Eight hundred and ninth chapter blood clan secrets
Hearing Iverson's words, Zhang Yang frowned slightly.
Go to Nicole's boudoir, what is this guy planning?!
Zhang Yang couldn't help but glance at Nicole.
However, Nicole's reaction was completely beyond his expectation.
Not only did she not show any surprise, but she nodded with a smile and immediately followed the instructions.
Zhang Yang originally wanted to ask something, but finally chose to remain silent.
Even Nicole himself had no objection, so why should he bother?
What's more, in the dark corner, from the corner of Zhang Yang's eye, he caught a glimpse of Abel's fearful but slightly jealous eyes.
It can be seen that this shady guy actually cares about Nicole.
Especially when he heard Iverson asking Nicole to take him to her room to rest, this emotion was completely written on his face.
Suddenly, Zhang Yang even felt a little proud in his heart.
Isn't it something to be proud of being able to make a proud vampire feel jealous?
Under Nicole's guidance, Zhang Yang stepped onto the spiral staircase leading to the second floor corridor.
Of course, he did not forget to deliberately glance at Abel with a provocative look, as if to declare his sovereignty.
Abel's cheek twitched slightly, and finally he loosened his clenched fists, seemingly lowering his head humbly.
Abel's reaction brought a sneer to Zhang Yang's lips.
Obviously, this guy isn't going to give up.
But what does that matter?
In the face of absolute strength, any conspiracy or trick is just a paper tiger!
Besides, for such a guy, Zhang Yang doesn't think that showing weakness to the enemy will lead to peace.
On the contrary, the right way is to take the initiative to arouse the other person's anger, make him make mistakes in the chaos, and deal with it calmly yourself.
On the side of the cloister on the second floor of the castle against the wall, in addition to exquisitely crafted swords and armor placed every few meters, there are also exquisitely crafted coffins.
In the coffin, Zhang Yang could even feel the unique aura of the vampire clan.
There are many Gothic-style reliefs outlined on the columns of the cloister, and some magic circles blessed by mantras are hidden in the complicated and cold patterns.
Zhang Yang has no research on Western black magic, but he can sense the huge power contained in it.
Although these spells composed of magic are not clever, they contain the effects of protection and attack.
No wonder the Camarilla attaches so much importance to this place.
These incantations have a history of at least thousands of years and are obviously not engraved later.
Zhang Yang guessed that this place was probably an important early stronghold of the Vampire Clan and was of great significance to them.
He could also imagine how much they paid to protect this place.
Nicole's room is located in a room in the attic on the east side of the second floor.
Although looking from the outside, the heavy door can't help but feel a bit eerie in the dim candlelight.
But when he opened the door, Zhang Yang felt a little surprised.
I thought that even if there wasn't a coffin inside, it wouldn't be much better, but I didn't expect it to be as neat as a girl's boudoir.
There was a large bed, white sheets, and several cartoon puppets placed on it.
There was also a faint scent of rosemary and roses floating in the air, which was the scent of Nicole's perfume.
Opposite the large wrought iron bed is an open floor-to-ceiling glass window.
Even if you sit on the bedside, you have a good view.
Through the bright windows, you can have a panoramic view of the entire castle garden.
No wonder Iverson specifically emphasized that Nicole should take him to her room.
"Is it surprising?" Nicole asked with a smile.
Although after seeing Zhang Yang's terrifying strength, Nicole looked at him slightly differently, but after entering her room, she seemed to have regained some confidence.
"It's indeed surprising." Zhang Yang nodded.
"Um...well, I'm really sorry for tonight." Nicole suddenly said.
"What?" Zhang Yang asked with a smile. Of course he knew what Nicole was talking about.
"I shouldn't have brought you here." Nicole lowered her head and her voice was a little low.
"Why do you say that?" Zhang Yang asked again.
Nicole thought for a while and said: "Although you defeated King George in the end, I know that if you didn't have the power of that ancient beast in your body, you might not have saved your life."
"Haha, in that case, I actually have to thank you!" Zhang Yang said with a smile, "If you hadn't brought me here, I wouldn't have known that I had such power hidden in me."
"But……"
Nicole wanted to say something else, but Zhang Yang interrupted her.
He said: "Stop talking about this, please tell me now, what is the identity of Abel?"
In the impression, vampires always give people the impression of being violent and bloodthirsty.
However, after this contact, Zhang Yang felt that they were not as scary as he imagined.
However, Abel is an exception.
This guy is very scheming and his actions are a bit arrogant.
Even in front of the secret party leader Iverson and the three elders, he was a little unscrupulous.
He is undoubtedly an alternative in this rigidly hierarchical society.
Therefore, Zhang Yang couldn't help but have a keen interest in his origins.
Besides, Abel obviously won't give up here. Although he is not afraid, even out of respect for others, he should always know the details of the other party!
Nicole originally wanted to ask Zhang Yang why he was interested in Abel, but she decided to answer him first.
