Crimson Servant

John Camp's contact with the Mind Flayer was limited to Mariana personally. The terrifying ability of this evil creature to control the mind can also be seen through Mariana's positive influence on his own spirit. As a person who has been "brainwashed" for a long time, John has rich experience in fighting mental attacks. He is skilled in calming his mind, reducing active emotional fluctuations, and reducing the reactions caused by the four snake-shaped tentacles. A moment's loss of concentration may result in the loss of the initiative in this battle, and a well-timed psychic impact is enough to disable the defense capabilities of all intelligent creatures.

John's eyes were fixed on the monster in front of him, and the crimson chain slid quietly on the rubble, sensing other enemies that might be lurking. John seems to be lucky. The Crimson Power's detection did not find any Brain Eaters or Heartless Servants hidden around him. In other words, this Mind Flayer was alone. A slave owner loses his slaves like a soldier loses his weapons.

The aggression shown by John stimulated the psychic energy, and the mind flayer let out a deep whisper, and the four tentacles in front of the mouthparts wriggled actively in the air. The incoming coldness was faster than John's movements. John vaguely felt the air being squeezed out, and the psychic shock bombarded him with transparent force field waves in the blink of an eye. His body fell back after being injured, and there was a phantom pain like frostbite in his bones. What was worse was his mind, as if a filthy cold whisper exploded in his mind, and inaccessible knowledge energy was in the incomprehensible cerebral cortex. provoke a strong allergic reaction. John's head immediately swelled with pain, and the pain almost matched the pain caused by the crimson spell.

The Mind Flayer seized the opportunity when the Warlock covered his head, and approached John with its tall body with ghostly agility. Its four tentacles spread out in front of John and formed a circle as they pounced on his brain.

Phew!

The Chains of Sin penetrated the gelatinous skin of the mind flayer's limbs, and silver blood and mucus flowed down. The four tentacles were stiff in the air, and there was still an unexpected daze in the amber pupils.

John covered his face, looked with his right eye along his fingers at the Mind Flayer who was ambushed in an instant, and sneered.

"Have you ever encountered a human being who can withstand psychic shock? Or do you have no idea who you are facing? Tell me, where is Mariana Dahl?"

The restrained monster had no consciousness of being a prisoner at all. It made a rapid and unpleasant sound in its tone, and threats were constantly coming from the telepathy. John was agitated by those mental probes, and the red dragon lightning went straight. It penetrated the mind flayer's body and took away its life.

"That's enough, I will drain your memory and dig out the truth from your mind."

The Sinful Chain held up the body of the Mind Flayer. John walked outside the door and heard the special sound of the shell ship speeding away from the city. From the rubble of the ruins, the heads of the survivors were poked out. They tentatively walked out of the shadows with expectation, looked up at the sky where the clouds had returned to their original shape, and couldn't help but cheer for the survivors.

John walked through the middle, and the Mind Flayer corpse suspended behind him made everyone make way.

"Sir John." A vampire guard appeared in front of the magician. He looked very embarrassed, as if he had gone through a battle, "Ms. Mariana is waiting for you."

John turned around, his gloomy face turning into confusion. The vampire guard's calm and downcast look gave John a familiar feeling, the sense of peace of mind that Mariana had arranged everything and just had to follow the plan.

"Lead the way."

The tower where Count Smelky lives is located in the southern part of the Blood District. There is an underground prison here, separated from the tower by only a garden.

As John passed by the decaying garden on his way to the tower, he could still smell the smell of blood from the open door of the underground prison. Smelky regarded this prison as his personal blood bank. This self-proclaimed collector showed off his art in the city, although no one appreciated it.

In addition to his evil love for blood, Count Smelki's appreciation of jewelry and wealth is commendable. Even if many treasures were removed from his tower, what was left behind was still magnificent.

Following the guidance and walking up the spiral staircase, John raised his head and made eye contact with the vampire standing upside down on the other side of the hanging staircase. Their pale skin did not turn red due to congestion, and their handsome faces seemed to blend into the brightly colored flags and become part of the artwork.

When John saw Mariana, she was stepping on a luxurious gold carpet, trying on various elegant clothes left by the vampire count. Even though she has the head of a mind flayer, wearing those magical costumes can still reflect Mariana's temperament.

"I almost thought you were kidnapped."

Mariana turned her back to John and looked at the mirror. There was only one maid left in the room.

[For the sake of the plan, that did have to happen. But I had found a replacement, a vessel of power, a piece of brain tissue stripped from my body, enough to complete the Mind Flayer's plan. As you can see, John, as much as I'd love to be a part of this rescue, I have other plans. 】

[Such as controlling these vampires and replacing a vampire earl? 】

Mariana stepped into the screen and began trying on the next piece, all the while showing John no reservations about her ambitions.

[Not for the time being. The attack by the mind flayers will lower my public image. I need to take some time to get the citizens to calm down and accept a mind flayer leader. So until then, I will allow those who are oppressed to be 'free', free before I rule everything. 】

[What are you going to do to prevent Smelky's return? 】

Mariana first looked at the maid who was assisting her in dressing, and then continued.

[Relief to the victims, using Smelky’s legacy. 】

【He is not dead. 】

[Don’t worry, once the citizens get it, they will firmly believe that the earl is dead. John, that's what Dark City is like. 】

Yes, given enough, they will work hard to push Smelky into his grave. The unruly vampire must not have imagined that Mariana could rebel against these unruly people just as easily as she could rebel against his loyal guards.

"Do you need my help?"

Mariana shook her head in refusal.

"There are more important needs for you, John, you know. A new trial has begun. Go chase the shell ship and get back what replaced me. It was a black container. I guarantee that you will be the first." You can recognize that thing with your eyes. Maybe you need clues. Have you dealt with the guy who destroyed my divination house? Do you need me to provide you with sacrificial materials?"

John Camp declined her offer.

"Thanks, I already have one."