He groaned in panic and opened his eyes blankly. There was still only blood in front of him.
"Fei Ren, don't move, just hold on! The ambulance is coming soon." At this moment, a gentle and familiar voice sounded in his ears.
He calmed down for a moment.
But the next moment, the severe pain in his chest and dizziness in his head became more and more severe.
"Wu Qiren!" The voice became more and more panicked, "You can't die here! You - by the way, you haven't changed the world yet! How can you die in a place like this! You haven't changed the world, how can you be qualified?
Give birth to a monkey with me!"
Change the world? Give birth to monkeys?
His brain cleared up for a moment, he took a deep breath and felt much better.
In the blood-red scene, he endured the severe pain and forced a smile.
"Second Grade 2 is a disease - it needs to be - cured - ah~"
That familiar voice seemed to be crying with joy.
But the voice that was crying with a chuckle became smaller and smaller.
Like a candle that is about to go out.
He suddenly panicked.
No.
Will not.
He smiled in the severe pain, wanting to stop the voice and joke with her like usual.
However, he opened his mouth in confusion.
But he found that he couldn't pronounce her name.
His eyes were still blood red, but his whole body was getting hotter and hotter.
"puff!"
Thales fell onto a patch of grass.
He opened his eyes and completely woke up from the blood.
"Damn it! What's going on!" Beside him, the pale man with blond hair cursed angrily.
"Why did you consume so much blood?" His tone was full of surprise and dissatisfaction.
Only Thales knew that when the blond man turned into blood and flew away at high speed, Thales found a memory fragment. In the dream of the fragment, the traveler seemed to have "lost control" again.
This time, it seems that what has been displaced is part of the blond man's blood?
Thales lay on the ground coughing dryly as if he had just gotten off a roller coaster.
Fortunately, the experience of motion sickness - well, "human" sickness, had happened to Yoder before.
He thought to himself, shook his head, and drove the disturbing blood-red color out of his brain.
"We're almost here - is it because the injury isn't healed yet? I'm not even good at the dance of blood and shadow anymore." The handsome blond man murmured and roughly grabbed Thales.
It turns out to be dusk already. Has the sun really set?
It's a bit cold. Is this outdoors?
Only then did Thales see clearly that they were landing on the grass beside a dim path. In front of them was a spacious manor and a large attached garden.
There is also a flag flying on the iron gate between the garden and the path, but overall, the manor seems to be overgrown with weeds, as if the owners are not paying attention to taking care of it.
If it weren't for the exquisiteness, it would be comparable to the Mindis Hall.
That flag - Thales squinted his eyes and saw a strange three-petaled flower with red, blue and green colors.
Thales recognized this flower - it was the favorite flower of Wu Qiren's first girlfriend.
Is this an iris?
Coat of arms of a noble?
I'm afraid, this is one of the "enemies" Gilbert mentioned.
It's really bad. I'm falling right into the enemy's nest.
"Come on! You short-lived cub!" The handsome blond man pushed him impatiently and headed towards the manor.
Thales' brain began to run and reason crazily.
It seems that this golden-haired pretty boy can talk and is not some beastly and untamed monster.
And judging from the words he left behind when he kidnapped me:
"Originally it was just to stretch the muscles—"
"Fortunately, the sun is going down soon——"
Fortunately, he is a rational guy - Thales was thinking about countermeasures with his jc dagger stuck in his waist, but obviously he still couldn't expect anything like "putting the dagger on his neck".
You can't cut yourself suddenly to report the news to Yodel and Gilbert. It's too obvious and too deliberate.
Then we can only collect information first.
"Hey!" Thales turned back and shook off the blond man's hand with dissatisfaction, "Looking at the demeanor and temperament of a noble, shouldn't you be consistent in your words and deeds? Pay attention to your manners!"
The blond man stopped when he heard these words.
"Politeness? Demeanor?" He smiled and grinned, deliberately showing two pairs of ferocious fangs: "Why should you be polite to food that is destined to be eaten in your stomach?"
The blond man deliberately sharpened his sharp fangs in the air.
Sure enough, it is very similar to the creature in my memory.
