Blood of Mercury

As Roland said that, he withdrew the divine power of the long-sleeping mentor who was around him.

The silver thorn pattern on his forehead immediately melted away and submerged into Roland's skin again. The silver light flickering in the surrounding space gradually dissipated, and darkness poured out from the corner again, submerging this small space again.

As a result, everything in front of Roland turned into darkness again.

However, for Roland, whose perception has exceeded twenty points, vision is no longer an irreplaceable existence. Everything around him began to form a transparent frame in Roland's mind.

pat.

Like throwing silt on the ground, a sticky and smooth sound rang out.

"Edward", whose movement was blocked by the ice thorn, melted with a click, and his tentacles, which were as thick and flexible as snakes, emerged from the sludge.

It seems that he is still wary of Roland, or let Roland have a mental preparation - Edward did not jump directly at the beginning, but stretched out a slender tentacle as thick as a chopstick and tentatively wrapped it around Roland's right wrist .

Anyway, the vision was blocked by darkness, so Roland simply closed his eyes to strengthen his other senses.

He clearly felt a cold and slippery feeling slip away from the back of his right hand.

Roland subconsciously tensed his right arm. A shallow layer of silver-gray runes flashed across Roland's skin in bits and pieces.

The tentacle seemed to have been hit by electricity. With a crisp sound, it was suddenly bounced out and froze in the air. It took about three or four seconds to recover.

Similar to the outline of Edward's upper body, but a dozen times smaller, a miniature figure emerged from the tip of the tentacle.

He spread his hands and whispered with complete malice: "Your Excellency Roland, relax a little..."

"That way I can't touch you at all."

A sharp and annoying synth sounded from the tip of the tentacle.

It was an Edward-like tone, but sharp and rough, reminiscent of the noise of fingernails scraping against glass.

Roland just said indifferently: "Come again. I couldn't control it for a while... I'm sorry, it's my fault to underestimate your disgust."

"……Ha ha."

Edward smiled lowly, shook his head and sank back into the large group of amorphous tentacles.

next moment. The tentacle no longer hesitated, and went straight up from Roland's wrist.

At first, it seemed to let Roland get used to it, and it stayed on Roland's wrist for a while.

"This feeling... where did you climb up from?"

Roland laughed in a low voice.

He wasn't exaggerating at all.

The touch of the adult Kabbalah's main body is like aquatic products. Only, it's not the same as the shape. Although it has the adsorption power of octopus tentacles, it is much smoother than octopus tentacles—in terms of the surface layer, it is closer to the level of catfish.

What made Roland think of catfish even more was that there was a slippery layer of mucus on the tentacles.

As it stayed on Roland's right hand, the cold and sticky mucus that kept secreting gradually spread evenly on the back of Roland's entire hand. Tick ​​tock fell to the ground.

Then, one, two... more and more tentacles came up from Roland's right wrist. The slippery tentacles slowly tightened, and Roland frowned unconsciously.

"You bastard...unexpectedly disgusting."

Roland exclaimed.

However, Edward did not respond.

In just a moment, Roland's right arm, which was bound to the cross, was directly swallowed by dozens of tentacles. Not only the wrist is bound, but also the forearm to the forearm are bound together.

The next moment, Roland felt a very slight tingling pain coming from the fingertips of the index and middle fingers of his right hand. It felt like being blown up by a hospital lancet after being sprayed with a wonderful pain-relieving spray.

... So does this mucus have a pain-relieving effect?

Roland immediately understood.

wait, no...

Almost at the same time, Roland realized one thing—

If you say, this mucus is for pain relief. So if Roland lets him parasitize his body, does he have to let this guy crawl all over his body?

Thinking of this, Roland trembled unconsciously.

No, no, no, no, it's disgusting...

At that moment, Roland thought of many tentacle books circulating on the forum...

……Alas.

Reading a book is a pleasant thing, but writing a book by yourself is another matter.

Roland immediately decided to set the scope of action for this ignorant Twilight dependents first.

"I'll say good Edward first, don't crawl around. Otherwise, I'll just sing a prayer and kill you."

"...What is crawling? How much to give a range."

There is also a bit of helplessness in the sharp synthetic voice.

