This dungeon has mushrooms growing on it.

Chapter 303, Section 302: Unlucky Gray

"What is this? What is this?! Aren't you going to explain?"

Lin Jun noticed the special pages formed from the vampire count's soul immediately, and Puji was flipping through them, looking at them back and forth.

The yellow book behaved quite obediently, without any intention of being evasive.

[Boss, get me some blood, I can demonstrate for you]
Soon, a splatter of fresh blood was collected.

On the page, the pale gold lace lit up, and blood was manipulated to fly out, instantly transforming into countless tiny blood blades—the very move Yunier had used on the battlefield!

The blood-red blade swept towards the opposite rock wall like a storm, making a piercing scraping sound, and in an instant, it scraped the hard rock into a thousand holes!

Then, the blood blade disintegrated weakly, scattering across the ground.

The pale gold lace along the edge of the pages had faded by a quarter.

Lin Jun said knowingly, "So, it's a consumable item that can unleash four Hall-level attacks?"

That's exactly right.
“So weak…”

[Boss! I'm just a poor book; this is already a rare way to save my life!]
"That's true."

Are there any other hidden abilities?
Perhaps it is, perhaps it isn't; Lin Jun couldn't test it for a lie.

However, since the yellow book was presented to her on its own initiative, and she had just helped Louisa get promoted and made a great contribution, Lin Jun didn't pursue the matter further and even tore out the pages.

Even a living Yuniel posed no threat, let alone the pages of a book formed from her soul after death.

As for the Yellow Book, it is now only thinking about how to break free from control, and it will never have the same opportunity as when it seized the core.

If the Yellow Book really disappears one day, it won't be a problem, as long as I can extract enough value from it before that happens!

Just like today!

"By the way," Lin Jun changed the subject, "your sins haven't been fully redeemed yet!"

[Boss! You said you'd save some for me!]
The two remaining pages of the yellow book were stuck tightly to the hard cover, as if afraid of being torn.

"Keep the pages; I was referring to the fact that you could use them as armor!"

……

Lin Jun put the yellow book back on the Jida, but this time, it was no longer located on her chest, but was fixed to her left arm, serving as a shield.

Now, facing ranged attacks, Jida has two layers of protection: the Magic Shield and the Yellow Book.

When facing melee attacks, Jida's main defense... remains the Yellow Book.

[Isn't this...getting beaten up even more?!]
"This is for your own good."

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"The more beatings you get, the sooner you'll atone for your sins and regain your freedom sooner! Don't you understand that!"

There was silence for a while.

[Boss...you're absolutely right.]
Norris, who was standing to the side, didn't say anything, but it was clear that he still enjoyed fighting alongside the Yellow Book!
……

The little pig slept for three whole days. When it woke up, the first thing it did was test its strength.

[Blood Control LV9]

This standard skill for vampires manifests in vastly different styles depending on the user.

The pig's piercing bloodline, Yuni's petal blade storm, and even the Puji's crude control effects each have their own unique characteristics.

However, now, a subtle trace of Yunie's style has been mixed into Piglet's style!
What was originally a pure bloodline has now become a pattern of countless simple yet clear petal outlines drawn from the bloodline.

Whether it will make us stronger or weaker is hard to say, but this thing looks a bit like a fusion, doesn't it?

If Lin Jun hadn't clearly seen the yellow book devour Yunier's soul, she would have almost suspected that the ritual was an evil method of forcibly merging two souls. Another point is the pig's level; it jumped from LV50 to LV53 in one go, a leap of three levels!

If this ritual isn't that risky, is it possible to quickly reach the maximum level by showing off to your clan?
What an evil ritual!

Fortunately, it only affects vampires, so Puji doesn't care!
The final change is in the mycelium.

In order to repair its body, the mycelium proliferates. This situation is not uncommon, but no one else's proliferation is as crazy as this little pig's.

Moreover, after the hyphae have completed their repair process, they will be gradually replaced by newly formed flesh and blood tissue, returning to a state of balance.

