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Chapter 612 The Return of the Blood Race

The castle is located deep in the dense forest, standing out from the crowd and extremely incongruous. Under the reflection of the sun, the bat sculpture on the top of the castle shines with a striking blood-red color.

The continent of Western Europe is currently experiencing a severe cold compared to the season in the east, and the daylight hours are extremely short. However, after a few hours, the sun has already set on the hillside, and darkness is gradually approaching.

It was getting late, and the dense forest had lost its brilliance, but there was no light in the castle. It was like a dead house, completely silent. Occasionally, the hoarse cries of a few crows could be heard from the depths of the castle.

"Wow!"

Just when the darkness rewards you, a bolt of lightning suddenly cuts across the sky, illuminating half of the night sky. At this moment, a figure looms on the top of the castle.

He stepped on bricks and stood with his hands behind his back, his hands stretched out between his hands, and a pair of huge wings spread out behind his back, which were more than ten feet long.

This is a middle-aged man with a Western face. He is dressed in medieval aristocratic court clothes. His originally handsome face is a bit pale, and two sharp fangs stick out of his lips. He looks evil and mysterious.

He stood on the top of the castle, scanning the surroundings, like an emperor who ruled the world, scorning everything. At this moment, a flock of birds flew over the top of the castle. At this moment, he stretched out his palm and faced

Grab the top of your head from afar.

"Bang!"

More than a dozen muffled sounds spread, and the birds in the sky exploded into a ball of blood mist. Then each blood mist condensed and turned into thick blood, which gathered one after another.

His lips were slightly opened, and there seemed to be a strong suction force coming out of his mouth. The blood turned into blood lines, and all of it was sucked into his mouth.

As the blood entered his mouth, he looked satisfied, and the bloody light in his eyes became stronger and stronger.

"Human blood is still delicious!"

He licked his lips, then jumped forward, flying directly down the castle dozens of feet high, and arrived in front of the gate.

"Squeak!"

The door, which was hundreds of pounds heavy, was pushed open by him, and the castle was completely dark, with no light able to penetrate. He then flicked his finger, and a strong wind hit the side.

"Crack!"

A lamp lit up, followed by cool air, and then spread down. Dozens of lamps were lit one after another, revealing a brightly lit corridor that went straight to the depths of the castle.

He put his hands behind his hands and walked quickly in the direction where the lamp was lit. Finally, he stood in the banquet hall in the center of the castle.

The hall is empty, with only the decorations and hangings of Western European palaces quietly sitting there.

The middle-aged man's eyes were deep and his voice suddenly echoed.

"Everyone, you have been sleeping for so many years. Now the time has come. Do you still want to sleep?"

In the hall, he was the only voice that could be heard. He seemed to be talking to the air, and no one responded.

"snort!"

A sneer flashed between his eyebrows, and he continued: "I will only say it once. If you continue to remain silent, then I will turn around and leave immediately!"

"A week ago, the Arbitration Office announced that it had blatantly tore up the King's Convention!"

"Whether you continue to sleep or just return, it all depends on your thoughts!"

There was still silence in the hall, but at this moment, a stream of wind suddenly blew in from the window.

"Wow!"

The wind blew up the surrounding curtains, then twitched the tablecloth. The long table in the center of the hall also made a slight noise at this moment. Then the vibration became more intense, and the tableware on the table was shaken off the table one after another, making a crisp sound.

The middle-aged man stood with his hands behind his hands, and the corners of his mouth curved.

"Are you finally willing to show up?"

"boom!"

In the hall, there was a sudden loud noise, and the long table made of fine sandalwood was blown to pieces by some force from bottom to top.

The long table shattered, and a round hole appeared underneath. Inside the hole, thick blood surged, and bubbles kept popping up.

Then, the blood suddenly exploded into the sky and transformed into three figures of different shapes.

Three figures gradually became clearer. The one on the far left was a tall old man wearing a bloody robe, wearing an extremely retro unilateral glasses, wrapped with a long metal chain, reaching to the back of his head.

The person on the far right is wearing a Western European medieval aristocratic suit. He seems to be a hereditary descendant of some title. Although he looks no more than forty or fifty years old, his hair is already gray, and his eyes reveal the vicissitudes of time.

The one in the middle is the youngest, looking to be in his early thirties, with dazzling blond hair and a handsome face. He is a typical Western European handsome guy. He is full of extreme wisdom and composure, as if he has insight into everything in the world.

The three people appeared, and the middle-aged man standing in front of them knelt down on one knee without any hesitation.

"I've met three counts!"

What he said was the oldest title of title in the West, and his words were respectful.

Among the three people, the two on the left and right did not speak, and the handsome middle-aged man in the middle was vaguely the leader. He glanced at the kneeling middle-aged man and said indifferently: "Kate, what did you just say?

Repeat it again!"

"yes!"

Kate paused slightly and then said: "A week ago, the arbitration center made a big announcement underground in the Western world, openly tearing up the King's Convention!"

"Over in the east, the Martial Alliance has also reappeared in the world!"

When the three of them heard this, their eyes moved slightly and they looked at each other. After a while, the middle-aged man in the middle spoke.

"Kate, is everything you said true?"

Kate nodded heavily: "It's absolutely true. It's precisely because of the current situation that I'm here to ask you to come back!"

"The glory of the Ogli family and the prestige of the Western Vampires should be restored to the world!"

His eyes flashed with excitement. He had been waiting for this for nearly a hundred years.

"Two hundred years ago, because the Blood Ancestor was too high-profile in the Western world, the Western powers joined forces to surround him and suppress him in the Broken Land!"

"We Western vampires were rejected by humans because of this. The former humans joined forces to hunt us, and finally forced us to hide from the world!"

"Since I came of age, I have been able to hide in the human world, restrain my desires, and suppress my bloodthirsty nature. All this is to endure and wait for the opportunity to call you back!"

"Today, I finally waited!"

His eyes were filled with excitement. He had been waiting for this moment for more than a hundred years. Over the years, he had restrained himself, not daring to have thoughts about any human beings, for fear of being noticed by strong human beings, so he hid himself from the world as an ordinary businessman.

As a pure blood race, he has a bloodthirsty desire and can only replace it with the blood of animals. He dare not touch humans at all. But now, all these shackles and prisons are about to be gradually opened.

Once these beings who represent the strongest combat power of the Western Vampires decide to return, he will no longer have to be restrained and can unleash his true nature without restriction.

The three of them fell into silence and did not express their opinions immediately. After a moment, the handsome middle-aged man in the middle suddenly moved.

He raised his palm, and a bright red token flew out from his chest, with several ancient English characters on it, to the effect of - Ogli! He threw the token towards Kate, with a flash of bloodthirsty and tenacity in his eyes.

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"Kate, take the token and go contact the people from the other three major tribes!"

"Tell them that from today on, our Western vampires will return in full force and will surely regain our former glory and status!"


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