However, Thales just turned his head, looked at the two fangs, and curled his lips contemptuously: "You have such a bad attitude towards food, which shows that you have no talent as a gourmet at all - your mental, emotional and physical conditions will all affect food.
Quality, what if your rude approach affects the taste of the ingredients?"
The handsome blond man was stunned for three seconds.
The ferocious expression on his face was only half achieved.
But he reacted immediately.
"You are quite courageous for your size, short-lived brat," he then chuckled, "but you are not the first courageous foodie, don't take any chances, you can't escape."
"So my flesh and blood is really delicious?" Thales said with an "I see" expression, then unexpectedly raised his legs and walked towards the manor.
The man was just about to pick up the cub and head to the manor when he saw the cub walking in front.
Facing the food that seemed to have no intention of escaping (he didn't even bother to call it "prey"), the puzzled blond man wanted to reach out and scratch his head. Halfway through, he felt that this was not appropriate, so he had to put down his hand and use what humans could see.
Speed up and keep up with Thales.
"It's not flesh and blood, just blood - you must have been injured recently, right? The smell of blood is everywhere. Wow, it smells so good, I really want to take a bite first."
The two of them continued walking forward.
"Then how are you going to eat me? Eat me raw or suck my blood directly? Which part should I start with? What do you say about the seasoning?"
"The Tuval family likes to eat raw - they enjoy the howling of prey. We usually suck the blood directly, which is divided into two types: neck food and wrist food. As for seasoning - wait, why am I telling you this?
!You short-lived cub!”
The blond man stopped and looked suspiciously at Thales, who clearly didn't behave like a seven-year-old child.
"I'm destined to be food, right? Isn't it a virtue to be polite to food that you voluntarily sacrifice? And food that makes you feel good, maybe the blood will taste better——"
"You - you are so weird as a food - don't think this will make me let you go, do you?"
"A rare delicacy, of course it is rare in the world. Come on, come on, don't stop, let's keep walking. What is your name, sir?"
"Little brat, why are you asking this? Do you want revenge?" The blond man stopped again, his suspicion and vigilance towards the strange boy in front of him getting higher and higher.
"With your skills, it's not easy to get revenge on you. Also, since I'm going to be eaten by you, you should let me know your name, right? Don't you think it's rude to scream hey hey hey - uh, you
Isn't he an illegitimate child without a surname? At least he should have a name?"
The blond man seemed more like his pride was pricked by the last sentence.
Just listen to his proud and proud reply: "My name is Isteron Van Leka Liszt Corleone, the Kingdom of Night, the head of the seven branches, and a first-class blood knight of the Corleone family."
"Come on, come on, keep walking - so why do you call me short-lived?"
"Humans with a lifespan of less than 120 years are not short-lived. Even a young boy like you only has more than ninety years to live at most." Eastlund said contemptuously.
"So you are, uh, 'immortal species'? Your lifespan is much longer than ours?"
"Of course, the lifespan of the Vampires is endless, how can it be imagined by the inferior short-lived species!"
Thales silently took all the information into his mind.
Eastlen Corleone
Long-growing species, short-growing species.
The kingdom of night, the Corleone family.
Superior vampire.
And - crucially, he didn't seem interested in why I was in Mindis Hall.
This may be the only chance of survival - oh, I almost forgot, he originally planned to "eat" me.
Thales and Eastlund walked into the manor, and the time traveler narrowed his eyes: at the door, two fierce men wearing red turbans walked towards them.
Blood Bottle Gang? Why are they here?
"Why do you want to stop here? Wouldn't it be better to just fly in?"
“If it weren’t for the Dance of Blood Shadows—ahem—”
The handsome boy Eastlund suddenly realized that the short-lived cub next to him could understand his words, so he cleared his throat gracefully, and then continued calmly:
"Hmph - if it weren't for the fact that this is not our territory, I would be ready to fly in directly. But after all, we are just guests, so we naturally need to maintain respect and courtesy towards the host."
He is an immortal who pays attention to his style, Thales said silently.
