However, as the undead continued to pour out, Fidna could no longer stop them alone. Many of the undead bypassed her sword and rushed towards the crowd. "Iowa is not good at dealing with this kind of monster, so just stay behind and rest. Emilin will be in charge of support, and Isidor and I will deal with them together." Esna said as she put away her sword and stretched out her index finger forward. The skeletons rushed to within ten meters of her, and were blown into pieces by an invisible force, which looked like they had drawn an arc of death. "How cool! It's a pity that I don't know that kind of fancy fighting method." Isidor shrugged, waving his sword and rushed towards the sea of skeletons. With one strike of the sword, the skeletons fell to the ground. Although it was the black energy on their bodies that actually drove the skeletons to move, Isidor's blue gold sword was very heavy, and it could often smash the skeletons to pieces with one blow, making it impossible for them to stand up. However, even though he could chop several skeletons into pieces with one sword, the number of skeletons kept increasing and he could not kill them all. Isidor frowned and sent out a shock wave to repel all the surrounding skeletons. However, the skeletons still rushed forward endlessly, even bypassing Isidor and Esna's defense line and rushing directly towards the two people behind. Generally speaking, bows and arrows have a very poor effect on skeletons, which can be said to be naturally restrained. So Isidor subconsciously prepared to return to help, but Emmeline did not panic at all. She took the arrow in her hand and shot two arrows in succession without aiming. The two arrows were shot almost at the same time, so fast that it was impossible to tell which was which. Just as Isidor was astonished by this amazing skill, he suddenly discovered that the two arrows did not seem to be aimed at the skeletons, but at the open space on their wings. Did the shot miss?
As if to answer his doubts, the skeletons in front of him fell down in groups. At this time, the skeletons behind them came again, and Emmeline did the same thing, shooting down a large group of skeletons with two arrows. It was then that Isidor discovered that the tails of those arrows seemed to be tied with very thin metal wires, and it was these thin wires that cut the skeleton in half, causing astonishing killing effects. "It turns out that bows and arrows can be used like this!" Iowa exclaimed on the side. With the combined efforts of the three, the attack of the sea of skeletons was finally contained. At this time, Fidna, who was at the forefront, was already killing like crazy. She was seen wielding a greatsword enchanted with holy light, mowing down the skeletons like a warrior in the Dark Chi series. The undead were so severely restrained by her holy light that the battle became completely one-sided. After chopping the skeletons in front of her, Fidna turned back to deal with the skeletons shot down by the half-elf. She hardly had to attack, but just walked around the skeletons with the holy aura on, evaporating the black air on the skeletons, and the latter stopped moving. "It hurts so much, so much, so much..." After killing the last skeleton, Fidna dropped her sword and squatted down in pain. Bloody steam was coming out of her body and there were signs of burns on many parts of her body. "Hey, there are no enemies anymore, let's turn off the holy light." Isidor stepped forward and helped her sit on the ground to rest. "I have overused the Holy Light and I need treatment. But the treatment still requires Holy Light, and then I will be burned...Will I never get better if this goes on?" Fidna cried. “Is there a possibility that you are actually a vampire and your wounds can heal on their own?” Iowa reminded. "That's right! I'm a vampire with an awesome self-healing ability. Holy light is nothing!" Fidna suddenly realized. "Idiot." Iowa scolded. "Wait, it still doesn't seem to work. Holy light will prevent the undead from healing themselves. Although my self-healing ability is invincible, it seems that it cannot match the strength of my holy light. So am I too strong, or too weak?" Fidna turned off the holy light enchantment, but soon discovered that the wound could not heal completely, so she was at a loss again for a moment. "I suggest you get selected for the idiotic morning newspaper." Isidor complained on the side. "There's really no other choice, just come and suck my blood." Iowa said, tilting her head. "Eh? Is this okay?" Fidna suddenly became polite. "You just saved me, didn't you? Consider it a favor - but don't inhale too much," said Iovia. "Hehe, then I won't be polite!" Fidna said as she pounced on the dark elf, hugged her arms, lifted her temples, and gently bit her neck with her teeth. "Ah——" Iovia cried out in pain, holding onto Fidena's shoulders with both hands and silently enduring. The two of them hugged each other, and from Isidor's perspective, they looked like a couple. Perhaps it was because she hadn't tasted fresh blood for a long time, Fidna's expression when she sucked blood looked intoxicated, as satisfied as an old drunkard tasting aged wine.
