Chapter 30: Weeping Blood Rebirth

　　 Every fallen wizard has experienced desperate struggles.
　　Nikita vaguely remembered the first time he tore the wizard's throat.
　　 At that time, she was wandering at the end of the Nile River, the hot sun was scorching the ground, and the sand under her feet was like a swamp, sucking her into the darkness.
　　 A young wizard, who has been behind her for more than a month. Hunters always have endless patience with their prey, and he watched her staggering and staggering in the desert from a distance.
　　 She hasn’t eaten for a week.
　　 Demon Blood has completely transformed her from physical to psychological. Wizards, or human food, will be vomited out in a more violent manner after being eaten into the mouth. Only blood food can be accepted by the body of the demon.
　　 Of course, the flesh and blood of animals can barely eat, but the more you eat, the more intense the hunger. Every creature that walks upright is like a moving candy, exuding an alluring sweetness.
　　 She resisted this desire.
　　 So she fled into the depths of the desert.
　　 Apart from the ugly insects, there is no human figure here.
　　 Except for the wizard who is far behind her.
　　 collapsed on his back in the hot sand, Nikita looked at the endless blue sky without focusing. Insects in the desert are extremely powerful, and their tough carapace is covered with body fluids like sulfuric acid. The fluid burned her tender lips and irritated her tongue. But it was the young wizard who cursed loudly that really made her feel exhausted.
　　 She knew that it was the usual method used by hunters. Wizards who are eroded by demons will become very fragile in spirit, and will easily go crazy under stimulation and make irrational actions. She was one of the best when she was studying at the first university.
　　 The young wizard is not far away.
　　Nikita turned his head and looked at him with slightly red eyes.
　　 is such a beautiful young man. There was a trance in her heart. If they were still in the academy, such young people would have received such attention from themselves, they would have blushed and felt helpless. But now, this young man would only look at himself warily, open his book, ready to throw the thunder curse on him at any time.
　　 I can't go back anymore.
　　 She looked to the sky again and closed her eyes.
　　 There was a short scream from the young man in his ears, and the heavy crash of his body falling to the ground.
　　Nikita struggled to sit up.
　　 By the sand dune, an old man in a large black robe was looking at her with scarlet eyes.
　　 "Dead." The old man's voice was dry and hoarse, as if the cold wind was blowing through the dry woods. He raised the long slender cane under his robe and pointed to the body that was crawling on the ground in front of him.
　　Nikita hesitated for a moment, then rolled to the side of the young wizard and touched his neck.
　　 The pulse has indeed disappeared.
　　 The old man touched her head lovingly, like a puppy. He raised the iron-like crutch in his hand and pierced the neck of the dead wizard.
　　 Blood, flowing out softly from the black hole, exuding a seductive fragrance.
　　 is like the black bread that I took from the old magician when I was young.
　　Nikita lowered his head and sucked.
　　 Then, she whimpered, tore open his throat, and drank heavily.
　　 Since then, she has a new teacher. He was an assistant to the Lich King, and the old man asked her to call herself Sir Ulich.
Sir 　　 took her out of the Sahara and returned to the territory of the Lich King.
　　 As the days passed, Nikita seemed to be familiar with the life of the lich. But in the eyes of other monsters, she became a disgrace to Teacher Ulrich.
　　 Because she only eats the corpses of wizards.
　　 "Come slowly, don't worry, everyone is like this at first." The old Sir always comforted her.
　　 Until Zhou Zhou came to the territory of the Lich King. Faced with the evil companion of the demon, Nikita found that she still could not face the death of the wizard.
　　 So she took the little witch and escaped again.
　　 Now, on the Mist, there is finally nowhere to escape, and Nikita suddenly feels relaxed.
　　 Maybe this is what Ulrich said.
　　 The demon who has fallen into the darkness can only survive if he sinks deeper.
　　 The memory is only a short moment.
　　 is as unforgettable as eternity.
　　 Nikita crawled under the captain's feet, expressionless, his red eyes appeared crystal clear in the darkness.
　　 "Please let me stay on the boat."
The captain of the 　　Mist sat silently behind the table, in front of which were the wooden plates that had previously contained ‘Memory’. On the plate is the little witch's brain, like a bright and dripping peach, with pink juice smeared on the white flesh.
　　 The black thorns in the captain's hands quickly stirred the folds in his brain, and strands of blue mist penetrated into his nose like a snake.
for a long time.
　　 This bright peach gradually loses its luster, revealing its blue-gray essence.
　　 "Although I have offered sacrifices and boarded my ship, it does not mean that you can stay on board." The captain's gentle voice sounded slowly: "So you need to give me a good reason."
　　Nikita was silent for a few seconds.
　　 "I want to live well!" she gritted her teeth.
　　 "Huh!" The captain raised his mouth, and looked at the witch in front of him with interest. There was an inexplicable luster in his dark red eyes: "This is a good reason, but it's not enough."
　　 "I can get into the flight of the first university." Nikita said these words very calmly. UU reading www. uukahnshu.com
　　 This is the secret between the boy with emerald green eyes and her. When she revealed this secret, she was no longer involved in her past self.
　　 is indeed not involved.
　　 The past Nikita has just died, and now standing here is Nikita Zhou.
　　 The captain played with the black thorn in his hand and looked out the window in a daze.
　　 The afterglow of the setting sun spreads a layer of tempting jam on the sea, and the dark blue sky is like a huge tablecloth covering this huge cake.
　　 There are many interesting details in the memory of the little witch just now.
　　 Deep in the distant silent forest, in that black hole-like prison, an old tree has taken out a new shoot. This is a very important matter. But the first university only added a dean to enter the black prison on duty.
　　In the captain’s impression, when the old tree blossomed, the First University would at least arrange for a wizard at the vice-principal level to look after it.
　　 This means that the first university has some changes that interest him.
　　 The captain raised his head, looked at Nikita gently, and said, "Since you can get on that flight, go in."
　　Nikita nodded slowly.
　　 "Nothing else, just go up and help. Tell them we are going to the north."
　　Nikita did not leave immediately.
　　 The captain looked at her quietly.
　　 "I want her." Nikita stared at the withered peach in the wooden plate on the table.
　　 This is the last relic of the little witch Zhou Zhou in the world.
　　 "What a strange request." The captain shook his head and agreed.
　　Nikita held the withered brain, lowered her head tenderly, and quickly left this dark world.