Two members of the Blood Bottle Gang came forward and looked at the two men, one large and one small, with unkind expressions: "Who -"
But Eastlund frowned, frowned, and interrupted them disdainfully:
"Go away, you inferior short-lived species!"
Thales' face twitched and he decided to take back what he just said.
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a few minutes ago.
After the disastrous defeat of the "One Night War", as one of the few people in power from the Blood Bottle Gang who rushed back to the capital day and night, the "Red Viper" Nekra, the leader of the eight supernatural warriors, spent the whole day after the war.
It was spent in a state of anxiety.
At least he must hold on to the overall situation until the other three supernatural warriors and the long-hidden Blood Magician rush back to the capital.
The first is the aftermath of the "One Night War".
Except for a grand explosion show, the air magician disappeared without leaving a trace. His personal guard, the sword-wielding madman, was lying next to Rolf, with his upper body almost cut open. For this reason, he could only
It is inferred that Asheida was killed, so Nekra must confirm whether the three major killers of the Brotherhood - especially the Black Sword himself - are in the royal capital before he can travel with confidence (in fact, Ting, who escaped from Red Square Street,
Ke always felt that he was too preoccupied, and even if Black Sword was in the royal capital, he would probably not take a fancy to him).
Tinker and Numeno are among the few who escaped from the Twelve Strongest Blood Bottle Gang (“Damn it, it’s true that only cowards survive to the end.” - Necra), and they all have vague words about what happened in Red Square Street.
, nothing but fear was panic, and Nekra simply gave up on trying to find out the truth. As for the revenge of the Air Magician, we can wait until the Blood Magician comes back to decide.
After losing the long-established Hongfang Street, which had a lot of money and water, the morale of the Blood Bottle Gang was greatly reduced, and many ordinary gang members began to waver. The patrons - whether they are nobles, businessmen or secret companions - are all saying that "
"The profound friendship with the Blood Bottle Gang will never be shaken" while drastically reducing business dealings and even withdrawing funds, and even half of the business broke the contract ("I blame him - calm down, be calm - the blood debt will be yours")
Pay it back!" - Nekra).
In other urban areas of the royal capital, the demoralized Blood Bottle Gang is retreating steadily in the face of the overwhelming Brotherhood "Inferiors". It is conceivable that when the news spreads across the country, the struggles of each branch will show the same appearance.
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Secondly, one of the main supporters behind the Blood Bottle Gang, the Kevin Dill family, whose family emblem is the tricolor fleur-de-lis, acted indifferently even after knowing that they were defeated.
There was not even a coin to comfort him. What Nekra resented the most was that, thanks to the fact that they had done so much dirty work for each other across the country, at the critical moment, the Terminator Knight named Seychelles even opened the door of the Duke's Manor.
They didn't even let him in! Just like that, he gave Nekra a task at noon, asking him to "find out the theft case in Mindis Hall" - the theft case? Damn, which part of his body looks like a security officer or a private detective?
Isn’t it okay if he cuts it off?
Speaking of the security officer, Nekra was even more furious: Damn, the big green guy in the Xicheng District Security Office is called Roebik or Lockebie. He usually looks smiling, but he didn’t know how to send someone at the critical moment of the night’s war.
Reinforcement, what about the promised 'police-civilian cooperation'? Forget it, Nekra suppressed his dissatisfaction and asked him for a few corpses, and refused. The funniest thing is that he actually pretended to be a messenger of justice and accepted it.
They have so much money, why are they here to defend justice now? Why did they go there earlier! Talking about justice in front of Nekra? Which organ in his body makes him look like a good person? Wouldn’t it be better if he cut it off? Damn it, in the past, Nekra
I dare to go to his house tonight, strip his wife naked and hang her on the west city gate to use as a doorbell!
Also, Necra is going to solve this matter now - the three vampires of the Kevin Deere family were actually left by Iris in the East City branch of their Blood Bottle Gang (actually, Manor Manor is also owned by Kevin Deere)
Family property) "treat well"? Do you think it's to entertain a lost puppy? They want the health of ten people a day! They also ask for masters above the super level! Okay, just find the black sword and knock him out with a sap
, just tie them up and send them over! I have already sent many blood bottles that I usually don’t like to the gang, but it’s not enough, so I have to humbly ask the big green skin for the body! Which one of his bodies is there?