But after completing the task, the mycelium on Louisa's body... refused to leave!
At this moment, the amount of mycelium covering her skin had nearly doubled compared to before the ceremony.

The wavy gray lines on her pale skin became denser and more noticeable!
The pale beauty that had remained was completely destroyed by the extra mycelium.

If the blood-snatching ritual is repeated a few more times, will the little pig be completely replaced by mycelial people?
The Ship of Theseus?
Even Lin Jun thought it was a bit outrageous, but Show Lo himself didn't care at all.

The "downgrade" in her appearance was insignificant to her; she was focused on testing these changes.

Whether it's the blood blade born from fusion or the more active mycelium within, they are testing what new possibilities they can bring to their strength!
Power is what she truly seeks!
It was still that same Demon Castle standing atop the mountain.

Even after nightfall, the sounds of weapons clashing and shouts continued in the training ground, only a few figures were missing.

A bat emerged from the night and swooped down!

A demonic mage on duty immediately took to the air to intercept.

He didn't activate the castle's defensive magic immediately. After all, the visitor was clearly a vampire. But even if he was a vampire, he should have visited through the main gate instead of barging in so arrogantly!
However, the newcomer clearly had no intention of showing the demonic offspring any respect. With a casual flap of its bat wings, a violent gust of wind instantly formed!
The demon mage was swept up in the gale like a leaf, out of control, tumbling and rolling, about to crash into the thick stone wall at an extremely high speed!
A large hand grabbed the back of his neck, his fate sealed.

With a swift movement, the demon chieftain tossed aside his still-shaken clansmen and turned his gaze to the hovering bat: "Vesalius, a prince of your stature, taking your anger out on a junior, don't you feel ashamed?"

The bat landed, and the black mist surged, transforming into a man with a gloomy yet exceptionally handsome face: "Dean! Yunier is dead! I can feel it!"

"Oh." Chieftain Dean of the Demon Clan responded indifferently.

"Your erroneous intelligence results...aren't you going to give me an explanation?!" Prince Vesalius stepped forward. Although he was not as tall and imposing as Dean, the chilling aura emanating from him was no less formidable, and the air itself seemed to freeze.

"Explain?" Dean's lips curled into a completely unsmiling smile. "I've already lost a top-tier elite soldier! You haphazardly shoved people in for a little bloodshed, and now that things have gone wrong, you're trying to hold me accountable?"

"Isn't there another one?" Vesalius's voice was icy cold. "That guy named Gray, after being randomly teleported, crawled out of Dragoncliff Dungeon! Where is he?"

Dean narrowed his eyes slightly. The news that Gray had survived was no secret, but few people knew the details of how he had survived.

Has this old bat turned its spying game upside down into our own backyard?
"Where is he?!" Vesalius pressed.

"Locked up in the dungeon!" Dean said in a low voice.

"I'm taking him away!" Vesalius lifted his foot to leave, but Dean's body blocked his way.

Dean could roughly guess that Vesalius wanted to use Gray to perform some kind of tracking method, but given the nature of those vampire secret arts, Gray probably wouldn't have anything left after using them all.

"How to deal with him is an internal matter for us demons, so there's no need for the prince to worry about it."

The conversation reached a freezing point, with both men's tempers rising, seemingly on the verge of a physical fight.

The demon guard beside him gritted his teeth, trying to raise his weapon, but found his arms as heavy as lead, and cold sweat pouring down his back.

Suddenly, the suffocating oppression subsided, and the guards were finally able to raise their weapons, while Prince Vesalius on the other side simply adjusted his magnificent robes.

It's one thing for subordinates to have disagreements, but His Majesty cannot stand by and watch a prince and a duke fight each other.

In other words, minor frictions are acceptable...

Vesalius glanced at Dean one last time with his bloodshot eyes, then turned into a bat and disappeared into the night sky.

Dean stood still, his chest heaving, then turned and strode toward the dungeon.

He won't be satisfied until he gives Gray another good beating! (Sorry for the lateness)
(End of this chapter)