Count Dracula wears a half-body armor that looks a bit shabby, with a not-too-complicated coat of arms in the center of the armor.
European heraldry is extremely complex. Even scholars who specialize in heraldry sometimes need to go back and read a book when they see a new heraldry before they can tell the specific meaning of each part.
The consequence of the European aristocrats being poor and particular is that it makes it extremely difficult for future generations to identify them.
For example, there is a lion's head on the left side of the coat of arms, which means that the family is distantly related to a certain grand duke. There is an ear of wheat in the middle, which means that the family participated in some battle during the autumn harvest in a certain month of a certain year. It is possible that
It was a battle that went down in history, or it could have been a village-level battle involving twenty or thirty people each...
What does the crown represent, what does the cloak represent, what does the inscription represent, it’s all a mess.
The tradition of Europeans always praising Greece is actually a sign of guilty conscience. They really did not make any great achievements in the Middle Ages that can be praised by future generations, and all they left behind were jokes.
There are lords everywhere who cannot read a single word. They themselves have not figured out the specific meaning of their family coat of arms. How about letting scholars interpret it after a thousand years? There is too much key knowledge missing. These scholars do not have time gems, so many times they can only
Just guess!
Count Dracula's coat of arms is very simple, with two swords and a harp sandwiched between them. There is no crown, no ears of wheat, and no signs such as scepters.
Ordinary, seemingly inconspicuous, but actually it was his glory when he was a knight. Even after so many years, he still maintains his old living habits.
He walked into the vestibule with steady steps, his white hair hanging on his shoulders, and a blood-red sword hanging on his belt.
Count Dracula did not enter the venue alone, he was accompanied by a young man.
With black hair, black eyes, and gorgeous clothes, his aura is inferior to that of Count Dracula.
The young man's eyes were arrogant, and he glanced at all the guests in the castle, with an inexplicable evil and ridicule on his lips.
All the demon lords were stunned. They couldn't help their curiosity and started talking in low voices.
"Damn it! Why did the vampire call Black Heart here!"
"We were betrayed!"
All the vampires looked like they were watching the fun. The demons were chaotic in nature, and the two days they arrived at the castle had turned the vampires' usually peaceful home into a state of chaos.
In order to appease them, everyone from the old vampire housekeeper to the servants below spent a lot of energy. Why don't you talk now? Aren't you crazy? Don't you like to laugh? Why don't you laugh now?
There was no time to guess the vampire's malicious intent, and the demons felt that today's wedding was a conspiracy.
Each other is sizing up the other demon lords, and no one wants to stand out.
Black Heart is extremely powerful, and there is an evil spirit all over his body. He is different from the weakling he was on Earth. This is hell, and he has endless power.
No one dared to look at him, even several races known for their brutality, all bowed their heads to show submission when he looked over.
"Haha, I really have a lot of old friends, Lagon, you basilisk clan don't seem to care about my recruitment. Are you planning to join my father's side?"
His voice was extremely soft, but it was still very clear in this silent hall, where even Deadpool had a ball of rag in his mouth and could only make a slight 'whining' sound.
Some people made happy expressions, "It's okay, it's okay, I'm not the unlucky one."
Some people are like their biological fathers who have died, such as the named basilisk Lagon.
He is not a demon, strictly speaking, he is a magical creature.
He is a basilisk more than five meters long, with ferocious barbs on his head, and the scales on his body glow golden against the candlelight in the hall.
The basilisk comes from Greece and is a creation of the ancient Greek dark wizards. They are extremely powerful and fast, and their eyes are full of magic. Anyone who comes into contact with the basilisk's gaze will die, and those who come into contact indirectly will lose their vitality.
And turned into stone.
Of course, this trick has limitations. If only one of them died, the basilisk clan would have unified the earth long ago.
Similar to ordinary poisonous snakes that store venom in their venom sacs, the racial talents of the basilisk family can be turned on or off at any time.
This death gaze was artificially added by ancient Greek mages. The original purpose was to use the basilisk as a battlefield weapon. The death gaze is not free to use. This trick is a magic-like ability and cannot be used multiple times in the same day.
There are too many, and every time they are used, the mental power and lifespan of the basilisk will be consumed. They are used as killing moves in serious battles, but they still have normal snake pupils.
At this time, the posture of the big basilisk was extremely humble. He lay on the ground and said in a pleading tone: "Dear Lord Black Heart, my people are willing to obey your call, and we are willing to send two hundred warriors to join your great cause!" Black Heart looked up at the decorations in the hall, seeming to be studying the patterns here. He was still dissatisfied with the obedience of the big basilisk, and said in a cold tone: "When the third fireworks rise from the Najir Fire Pillar, I want to see
Five hundred basilisks appeared among my army."
The feeling of being forcibly incorporated was not very pleasant, but the big basilisk Lagon could only accept his bad luck. He stepped aside and waited for the black heart to continue to find others. As long as he offended the public, he would even make Count Dracula lose his face.
Guang, then there will be a turn for the better today.
There are several demon lords in the hall who are in the same situation as him, such as the basilisk's old neighbor and the spider demon clan that the two sides have been fighting for hundreds of years.
These tribal leaders are all small forces in hell, and none of them want to join the war between Black Heart and his father Mephisto.
If there are any benefits, Mephisto will provide some rewards, such as rare metals and precious magic scrolls.
But Black Heart is different. This guy is famous for being hard-earned. Joining his camp can only be used as cannon fodder to consume the other side's demon army.
A bunch of demon lords were worried. They were all counting ants with their heads down. The basilisk was also guessing who would be unlucky next. Unfortunately, Black Heart seemed to have come specially to recruit him. He put away his arrogant posture and actually said something.
Chatting with Count Dracula with a smile.
The big basilisk's heart went cold. He finally understood Black Heart's plan, and he cleverly controlled the matter close to Count Dracula's bottom line.
He didn't provoke powerful enemies, but he also made his voice heard, and even used the vampire scene to win over a group of cannon fodder.
The basilisk just felt that he was unlucky, but he really didn't know the reason. It couldn't be because his body was bigger and more eye-catching, right? The only person who was more unlucky than him now was the one not far away who was tied to a stick like a fat pig.