Does the organ look like an animal breeder? Can't he cut it off? The most annoying thing is that there are not many vampires in the group, they have a big temper, they are bossy, and they look at Nekra as if he is a puppy!
With such a bad mood, Nekra and his entourage walked into the Manor at nightfall and waved casually to the Blood Bottle Gang members who had equally bad expressions as a greeting.
He walked into the stone staircase of the main building of the manor, and the faint wails and screams coming from the underground made Red Viper's already terrible mood even more disturbing.
Trying not to think about the "bloody food" in the dungeon (especially many of his former colleagues and subordinates), Nekra walked up to the second floor with a livid face, pushed open the wooden door of the main hall, his expression
He looked at the few people in front of him with displeasure—to be precise, two people and their food.
A beautiful, fair-skinned, red ponytail, 30-year-old woman who is sexy and seductive, wearing an aristocratic riding outfit, gently pushes away a man with confused eyes.
Seductively, she licked the blood on her lips, gave Nekra a charming smile, then stretched out her index finger and wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth to her chin.
The man who was pushed away seemed to be just a civilian who had been kidnapped. At this time, his eyes were blank, his skin was pale and he fell to the ground twitching. His breathing was getting weaker and weaker, and he was dead.
In the hall, there were at least seven or eight corpses that had died of excessive blood loss, and dried blood was everywhere.
Blood dripped on the floor and table, making a sizzling sound that was extremely scary.
In front of the floor-to-ceiling windows in the hall, a white-haired old man also dressed in luxurious clothes, with his hands behind his back, seemed to be waiting for the moon to rise.
"Aiya," a gentle voice came from the woman's mouth, and her eyes lit up, "Are you bringing us delicious food? Are there twenty people? Are there any super-class ones? Are there any virgins? Are there any babies?
Cub?"
These damn vampires!
Are you out hunting for living humans again?
"Miss Laurana! Mr. Chris! I was about to tell you," Nekra suppressed the unhappiness and nausea in his heart and said dissatisfiedly to the two vampires: "The twenty corpses delivered this afternoon are already
It’s the limit, we don’t have that much blood inventory!”
When talking about the "blood bank", thinking of the wailing in the underground cell, even Nekra couldn't help but feel sick.
"Oh?" The seductive Laurana chuckled, and as the corners of her mouth curved, a dangerous look gradually appeared in her eyes: "Can you eat the blood of those corpses? What we need is the blood of living people.
.”
"Otherwise, when people from the Blood Bottle Gang come and go, I can't help but..." Laurana exposed the fangs under her lips, making a charming pose, and gently touched the fangs with her index finger.
, under the illumination of the eternal lamp and the bloody background, it actually has a weird and ferocious beauty.
"Please understand, three distinguished guests, that Yongxing City is the royal capital after all, and our capabilities are limited -" Nekra suppressed his anger, lowered his head and said softly.
"Oh, but that's not what the young and lovely Duke Iris said: as much human and blood as you want! If he knew that his loyal dog entertained guests like this, would he not give you bones to eat? Haha
——”
Loyal dog?
bone?
Damn!
Listening to this weird humiliation and condescending sarcasm, and thinking of Duke Iris's attitude after losing the Battle of Red Square Street, and the anger he suffered throughout the day, Nekra felt a fire burning in his heart.
"Fucking bitch - there's no one alive!"
Nekra ignored the blood all over the table, slammed his palm on the table, and roared uncontrollably:
"Don't think I don't know! You vampires only need the blood of dead people to live! You don't even need the blood of living people! This is no longer five hundred years ago!"
"I worked my ass off to bring so many living people and corpses, and there was even a super-class in there! It's not enough to pay him back!"
"If you like it, eat it or not! Go away! I'm not scared! The worst is to break up! Let's pull out the troops and have a fight!"
"We are the Blood Bottle Gang of the Kingdom of Stars, whose blood debts must be repaid! We are not some Kevin Dill who "die for his friends"!"
There was a moment of silence.