And Iowa did not resist. It was not known whether she felt that it was pointless to struggle even if she had all the strength she had, or whether she was not opposed to Fidna's dirty hands in her heart. "This is the first time I see Fidna sucking blood. I didn't expect that this guy, who is usually so rude, eats so elegantly." Esna teased. "Doesn't she usually suck blood?" Isidor asked curiously. "Of course, Fidena is a vampire with royal blood. In other words, she is the 'original vampire'. Some people call her the 'true ancestor'. Things that ordinary vampires are extremely afraid of, such as sunlight, running water, and silverware, are just a bit annoying to her and cannot hurt her at all. She herself is the source of power, so she does not need to suck blood to maintain her power." Aisina said. "It sounds really powerful. It would be great if I could have a start like this." Isidor said with emotion. "There's no need to envy her. Your potential is far beyond hers, if the spell on the base is not translated incorrectly..." Esna whispered. Chapter 89: The Skeleton Maid and the Boy "What did you say?" Isidor asked hurriedly, not quite hearing her last sentence. "It's nothing. Now is not the time for you to know." Esna smiled mysteriously. At this moment, strange noises came from the dark elves and vampires. "Fidna... stop, I can't take it anymore... um~" Iovia said weakly while patting Fidna's shoulder. "Oh, sorry, I haven't sucked blood for a long time, and I couldn't control myself." Fidna quickly let go of the pale-faced Iowa. At this time, the injuries she suffered from the holy light burns had almost healed. The vampire's self-healing ability was indeed terrifying. "Fidena will stay to take care of Iowa. Emilyne, you build a bridge, and Isidor and I will go down and take a look." said Esna. The half-elf nodded, tied two ropes tightly to the stone, and threw the other end down. Isidor and Esna followed the ropes down to the bottom of the pool. At the bottom of the dried-up pond, there was a broken boat covered with seaweed. At first glance, it was just an ordinary sunken ship, but upon closer inspection, there were thousands or tens of thousands of bones piled up at the bottom of the boat. What's even more terrifying is that all the water plants are growing on the piles of bones, turning the bones into nutrients and growing healthily. "Strange, when I came down just now, this was clearly a luxurious ship. How did it become like this? Is this also an illusion?" Isidor said curiously. "There is definitely an element of illusion, but not entirely. The atmosphere here gives me a weird feeling. Let's search quickly to see if the young man you met is the grandson of the witch." said Esina. So the two of them boarded the wreck and searched around. Isidor found that although the hull was old, the internal structure and layout were exactly the same as when he came down. The two men came to the lower level. Isidor opened the room and saw that the skeleton he had smashed was still lying inside. Could it be that what he had just experienced was not an illusion? "Maybe it's half true and half false, with illusions used to embellish and beautify the scene. But even so, it can't explain the fact that you can breathe underwater." Esna saw Isidor's confusion and explained without waiting for him to speak. Isidor nodded and hurriedly took Esna to the innermost room on the lower floor. The big hole where he fell was still there. Obviously, this was where he met the boy and the maid. If the scenes he saw were half true and half false, then what would the real image of the boy and the maid be? With a hint of curiosity, Isidor pushed open the door. A fragrance came from the room. A skeleton in a maid outfit was sitting on a chair, holding a plate of cut water plants and feeding it to the boy who had just protected him. Isidor looked at the boy and was shocked: the boy's eyes were half closed and he looked dying. Although his appearance was still vaguely recognizable, his entire body had merged with the ship's plank, his limbs had completely disappeared, and the remaining parts also had a tendency to merge in. Isidor then discovered what was strange: the wood of the entire ship had patterns similar to those of the human body, and even painful human faces could be seen in many places. Isidor initially thought he had seen it wrong, and that the texture of the wood just happened to be similar. Now it seems that perhaps the entire ship is made of human bodies!
