[Netherwhisper · Black Nether Fruit] [After consumption: permanently reduces mental recovery speed and maximum capacity, inflicts the curse of Nether, lowers resistance when entering illusions, and reduces resistance to mental attacks.]
The black fruit gave off an enticing fragrance~
Just sitting there, it made people want to eat it.
It was poison.
A poison utterly terrifying to every being in the Wasteland.
Crush it, pour it in.
Ye Qiyan wore a ring on his right index finger.
It was the piece of equipment Monrojina had once found someone to craft for him.
[Mechanism Command]
He took metal and parts out of the Storage Unit, issued a command, and assembled them into an ugly juicing machine right there.
"Come to think of it, I didn't use Ascension on it before because its level was too high. But now..."
[Mechanism Command (Level 9)]
This item was powerful, without a doubt.
Scrapped machinery and shattered mechanisms could all be reassembled and restored for a time through it.
"I'll use Ascension on it when I get the chance."
One after another, he took all the Black Nether Fruits out of Eve's healing slot.
They were fed into the juicer, and the ink-black liquid flowed into the Altar Platform.
Through the sacrificial channel beneath it, the liquid entered that heart, little by little.
Who could the owner of this heart be?
Presumably, receiving so many extra [Offerings] all at once would make them very happy~
Outside Solo City.
Nothingness.
[Designation-A-11-Vampire]
The deity worshipped by the City of Eternal Night, a powerful being whose sequence had reached A-rank.
At this moment, he was aboard the train of the Vampire True Ancestor, Kastanien.
He sat in the second carriage, surrounded by prostrating Vampires, all of them top-tier powerhouses.