The only sound in the hall was the angry breathing of the Red Viper.
Even the followers behind Nekra were frightened and took a step back.
The next moment, Laurana's expression changed, she stretched out her fangs, her face was ferocious, and her seductive voice that was originally coquettish also became sharp and wild:
"Despicable short-lived breeder! I am only polite for your master's sake!"
"Blood of corpses? If you drink water every day and eat carrion, you can live on. Why do you still eat meat and drink alcohol?"
"'Fighting to the death'? The half-dead super-class in the prison is basically an internal matter that you want us to help you solve because you want to avenge your own personal vendetta!"
"Talk to the Corleone family about 'blood debts must be paid'? I can make you taste 'blood debts' right away!"
The anger in Nekra's eyes became even stronger. He gritted his teeth and yanked open his scarlet coat. The ferocious Laurana scolded and instantly jumped onto the chandelier above her head, baring her teeth and claws like a feline!
Just when the two sides were tense, the old man who had been looking out the window finally turned around.
"Laurana, watch your manners."
"Mr. Nekra, it doesn't have to be like this. We have fallen out, and the one who is embarrassed is Duke Zhan."
His voice was not loud, but it reached the ears of everyone in the hall clearly.
Chris Corleone—the white-haired old man suddenly appeared in front of Necra.
Before the leader of the Blood Bottle Gang came to his senses and reacted, the white-haired Chris reached out and patted Red Viper on the shoulder as if he didn't care.
This hand suppressed the red viper's anger.
Laurana landed on the ground, returned to the image of a seductive young woman, and chuckled, but her eyes were still fierce.
"Sorry, they are still young and don't know how to control themselves." Chris' eyes were obscure, and his wrinkled face was full of darkness and silence.
Young? Nekra cursed in his heart. I wonder if a monster that is hundreds of years old has the nerve to say young?
But he still suppressed the anger in his heart.
The situation is unforgiving.
Although the old monster in front of him looks very sick, the hand he just revealed... is not completely sure to deal with him based on his own ability.
"Let's do this. You have worked hard these days. We will take care of the next food ourselves."
Just like his lifeless tone, Chris's dead eyes remained motionless.
Solve it yourself? According to the personalities of these vampires, if they go out to hunt, they will cause trouble sooner or later! But isn't that just following your own wishes?
"Let's go!" Nekra waved his hand angrily: "Remove all brothers!"
"Oh? No one will stay? I still want to apologize~" Laurana lay seductively on the bloody dining table and replied in a coquettish tone.
"No need!" Nekra turned his head and said ferociously: "Lest Miss Laurana 'can't help it' anymore!"
The thugs of the Blood Bottle Gang followed Nekra and stepped down the stone stairs. No one felt sorry to leave this disgusting manor.
For a moment, only Laurana's weird laughter and the sound of blood dripping were left in the hall.
Nekra walked away.
Laurana suddenly fell from the table, her face covered with frost and horror.
"Did he find something?"
Chris shook his dead head. From a distance, it looked like a white chess piece shaking: "This guy doesn't have it. But Kevin Dill must have felt something fishy. After all, such a large amount of blood is enough to feed a person."
The blood knight of the guard."
Laurana lowered her head: "But it's still far from enough - I just wasted another one just for acting. I will go hunting later."
"Fortunately, we drove away the Blood Bottle Gang as planned. This can buy us some time before being exposed."
Chris's head suddenly and strangely turned back a hundred degrees, toward the window, and his nose moved:
"It's Eastlen who's back."
"I also brought a - ah, this smells really good, it's a blood source of superior quality or above."
His figure reappeared in front of the window.
The moon is out.
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Nekra took the blood bottle and helped everyone angrily step out of the manor.
These damn vampires - hmm? The pretty-faced vampire is back. Didn't he go to Mindis Hall with those teams of mercenaries to look for secret treasures in the afternoon?
It turns out that they can also walk on their legs and walk through the main entrance?
Nekra thought that the vampire's way of rushing was just like what he saw before, turning into a pool of blood and then "swishing" and "swishing" away.
