My Adventure Diary of Reincarnating as a Bad Woman

Noita clutched his chest and stared at the bat grimly: "Is this your attack? I'm afraid it can only poison a dog."

"I like your stubbornness. I hope you can still keep your composure when the poison is taking over your heart. Yes, it's that look that really makes me happy."

The bat flapped its wings and flew neither high nor low, just flying not far above Noita's head, teasing her anger. It seemed within reach, but in fact it was out of reach.

"Oh, by the way, I prepared some warm-up exercises for you. You can practice them."

As soon as she finished speaking, a group of thugs holding knives and sticks surrounded her from the front and back.

It's really just a warm-up exercise.

Not to mention that Noita was not actually affected by the poison, even if she was really poisoned, this group of people would not be her match.

After three punches and two kicks, wailing was heard everywhere, and all the thugs of unknown origin had their hands and feet broken and thrown to the ground.

She swung out the seized handleless dagger again, piercing the bat in the blink of an eye and tearing it into pieces.

Silencing the chattering Elderberry for the moment, Noita began to interrogate the gangsters, wanting to know their origins.

The thugs had been conquered by violence, and they answered every question. From their intermittent answers, Noita learned that they were members of a nearby gang, and someone paid them to teach Noita a lesson.

The employer paid not gold coins, but a bloodstone.

Noita searched the bloodstone from the leader's arms, held it in his hand, and frowned.

【Beauty Cream】

【Ordinary products, alchemy tools, cosmetics】

A small stone condenses the vitality of an entire person. Dissolving it in water and soaking in it can temporarily restore vitality to a weakened person. This item cannot prolong life or postpone death. Those with keen perception can hear the wailing within.

This is a youth potion that can only be obtained by melting an entire person. Although it cannot increase lifespan, it can maintain youthfulness and restore the vitality of a person to that of a young adult.

This is a product of the dead. Using it means the loss of a life and the abuse of the art of winter.

Noita was silent.

The Rejuvenating Cream reminded her of some forgotten things. In the history that she had experienced but had not yet happened to Gaia, the Rejuvenating Cream caused a cursed plague, and countless people died, and the dead could not rest in peace.

Now seeing it again, the sight of it brought back memories, and bits of sadness appeared in her eyes.

She could hear the wails of the dead souls within the anti-aging cream. This bloodstone, which contained all of a person's life force, trapped and dissolved the souls of the deceased, making it impossible for them to escape.

"You like it?"

Elderberry's disgusting voice appeared again. He saw Noita staring at the anti-aging cream and thought she was interested in it, so he said, "If you want, I can give you one as a souvenir. This one has been given to someone else, so it's not easy to give it to you."

Noita's tone was softer than ever before: "Do you have a lot of these things?"

Elderberry spoke eloquently: "Of course, you humans love this kind of thing the most. In order to cooperate better, of course we have to cater to their preferences. So, do you want it?"

It did not wait for the answer it wanted, because the wind gently cut it open, destroying it in an instant.

Soon after, another bat arrived: "What are you doing?"

The next moment, it was destroyed again.

Elderberry's clones appeared one after another and were destroyed one after another.

Although the bat clone is a toy that the elder tree can manipulate at any time, it still feels annoyed by being constantly destroyed.

So he activated a blood servant, took over its consciousness and came before Noita.

This body blocked Feng's attack. He was about to question Noita's intention of destroying the bat, but suddenly saw the sadness in Noita's eyes. In those heart-warming eyes, there was a chilling cold light that was so cold that it made people's hearts condense, and there was no more tender warmth.

In a moment, the elder tree understood the reason.

"You're angry." He laughed heartily. "Hahahaha, the poison and the attacks didn't make you angry, but the wailing of mortal souls did. How interesting! You actually care about the life and death of mortals. Do you want to kill me? What a coincidence, I want you dead too."

Noita's eyes said it all.

Elderberry smiled cruelly and said, "How about we play a game, divided by day and night? During the day, you will search for my traces; at night, my blood servants will search for the lucky ones to kill in the dark. As long as you don't find me, this will never stop. You don't need to worry about this game, but you must remember that they all died because of you."

Elderberry tried his best to stir up Noita's emotions, hoping to make Noita act impulsively.

A noble person.

He couldn't stand kind-hearted people, and even more so, he couldn't stand those who were less powerful than him but possessed nobility. Nobility requires strength to support it. Without sufficient strength, even the purest and most noble person would fall into the mud and lose his nobility.

And it is undoubtedly a pleasure to break down the psychological defenses of noble people.

