Is the person you sculpt as cute as me?

"But the wine is indeed called the blood of the gods. Perhaps that's a pun?"

But the great lord's expression was stern: "Raise your glass and drink with me, stranger, and you will know."

"Wine glass? You mean this?"

Yu Man tapped the wine glass, and it made a pleasant metallic sound, at least to their ears.

"Isn't this a human skull?" she asked.

"Stranger..."

Yu Man winked playfully and smiled sweetly: "Just kidding, what a wonderful banquet, please continue... Lord, don't you agree?"

"...Haha, what an interesting joke, I accept it." The overlord took back the wine glass and stopped arguing with Yu Man. He just continued to drink and have fun with the three invited foreigners.

……

Before, when they finished walking through the cave and saw this house, Yu Man felt very strange.

I'm used to seeing all kinds of copies, so I don't react much.

But why aren't these foreigners screaming and howling? Why isn't Xiaolu gasping and saying something?

Or is it that this blood magic laboratory...can no longer excite players?

The blood-stained ground, the scarlet drink held in a baby-sized skull, the table full of a hodgepodge of offal, and even the torture platform filled with punished souls howling all the time... How come they had no reaction at all?

If it were a traditional game watched through a screen, Yu Man could understand that it wouldn't be very exciting.

But as a fully immersive game, the warmth and fresh beating of the internal organs, the chorus of souls that is a thousand times more restless than insomnia and tinnitus, the stench of blood... can these make people laugh?

So, Yu Man felt a little strange.

Why did the three foreigners happily sit directly on the bone chairs and enjoy the banquet happily?

Of course, she soon realized that she was the outsider.

Alas, to see through the confused vision.

So... Yu Man didn't say anything, just watched from the sidelines. She wouldn't tell these foreigners what she ate or drank... So, she couldn't prevent the fate of these foreigners.

On the other hand, the deer itself was lying in front of the dirty glass looking at the sea, which was the most harmless behavior.

Yu Man didn't just sit there doing nothing. She had already figured out everything about this magic workshop and had a general understanding of the magician's situation.

The only real thing in this house is the Lord himself. He does look kind and benevolent, and he does wear gorgeous robes... although the red dye used is a little different... Sigh, if I could do it over again, I really don't want to do this kind of stupid task, it hurts my eyes.

Besides, Yu Man was very curious about the purpose of the Grand Lord entertaining these three players.

And coincidentally, she soon got the answer.

"Drunk...drunk."

"Good wine, but it's intoxicating."

"Oh, I feel dizzy and nagging."

For them, it was just a drinking problem, but for Man and the great lord, it was the beginning of the story.

Yu Man tried to observe the negative conditions of the three foreigners, but they were definitely not drunk.

But—she couldn't see.

All they could see was them fainting on the table, then moving on their own as if sleepwalking, and lying on the test table that was mistaken for a dining table.

The room fell silent.

The only one left was Xiaolu, who didn't understand the current situation but stood behind Yu Man, holding the hilt of the sword.

There is also Yu Man, who is sitting with his legs crossed and a gangster-like attitude.

Her eyes could see through everything, but her tone was like that of a sincere student, full of curiosity: "What experiments do you want to use them for, Blood Mage... or High Lord?"

The strange thing is, those who see through it and those who are seen through.

Being in opposing situations, they should have started fighting right away, but they were both willing to communicate with words.

The High Lord wiped his mouth with a napkin after eating. "Even if you don't see through me, I won't do anything excessive. It will anger the gods, go against their laws... I can't do that yet. I just want to steal some magic power like them."

"Steal magic?" asked the fawn.

The Grand Lord took one look at her and determined that she was someone who was not susceptible to hallucinations like Yu Man.

He nodded. "The death of you strangers will not affect your souls, but a certain amount will flow into the pool of the world... I just want to cut it off and then obtain this."

The little deer was confused and didn't understand anything.

But as she is familiar with modern entertainment works, she knows that at such times, she still has to show an expression of enlightenment of "so that's it" and see through everything.

And use a sentence like: "Not a bad idea." as a compliment, otherwise it would be embarrassing.

Therefore, the great lord was a little surprised to hear Xiaolu's condescending words.

Yu Man turned around in surprise, her heart pounding with fear. Could it be that Xiaolu was also a second-round player, just pretending to be a pig and eating the tiger until now?!

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Of course, Yu Man soon discovered that Xiaolu was just pretending.

Her cheeks were full of "I know it all", but her eyes were dull...

Yu Man breathed a sigh of relief.

This is also good, it makes it easier to advance the plot.

This should be the main line of the main city of Shimlabakken...

This great lord should not be a fake.

After all, Shimlabakken is the main city island, the kind of novice island where one needs to pay loyalty to the gods and receive protection in order to survive in this world.

Therefore, magicians at the fifth or sixth level generally disdain to disguise this identity.

