages could sway the will of a powerful being, right? If he remained content, he would face a slow death, but he could still live a few more days, and during those few days, he might even find hope, like the mysterious man before him.

But Tate also understood that the other party would not help him for no reason.

"what do you want?"

Seeing Tate's gradually changing attitude, Brucifa chuckled and did not answer directly. Instead, he asked, "Do you... know about the mermaid tribe?"

"Serman?"

Tate naturally knew that the so-called mermaids, also known as mermen, were a kind of sub-human, but had nothing to do with Hercules Butana, which was known as the sub-human kingdom. They lived in the ocean and were a very rare and mysterious race. Few people had ever seen their traces.

He didn't understand what Brucifa meant by this.

"Yes, they live in this sea area," Brucifa pointed toward the west coast and continued, "If your ship wants to successfully pass through the Storm Sea, the help of those 'big fish' is indispensable. However, they won't help you, an outsider. In fact, you won't even be able to find any trace of them. But I just happen to have a way to help you find them and make them work for you."

Tate's eyes widened slightly; he had never heard of this before.

Seeing this, Brucifa smiled and added:

"Of course, this is conditional - I need you to take this thing to a place in the stormy sea and throw it overboard."

Brucifa took out a wooden box from under his black robe. Tate took it. It was heavy and he didn't know what was inside.

He looked up at Brucifer, who had a smile in his eyes.

Seeing this, Tate opened the wooden box and saw what was inside - it was a heart, a withered and shriveled heart that had long lost all vitality.

……

Two days later.

Tate continued to carry out his original plan step by step. He purchased a huge cargo ship through the blood slaves who infiltrated the Chamber of Commerce.

In fact, his original plan was to get the largest warship from Bolmo's offshore fleet, which was much stronger than a cargo ship. But obviously, Brucifa's advice made him give up this behavior that was likely to bring disaster - the reason why Elsa and the arcane sage did not take action for the time being was nothing more than whether they wanted to bring harm to those ordinary people, but this did not mean that they would condone it.

For this reason, Tate has begun to restrain his men, ordering them not to attack anyone in the city, and even those who have been transformed into blood slaves are temporarily put aside - Tate dare not doubt whether Brucifer's words are true or false, at least he really doesn't want to do anything that might irritate Elsa.

Who would gamble their life on a possibility?

Tate's actions puzzled many of his followers. They had been hungry for many days while fleeing here, and even the strength of some of them had begun to decline. But in the end, no one resisted. After all, no one wanted to jump out and cause trouble at this critical moment.

Two more days passed.

night.

Elsa sat alone on the city wall, looking at the night sky filled with flying snow.

Elsa hasn't slept these days. Of course, this is nothing to her. She doesn't even feel any tiredness.

During the day, Elsa took Becky through the city. At night, Elsa would sit on the highest city wall like she was doing now and look at somewhere in the suburbs. That was the direction of the winery where Tate was located. Although the winery was more than ten kilometers away from the city of Bormo, and although the flying snow blocked the view, it did not affect Elsa's surveillance of the winery.

Sometimes, Becky would come along, but not tonight because she had to go keep an eye on the merchant ship Tate had bought from the Chamber of Commerce.

"Elsa——"

A soft and vague call suddenly appeared in her ears, and Tricia took a step out of the void and came to Elsa.

Tricia glanced around and saw that Becky was not there, so she walked over to Elsa's side and sat down next to her. She leaned close to Elsa's cheek and blew a breath of hot air at Elsa's neck, blowing away a strand of hair and a little snow that was lingering on Elsa's neck. Then she tilted her head, and her black hair and the snow-covered hood fell together. Tricia's red lips were imprinted on the corner of Elsa's mouth, bringing a touch of coolness and a hint of sweetness.

Tricia's "sneak attacks" have become a "routine" in recent days.

In the past few nights, Tricia would come over from time to time and sit here with Elsa to "appreciate the snow", leaving the poor lonely crow alone at sea to maintain the blockade formation. Of course, Tricia had a completely reasonable reason for doing so: she needed Elsa's help to suppress the devil's curse.

As for whether it was necessary for Aisha to "suppress" for such a long time every day...

That leaves Tricia with the final say, doesn't it?

……

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534. Undercurrents of Stormy Sea (4K6)

The port was extremely cold at night, with the sea breeze whistling and as sharp as a knife. The streets were pitch black under the night sky, with a few scattered lights flickering, reflecting a few figures, who were the night watchmen who were patrolling the streets in the cold wind to ensure public security.

On the city wall, the figures of Elsa and Tricia disappeared in the slightly distorted darkness.

No one noticed that there were two people sitting on the city wall. Elsa was still staring quietly at somewhere outside the city, while Tricia snuggled in Elsa's arms, resting her head quietly on Elsa's legs, with only her steady and long breathing rising and falling.

After snuggling with Elsa for a while, Tricia fell asleep. Although as a sage, Tricia's mental strength was far superior to that of ordinary people, and she could withstand a busy few days, even a month or a year without sleep, but for some reason, just leaning on Elsa for a while, she fell asleep unknowingly.