Elder thought maliciously.

His blood servants would naturally look for food every night. Now, by slightly modifying the cause and effect, he made the people in front of him think that they died because of her, adding a sense of sublimity and pleasure to the blood servants' daily activities.

"Do not."

The cold tone interrupted Elderberry's thoughts.

Noita appeared before it in the blink of an eye and announced a fact: "You will not survive today."

Experience points began to burn rapidly.

Chapter 38 Bro thought he was a daywalker

12750 experience points were burned out, and the warrior level quickly climbed to level eight.

[Brave] [Armor Training] [Weapon Training] [Advanced Martial Training: Soul of Courage]

The four professional abilities are mastered by Noita as the level increases. In the warrior profession range from level 2 to level 10, one professional ability will be gained every time two levels are increased.

Heroism makes the warrior fearless and greatly increases resistance to fear effects.

Armor training allows warriors to gain greater mobility when wearing armor, giving them both defensive capabilities and agility.

Weapon training enables soldiers to know how to make a type of weapon more lethal and how to use the power of Tao to enhance the power of weapons.

Advanced weapon training allows warriors to acquire special weapon usage methods. The Soul of Courage is an advanced weapon training ability that unlocks the potential of weapons, allowing them to gain enchantment effects or simply enhance their lethality.

At this moment, Noita's strength increased dramatically! His actual combat power was 50% higher than before!

The remaining experience, 4750, is not enough to upgrade.

The upgrade increased Noita's power. Although her original power had reached a limit, the upgrade allowed her to push it further.

Noita quickly understood that the log upgrade was a bonus.

In just a moment, the handleless dagger pierced the blood servant's heart. Noita exerted force with his arms and threw him into the sky, where he happened to hang in a place where he could be exposed to the sunlight.

The sunlight was dazzling and brilliant, but vampires could not bear to see such a sight. Just looking directly at the sun made the vampires scream and wail uncontrollably. Amidst the painful wails, the blood servants burned to ashes and were completely scattered by the wind.

Bats flew out from all directions, staring at Noita maliciously: "You have made your choice. I hope you will not regret it. When the consequences are in front of you, I hope you can still be so strong."

The wind spoke for Noita, its tearing power sweeping away the chattering, and all around was quiet.

Later, the bats stopped appearing and the surveillance was still there.

Noita shook her head slightly, kicked off her shoes, and stepped barefoot on the ground.

Invisible waves explored underground along the soles of his feet. Through detection similar to radar, Noita clearly identified the underground structure within ten meters.

Beneath the shining surface lies Serkar's vascular maze - the sewers. These sewage tunnels are dark and cannot be penetrated by sunlight. They are perfect streets for self-exiles and dark creatures who cannot see the sun.

The blood servants who cannot see the sunlight walked here through the sewers.

Noita put her shoes back on, found the sewer entrance in the corner, and crawled in like a snake.

The bats and mice were disturbed and flew away in panic. In the disturbed polluted air, only the bats in clothes could be heard making disrespectful noises.

"You've caught up with me. But what will you do next? The corruption spores have taken root in your flesh and blood. It won't be long before you die."

The bat was beheaded, but it was specially treated so that even if its head fell to the ground, it would not affect its mocking of Noita and singing of a gloomy nursery rhyme.

"There was a god named Naido, with nine heads and a thousand eyes. He roamed the sky like a shadow. From the abyss, a blood plague arose. His tears shocked the heavens, and the mortal world was struck by the plague. Visitors asked why he was crying, and he replied that he had lost his heart. There was a vicious beast in the mortal world, born amid the blood plague. He had a thousand magical transformations and used clever words to deceive people. Naido was deceived by the beast and mistakenly offered his heart..."

Noita listened to the song without saying a word.

This ballad, circulated across the Plains of Leng, tells the story of the origin of vampires. Legend has it that there once existed a god named Neddo, nine heads and a thousand eyes, exceedingly evil. Its movement was like a shadow from the sky, obscuring the light; its stillness was as vast as the abyss. The blood that flowed from its body dyed the earth red, and from that blood spread an infinite plague. One day, Neddo suddenly burst into grief and wept, his cries shaking the heavens and causing a plague to spread across the world. When someone asked Neddo why he wept, he explained that he had lost his heart. Born from the blood plague, a vicious beast, ever-changing and possessing deceptive language, deceived Neddo and gave him his heart. The beast consumed the god's heart and was cursed, becoming the world's first vampire.

The origin of this ballad is recognized by the mainstream within the vampire community. They believe that they were born from divine blood and are a noble species that inherits divine blood.

