Blood tax

Chapter 587: Senior, you don’t want the fact that you are a Shoggoth to be exposed, right?

The nobles in the palace were in chaos.

However, Salorian was hiding in the crowd, and the attack came in an instant.

Griffith reached out his hand and found that blood was already gushing out from the corners of his mouth and nose. Even the blood was entangled with a ball of spiritual energy, which flew apart in the invisible tearing, making an echo of collapse and shattering.

The powerful will of Salorian was already overwhelming. Even if his true form did not appear, this will was enough to crush Griffith.

He just raised his hand and pointed, and invisible psychic energy crushed over, knocking Griffith to the ground on the spot. The copied Erza's shadow also raised a sharp spear blade and stabbed straight at him like a lightning bolt.

"You have nowhere to go. You will fall into retrospection!"

The murderous intent of Erza's shadow is sharper than the spear in her hand.

However, Griffith did not dodge or defend himself. He rolled and crawled like a frightened rabbit, and ran into the crowd of VIPs. In a blink of an eye, the sky was spinning, and the guests fell down. Griffith jumped out of the crowd with all his strength, staggered on the broken ice on the ground and ran towards the entrance of the side hall, and finally fell into the side hall.

In the eyes of bystanders, it was clear that Griffith was suddenly attacked and fell in panic.

However, if someone looked directly into his eyes, they would be able to see a calm look beneath his panicked appearance, a burning fighting spirit that transcended despair and fear!
A sword suddenly appeared and blocked the spear, blocking Erza's shadow.

"stop!"

The extraordinary people in the Wuyou Palace took action! A group of powerful people led by General Maximilian intervened at the first moment and separated the battle.

In the blink of an eye, Erza's shadow was surrounded like Sonya. She could only smile and pretend that it was an insignificant misunderstanding to the powerful elders and generals, but her sharp eyes were firmly locked on Griffith.

"I'll kill you sooner or later!"

"It's too late to wait! This is my escape route, Griffith!"

Griffith rolled and crawled, looking extremely embarrassed, but he still raised his hand and gave the shadow a provocative middle finger, then gathered his spiritual energy and pressed it towards the ground with intricate patterns.

Teleportation array, activated!
Griffith still maintains the rank of a transcendent, and his psychic power is strong enough to teleport! "Loser Eats Dust" is a realm that creates time and space, so let's take a look at the limits of this realm!
"what happened?"

"What are you doing!?"

"Stop!"

The powerful men in the palace did not regard the fleeing Griffith as their first target until they noticed the spiritual energy surge caused by the activation of the teleportation array, and then they roared at the frightened coward to stop him.

The most perceptive ones quickly noticed that the quasi-knight actually possessed the power to activate the teleportation array. Realizing that something abnormal was beyond common sense, they instinctively began to be alert to whether there was a greater danger or conspiracy.

The teleportation array can certainly be destroyed and interfered with, but the extraordinary people closest to it will definitely not be able to guess the overall situation at the first time. These few seconds of hesitation and hesitation are Griffith's chance of survival!
Teleportation has been initiated, target designated!

Goodbye, Sonya! Griffith's body was already wrapped in light, and he looked at the captured Countess. The girl was pinned to the ground by the Paladin and the high-level wizard like a kitten, unable to even lift her head.

At the same time, a pious and solemn hymn was faintly heard in the air. The sound could not be identified from where, but it gave people the urge to immediately prostrate themselves in worship. Above the distant starry sky, a thick and impenetrable atmosphere was watching Griffith.

The noble will noticed this and the cage set up by Salorian was being torn into tiny cracks.

Then, Griffith spotted Salorian's majestic eyes in the crowd.

The Supreme's gaze was icy cold, just like the cold and silent void. Just a glance, when it swept across Griffith, an indescribable aura burst out like a crack that tore the universe apart!

Salorian tried to break the teleportation. However, a sudden breath of some will made him shudder, and he hesitated for a very short time. It would be too late if he delayed for a moment. His eyes were focused on Griffith, and he even had a flash of disappointment that the fish was about to be unhooked and the bird was about to escape the net. Then, the anger of a cat chasing a mouse burned in the eyes of this demigod, like a golden holy flame.

See you later, dictator~
Griffith even had time to wave his hand, with provocation in his eyes evident!

Please note that not long ago, I was the commander of your army. In terms of mystery, you, dictator, are unrivaled in the world... However, when it comes to tactics, I also have some small experience.

The teleportation array was activated, and psionic particles enveloped Griffith.

“Teleport!
"Target, Homer Watts!"