"How did this person survive underwater?" Isidor couldn't help but ask. "It is the undead who feed him, but as for what their purpose is, no one knows." Esina shook her head. "There are two questions now: First, is this guy the old woman's grandson? Second, if so, how can we take him away in this state? He has already merged with the plank, and he would probably die if we just pick him off," said Isidor. "She's of appropriate age. As for how to take her away... I can think of a way. Although I don't know if the witch will accept it, it seems that this is the only way." Esina thought for a moment, then spoke. "Could it be that Fidena..." Isidor guessed. Aisina nodded, then looked up and shouted, "Fidena! Come down and help!" "Okay, boss!" Fidna agreed straightforwardly. Without the help of ropes, she jumped directly from above. As a result, she stepped on the slippery water plants and fell flat on her face. "There is a rope, who told you to jump down?" Aisina couldn't help but complain. "You won't die from the fall anyway - why do you want me to do anything?" Fidna patted her butt and asked. "This guy has already rotted on the ship. If we forcefully separate him, he will probably die. You can turn him into a vampire, so at least we can take him back with us," said Esna. "Hey, is this really okay? If the witch sees her grandson being turned into a vampire, she might blame us instead!" Isidor said worriedly. "If we don't do this, we can only bring back a corpse. Since the witch is willing to support the teleportation magic for her grandson for two whole years, it should not be difficult to give him some blood to drink." Esna judged. "What are you arguing about? Just listen to the boss." Fidna said, pushing the maid aside, cutting the boy's neck with her nails, and then cutting her own fingers, letting the blood drip into the boy's wound. The skeleton maid rushed forward desperately, trying to stop Fidena's behavior, but was grabbed by Isidor and handcuffed to the table with chains that were materialized from fantasy. "This is the first time I've transformed a human into a vampire. My mother strictly forbids me to do this, but I can't disobey the boss's orders - oh, what should I do? My mother will definitely be angry!" Fidna suddenly said in panic. "It's okay, just don't tell her," Aisina comforted. "That's true! I actually lied to mom. I'm so evil!" Fidna said excitedly. At this time, the wound on the boy's neck has begun to heal, and his teeth and nails have become sharper. Although the fused limbs cannot regenerate, He opened his eyes and looked around in confusion. "Can you speak?" Esna asked. "Okay, who are you?" The young man raised his head and asked blankly. "We were hired by a witch to come here to find her lost grandson - are you the grandson?" asked Esna. "You are the grandson!" the boy said and gave Esna a blank look. "It seems he is not. Let's go." Aisina said regretfully. "Wait! I'm the grandson! I'm the grandson! My grandmother is the chosen witch Oliver, please take me home!" the boy said quickly. "Fidna, take him with you and let's go." Aisina said with a smile. "Take my sister with you. She also wants to go home with me. Wait, what did you do to my sister? Let her go!" The boy's eyes suddenly caught a glimpse of the skeleton maid chained to the table, and he immediately screamed with his eyes as if they were on fire. "What a noisy little devil." Fidena said, covering her ears.
