Crimson Servant

Merlin was playing a trick on herself, and Vivian jumped up from the floor when she regained consciousness. She quickly rushed to the place where she had fallen and picked up her weapon. She didn't even open her eyes during this process. She already knew the structure of this library by heart through long-term training.

Vivian slipped into the passage between the two bookshelves, leaned against the bookshelf, and squeezed the loose books into a barrier to protect her back. She was dismayed to find that these fragile structures connected by fiber leather were stronger than the weapons in her hands. More effective in resisting Merlin's elusive attacks.

Vivian had forgotten how many times she had been attacked by Merlin, and every time she opened her eyes, it became a vampire's instinct to be wary of those around her. She admitted that Merlin's training to transcend death was very effective. The use of weapons, the movement of footsteps, the strength of wrists, and the combat skills felt with the body have been engraved in the muscles.

These muscle memories did not make Vivian's body fall into a rigid fighting rhythm, because whenever Vivian was about to adopt some kind of attack imitating Merlin as her own habit, this humanoid dragon would always use a more skillful sword. Send her to sleep.

By the time Vivian had been able to fight the sword master for several rounds, Merlin changed his fighting style in a head-on confrontation.

He raised his off-hand staff! When he had the upper hand in the confrontation with his weapons, he used all kinds of magic to give Vivian a more ferocious blow.

"Your goal is not to slay the dragon, my student, but to survive in the battle." Merlin's voice appeared on the right side of Vivian. Her heart tightened and she stabbed out her weapon quickly. Merlin had used this trick more than once without exerting all his strength.

"You have made rapid progress and are now able to stand on your own in swordsmanship." This time Merlin's voice came from nowhere, as if it was coming from all directions of Vivian. This is a lie, Vivian thought silently in her mind. Merlin also used the trick that he had completed in training. While consuming his own trust, he gave Vivian multiple fatal blows.

Now Vivian just wants to find the bastard who uses invisibility, and use the sword to draw a string of sparks on his facial scales. She has done it several times, and she misses that refreshing feeling very much.

"You seem to be very happy, thinking of happy things?" Merlin's voice suddenly sounded, close to his ears. Vivian's body trembled, and the movement from her back made Vivian quickly turn around.

But it was too late. The books used by Vivian as a protective wall were affected by magic and shot out from the bookshelf like bullets. Several thick books hit Vivian's back. She screamed in pain, raised her legs and stepped on the shelf in front of her, jumped hard, and somersaulted to the top of the bookshelf, dodging the magic bullets that exploded under her.

Merlin changed the rules again, he no longer cherishes books.

The space at the top of the bookshelf is narrow and there is not much shelter. Vivian bent her legs and stood on one knee to reduce the surface area affected by the impact. At the same time, she further distanced herself from the ceiling. Merlin's death fell from the sky many times.

Just when Vivian was waiting for the attack, the bookcase under her feet shook slightly. Not just the bookcases, but the entire library began to fall into this weird vibration. Blood oozed from the bright yellow wall, the bookshelf railings were rapidly decaying, the floor was collapsing, and Vivian felt a powerful force squeezing the space.

"Merlin! What did you do!"

"No, this is not me." Merlin appeared standing on top of the same rectangular bookshelf as Vivian. He looked up at the peeling walls on the ceiling and realized that his conscious space was being invaded.

"It's John, that kid is using the Crimson Ritual again!"

The complaining Merlin relaxed his guard, and a sword light passed by his eyes. The blade scraped his skin, setting off a series of sparks. The transformation of his human appearance disappeared in the firelight, revealing the fine brass scales underneath.

The warmth on his face made Merlin, who was in Dragonborn form, turn around and look at Vivian who raised the corners of his mouth. His naughty student made the brass dragon who was anxious about the current situation feel annoyed.

Merlin threw down his staff, raised his sword, and stood it upright in front of him. Snake Eyes' pupils shrank, and the murderous intent propped up the ever-shattering world behind Merlin.

"Since you wish it so much, my student, let the next blow be your farewell to me."

Vivian stood up and made the same move as Merlin, with excited smiles on their faces as they chanted at the same time.

"Give me death, Hu Guang!"

Yellow sand accumulated on the tip of Vivian's dagger, reshaping her weapon into a shining sword. Flames burned in the yellow sand particles, and a high-heat cyclonic storm enveloped Vivian and Merlin. They swung their swords at the same time, and the dragon's roar turned into sword wind and collided with each other.

The storm dissipated, and Merlin looked satisfied.

"It's still a little worse than me, but it should be enough to deal with Morgan."

Merlin looked at Vivian, who was burned by the flames. At this time, she put on a blood-stained dress, and her exposed skin was also stained with blood.

The brass dragon squinted his eyes and noticed the different emotions in those crimson pupils.

"Merlin?" Vivian Kemp said confused.

"John Camp?" The Brass Dragon discovered the true identity of the battle-damaged Vivian from the familiar gloomy temperament, and he said strangely, "How did you replace Vivian's body?"

"The mind flayer sealed her spirit, and I had to sneak into her conscious world. As a result, her consciousness was not in her body. My consciousness was attracted by the void of personality, replacing her suffering identity." John observed the dilapidated surroundings. The scene in the library, "So, it was you who saved her? Merlin."

"It's just an accident." Brass Dragon smiled. He didn't like to praise the result of a strange combination of circumstances as his own merit. "A happy accident."

John nodded and did not ask about the long time between Vivian and Merlin's consciousness collision. Since he has replaced Vivian here, it means that Vivian's consciousness has been replaced to her original place. After he used his spiritual power to destroy the shadow of her soul, the female vampire would surely wake up soon.

"Then I will take my leave, Merlin, and thank you for your help to Vivian."

John finished speaking and wanted to leave.

"Wait!" Merlin returned to the form of a brass dragon. His consciousness prison restored the original appearance of the library after accepting John's invasion. He stared at the warlock, "Did you forget something?"

The warlock's face gradually twisted into an expression of discomfort that Vivian would never show.

"Okay, two books, right?"

"Two books?! How many nights have you avoided me? If you hadn't blocked our dream fusion with some crooked secret techniques, would I have used an uncertain consciousness capture spell to detain Vivian's consciousness? Although the result Not bad. But these are your problems!”

"Am I escaping?" John Kemp felt very ridiculous. "I have never studied any spells to block dreams. In my eyes, it was you who disappeared after we left for Avenro. It was like a traitor who arranged it. The only reason why I don't think about it is because you are a brass dragon."

Merlin and John, two consciousnesses that had synchronized their thinking, now had the same tacit understanding.

"A third person has intervened in our consciousness link, but for what purpose? To cut off the trust between us?" John frowned.

"Or to slow down our reading pace," Brass Dragon said firmly, "We are interpreting the reality of this world, and there must be someone who doesn't want us to do this."

"So you know what we should do in this situation? John."

"read more books."