……

At this time on July 1444, 7, Griffith was not familiar with Miss Shoggoth who lived in the library. It was not until the Canaan incident in August that the two would have more interactions at the gathering of the Hermit, actually Salorian, as the Death Knight and Miss Lover.

The teleportation array sent Griffith to Homerworth.

"Who are you!?" The teaching assistant in charge of the operation and maintenance of the magic circle was startled.

The teleportation array is a very expensive device, and is maintained by the professors of the academy and their research team on a daily basis, and they also do some experiments and run data. This teaching assistant was extremely bored during the summer vacation in the laboratory, and came to the teleportation room to be on duty in the middle of the night with a plate of grilled sausages and a pot of wine. He was just about to take a break and enjoy the wine, but he did not receive any notification of the arrival of the high-level wizards and extraordinary people.

"I am Lord Griffith de Ravenelle." "Ah? Never heard of it," the assistant hesitated, "Show me your pass!"

"Then put the midnight snack down first, don't dirty my documents~" Griffith reached out to touch the pocket of his uniform, "This sausage is good."

"Griffith, this name..." The assistant put down the sausage and wine, "I have never heard of Lord Ravenel."

"Bah!"

Griffith punched him in the face, and the assistant coach fell to the ground with a thud and fainted.

"call--"

After entering the "Loser's Dust", Griffith, who had always been under the pressure of unknown doubts and dangers, breathed a sigh of relief for the first time.

The familiar night breeze was wrapped in the breath of the sea, cool and gentle, blowing away the previous sense of crisis. The freshly baked sausages were fragrant and crispy, sizzling with oil. The wine was also chilled and tasted great.

With Sonya's help, Griffith temporarily escaped from pursuit.

Salorian and his shadow were stranded in the Palace of Carefree. It was not difficult to track down Griffith's whereabouts. However, it was not easy to escape from the chaotic Palace of Carefree and reach Homenworth through teleportation. Even for someone as strong as Salorian, it would take nearly an hour.

"First of all, I can confirm that Salorian is really cautious and does not take risks. Even if he has the advantage of home court and absolute combat power, he cannot afford to lose. He can only move step by step to the end and win a complete victory.

“But my situation is different.”

Griffith ate the midnight snack of the on-duty teaching assistant and went to collect spellcasting materials from the nearby laboratory. He looked towards the Silver Moon Tower not far away and found a beautiful figure there.

"I'm in a desperate situation, with no other choice. It would be unreasonable if I didn't do something big..."

……

According to Tyberion's diary and related information found in the ruins of Belomon, the Shoggoth left the underground and entered the human world, living as Iletia. Here, she was bound by some kind of restraint, trapped in the wizard tower and unable to move freely.

It would be strange if Tyberion hadn't placed a ban on this place.

Soon, Griffith met Iletia at the entrance of Silver Moon Tower. In July 1444, she still gave people the impression of a mysterious senior with long black hair, like a campus ghost story.

"Good evening~"

Miss Lover appeared at the entrance and greeted Griffith in a friendly voice, "We meet again, my cute junior who rolled down from the roof. The library is being renovated during the summer vacation, please go back to your room to study, ok."

Right, right, at this time, we are not familiar with each other yet… Griffith raised his eyebrows.

"Renovation?"

"Yes, renovation is a big project," Miss Lover looked at Griffith for a while, "Why are you carrying a weapon? It smells weird.

"Who are you, anyway?"

Griffith couldn't help but curl up the corners of his mouth.

"Seven Gods, I suddenly realized a problem!" Griffith exclaimed, "There are so many of us, coming in and out of you..."

"!" Miss Lover was stunned for a moment, and a trace of imperceptible embarrassment flashed across her pretty face.

Griffith shouted, "I just discovered that there are no stairs, bookshelves, or lounges inside this tower!"

"You, what are you talking about!" Miss Lover's face turned red and white, and she grabbed her hair and twirled it in circles with both hands.

"I mean, this tower is clearly your body's teeth!" Griffith couldn't help laughing. "Can you do this?"

"Nonsense!" Miss Lover stamped her feet angrily, "It's just some stairs and steps! I'm not a stagecoach!"

She was so angry that the entire Silver Moon Tower was in turmoil like an octopus pocket. In the darkness, curling, twisting tentacles sprang up from the ground and rushed towards Griffith frantically.

"I'm going to eat you!"

Miss Lover was furious and was about to pounce on him with her fangs and claws bared. However, the thousands of indescribable tentacles only reached the entrance and retracted as if they had hit a spike.

"No, you can't~ As the price of coming to the human world, you are restricted by this tower. After all~"

Griffith's eyes were shining, like a very bad villain.

"Senior, you don't want the fact that you're a Shoggoth to be exposed, right?"