"Could it be that I've been caught in an illusion cast by this skeleton? No, this skeleton is just an undead spirit driven by black energy. It shouldn't have the ability to cast illusions..." said Esina. "Please! You must take my sister back with you. She has been taking care of me here, so I didn't die like the others. If you don't want to take my sister away, then just leave me here. It doesn't matter if I stay here as long as I can be with my sister!" The young man struggled for a few times and found that his body was still embedded in the deck and he couldn't move, so he had to beg. "It's really troublesome, Isidor, please take Miss Skeleton with you." Esina said helplessly. Isidor nodded and untied the chains of the skeleton maid. The latter seemed to know that Isidor was going to take her up, so she stopped struggling and let Isidor tie her up with chains and carry her on his back. "Okay, let's set off now!" said Esina happily. "Wait a minute, boss, I think I smell something terrible!" Fidna's face suddenly changed, and she kept sniffing, and finally locked onto the hole in the deck. Chapter 90: The Vampire's Holy Sword "What's down there? If it's not something important, we'd better not waste time." said Esna. "You can go up first. I feel there is something down there that makes my blood boil." Fidna said, staring at the bottom of the hole. "By the way, I once saw a strange-looking sword down there," said Isidor. "A strange-looking sword? Could it be..." Fidna was startled and quickly jumped out of the hole. After a while, she jumped back with the sword in her hand. "Oh my God! Am I seeing things? This is the holy sword passed down from the ancient Vampire Empire! I didn't expect that my mother didn't lie to me, the other three holy swords do exist!" Fidna said excitedly while holding the sword. "The holy sword of the vampire? Aren't vampires creatures similar to demons? How can they have a holy sword?" Isidor asked curiously. "I don't know, but it's mine if I pick it up. Mom told me the story of the four holy swords. The four swords are called 'Kindness, Forgiveness, Contempt, and Blasphemy' respectively. Judging from the appearance, this one should be 'Forgiveness'. It is said that the four holy swords were the swords of the vampire emperor in ancient times. After the emperor's death, the empire was divided into four parts, and the holy swords were scattered everywhere. There has been a saying among vampires: the emperor is not actually dead, but his soul is divided into four parts and placed on the holy swords. As long as the four holy swords are gathered again, the vampire emperor will return like lightning and make the empire great again." Fidna talked incessantly. "Come on, it's your responsibility to restore the glory of vampires." Isidor said with a smile. "Alright, alright, these are just rumors, don't take them too seriously. Anyway, if you like, take him away." Esna said, and used her sword to cut off the boy and the surrounding planks, and gave them to Fidna to carry on her back. The three of them climbed up along the rope with the skeleton maid and the boy. "Isidor, are you still feeling uncomfortable?" Esna asked. "Yes, it is true. Whenever I lose my focus, it seems like endless illusions flood into my mind." Isidor closed his eyes for a moment and then answered. "It seems that the real culprit still hasn't shown up. How strange. Anyway, let's seal this place off first to prevent future troubles!" Esina said, using her telekinesis to blow up the protruding stone pillar, causing it to shatter and bury the entire pool of water. "The boss is so scary..." Fidna whispered aside. Esna turned around and handed Isidoro half a leaf: "Did you lose the fennel leaf? Hold this in your mouth." Isidor took it and subconsciously put it in his mouth. Suddenly, he felt something was wrong, so he asked, "Don't you have any extra leaves? Where did this come from? Isn't it second-hand?" "Fidna, you have to hold this boy tightly. He doesn't have fennel leaves in his mouth, so he might be trapped in an illusion." Esna ignored Isidor and turned to speak to Fidna. "Don't worry, I'll use the holy light and they'll all be destroyed." Fidna said confidently. "No, this grandson is already a vampire. Once you turn on the holy light, you will purify him first." Esina reminded quickly. "Oh, that's true. This is the first of my kind I created. It would be a shame to let it die like this." Fidna realized. "Okay, now the mission is finally completed, let's go back now." said Esina. Just as everyone was preparing to return, the entire dome suddenly made a rumbling sound, the sun, moon, and stars above moved again, the passages around were blocked by huge rocks, and the entire dome slowly pressed down.
"I was wondering why the enemy wasn't in a hurry to attack. It turns out there is such a mechanism... Fidna, hold on for a while. I'm going to use my silver eyes." As Esina said this, she closed her eyes and stood still. "Ah? Me? Even though I'm tall, there's no way I can hold up the entire ceiling? Oh my god, I'm going to be crushed to death!" Seeing that the dome was about to fall down, Fidena was as panicked as an ant on a hot pan. "Damn it, let's fight it, it's just a rock! Watch me chop it open!" Fidna couldn't think of any other solution, so she drew her sword and chopped at the falling dome. The broken rocks fell like rain, but they couldn't stop the dome from falling. Seeing that the situation was not going well, Isidor used fantasy materialization to create dozens of hollow steel columns to support the ground and the dome. Although the downward momentum was temporarily stopped, the steel column creaked and it was obvious that it could not hold out for long.