In the second half of the night, the wind and snow gradually subsided.

During this time, a crow patrolling the coast came over once, flapping its wings. However, it didn't seem to have anything important to do with Elsa. Instead, it was worried about why its master hadn't returned. As a result, when it saw Tricia sleeping peacefully in Elsa's arms, it croaked twice, flapped its wings, and flew away, looking quite pitiful.

"She was dreaming about adventuring with you," Adele's voice made its presence felt in Elsa's mind. She had been very active since Tricia fell asleep. "Oh, she's worthy of being the guardian of the World Tree. Oh, I didn't expect she'd been to so many places. Oh... Eh? You slept with her. Why do you humans like mouth-to-mouth so much? Ouch! It hurts!"

Adele read Tricia's dream in a very unnecessary way, and then was beaten up by Elsa.

"Don't do these silly things when others are least prepared."

Elsa withdrew her hand, and the black sword made a sound of pain.

"And you don't have to read it to me."

Elsa gently brushed the loose hair away from Tricia's cheeks.

Tricia's face was peaceful as she slept, her dark hair puffed up her cheeks, the moonlight melting into her brows. She slept like a little girl. While she didn't usually act as if her status suggested she was superior, it was rare to see her like this. Or perhaps she was just a child—people say Tricia's age is unfathomable, but in reality, her appearance stopped growing many years ago, and her temperament was completely inconsistent with her appearance.

"I'm just curious..."

Adele angrily withdrew her mind reading ability and muttered softly, sounding quite aggrieved, but Elsa knew she must be faking it. This creature was living inside the black sword, and Elsa could do nothing about it with just a gentle tap.

Aisha chuckled: "Really? Then guess what will happen to you when she wakes up?"

"Oh! Please don't tell her!"

"If you could be more obedient, I would seriously consider it."

"I've been very quiet..."

If it were the normal Tricia, there would be no way that Adele could read anything through her mind reading, but it seemed that because of Elsa, all of Tricia's magical skills became useless, and she naturally became defenseless.

In contrast, Adele seems unaffected by Elsa, so only at this time can she read Tricia's mind - this situation has been like this since Adele first appeared in Elsa's dream world. Elsa guessed that this might be because Adele had taken Elsa's blood. Now Adele can stay in this world because Elsa provides her with "god's energy". This may be the reason why Elsa's rejection constitution temporarily loses its effect on Adele.

Apart from Charlie, Adele, as a star god, is one of the few people who can withstand the energy of a complete drop of Elsa's blood.

"Adele, you said you often walk in the void. Have you ever seen a place outside this world?"

Walking in the void is Adele's "power" as a star god, and mind reading is just her amateur work.

"The places outside the world? There are so many. I've been to so many worlds that I can't even count them all. But there aren't many worlds as prosperous and vast as this one. Most places are desolate and barren, with not even a ghost to be found."

"Are there any places in these prosperous and vast worlds that have impressed you? For example, a planet brimming with life, home to billions of humans, where there's no magic or gods, but where human wisdom has developed an exceptionally advanced technology... something like that?"

As Elsa recalled, she gave a simple description in a way that Adele could understand.

Adele was shocked after hearing this.

"What? There's a place like this? Billions of humans? Wow... they could already rule the world!"

"That's true, in a sense."

Elsa echoed.

Obviously, from Adele's surprised and unbelievable tone, it can be heard that Adele has never seen such a place in her travels outside the domain - that is the world where Elsa lived in her previous life.

Elsa wasn't surprised by this result. After all, if an alien god like Adele had truly visited the place where she lived in her previous life, with the power she possessed, it would undoubtedly have become a part of every history book that could not be ignored. However, there was another possibility - perhaps Adele had indeed been there, but she arrived in the ancient and ignorant times, so she left no trace.

"Is there really such a place?"

Adele scoffed. She absolutely couldn't believe that in a world without gods and magic, how could humans, with their frail bodies, have developed civilization to such a level? So, Elsa talked to her about some of her past lives, of course, in a storytelling format, from an outsider's perspective.

Then, Adele became more and more surprised as she listened, and then she became fascinated.

A highly developed world dominated by magical technology, a colorful, rich and even dazzling world, where unheard-of and interesting "toys" were born with incredible technology - all of this was extremely shocking to Adele, she had never imagined it.

She believed it.

People cannot describe something they have never seen, not to mention that everything Elsa said was interconnected and logically clear, it didn't seem like something that was made up casually.

Adele suddenly realized something, "Elsa! Have you been there?"

"Yeah." Elsa admitted generously, but she would not tell Adele that it was actually her past life. She just perfunctorily said, "I went there by chance once."

"I want to go too! Take me there!" Adele popped her head out from the black sword, her bright eyes full of anticipation, and then she was ruthlessly pushed back by Elsa.

"I already said it was an accident. I don't know how to get over it."