Chapter 640: Conversion (Down) _1
Huff—
Colin exhaled, climbing up from Duke St. Gregorian.
Sanctuary Bloodline.
It didn’t seem like a loss.
Colinforted himself.
Only this way, the waves of weakness coursing through his body did not feel as unbearable.
As expected, he had descended in rank.
Duke St. Gregorian was ranked higher than Colin, so transforming such a bloodline would cause Colin’s power to drop a rank.
However, that didn’t bother him too much.
After all, it wouldn’t be difficult for him to return to the sixth rank.
The blood of a sixth rank knight was practically within arm’s reach….
With this thought, Colin suddenly remembered that he had just ordered his holy warrior blood ve to kill a sixth-rank knight.
It was Emperor Reinhardt’s Shadow Knight.
Therefore, Colin immediately instructed a blood ve to fetch the headless corpse of the Shadow Knight.
Duke St. Gregorian still hadn’t awakened, not knowing whether his injuries were too severe or if the transformation of the holy knight bloodline required more time.
Colin stood atop the chaotic castle, looking down below.
By this time, the turmoil in Storm Fortress had subsided. After all, the instigators sent by Queen Mid had already been ughtered by the holy warrior blood ves. And under Emperor Reinhardt’s orders, the nobles had united and calmed their armies; isted rumors couldn’t cause widespread panic.
Thinking of this, Colin then noticed that Queen Mid had disappeared.
Did she escape?
Colin wondered.
As he pondered, the blood ve had returned with the headless corpse of the Shadow Knight.
Colin was not put off by this, and driven by his bodily weakness, he immediately pounced on it.
Gulp…gulp…
After a while, Colin finally raised his head again.
And the body of the Shadow Knight had already turned into a shriveled corpse.@@novelbin@@
Feeling his blood start to boil again, Colin squinted his eyes in satisfaction.
But soon, he was startled awake.
Because he suddenly felt a gaze upon him!
He looked around, but discovered nothing.
Instantly, he realized that this gaze was not focused on him, but on Duke St. Gregorian!
Colin walked to Duke St. Gregorian in bewilderment, only to find that the Duke showed no signs of waking up.
Yet Colin had a strange feeling that something else was coveting this body.
What’s going on?
Scratching his head in confusion, Colin thought for a moment and suddenly felt that the situation was somewhat simr to when he tried to turn Holy Warrior Prince Otto into a blood ve.
Back then, the White Wolf Witch King Squin tried to take over Otto’s body, which forced Colin into a strange yet extremely perilous battle in the holy warrior’s soul space.
He had barely won that time.
With these thoughts in mind, he took out the Ancient Oak Mistletoe once more.
The crystal green light enveloped Duke St. Gregorian entirely.
Just as Colin was wondering how to proceed, a sudden bright green light engrossed his consciousness.
In a haze, he seemed toe upon a strange ce.
It was dark, humid, devoid of moonlight—resembling the basement of some ce.
A massive magic array upied the ground, releasing an unsettling red light along with a stench of blood.
Upon lifting his head, Colin saw Queen Mid standing at the center of the array, whispering words.
Red light emanating from beneath her feet radiated ripples, expanding and spreading until they converged into an eerie flesh ball above her head.
As he looked at the familiar flesh ball, everything fell into ce for Colin.
The Eyes of Judgement!
But why was Queen Mid using the Eyes of Judgement?
Could she be a sixth-order mage?
And her target, it’s Duke St. Gregorian?
In that moment, Colin finally understood Queen Mid’s entire n.
This was probably her real aim – to take over Duke St. Gregorian’s body!
But Colin would never let her get her way!
Whoosh-
Colin managed to break free from the illusion, finding himself still standing at the top of the castle.
However, he already knew the location of Queen Mid –
She was in the castle’s basement!
…
In the basement…
Queen Mid suddenly woke up.
She felt as if she had just seen a familiar figure in a daze.
But soon, she had no time to think about whose figure it was.
Because, she found that she was verging on copse.
In the magic array, the corpse of the mage Ernest hadpletely turned into ashes and among the chaos of the recent events at the Storm Fortress, quite a few refugees and soldiers had died. But these sacrifices were hardly enough to sustain Queen Mid through this forbidden spell.
She felt her body was on the brink of copse.
However, the eyeball above her head was still unable to hatch.
What on earth was going on?
Why were there so few sacrifices?
Queen Mid was extremely puzzled.
ording to n, the Storm Fortress should have been engulfed in a sea of fire at this point, with countless lives given up for sacrifice, enough to sustain her through this forbidden spell.
But what was happening now?
Without sufficient sacrifices, the magic array could only drain more of Queen Mid’s life force.
If there had been a mirror in front of Queen Mid, she would have been horrified to discover that her cherished beauty waspletely gone.
Now, she had be an olddy with white hair, a wrinkled face, sagging skin, and an appearance close to death.
No!
This couldn’t go on!
Queen Mid was about to cancel the spell-casting, but just as she was struggling to leave the critical point of the magic array, a familiar voice suddenly echoed in the basement:
“Your Majesty, how did you end up looking like this?”
“Colin…” Queen Mid’s face changed, but she immediately put on a seductive posture, although her current appearance was not ttering at all, and would only make Colin nauseated.
“How did you get here? What’s happening at the Storm Fortress? Has the sacrifice not begun yet?”
Colin sneered and said:
“Your Majesty, your n has already failed. The sacrifices outside haven’t started and they never will.”
“What exactly is going on?” Queen Mid’s face was full of panic, but she still managed a smile and begged, “Colin, help me! Sacrifice the Storm Fortress! Otherwise, how can I use the Eyes of Judgement to kill the Orc Emperor?”
Colin raised an eyebrow and asked, “Oh? You’re killing the Orc emperor?”
“Yes!” Queen Mid nodded again and again, exining, “Prince Lexie betrayed us, so Mr. Ji had to deal with him. I had to preside over this sacrificial ceremony instead.
Hurry up! Start the fire and let the Storm Fortress burn up!
Only then can I kill the Orc Emperor!”
Colin stroked his chin for a moment, then nodded and said:
“Hmm, since you’re so eager to kill the Orc emperor, I suppose I can help.”
Queen Mid’s face brightened up, but then she looked suspiciously at the approaching Colin, saying:
“What are you doing standing here then? Go and start the sacrifice at the Storm Fortress!
No, don’te here!
Colin, stop!
Ah!
Why are you biting me…”