That pretty boy is also carrying a little one? Damn, did he go hunting too? Looking at his clothes, he looks like a child from a noble family, but his body is covered in injuries - no, that child doesn't look like he is being held hostage.
The pace of the two of them looked like they were walking together.
By the way, I have to ask about the theft at Mindis Hall.
While Nekra was still thinking, Eastlen and Thales walked into the manor side by side.
The traveler saw this group of Blood Bottle Gang people coming out from a distance.
Thinking about the fleur-de-lis flag above his head, Thales felt something bad in his heart.
But he also knew that he had to remain calm at this moment in order to find hope in the narrow road.
Eastlund looked intently, as if he didn't even pay attention to the blood bottle gang around him.
Nekra waved his hand, and the Blood Bottle Gang stopped where they were, waiting for Istron to come over.
But the handsome blond vampire just snorted softly from his nose, turned his head to one side, and walked past Red Viper unceremoniously without any intention of talking to him.
But the blond vampire immediately discovered to his displeasure that the little human kid next to him, who was less than his waist height, was actually strutting around, making a "hum" sound, turning his head to one side in sync with him, and then walking past Nekra with his nostrils turned upward!
What's going on? A dog fighting against human power?
Eastlund decided to go back and deal with this brat who likes to show off.
Only Thales knew that at this moment, he was suppressing his heartbeat and pretending to be calm!
Nekra's anger surged again.
"Hey! Pretty boy!" Red Viper stopped in front of Eastlund unhappily.
"Have you done what the Duke ordered you to do?" Nekra looked at the handsome vampire in front of him with a bad tone.
Lord Duke?
Thales secretly screamed.
Eastlen raised his eyes and looked at the human blocking his way with disgust.
"The stolen treasures of Mindis Hall! Do you remember? You also took away four groups of mercenaries!" Sensing Istrom's gaze, Nekra became angry, walked up to his nose unceremoniously, and said loudly:
"You should have gained something, right?"
Pretty boy?
The hateful short-lived species - Eastlund felt angry in his heart. His original plan was to trick the twenty mercenaries out, then hunt them separately one by one, and bring them back to the manor as a source of high-quality blood.
Who would have thought that they would all be lost in the hands of that masked weirdo in Mindis Hall?
But what about the theft in Mindis Hall? After all, it was the request of the Duke of Tricolor Iris.
I still have to say something.
Eastlen turned his head towards Thales.
No one knows that Thales's mood at this moment is as cold as ice and snow!
What to do? What to do? What to do!
Calm down! The time traveler said to himself: I must save myself.
His brain was spinning crazily, each piece of information and elements quickly flashing back and reorganized!
Eastlen lowered his head and looked at the time traveler, thinking about how to speak to Nekra so that he could reply to this damn short-lived species without losing face.
Nekra looked at Istrom's proud head unhappily, and followed the latter's eyes to the little boy beside him.
"Hey, kid..." Eastlund said nonchalantly.
Everyone is looking at Thales!
At that moment, Thales took a deep breath.
According to what the chuunibyou said, I am a man who wants to change the world.
How could you die here?
Then.
Then, everyone present saw the seven or eight-year-old boy's face turn cold, and before Eastlund said the next sentence, he shouted:
"Yes, sir!"
Eastlund was stunned for a moment, why is this kid so respectful?
But before he could react, the situation in front of him changed again.
Thales took a step forward without hesitation, standing between Istrun and Nekra like a loyal guard.
Then, under the bright moonlight...
Everyone heard the little boy with a stern expression speaking in a childish voice to the current leader of the Blood Bottle Gang, the leader of the eight supernatural warriors, "Red Viper" Nekra, with arrogance and arrogance.
With a tone full of disgust, he shouted:
"Get away! You inferior short-lived species!"
"The noble Lord Eastlon Corleone, his business does not need the talk of a lowly wild dog like you!"
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It’s a big chapter of 8,000 words. It’s not good to cut it off anywhere, so I might as well stop it and post it all!
ps: I have built a small account of Qidian, called "Bazhe Hengqiang" (CM said this name is a good one orz), I will use this account to communicate with everyone in Qidian in the future! Comments are welcome! Thunder and rain, everything is ready.