The gray-haired old man with a demon hunting seal in his hand obviously knew the danger of demons, especially the evil spirits of the Third Age, so he wisely chose to refuse the demon's blood wine. The two little girls wanted to try it, but were stopped by the middle-aged witch:
"Girls, even if you don't want to be my students in the future, I still want to tell you a piece of common sense: never get involved in anything related to the devil."
Seeing her serious expression, the two little girls nodded and remained silent.
"The sixth and seventh types are to be introduced together, which are Sun Wine and Moon Wine. I absorbed some blood from ancient sunworms, mixed it with sunlight, and purified it through the sun held by ancient sun ancestors deep in the earth's core to brew Sun Wine. I absorbed some blood from ancient moon butterflies, mixed it with the coldest moonlight, and injected it with the power of the red moon that I control to obtain this bottle of Moon Wine."
When the Saint mentioned the "Red Moon", He looked up at Shade:
"These two bottles of wine must be stored together to balance the unstable force. Correspondingly, if you don't want to die miserably, you must drink these two bottles of wine together. Otherwise, your body will turn into light in an instant, and your soul will be drawn closer to the great star, and then fall into eternal madness. Is anyone willing to try it?"
The witch, the old man, and the twin girls all shook their heads. They knew that this was not a power that mortals should try. But Shade frowned slightly because the voice in his ear was whispering:
Maybe, you can try it a little.
"Which one to try?"
What do you think
"Can I just have the moon wine?"
So he looked up and said to the saint, who did not seem surprised at the result:
"Of course you can, but this will destroy the taste of the coexistence of the essence of the sun and the moon, just like when mortals eat bread for breakfast without sweet sauce."
Fortunately, Xia De never eats bread with sauce.
Two corks popped out at the same time, and first poured two bright red liquids with a strange luster into the saint's wine glass. Then one of them flew in front of Shade and poured the wine into his glass. The bright red wine had a cool luster.
Xia De picked up the wine glass with one hand. He felt a strong attraction, which attracted him to drink the wine in front of him:
"The first moon in ancient times was silvery moonlight."
He said softly. The evil god did not pick up the wine glass, but looked at him with a smile:
"Yes."
"Later, for unknown reasons, the Ancient Moon was split into three: the Yellow Moon, which symbolizes guidance and chaos, the Silver Moon, which symbolizes holiness and madness, and the Red Moon, which symbolizes flesh and reproduction, or the Blood Moon."
"Yes."
The evil god nodded again:
"I am the patron of the vampire race. They worship the blood moon. Naturally, I control part of the power of the red moon."
Xia De nodded:
"In fact, I have always believed that I am illuminated by the silver moon, even though I don't know why."
"If you are willing to be transformed into a member of my clan, I can give you some small tips."
The saint suggested very cautiously, and Xia De shook his head slightly:
"Sorry, I don't have any such plans at least for now."
The other four people at the table lowered their heads, pretending not to hear the conversation.
"It's okay. You can think about it again. After all... I've always been here, right?"
What He meant was that this god still existed until the Sixth Era, when Shad actually existed.
Xia De looked at the wine in front of him, raised it to eye level, and looked at the saint across the table through the translucent red liquid. He first saw the red full moon in the liquid, and then through the red moon, he saw the god sitting at the other end of the table.
It was not the image of the middle-aged man in the red cloak, but a giant flesh-and-blood humanoid being that he could not describe in any words, as if occupying the entire space.
Xia De took a deep breath and closed his eyes. Under the surprised gaze of others, he raised his head and drank the blood wine in his hand. The cold but somewhat soft liquid slid down his throat to his stomach, and then red light radiated from the cracks on the surface of his body, but it subsided in just one second.
Xia De opened his eyes, and red light shone from his eyes, but gradually returned to peace, and finally disappeared completely. Laughter appeared in his ears, a very soft laugh:
Having tasted the blood wine of God, stranger, you have come to understand the blasphemous 'Red Moon'.
Not only did he gain some insights, Xia De felt that his control over the moonlight had also become much stronger because of this glass of wine. He hadn't had a chance to try it yet, but he thought that at least he could develop more diverse ways to use the Moonlight Slash.
“It tastes great.”
Xia De praised softly and put the wine glass back on the table. The saint facing him shook his head slightly, and it was unknown what he was sighing about, and then drank the mixed drink of the two blood brews in his wine glass.
