Abe the Wizard

Abel did not expect that this time when he entered the Tower of Oblivion and had not seen the countess, he had already obtained two bottles of "potency potions". "Powder potions" was a shortcut to improve the combat effectiveness of summoners and contracted beasts.

In order to improve the combat power of the Dark Gold Boss, Hell has researched many ways to enhance its strength. There are many types, each of which can strengthen a certain aspect of a creature's ability, and as the creature's own level increases, this This enhancement will follow.

However, the entrance to the fifth floor is right in front of him. At this time, Abel did not intend to use these two bottles of ‘power potion’. After spending so many days, he finally wanted to see the Countess, and he did not want to wait any longer.

Strangely, when Abel walked into the fifth floor, he didn't find a **** creature again. It seemed like an empty dungeon, but the **** air was very heavy, and the air was filled with blood and heat. Smell.

As he moved forward, a huge iron pot appeared in front of him, and the pot was full of red liquid. He just smelled it and knew that it was all human blood, but humans have disappeared on this continent. Where does the blood come from? At least he has never seen humans since he came into the dark world.

If Abel was an orc sacrifice or an alchemist who was very knowledgeable about blood, then he would know that it was all virgin blood.

Turning around a few vacant rooms, the front is the innermost room. Abel felt a burst of enthusiasm. Unlike other rooms, the innermost room was full of red fire.

Abel ordered the captain of the ghost knight, the most resistant to fire, to stand in front, and several other ghosts guarded the knight. He stepped into the room.

"How many years haven't guests come!" A sigh of sigh came from a woman. In the flames of light, a lady wearing a magnificent noble robe stood in the center of the room, and on the sides were seven maids wearing maid clothes. The attendant stood side by side respectfully.

Abel did not expect that the countess in front of him would say such a thing. He always thought that all **** creatures were the same, and the soul and body were eroded by hell. There was no way to have the original mind. It now seems as if it had been imagined before. There are some differences, but before that he still wanted to confirm whether the other party was a countess. The current situation is a bit weird.

"Are you the countess who guards here?" Abel looked at the nobleman's robe on the other side, and naturally performed a standard knight ceremony.

"Countess, how long it is called, countless years, I have almost forgotten this title. Since being trapped here, no one has called me like this!" Said the countess, muttering, seeming to remember a long time ago Past.

When Abel heard her admitting that she was the Countess, she had made preparations for battle. A dark gold staff appeared in her hand, which was the gray staff of the bane. Its attributes had + 50% fire resistance. Is the only equipment in his hand that can strengthen fire resistance.

"Brave adventurer, can you listen to my story and fight again? I can feel that the world has lost the support of hell. I could have died countless times and resurrected, but I know now that I will enter as soon as I fall. Sleep forever, so I ask you to listen to my story first, so that I am dead, at least there are still people in the world who can tell my story! "The countess made an empty hand to Abel without preparation for battle. Posture, followed by a soft pleading voice.

"Please, please!" Abel didn't put away the bane, but suppressed all the summons and guarded him.

"Adventurer, you have just given a knight ceremony, which reminds me of my husband many years ago, he is also a knight!" The countess's face appeared a happiness, although this happiness It appeared briefly on her face, but Abel saw it clearly.

"The fate of the knight is to die on the battlefield, and he is the same, and the only thing I can remember about him is his favorite, my face! So in order to keep the face unchanged, I looked for countless scholars, alchemists, and eventually the city master The alchemist of the government told me that with the blood of a virgin, I can always look old! "

Abel heard the countess's words, and could not help thinking of the blood in the huge iron pot in the largest hall on the fifth floor.

"I collected a large pot of virgin blood through various methods such as buying and lure, and put it in a container where the alchemist applied the magic circle to ensure that it will always be fresh! However, it is not the face that is waiting for me But shameless betrayal! "

The countess' expression became very embarrassed. It seemed that something beautiful was destroyed. She continued: "It turned out that my wealth made many people jealous, and my husband's death made them see an opportunity. They wanted to get my family's Wealth, so this trap has been laid! "

"Countless people rushed into my home in the name of eliminating evil, and I was forced to retreat to the dungeon. They did not find the wealth in the rumor, so they became angry and burned down my home, and I was also Waiting for death in the dungeon! "

The countess's voice became sharp, and her voice was filled with resentment: "Just before death, I pray to hell, I want revenge, and I use everything I have in exchange for a chance for reunion!"

"Hell responded to me, so I became a member of hell. Maybe my grievance is bigger than hell's corruption. I retained my ability to think. Many years later, **** entered this world with heaven, everything It's gone, my enemy, my loved ones, everything to me! "

"I hate humans. It is they who made me what I am now. I hate **** even more. It keeps me immortal in the five layers for millions of years. I rushed all the original **** creatures to the dungeon. On the upper floors, only a few little devil are left for cleaning. I don't like them appearing in my home. This is my only home! "

"Dear Countess, I believe everything you say, but no matter who is right or wrong, it has passed with time!"

Abel can no longer judge the righteous and evil side of the matter, because collecting human blood for casting is a taboo in itself, and if it happens on the Holy Land, it will be similarly grouped up and besieged.

"Young knight, where did you come from? In this world, the knight profession has disappeared from a long time in my memory. Only the paladin who has existed because of faith has always existed, and there is no breath of faith in your body. You are a real knight! "The countess had finished saying what she wanted to say, and at this time noticed the difference in human beings.

"Why don't you think I'm a trainer?" Abel asked.

"It's very simple. You don't have the breath of **** and heaven on your body. You are not their trainer, and heaven and **** have not returned to this world for countless years. Maybe a world that has consumed all its vitality is not Worthy of attention! "Replied the countess.

"I'm an outsider!" Abel thought about using the word outsider, and he didn't know if the countess could understand.

"Are you from another world?" Asked the countess, her eyes brightening.

"Yes, I came from a world without the breath of heaven and hell!" Abel nodded affirmatively.

"If, I mean, if you need a housekeeper, a well-educated aristocrat who has the ability to control the element of fire and some melee skills!" The Countess was hesitant, maybe she did not want to waste this time A rare opportunity, so still say what I want.

Abel didn't seem to think that the countess would ask this question, but before he spoke, the seven elite maids around the countess had pulled out their sabers from their waists and killed the countess.

The countess hummed, her body rapidly retreated, and a wave of fire appeared in front of her. The seven elite maids seemed to ignore the wall of fire and rushed to the wall of fire, but then the elite maids heard a scream. !!

"Without my reinforcements, how could you have the ability to control fire!" Said the countess, sneer.

While the countess spoke, her gorgeous nobleman's robe shuddered, and a light combat armor and a long sword around her waist made her instantly change from a lady to a woman soldier.