Ruling over such a desolate island is of no benefit to a wizard's soul... unless there is some special need.

"Stranger, you two seem a little different."

The overlord threw away the tissue he had used to wipe his mouth and continued.

"I don't want to cause any unnecessary complications and affect the final test, so let's discuss the terms."

He's quite honest...which means he's scared.

Yu Man knew very well that magicians like them were in the lower middle class of the world. Although they had the ability to stir up trouble in the corners of the world, they had to keep their tails between their legs. Therefore, they were all extremely cautious and hypocritical people.

Whether it was the previous necromancer, the successor of the leader who led the rebels on a long voyage, or the great lord.

They are all the same kind of people.

Because——Yu Man also knew very well how to deal with them.

"Shimlabakken is now the leader of the mercenary group and is in charge. It doesn't matter if you are gone." Yu Man said.

"...Stranger, what does this mean?"

"The hermit dies quietly, and all his possessions and research disappears with him—and no one cares."

Threat.

Players who can be resurrected endlessly naturally have the highest status.

But that doesn't mean Yu Man wants to fight.

In fact, no matter who the enemy is, as long as it is a magician in his home turf... it is difficult to deal with him.

She just wanted to get the key item for the mission - the doctor's soul.

In the village, the doctor who gave her this task had his soul undoubtedly stolen by the overlord.

For players, sometimes they don’t have to kill the boss, they will still get benefits as long as they complete the task.

What's more... this boss seems to be destroyed on its own without the player's help.

The deer did draw his sword, even though he had no idea what was happening, but he just chopped.

"—Wait, two strangers, I don't want to fight you here, at least listen to me."

"Then tell me about it." Yu Man raised her hand gently, signaling Xiaolu to be patient.

"Perhaps you see the evil in this house, but I didn't cause it."

The great lord said seriously.

"I'm not a bad guy. On the contrary, I consider myself to be noble. I live for what I believe in. The people I have killed so far are all evil bad guys... Believe me, I am a doctor."

doctor?

This task cannot be avoided with this word, right?

"Among the souls you imprisoned, isn't there a doctor's?" Yu Man snorted, "And you stole them bit by bit. Aren't you planning to steal the last bit tonight?"

The great lord was confused.

"There's no such thing... Wait, how did you get here? Wait, are you from Hong Kong Village? Did you meet the crazy doctor there?"

"Exactly."

"It's a misunderstanding..." The great lord didn't seem like an old man, but rather a young man who had made a fool of himself. "That was me."

Xiaolu and Yu Man both paused, their brains working rapidly.

The High Lord immediately began to explain, "The High Lord—the body I currently occupy—is an extremely evil magician, secretly connected to some extremely terrifying beings... It's said to be a reflection of the Old World... but I'm not quite sure."

"...Then what do you know?"

"I practice medicine in the city, and was recruited by the great lord to work in his palace. He's very old and nearing death... and people like him hope to pursue immortality... or regain their youth—or, perhaps, live longer."

This guy spoke very quickly, and his tone was quite nostalgic. Yu Man didn't think he was lying.

"He made a deal with some beings and gained the power of blood magic. Since then, he has been secretly researching here... and then, he found a clue to regaining his youth."

He pointed at himself—

"And I am one of the materials, and so are the souls imprisoned here..."

Yu Man's memories quickly churned. He had heard of something similar in the first week.

Because there are so many powerful people pursuing immortality, this is not uncommon.

"But I, the deity I believe in, protected me and saved me from disaster. The High Lord's magic failed, his soul died, and I became the leader... The power that prolongs life still nourishes this body, and I am gradually consolidating my existence."

"...So, you steal your own soul bit by bit?" The one who asked the question was the deer.

"It's not stealing, it's calling... If I try to integrate everything at once, there will be a violent rejection reaction. The main body of my soul is already stuck in this body, so I can only summon it back slowly. So I've become the village lunatic... Sigh."

That makes sense...

It is extremely difficult for young people to pretend to be old, and it is equally difficult for old people to pretend to be young.

The great lord—or rather the doctor—felt somewhat helpless when he reached this point.

Since this was the doctor's heartfelt statement, Yu Man had already grasped the situation.

The doctor continued, "Tonight is the last night. My soul will be completely absorbed into it... To be on the safe side, I invited strangers to come and borrow some of the magic power."

The little deer said "Oh" and seemed to understand the plot.

But she looked bored because it was boring.

She looked at Yu Man, wanting to ask when they would return to the territory to farm - but Yu Man's expression was full of amusement.

It was like looking at a dead person.

"It seems that the blood magic is very successful." Yu Man said softly.

"...What?" The doctor was very confused.

Yu Man shook his head, these conversations were meaningless.

The Overlord's blood magic was successful, and the material had already sacrificed itself, and even actively participated in the self-sacrifice, but was unaware of it.

——His words and actions are inconsistent.