There is absolutely nothing wrong with my magic cards!

Durkan: "I can't die, it's okay. Vampires are good at this, and they can't play badly at all."

So another ten minutes passed.

Marquis Roderick still had no intention of making a sound.

Durkan sighed helplessly.

"Corneria, take a rest first."

"Oh!"

Cornelia ran down the pulpit and sat next to Durkan.

Durkan handed the bag of snacks to Cornelia, and then patted Morion beside him with the back of his hand.

"understood."

Although Morion felt that Durkan was a bit inappropriate, somehow he could quickly understand what Durcan wanted him to do.

Morion summoned a 【Big Goblin】.

【Big Goblin】

[Category: Summon Card]

[Grade: Purple Rare]

【Level: 3】

[Effect: Strength and stamina are greatly increased. When other goblins on the field receive fatal injuries, they can take their place. 】

[Remarks: "I am the eldest brother, and my name is Brin."]

The main summons used by Morion are almost all goblins.

Since his own attribute strength is similar to that of Durcan, he is a clerical panel.

The attributes of the summoned objects will not be high.

So Morion never pursued the combat ability of summoned objects.

Compared with combat power, he needs labor and functionality more.

Durkan: "It seems that you still have a lot of [Rogue Goblins] on your body?"

There are too many cards in the Goblin system, and they can still work wonders together.

For example, the [Big Goblin] that Dekan has never seen can solve the problem that [Brother Goblin] is easy to be seconds.

Morion: "It would be great if you could help me recharge the Underworld Goblin Card."

Durkan: "Hmph, well thought out."

Morion: "Oh, cheapskate."

Without much gossip with Durkan, Morion quickly ordered [Big Brother Brin] to go to the pulpit to take over Cornelia's job.

Although compared to Cornelia, the speed has dropped far.

But the torment can last longer.

Now if they go on like this, they won't be tired after walking around for three days and three nights.

"..."

Immediately, the atmosphere in the entire church seemed a little bit colder.

A biting chill filled the seats, and the stained glass seemed to be darkened.

It was as if something ominous was finally about to appear.

Teacher Mao became excited in an instant, and the hair all over his body seemed to be about to explode.

however.

Seeing this movement, the three people in the seats showed excited expressions.

It's like the movie is about to enter the most exciting part, and they sat in the viewing seats and waited for a long time.

"You bastards!!! I remember your aura! I will never let any of you go!!!"

Majestic and angry voices seemed to come from all directions, filling the entire church.

Without thinking, he knew that it was the voice of Marquis Roderick.

The Vampire Marquis seems to have finally realized the seriousness of the problem.

These three guys have endless patience and animalistic obsession with torturing their enemies and have no intention of stopping!

161 Did Durkan Ever Hear the Marquis's Cry?

"Yo, you finally spoke, I thought your vocal cords fell out of the coffin."

Durkan's light voice was full of sarcasm.

"You can be proud now!! I will make you regret being born in this world sooner or later!"

Marquis Roderick's voice was still full of thunderous anger.

"I remember that many creatures have said this to me. Guess what happened to them in the end?"

Durkan just asked.

There was nothing intimidating or bragging about what he said.

It gave the Marquis the feeling that he was telling the truth about a very ordinary thing.

"..."

Marquis Roderick was slightly silent.

He was sure there was something wrong with the priest.

First of all, this priest behaved like a ghost, somehow found himself who was sealed.

After finding the Vampire Marquis, his first reaction was not to seek support from the church, but to start torturing the vampire like he was dying.

This relaxed attitude is not pretending, but it's like he really doesn't take the blood marquis seriously.

"Marquis, speak up."

In fact, Durkan's idea is very simple.

He saw that the name of this Shadow World was the Secret Words of Sacred Ritual Withering.

It stands to reason that two explanations are the most likely.

Either it means that the Holy Ceremony Church is not doing well, and calling them here can't strengthen the seal on the Marquis, and even if it is strengthened, it may still be untied.

Either it means that the church may have begun to decay, and Durkan is not sure if there will be any ghosts in this church.

So instead of counting on the Church of the Sacred Rites, it's better for him to deal with the Blood Marquis himself.

"Then Marquis Roderick, congratulations on passing the first stage of training, and then you will enter the second stage."

Durkan said with a slight smile on his face.

"..."

Marquis Roderick remained silent.

He wasn't afraid of Durkan's torture.

Although the previous rotation did make him uncomfortable, this level of torture is not unbearable for him.

It's just more insulting.

He was convinced that there was only one way to torture him through the seal.

Durkan looked at Morion.

Morion nodded, and they took out [Three Corpse Rage] (inducing and increasing desire) and [Friendship Halo] (reducing the influence of spiritual magic).

Then began to release continuously.

Most of the cards need to take objects, but [Three Corpses Rampage] is a kind of magic that does not need to take objects.

Even if you don't need to select the sealed Marquis Roderick in the "unselectable state", you can still affect it.

Then the result was that Marquis Roderick's killing intent and the hunger intent that had been sealed for a hundred years exploded infinitely.

Normally, Durkan wouldn't dare to release [Three Corpses Rampage] at such a high intensity, because he couldn't stand it himself.

But with Morion helping him to offset the effect, he can use it recklessly.

The only cost is mana, and a cooldown.

"Ahh! What did you do?! Kill you!!!"

While being furious, Marquis Roderick also felt that his sour famine, which was so hungry that his internal organs shrank and tangled, was growing uncontrollably.

Letting a vampire like him, who has been sealed for a hundred years without eating blood, burst into hunger, the torture caused far exceeds the pain of cutting flesh and bones.

"Are you hungry? Roderick? Do you want a mouthful of fresh blood?"

As Durkan spoke, he took a sip of the grape juice,

"Hmm~ sweet and delicious!"

"Ahhh!"

"Oh, oh, the three of us are right in front of you, fresh and delicious blood, but there is a poor unlucky guy who can't drink it, guess who it is?"

"what!!!"

Marquis Roderick was only left with an instinctive roar after being swallowed by anger.

In this way, Marquis Roderick's thirst for blood was repeatedly aroused.

It went on for half an hour.

Until the voice of the Marquis became weaker and weaker, he seemed to have no strength to call out anymore.

Durkan finally stopped.

Marquis Roderick's last roar even gradually mixed with a hint of mourning.