Maxwell was experiencing humongous emotional waves with the appearance of the ancient scroll.
As long as he was able to unlock the secret of the ancient scroll, he would be able to uncover the veil and see its first layer of information.
If he could really obtain it, then...
Then it would really be a blessing! Maxwell was extrely excited. He had arrived in this world for several months already, but neither in books nor from powerhouses has he heard of magic being ntioned. And this was even ancient magic we’re talking about!
Maxwell was completely clueless about the runes on the scroll.
It was fine if he didn’t understand it, but he was almost losing his mind in the process.
Fortunately, Dracula appeared!
When Maxwell heard Dracula say it had a solution, his heart felt like flowers were blooming. He then quickly said, "What are we waiting for? Hurry up and crack this already."
"Cough!"
"Hey brat, this morning we just had a huge battle and my energy is almost used up."
"Do you even know how powerful this is? Based on the usual grading level, this array is most likely at the Type 9 or higher. The person who inscribed this array is extrely amazing since they were able to put this powerful array onto a small piece of sheepskin. Even I can’t help but admire this person."
"Looks like the person who inscribed this array is so sort of godly expert in ancient tis." Dracula’s voice seed to be softer at this ti.
Those words made Maxwell surprised.
What type of existence was Dracula and his blade?
He was the world’s greatest domineering blade, yet he actually admired a person?
A person he admired most certainly would be an aweso existence. If this scroll was really left behind by so ancient godly expert, then whatever was hidden in the scroll would definitely be a treasure that shook the heavens.
The excitent inside Maxwell was increasing as he asked, "Then how long do we have to wait before we can unlock it?"
Dracula replied: "It’s impossible to unlock the Cosmic Array just relying on alone. You need to first find beast cores with gold, wood, water, fire, and earth elents. With those five elents and my Grim Reaper God Technique, only then can we hack the array apart."
"Beast cores of the five elents?"
"Those are all considered elental beast cores!" Maxwell’s mind couldn’t help but feel pressure as those beast cores can be chanced upon and not deliberately sought out. A majority of the beast cores found were normal ones without attributes, so wanting to find ones with elental properties was extrely difficult.
Dracula then said, "That’s your business then, since it’s out of my control. If you can find them, then I can crack the Cosmic Array on the scroll so that you can gain the secrets within it. If you cannot find them, then there’s nothing else I can do."
Dracula seed to be putting on an expression that it had nothing to do with him.
Maxwell then said unhappily: "You don’t have any damn ways to deal with this? I can still be considered a host for your existence, so if I have bad encounters in my travels, you will also lose right?"
Dracula replied: "What the hell do your bad encounters have to do with ? If it weren’t for you agreeing to enter my path of slaughter, I would’ve taken over your physical body already by now."
Maxwell started yelling: "You damn old undying fool, co at if you have the guts! You think I’m afraid of you!"
After absorbing the killing intent of the beast core, Maxwell was no longer afraid of Dracula in his world of slaughter. He could easily clear his mind now, so it’s pretty much impossible for Dracula to take over the host.
But it appears that Dracula was suppressed by so kind of force. Otherwise, Maxwell’s words and his bad temper would have certainly made his flas of rage burst out already.
"You are driving mad."
"You damn brat... Pissing off!" Dracula was coughing while sounding like a breathless old man about to die.
Maxwell felt his tone was a bit too thorny, so he said, "Fine, my words were a bit too harsh, so don’t take it to heart. I will gather the best cores of the five elents. I’m sure you’re curious about what’s hidden inside the ancient scroll, too, right?"
Dracula didn’t respond.
Maxwell continued saying: "Damn, don’t be like this. I was only joking with you."
Still no response.
Maxwell then said cheekily, "Dracula, Lord Dracula, it’s my fault, okay? I shouldn’t have lost my temper at you; it’s my bad."
No response.
This made Maxwell ill-fated, so he angrily said, "Dracula, you’re not listening? I lowered my voice in apology already, so you should at least make a squeak or sothing, right?"
Before Maxwell had finished his words, a sound ca from inside him. The sound was precise: Squeak.
"Huh? I asked you for a squeak, and you actually made a single squeak noise?" Maxwell was speechless right now.
Suddenly, Dracula violently shouted: "You damn brat, did the heavens send you here to kill ? Every single sentence I say will consu energy. If I keep talking, I’ll basically lose my life! Do you think I’m using my life to talk to you right now? Do not even say a word to unless you have managed to gather all five elental beast cores!"
Maxwell’s eyes showed surprise after surprise. He waited until Dracula was finished before he softly said, "You’ve wasted 5 points of energy."
Dracula had the urge to kill Maxwell right now.
Maxwell grinned before laughing: "It’s good that you’re not angry at . Seeing how bad your temper is, I’m sure you must have vigorous life energy. Don’t worry; I won’t bother you until you have recovered."
Afterwards, Maxwell couldn’t feel Dracula’s aura in his body.
Most likely, it had withdrawn to its world of slaughter in order to recover faster.
A while later, Maxwell determined Dracula wasn’t around anymore before saying with disdain: "Shit, man, and you claim to be the world’s greatest domineering blade? You couldn’t even handle your shit after killing Charlie? What a disappointnt, how can you follow in my travels in the future?"
Maxwell despised Dracula and was happy at the sa ti.
Dracula’s personality was very similar to his.
The sa overbearing manner, the sa craziness, and the sa hot-blooded nature.
It was also this reason that Dracula had settled with Maxwell.
And Maxwell had given up the idea of subduing Dracula.
The two of them could be described as birds of a feather, flock together.
Maxwell looked up at the sky and noticed it was dusk already. It would only be another hour before the sky darkened and his heart started becoming itchy.
Mysterious reward?
Can I only receive it at night? Is Gwendolyn sending so type of signal?
Maxwell started laughing evilly.
Thinking of her beautiful face and curvaceous figure, Maxwell couldn’t help having an evil fla start burning in his heart.
He would soon be engaging in an aweso relationship with her, and he would soon be able to say goodbye to his virginity.
Maxwell was getting extrely excited.
There was a trace of hesitation in his excitent that made him overwheld, and his mood could not be described with words.
He took several deep breaths before saying to himself, "Maxwell, you are completely useless. Isn’t it just so ti? Do you really need to be that excited?"
Soon after, Maxwell got on the ground and did over a hundred push-ups in a single breath. His mind would think of a different position in bed with each push-up he did. His little brother in his pants gradually rose and beca erect. Add that he was in an X shape doing push-ups on the ground; his actions looked just like he was practising his wretched thoughts.
Seconds and minutes slowly went by.
Maxwell felt like he was sitting on pins and needles as he counted the passing ti.
He was having trouble holding in the excitent in his heart.
He was looking forward to nightti arriving so he could do so adult business...
After a long ti, this was the longest waiting period Maxwell had ever felt in his entire life.
The sky finally darkened.
Maxwell suppressed the excitent in his heart and lightly grinned. "Oh well!"
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