The light of dawn shattered the dark night.
The first day had ended, and the second day of the Holy Grail War had begun.
The huge depression at the gate of the Willow Cave Temple symbolized the arrival of the three people, but the monks in the temple were unaware of it because of magic.
The red door of the hall was pushed open by a pair of delicate hands. The fresh air that rushed in diluted the thick smell of blood in the dark hall.
As the magic circle in the hall gradually dimmed, the specks of light brought by the magic power slowly dissipated.
Tosaka slowly straightened his body while leaning against the pillar. He smiled as he felt the power contained in his body and the magic power surging like a river.
After a night, the transformation of the Death Apostle was complete. Everything was perfect. The new body contained a new power that could break through walls with a single blow. Tokugawa believed that if he was matched with the Magic Rites that were used to improve his physical fitness, he would be able to compete with the Heroic Spirit with E Strength.
However, this was not worth mentioning compared to the other benefits he had obtained. After a night of infusion of magic power, both the toughness and capacity of his magic circuit had been greatly improved.
It had probably increased from two Kenseths to three Kenseths.
Although it was not too high, it had taken him more than ten years to reach his current level. Now, one night was equivalent to five to six years of bitter cultivation. The large-scale increase in magic power made him mistakenly believe that he could easily raze this temple to the ground with magic power.
Perhaps he really could, but the extremely self-disciplined him still slowly suppressed the arrogance brought about by the increase in his strength.
In other words, if in the past, he could cast magic without relying on chanting incantations, he could now cast magic with two projects. According to the game, his Supreme Magic Skill, Magic Instant Cast, had been greatly improved.
What was even more terrifying was that he had only dared to read the seventh or even eighth grade magic spells. Ritual magic could be released using his current tough body. Although it might take hours to prepare, the power was enough to raze a city to the ground.
Now, this terrifying power was stored in his body.
Sensing that the sunlight had no effect on his body, Yoshiaki heaved a sigh of relief. It seemed that he had really transformed into a high-level Death Apostle and not a low-level ghoul.
However, his magic power was slightly overused.
Osamu frowned as he felt that the magic power in his body was on the verge of exhaustion after a night of consumption.
He no longer wanted to use the magic array to extract the magic power from the earth vein.
There was a better choice, wasn't there?
"Tamamo Mae."
Tokasaka Yuki called out softly, and Tamamo Mo-Mae, who was looking at them worriedly, ran over.
"Master, what orders do you have?"
She looked at her master eagerly, hoping to atone for his sins. Although the contract never blamed her, she still felt a little guilty.
"Show me your neck."
Osamu ordered softly, his voice unquestionable.
"Eh? Yes!"
Tamamo Mae had wanted to ask why, but hearing the unquestionable tone of Tokugawa, she could not help but do as she was told.
Looking at Tamamo Mae's jade-like neck, Tozaka Yuki couldn't help but gulp.
This was the first time he had drunk blood. He wondered how it tasted.
If it didn't taste good, he would never drink it again.
Osamu Tosaka kept thinking about the words that would make the vampires cry as he leaned his head over.
"Then it's time to begin."
"Please, please!"
Although Tamamo Mae was trembling a little, she still agreed to Tozaka Yuki's request.
Perhaps she was also looking forward to something.
The sharp teeth pierced through Tamamo Mae's neck.
A bloody smell came from his mouth. Before he could spit out the blood in his mouth, he felt a different smell.
It was the fragrance of a young girl. A breath full of vitality spread through his mouth, like aged red wine, sticky and pure.
The blood of the heroic spirit was filled with a huge amount of magic power, and this magic power filled up the empty magic circuit of the Tokugawa Shrine along with the flow of blood.
Sensing a different flavor, Osamu nodded in his heart.
The taste was not bad. It was not as rusty as he had imagined. Instead, it was filled with sweetness and fragrance. It had to be said that it was a different experience.
Then, as if by instinct, he injected his magic power into the wound.
It was magic that had a paralyzing effect, and it was also the Death Apostle's instinct.
"Oh…"
Following Tamamo Mo-Mae's sorrowful cry, the girl's face turned even redder.
If it was in an anime, he would probably become a mosquito coil eye.
After finishing his meal, Tosaka slowly released Tamamo Mae.
He had absorbed enough, and the magic power converted from the blood filled his magic circuit again.
A huge amount of magic power flowed under his will, like soldiers who were ready to sacrifice their lives for him at any time.
Even though the heroic spirit would not suffer from anemias, his safety still required Tamamo's protection.
He didn't want to let his strongest force be unable to fight for a long time because of his momentary pleasure.
However, looking at Tamamo Mae who was lying on the ground, she would probably lose her ability to fight for a period of time.
Seeing Tamamo Mae like this, Tozaka Yuki could not help but shake his head. He helped her to the side and let her rest there.
After all, she probably wouldn't need to fight today.
"Qing Ji, how was your mission?”
" What's going on?" Osamu asked Seiji, who was leaning against the door frame.
"It's done. Are you okay? After all, you lost so much blood!”
Seeing the reply from the Yuanban Contract, Qing Ji couldn't help but say in surprise.
She was extremely worried about the terrible state of the contract yesterday.
"Miss Sula has been brought here, but do you want to rest for a while?”
He felt his body was filled with vitality.
Osamu shook his head slightly and looked at the rising sun. With eyes full of malice
Chief Ken, I hope you won't be too sad later.
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