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Scott asked curiously, "Did you find anything?"

Betty glanced at him, feeling a little happy: "It should be a spell."

Scott excitedly said: "The curse left by the brave? I'm going to see it!"

But Betty shook her head and said: "This is not a good idea. Since it is something left by the brave, it should be received by the son of the brave. And it is not a spell that everyone can use."

Scott accepted her statement: "The things left by the brave are always special. It is a kind of fate that Werther can obtain his relics!"

Betty rubbed her temples: "I need to take a break, the next recording work has nothing to do with me."

Scott shrugged. "That's Witte's own work, of course."

Afterwards, Betty came to the campfire, put on insulated gloves, took out the hot coffee, opened it, poured it into a teacup, and stuffed it with sugar cubes.

In the dark where no one could see, she pursed her lips slightly.

It's a pity, but she actually recognized the spell when she saw it.

It was a universal spell, and indeed not everyone could use it.

Because it has a verification function, it will change into a matching form according to the owner's various qualifications.

Among them, only after changing into a weapon can the basic function of the spell be exerted.

The strength of the spell varies depending on the weapon used.

Among them, the "sword" is the most powerful!

Its name is "Phantom Soldier Curse", which is both a magic card and an item card.

Because it is often used by the brave to summon the holy sword, it is also called "Holy Sword Curse"!

……

And the reason why Betty knows so clearly is because the "Holy Sword Curse" is something that can be learned in the second semester of the fourth grade-she previewed it in advance!

Within half a minute of recognizing this spell.

She decided to keep this secret in her heart forever.

It is not her wish to destroy a child's beautiful illusions about her parents.

Of course she didn't want to hide it.

But who knew that the treasure left by the brave would be something in the textbook?

Anyway, by the time Werther reaches the fourth grade, she has already graduated...

"It sucks!"

……

All three of the foursome were immersed in joy, and even Robert was secretly happy for Werther.

Werther finally thought of Robert, and he let Robert enter the secret room to help hold the luminaire, while he himself started recording.

Although the "Holy Sword Curse" is not short, at least it is a spell on a plane, and it is not difficult to draw.

It took Witte half an hour to successfully record it.

Then he greeted Robert out of the secret room, feeling refreshed all over!

The treasure left by my father has finally arrived!

……

While excited, several people sat around the campfire and chatted for a long time before taking out their sleeping bags and going to sleep.

……

at the same time.

The bat that had been huddled in the corner opened its eyes.

[-] meters away.

The vampire, who followed his physical instinct, finally crossed the labyrinth-like secret passage and found it nearby.

The complexity of the secret passage made it linger all night.

The brain, which was already in a chaotic state, was twisted into a mess by the irritability and hunger.

His arms were hanging down, the corners of his mouth were drooling, and his eyes gleamed fiercely, like a hungry ghost crawling out of hell!

As the breath of the prey got closer, the instinct of hunting made him stop panting, and his steps became silent.

The torches on either side of the secret passage were no longer lit.

He groaned in the dark.

He prowls in the shadows.

After a few minutes.

The light of the bonfire was reflected in the vampire's eyes.

The four of Werther, who were sleeping in their sleep, didn't notice it at all.

The vampire sticks out a long, pointed tongue that circles around the corner of the mouth.

He could feel the little blood remaining in his body boiling.

Among the four people huddled in the sleeping bag, there was one whose taste of blood had been deeply engraved in his soul.

That is the tastiest prey.

It is the most beautiful blood bag!

A pitch-black shadow struck the four of them.

The vampire quietly walked up to the son of the brave, slowly, slowly, resisting the rage to crush him, bent down, and stretched his fangs towards the son of the brave's neck.

Although the modulated blood in the wine glass is delicious.

But the blood flowing in the veins is the vampire's favorite.

A strong stench pierced Werther's nostrils, he subconsciously frowned, and then dimly opened his eyes.

The blood-red light shines in the eyes.

The vampire bit down violently!

"what--"

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Chapter 213 Nightmares and Sweet Dreams (4k)

"what--"

Werther's screams tore through the night.

Betty and Scott were awakened almost simultaneously.

The flickering firelight illuminated the profile of the vampire.

That pale and shriveled face was turning red at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Werther, who was held down by it, struggled violently, but the power gap between the two was too obvious. His hands were tightly clamped by the vampire, unable to move at all.

However, this struggle only lasted for a few seconds.

The hormone injected from the vampire's fangs paralyzed his nerves, and his whole body settled down.

Robert then woke up, and he tried to open his eyes to look in Werther's direction, but he still thought he was dreaming.

It's just that this nightmare was so real that he couldn't help but feel terrified.

"Magic call!"

Betty's reaction was the fastest, and a magic elf in the shape of a long snake with a bright body color flew out of her sleeve almost instantly!

That's the three-star magic elf that Betty forged in the second grade—the moray moray eel!

The moray eel is as long as a snake, with a small head and a protruding mouth. The mouth is full of sharp teeth, and the teeth protrude from the lips. It is extremely ugly.

But its skin has no scales, but is covered with a fine layer of magic lines.

The magic pattern all over the body can make its attributes switch between water, electricity and poison, so that the distribution of magic attack and defense and special moves will also change accordingly.

The moray eel flying out of Betty's sleeve was covered with a layer of golden lines, and it was shining with lightning. It was as fast as lightning, and it bit the vampire's shoulder in the blink of an eye!

But the vampire only stretched out his hand to grab the moray eel, and let the electric light touch his palm without realizing it.

"Thunder beam!"

Accompanied by Betty's roar, the moray eel suddenly opened its mouth like a snake, and the lightning all over it rushed into the mouth, turning into a condensed lightning, and shot out suddenly!

"puff!"

The vampire's face was hit by the lightning beam head-on, but only a little burnt mark appeared.

He raised his head because of it.

The sense of satisfaction after drinking the blood made him gradually wake up from the state of confusion and thirst, and the scarlet light in his eyes also slightly condensed.

"who am I?"

"where am I?"

"What should I do?"

Three questions hit the heart.

Fragmented memories gradually emerged.

"Vlad, Vlad, I'm Vlad!"

"I'm resurrected!"

"I am back!"

The vampire Vlad stood up abruptly, his blood cloak fluttering backwards.