Monster Lord: The Goblin Offers the Saintess to Me at the Start

"Sivis!!!"

In an instant, an extremely sharp and agonized scream pierced the air.

The Blood Clan member was taken aback. He noticed that the female knight Vikalina was screaming in pain, despite being entangled by several Blood Servants, with one of them already opening its blood-red maw to bite at her vital points.

Yet, Vikalina's eyes remained fixed on Sivis.

"Good, cry, scream, shout," the Blood Clan member said with a twisted sense of satisfaction.

He detested Sivis, and he also despised this mysterious female knight who had come to aid him. If not for her, there wouldn't have been so many complications, and he would have already killed the young noble.

However, the Blood Clan member suddenly noticed a change in Vikalina's eyes. The despair that had once filled them was now replaced with a glimmer of life.

What was going on? What had she seen?

The Blood Clan member's expression changed as he realized that, in his perception, the "blood piercing" technique had suddenly turned into a mere bubble, dissipating like water absorbed into a sponge. The energy of the technique seemed to have been completely absorbed, vanishing without a trace!

Sivis remained unharmed, but his face was a mix of grotesque and pain.

How was this possible?

The Blood Clan member was stunned. He had expected Sivis to have some form of protection, or that Vikalina might somehow break free from the Blood Servants and come to his aid.

But he never imagined...

That Sivis could be immune to his life-draining ultimate attack!

What gave him that power?

Even a peer among the Silver Rank would either flee in disgrace or suffer severe injuries when faced with such a burst of power.

Moreover, the Blood Clan member was still baffled by what had just transpired. How did Sivis manage to neutralize his technique?

His eyes locked onto Sivis with a newfound intensity.

There was no time for further thought.

Fortunately for the Blood Clan member, he hadn't let his guard down after the apparent success of "blood piercing." He immediately activated his teleportation ability!

He had intended to teleport Sivis's corpse and the Blood Shackles hidden on his body to the sewers, where he could take his time to search for the treasure. Even if Sivis hadn't been killed instantly, the teleportation ability would have dragged him away.

In the complex and labyrinthine sewers, even if Vikalina, a fellow Silver Rank, tried to follow, she would have no chance of tracking him, a Blood Clan member with exceptional hiding skills.

"After absorbing my technique, the young noble hasn't made any further moves. He must have paid a considerable price for it."

"Thank goodness! The holy relic of our clan can still be retrieved!"

The Blood Clan member's expression eased slightly.

Sivis's face turned pale. In that split second, all he could think of was cursing: What a rip-off!

The Blood Clan member's observations were spot on. Sivis was indeed in a state of paralysis.

The Evil God's divine power within Sivis had indeed successfully devoured the entire "blood piercing" technique.

The divine power then entered a feigning-death mode, rapidly analyzing and refining the energy from "blood piercing."

Sivis's physical body had become the battleground between his divine power and the divine power of the "God of Blood Sea." He felt as if he were a furnace, his entire body enduring a tearing agony. Cold sweat poured from his forehead, and he was in excruciating discomfort.

Due to the violent surge of energy, he had almost lost all ability to move, lying there like a corpse—appearing unharmed, but with a Silver-Rank Blood Clan member right beside him, Sivis couldn't move a muscle. Wasn't this equivalent to waiting for death?

As an Evil God, Sivis was not incapable of mobilizing his divine power. However, the energy within him was already at its limit, just enough to refine "blood piercing." If Sivis wanted to move, he would have to abandon this opportunity to absorb the Blood Clan's power.

The absurd part was that even abandoning the absorption process required time!

Feeling himself gradually being pulled into the teleportation, Sivis was in a state of numbness. The spatial turbulence during teleportation prevented him from interrupting the refinement process. If he did, the surging energy in the turbulence would instantly consume him. Once the teleportation ended, he would be in the territory of this Silver-Rank Blood Clan, where the enemy likely had many subordinates lying in wait.

If Sivis spent a short moment to stop the absorption, he would be instantly killed. But if he didn't, death was certain…

He never imagined that his greed for this one moment would lead to such a severe "crash."

Sivis knew that his gamble just now was unnecessary. Beyond the Silver Rank, future breakthroughs to Gold, Platinum, and Diamond levels would all involve absorbing the powers of the next rank, providing ample opportunities to absorb the divine power of other Evil Gods. There was no need to risk his life now.

Yet, a thought uncontrollably surfaced in his mind—

It would be so much better if his loyal residents could survive.

He had boasted so much to Vikalina; breaking his word would be incredibly awkward…

"Haha…"

"Indeed, I was the fool."

Sivis found himself strangely calm. He knew that this time, he couldn't blame anyone else; he had put himself in a situation where death was inevitable.

Unlike the protagonists in various novels who would proclaim, "I have no regrets, and I would make the same choice again," Sivis earnestly reflected on his actions.

"Reality is not a game; one cannot afford to make risky moves based on fleeting thoughts."

"Only by pushing every opportunity to its absolute limit can I, this universally despised Evil God, hope to survive."