"First of all, don't get my hair dirty," Roland felt impatient as he felt the numb fingers of his right hand and the right arm that had been poked three times in a row due to the influx of excessive blood in a short period of time. , "You might as well come in directly from the heart. Then pump it all over my body with the beat of the heart."

heard. "Edward"'s wriggling movements stopped for a moment.

It seemed to finally realize something was wrong from Roland's tone.

"Are you afraid?"

Roland's tone was full of disdain.

"Indeed," paused for a few seconds before the high-pitched synth sound came out again, "I was wondering if you would suddenly chant a prayer when I was halfway in. I think it would be very troublesome for me to run away."

"If that's the case. I can't live."

Roland said angrily: "You came in from my heart. If you feel a crisis, you can manipulate your blood to burst my heart instantly - you can always do this kind of thing."

"……All right."

Although he felt some kind of unease, "Edward" chose to follow the instinct in his heart.

What about the elect of the saints? The occupation effect of the enemy of Kabbalah is absolute, as long as it is a pure-blooded human being, even the Pope of the Holy One dares to occupy it.

As Roland said - after it entered Roland's heart. No matter what Roland does, it can't affect it anymore. That was its plan.

However, in order to prevent Roland from being vigilant, it originally planned to quickly and gradually cover Roland's whole body with tentacles, first occupying the heart with the part of the blood that entered Roland's body.

Since Roland is so confident that it will start to occupy from the heart, then it will be welcome——

The next moment, Roland could feel the needles leaving his fingertips.

Then, like a snake, large tentacles poured in from Roland's sleeve very quickly. Roland felt the tactile sensation of steel nails the thickness of the little finger pierced from his chest and abdomen, and a large amount of icy liquid was injected into the body, and the body temperature of the whole person began to drop extremely rapidly.

After that, Roland's consciousness began to blur. His limbs gradually went numb, becoming cold and weak.

With the influx of large tentacles, Roland's robe was immediately raised up, and it seemed that something was squirming inside.

But the robe was tightened for only a moment, and then Roland's Eternal Sleeping Embrace slowly shrunk down at a speed visible to the naked eye, and completely returned to calm in the fifteenth second after the last sentence fell.

There was an almost eerie calm on Roland's face.

The wound on his right hand that was bitten by the enemy of Kabbalah left dark red marks. But the silver-gray light gradually covered it, hiding it little by little.

If a third person looked at Roland at this time, he would probably be frightened by Roland.

Starting from Roland's heart, large dark red scars like lava appeared radially near Roland's heart, then disappeared, and then reappeared - the frequency was like a heartbeat.

At the same time, the silver-gray runes also flashed on Roland in disorder. It feels like the light spot left by someone typing fast on a mechanical keyboard with flashing keys.

However, as long as you stare at it for a while, you can see that there are fewer and fewer dark red scars on Roland's body, but more and more silver-gray runes.

This speechless stagnation lasted for nearly ten seconds. Then, there was a trace of painful struggle on Roland's face.

"you are not……"

The hoarse voice just came out of Roland's throat when it stopped abruptly.

Roland twitched suddenly as if he had been electrocuted, shook his body, and lowered his head heavily.

Then, when Roland raised his head again, there was a smile on the corner of his mouth.

"Ah~www.NovelMTL.com~ Yes. I'm not a pure-blooded human...I'm a half-goblin."

Roland coughed twice, then raised his head, a certain light flashing in his eyes.

At this moment, a huge mouth suddenly appeared on the dark embrace of Eternal Sleep, and it bit Roland's neck.

The sound of gulping blood came faintly in the darkness.

"If I didn't make a mistake, An Ruosi didn't mention this when he traded with you from the beginning, right? Sorry, I won this game."

The next moment, the blood-sucking Eternal Embrace began to slowly deform.

Sharp, pitch-black thorns protruded from the activated Sleeping Embrace, cutting the two thick hemp ropes that trapped Roland at the same time.

Then, Roland crouched down and put his right hand on the shackles. Silver-white sparks shot out from between his fingers.

And his left hand practiced jogging in the air, opening the [Plague Nest] that he had never used since he obtained it. (To be continued.)