Moe Cultivation Diary

Chapter 862

"Continue to lift the siege of Orleans within three days at the latest"

"What a surprise, the miracle brought by the saint"

"..." Listening to the admiration of other nobles, Joan looked at the front with a flat expression, the battlefield that was about to end.

Except for the Sanlu Fortress, the other two forts are garrisoned by England's elite troops. In terms of difficulty, they are many times higher than the Sanlu Fortress.

After all, when attacking Sanlu Fortress, it was empty and the Burgundians were stationed, so it was relatively easy.

But the difficulty of attacking the remaining two fortresses does not need to be so high as Sanlu Fortress. The living corpses and dead apostles have already been solved by Alquitt and Youfeng, and the well-known English longbowmen have not been able to play their role.

"Could it be that she did it?" Earl Dunoy, who was still stained with blood and liked to fight at the forefront, murmured.

The battle is coming to an end, and all that remains is to clean up the threat. The most important point of being able to capture the fortress so quickly is the gate. When they led the troops, the gate of the fortress had already been destroyed, and even the fortifications were destroyed. Damaged a lot.

The destruction of the strongest line of defense made it difficult for the English longbowmen to give full play to their advantages and had to fight in close quarters. The result is self-evident.

"Count, I learned from the captives that two unknown people rushed into the fortress last night and changed the surroundings into what it is now," said a guard standing in front of Dinoir.

"The English invaders have already planned to withdraw from Orleans, but they ushered in our attack before it even started"

"I see." Nodding slightly, Dinoir was already more sure of who it was, but what about the other one.

……

"Brother-in-law, go there next place" On the other side, Airquitt in the amusement park is walking towards the next building with the wind, basically any building can arouse Airquite's interest, and he has gone to it in a short time more than a dozen places.

"Cough, it won't work there, it's too early for Xiao Ai." After glancing at the place pointed by Alquette, there was a not-so-large white building, Youfeng froze, and said firmly.

"??why?"

"You haven't grown up yet, it's not suitable to go there..."

"The above is fine, they are all hundreds of years old"

"The age referred to here...does not refer to the physical age, it refers to the mental age." Patting Alquitt on the shoulder, Youfeng said with a forced smile.

"..." Just as he was about to continue asking questions, Alquite's eyes flashed a touch of gold, and his long hair covered his face.

"Xiao Ai, what's the matter?" Seeing Alquite's slight body trembling and the different coercion, Youfeng said solemnly.

"It's okay, just take a rest." Shaking his head, Alquette said softly, thinking too highly of himself, originally thought that even if he manifested, he should be able to suppress it.

"..." He walked to the double chair next to him with Elquite, Youfeng looked at the surrounding world, and remembered that the true ancestor would suppress most of his power in order to curb his blood-sucking urge, was it because of this incident.

“Collected this amusement park”

"...Well, I wanted to play with my brother-in-law for a while." He forced a smile, and everything around him slowly disappeared except for the chair the two of them sat on.

The consumption of fantasy realization is much greater than that of the mental world. To be precise, the inherent barrier is just a degraded version of fantasy realization.

With the power of Alquite, it is very easy even if it is manifested in a town, but the imprisonment of the blood-sucking impulse makes all the true ancestors have to use most of their strength to suppress the blood-sucking impulse.

Not long after the realization of the illusion was released, Alquette's expression seemed to be relieved. It was not a waste of strength, and it was not difficult to suppress the impulse.

"Have Xiao Ai thought about sucking blood in the past? The blood-sucking urge will only accumulate and become more serious, and it is not a solution at all." Frowning, judging from the memories of the previous period, the suppression done by the true ancestor is just a dead end.

Just like increasing the height of the embankment after a flood, there will be an eruption day, and the blood-sucking impulse that has accumulated for a long time is even more difficult to control.

"I don't want to drink blood"

"Why? Blood-sucking is the instinct of the true ancestors. When the excessive depression erupts, I can't control it. It's better to take blood at regular intervals."

Youfeng doesn't have any rejection of blood-sucking. Doesn't Little Remy want to keep sucking blood, since it's instinct, there's no need to resist it.

"It's addictive, right? Once you suck blood, it's tantamount to degeneration." Holding his mouth, Alquette, who has almost recovered, said roughly.

Realizing that now, most of the time she has been chasing and killing the Fallen True Ancestor, as long as she sucks blood, she will become addicted, let alone control, she will only suck more and more.

"The blood-sucking consequences of the true ancestor's uncontrollable will be very serious, and high-level dead disciples will also appear in large numbers, won't it cause a big impact?"

"..." How should I put it, Youfeng feels that the fallen true ancestor doesn't seem to be getting more and more difficult to control blood-sucking, but since he sucks blood, he can't control it, he can suck it if he wants, this is the reason for his degeneration.

"That idiot of Erte Luqi" thought for a long time, but Youfeng couldn't think of a solution. If the system was still around, maybe Sha could give some advice, but now there is nothing, and the sister is also, a little I don't care.

"How stupid am I"

"!" Turning his head subconsciously, Youfeng's pupils shrank, a cute little face was less than ten centimeters away from him, and his ruby-like eyes stared at him angrily.

"Why do you sisters all have the same habit" patting my frightened heart, I didn't realize it was so close to me, did he become weaker or Elte Lucy became stronger again...

"Because I'm a sister, don't change the subject, how stupid am I?" Although she didn't know that everything Youfeng said was a habit, Elte Lucki said with her hips on her hips.

"Why aren't you stupid? My sister was tricked by Roja into sucking blood, part of her power was lost, and she didn't even know about a series of things like the true ancestor's complete annihilation."

"...Hey!?" Hearing the few things You Feng said, Eltruchi quickly looked at Alquite from doubt to anger. Well, once it starts it gets harder and harder to control.

She is a hybrid black concubine of Dead Apostles and True Ancestors. The blood-sucking impulse has nothing to do with her, and the degenerate genes of the Dead Apostles have nothing to do with her. She has never considered this aspect before subconsciously ignoring the problem of her sister.

"Sister, why didn't you tell me these things?"

"It's not a serious matter, so I won't bother my sister." With his uvula sticking out, Alquette smiled coyly.

"Should be the elder sister who knows this, besides, you don't know about such a big thing as the extinction of the true ancestors..." Leaning on the seat, You Feng was still very happy that Elt Lucy came. Yes, one is to meet old friends, and the other is to see if there is any way to solve the blood-sucking urge.

(End of this chapter)