So, she pursed her lips and said, "He is the son of Duke Mowbray I."
"The Duke of Mowbray I..." Zhang Yang repeated. He felt that the name seemed familiar, as if he had heard it somewhere.
"The Duke of Norfolk!" Nicole reminded.
However, Zhang Yang still seemed unable to react.
So, she further reminded: "The Fitzalan-Howard family!"
Upon hearing this, Zhang Yang suddenly realized: "It turns out to be it!"
Although he already knew that the blood clan had infiltrated into the British royal family, Zhang Yang never expected that it was this wealthy family that was famous in Britain and had been passed down for thousands of years.
It can be said that Zhang Yang did not know much about the British aristocratic genealogy, but this did not prevent him from hearing about the famous aristocratic families in British politics.
"It's surprising!" Nicole said happily, "Who would have thought that the current Duke of Norfolk, Mr. Edward Fitzalan-Howard, is actually Able's descendant."
"I am indeed surprised. However, it is also reasonable. I have to say that you hid it well." Zhang Yang complimented sincerely.
"Each generation of Duke Mowbray's successors is our spokesperson in the British Commonwealth, spanning both political and business circles. They all obey Abel's orders. As time goes by, this guy becomes a little arrogant and domineering, so much so that he forgets about himself."
"Oh, I understand. In this way, this Mr. Abel is equivalent to your full-time person in charge of the government." Zhang Yang said with an expression of sudden realization.
"Well, you can say that." Nicole nodded and continued, "To be honest, he is indeed very capable and courageous. It is a pity that his clone technique has not been practiced to the extreme, otherwise the Secret Party Senate would have
There is one more apprentice elder."
"Fortunately, he has not cultivated to the extreme." Zhang Yang couldn't help but add.
When Nicole heard this, she seemed to understand something and immediately started to giggle.
After laughing for a while, she simply told Zhang Yang some things about Abel.
She obviously also knew that Abel would not give up.
Just because she wasn't worried that Abel would cause any trouble to a strong man like Zhang Yang, so she didn't care about it just now.
Now, Zhang Yang suddenly mentioned it, and she felt that she had to tell him everything she knew as completely as possible.
It turns out that Viking witches were not discovered recently.
She was discovered ten years ago.
However, the first person to discover her was not an archaeologist, but a group of dark creatures - half-werewolves.
Unlike pure-blood werewolves, half-werewolves often cannot control their behavior because of the more animal nature in their blood.
They can't even maintain their appearance.
If you drink a little bit of alcohol, you may grow thick hair and even reveal the characteristics of a wolf such as sharp canine teeth and long ears.
Especially on the night of the full moon, except for a few powerful half-werewolves who can suppress wolf blood, most half-werewolves will become impulsive and irritable and fall into a state of madness.
In order to avoid trouble, it is often necessary to take a large amount of moon grass every month to anesthetize the nerves and suppress the crazy wolf blood.
Moon grass is not only difficult to swallow, but also has considerable side effects on the body of a half-werewolf. If the dosage or preparation method is wrong, it may even be fatal.
Twenty years ago, a half-werewolf young man accidentally consumed too much moongrass and was about to die. He happened to be rescued by a mysterious wizard who was passing by.
In order to repay this mysterious wizard, he willingly became his slave and served him for two years.
Under the guidance of this wizard, the half-werewolf youth and twelve other half-werewolves dug into the grave of the Viking witch based on a worn-out parchment scroll.
And he and his twelve tribesmen also became victims of awakening the witch.
It turned out that this wizard turned out to be Lucas, a long-missing elder of the werewolf tribe.
Not only did he fail to awaken the Viking witch, but he survived by luck.
However, even he himself did not know that he had brought back the evil power of the Viking witch.
Because it is half-werewolf blood as a sacrifice, this power can only be released through half-werewolf puppets.
So, following Lucas' footsteps, this evil force spread among the half-werewolves.
Any half-werewolf who comes into contact with this power will fall into a state of madness and possess certain characteristics of a vampire - bloodthirsty, cruel, and trying to destroy everything.
This bloody storm once ravaged several towns in the southern Commonwealth.
Although the authorities dispatched a large number of military and police, they did not use weapons of mass destruction immediately because they were afraid of harming innocent people, resulting in heavy losses.
If a large number of soldiers who were scratched or bitten by half-werewolves did not die on the spot, they would soon become new puppets and attack humans in turn.
The situation got out of control for a while.
The top federal officials had to use special force soldiers to kill him.
However, the number of supernatural warriors is limited after all, but the number of opponents is constantly increasing, and there is absolutely nothing they can do.
Later, the Vatican also joined in, and finally contained the attack of the semi-werewolves for the time being.
Unfortunately, the good times did not last long.
Individual radicals among the demon party saw the opportunity and secretly joined in to kill the personnel sent by the Holy See.
Seeing that the situation was about to get out of control, the Queen of England thought of the Duke of Mowbray, whom she loved and hated. (To be continued)