So far, Shade has completed the requirement of drinking with the gods three times, drinking the wine of the poisonous insects of Turin, the wine of the elements, and the wine of the moon. For any mortal living in the fifth and sixth eras, this achievement is something they can brag about for the rest of their lives.
God said again:
"The eighth kind of blood brew is Warrior Wine. Although veterans of battles are of little use outside the battlefield, their blood and souls tempered by war are very interesting. Every once in a while, I would ask my servants to offer warrior blood. After who knows how many years, I finally got a bottle of Warrior Wine worth collecting."
He paused:
"The interesting thing about this wine is that after drinking it, men can greatly improve their physical qualities, and after drinking it, women are likely to grow some... extra organs. After all, only by combining the concepts of warriors and men can this most rugged, but also very interesting, wine be brewed."
After saying that, He looked directly at the gray-haired old man in armor. Shade was unwilling to drink human blood, and the witch and the twin girls were obviously unwilling to face the "extra organ that was likely to grow."
The old man hesitated. This was already the eighth blood brew, and he had to drink with God at least once more. Although the Warrior's Wine was definitely not as simple as God said, it was at least relatively safe among all the blood brews just now.
"Yes, God, I am willing to drink with you."
The blood wine was poured to the saint and the old man respectively. The former drank the wine in the cup and then looked at the latter at the table with great interest. The gray-haired armored old man held the cup hesitantly, as he had no other potion.
"Don't worry, I can detoxify you."
Shade said, but the witch reminded:
"Your detoxification seems to come from the elves, which can only be effective against strong toxins that damage the body. And that glass of wine may not be poisonous, but it has other effects."
"Do you have any idea?"
Xia De asked the witch. The middle-aged witch had no interest in rescuing the old man, after all, he was a man. But after Xia De looked at her, she subconsciously thought about it, but still shook her head:
"My method only works on witches."
Many potions that ring sorcerers could drink were extremely poisonous to ordinary people, so Shade could understand what she meant.
"It doesn't matter. Being able to get to this point is beyond my expectation."
The old man smiled and said to Xia De, hesitating for a moment and picking up the cup to drink, but was stopped by others:
"Please wait a moment."
The one who spoke was the younger of the twin girls, the one in the black dress. Seeing everyone looking at her, the girl flinched. Her elder sister, the one in the white dress, obviously wanted to stop her sister from speaking. But seeing everyone looking at her, she sighed and said nothing more.
"We have medicine here."
The girl in the black dress said in a low voice. She and her sister both had blue eyes and black hair, a hair color that Xia De liked very much.
As she spoke, the older sister, the girl in the white dress, took out a small flat rectangular copper box from the side pocket of her skirt.
"Relic?"
Because of the existence of the saint, Xia De's perception was greatly suppressed. It was not until he saw the relic being taken out that he realized that the girls, who were still ordinary people for the time being, were actually carrying relics.
"Is this... a medicine box for addicts? You actually prepared this in advance?"
The witch next to the girls recognized what it was.
"We took it secretly when we ran away from home."
The girl in the black dress said in a low voice.
"Your family, could it be the one from the southern continent..."
The witch was very surprised. Seeing that Xia De was a little confused, she explained to him:
"A medicine box for addicts. It is a demon-level relic that can be used three times every 12 hours. It can obtain any drug you want. Although the extraordinary properties of the drug will not be very strong, it must be the kind you want. The negative effect is addiction, but if you only use it once or twice, the terrible addiction can be overcome with willpower."
The rating method of relics is different in different eras. Shade is not very clear which level the "demon level" corresponds to, but based on the characteristics, it should be the poet level or the clerk level.
"I can lend this to you once."
The girl in the white dress said to the old man, then handed the small copper-colored metal box to the witch, who handed it to Shade and then passed it to the old man.
The white-haired old man didn't know what to say. He opened his mouth, looked at the four people at this end of the table, and then drank the blood wine in his hand.
The terrifying red veins spread from both sides of his esophagus to his entire body. Blood was seeping out from his pores all over his body. It was not that his body was "leaking blood", but rather that his body could not hold so much blood. At the same time, the old man's body was expanding outwards like an inflated balloon, and his swollen hands quickly opened the medicine box, took out an ordinary white pill and threw it into his mouth.