"Sympathy and soft-heartedness are, in fact, nothing but cruelty to oneself."

With this realization, Sivis faced his dire situation with a clear mind, ready to make the best of whatever came next.

"No matter what I want to do, I must first ensure my survival." Sivis was not complaining; he was calmly analyzing the situation.

"Sorry, Reina." The image of the young maid flashed through his mind, and his heart clenched with pain. He knew that his death would also mean the loss of Reina's life—she would silently transform into a Blood Servant within the Dees family.

As Sivis was about to be teleported and dissipated into the air—

"Stop!"

A fierce battle cry suddenly rang out.

Vikalina charged forward with incredible speed!

Theoretically, this was impossible—numerous Bronze Rank, specially bred Blood Servants were surrounding and intercepting her, yet she managed to break through! Her body was enveloped in a fierce, holy light, clearly indicating that she had ignited her own life force.

Vikalina made an extremely radical move, completely ignoring all the attacks from the Blood Servants. She did not defend herself against the bites on her neck, arms, legs, or thighs. Her armor, which could have been infused with energy to enhance protection, was instead used to maximize her speed and impact.

She sacrificed her own safety!

In an instant, Vikalina charged straight to Sivis and the Blood Clan member. The cost was severe—she had at least six wounds from the bites. Her body was covered in blood, making her look both terrifying and fierce. One unfortunate Blood Servant was even crushed into a bloody pulp by the force of her impact.

Energy fluctuations surged wildly around Vikalina. At the same time, driven by such violent power, the young knight's face took on an unhealthy, eerie red hue.

"How is this possible?"

"She's gone mad!!"

"She's not even thinking of her own life!"

The Blood Clan member was once again stunned. The last thing he saw was Vikalina forcefully crashing into his teleportation vortex.

Sivis was also taken aback. In his state of complete paralysis, facing certain death, the knight who had pledged her loyalty to him had risked her life to charge in!

He saw the Blood Clan member's menacing face blocked by Vikalina. He saw the young knight's not-so-broad shoulders shield him. Vikalina tightly embraced him, her armor already shattered from the Blood Servants' attacks. Because of this, Sivis could clearly feel the softness of her body, the resilient strength from her training, and the constant trembling from her injuries, which were causing her immense pain.

In that moment, Sivis felt a mix of gratitude and a renewed will to survive. Vikalina's selfless act had given him a second chance.

"What now?" Sivis thought, his mind racing as he tried to find a way out of this dire situation. But for now, he was grateful for the unexpected and courageous intervention of the young knight.

The shadow of death was dispelled, and Sivis found himself looking into an incredibly beautiful face—Vikalina's eyes were filled with deep regard for him, as if she had discovered a precious treasure.

The young knight smiled, and in the swirling vortex of the spatial teleportation, her voice was fragmented and barely audible. Sivis could only see her lips quivering slightly, as if she were expressing surprise and relief.

He also noticed that the young knight's body was covered with bite marks from the Blood Servants, and she was severely injured. These wounds were not only numerous but also deeply concerning for her.

Vikalina's power of holy light could resist the blood plague transmitted by the Blood Clan, preventing her from being converted. However, the problem was that she had been injured in too many places at once, and the concentration of the plague was extremely high. Even for a knight like Vikalina, this was a dire situation.

Sivis's mind raced with thoughts. At that moment, he was no longer focused on his own imminent death. Seeing Vikalina, who had risked her life to protect him, Sivis couldn't help but worry for her as well. The selfish goals he had just set for himself were temporarily forgotten.

The next second, the teleportation ability fully activated, and the two of them vanished from the spot.

...

Sivis felt a sudden darkness, and he found himself in a dimly lit area. The stench of decay filled his nostrils—indeed, they had been teleported to a sewer.

He knew that during the Battle of Exorcism, humanity had once united in a spirit of solidarity, reaching its most glorious and advanced era. At that time, cities like Minnet City were designed to accommodate millions of people, with highly complex and well-developed sewer systems. There were thousands of such cities across the continent.

However, this also provided the Blood Clan with a hiding place for Blood Servants, eventually leading to the blood catastrophe. A thousand years later, the nobility and the church had fallen into corruption and were powerless to maintain the sewer systems of these cities. Blood Servants could easily hide in the sewers, using the decaying smell to mask their own bloodstained aura.

Even the powerful church had lost its ability to detect and control these hidden Blood Servants.

Sivis realized that their current location was not only a refuge but also a potential trap. He needed to find a way to heal Vikalina and get them both to safety. The young knight's life was hanging by a thread, and he couldn't afford to waste any time.

"Vikalina, can you hear me?" Sivis asked, his voice filled with concern.

Vikalina's eyes met his, and she managed a weak nod. Her breath was shallow, and her body trembled from the pain and the effort of maintaining her holy light.

"Stay with me. I need to find a way to heal you," Sivis said, his resolve firm.

He began to search the dark, damp environment for any resources that might help them. The sewers were a dangerous place, but they were also their best chance for survival. Sivis knew that he had to act quickly and efficiently to ensure that both he and Vikalina made it out alive.