After singing the nursery rhyme, the bat froze and died.

Noita swept its body into the stinking ditch.

Noita traced the blood servant's trail back to the drainage system.

The sewer maze was filled with subtle movements, the sounds of rodents and small mammals running and fighting, jumping into sewage, the buzzing of insects, and the flapping of cockroaches' wings almost never stopping. It was like entering the basement of a ten-year-old house, with nothing but dirt.

Noita walked in the darkness, her incitement spreading a mixture of demonic beast and vampire pheromones throughout every passage. The small creatures beneath the ground, sensing the pheromones, either fled or feigned death, a scene as grand as cockroaches moving house. Even the dangerous creatures hiding underground, upon smelling the pheromones, would not confront her head-on, but instead bluffed and threatened her to leave.

She was like the source of an earthquake, causing chaos and panic wherever she passed.

Most parts of the sewer are as dark as ink, and you can't see your hand in front of you, but there is still a faint light coming in from places like the drain outlet.

When Noita traced back to a manhole cover, he suddenly heard human movement, and it was below, not above.

She moved in the direction of the noise and saw a homeless man hiding in the dim light.

He was dressed in rags, skinny as a stick, with sunken eye sockets on his face like a valley in the flat ground, and a pair of sharp hollow fangs, looking both sad and ferocious.

The tramp was lying outside the sunlight. When he saw Noita, he kept backing away, with panic in his eyes, as if he had seen a man-eating monster.

A blood servant whose transformation has not been completed.

Not everyone dies after being sucked dry by a vampire. Some lucky ones, for various reasons, survive. However, some of these lucky ones are affected by vampire curses or toxins, their bodies corroded by the power of the dead, and they are passively transformed into a state that is neither vampire nor human.

Such people are called half-bloods.

Half-bloods instinctively fear sunlight. Even if normal sunlight cannot harm them, they still crave the flesh and blood of the living. This desire drives them to hunt the living like vampires.

Half-bloods can hardly live a normal life in society and can only flee to Leng Plain or hide in remote places.

In the society of the living, they are heretics who are ostracized and hunted down. In the society of vampires, they are also discriminated against.

Vampires and blood servants contemptuously call them "stinking blood descendants", which means untouchables in a certain bulk kingdom.

Noita blocked his escape route and forced him against the wall.

"Master, please spare my life."

Seeing that there was no way to retreat, he fell to his knees, called Noita his master, and begged for mercy humbly.

Noita tilted her head, looked at herself, and suddenly realized.

He thought she was a vampire.

In the dark, wearing clean clothes and emitting the scent of a vampire, people would really mistake you for a vampire.

Noita asked coldly, "How many vampires have passed by here recently?"

"Three or four, but none of them were so kind as you to condescend to speak to me."

The half-blood glanced at Noita boldly, then suddenly froze.

"Master, why are you standing in the sun?"

Chapter 39: Hey, I don’t accept the effects of prophecy

Of course it’s because I’m human.

Noita took another step into the sunlight without showing any discomfort.

The half-blood quickly identified Noita as a living person.

The bones and facial shapes of vampires are subtly different from those of humans. The facial bones of vampires are narrower and longer, and the bone structure of their mouths is more complex, giving them a sense of thinness.

The delicious scent of living people aroused the half-blood's desire, but the endless smell of the upper vampires made him dare not go a step further. In the strong sensory impact caused by the smell, the half-blood gave up weighing and thinking, and greedily bit towards Noita.

He was so hungry and longed for the sweetness of the living.

However, the enemy was not a lamb for mercy, but a Valkyrie who had descended to the earth. A tremendous force suddenly struck his head, causing him to pause in his forward lunge. He then fell backward at an even faster speed. Amid the creaking and buzzing sound of his skull, he felt pain all over his body and was pressed against the wall.

The Valkyrie walking in the light said nothing, only the strength of her hands gradually increased.

Even a half-blood would have no chance of survival with a shattered head. A sharp, piercing pain gripped the half-blood's heart, his will to live surging. He told Noita something he shouldn't have said: "Master, I was wrong. Master, do you want to know about the vampires I've been dealing with? I know their secrets. Let me go, let me go. I can bring you greater benefits."

The immense force exerted on the head was then relaxed, allowing the half-blood to catch his breath.

"Tell me, what's the secret?"

"I've heard from several vampires that they established a underground..."

The half-blood's eyes suddenly widened and he kept silent. He was trembling all over and sweat was pouring from his forehead.