"Lan, where is Nasto?" Eitel frowned. Although Lan was not injured, her face looked very ugly.
A lot of blood in the body was consumed, and she was in urgent need of replenishing blood food. Lan's scarlet pupils glanced at Nana next to Eitel, and then looked away.
He looked at Lan warily and said, "You are not in a good condition."
"I can control myself. No matter what happens, I will not show my fangs to my children." Lan said calmly, "I am going to see the True Ancestor. Nana will be taken care of by you for a while."
After saying that, Lan crossed over to Eitel and touched Nana's hair, without any intention of stopping after that.
The alchemist named Hamelin transformed the entire rat swarm and turned it into countless moving magic nodes. The magic they constructed was strange and changeable, and the spells targeting vampires were activated the moment they entered the underground.
As a result, Lan was hit hard, while Nasto relied on his own knowledge to escape the initial round of traps.
Lan came back to tell the True Ancestor the news about Hamelin, while Nastor continued to track it.
A rabbit will bite when cornered, let alone an alchemist who can't figure out his cards. Neither Nastor nor Lan realized this. When the True Ancestor knew about it, he wanted to order Nastor to come back.
By then, it was already too late.
"London is a supply station for us, and the people in the city are the best food. But now that all the food has been contaminated by black matter, our troops will be greatly weakened!"
"The Viking troops are coming from Iceland. Their heroes are difficult to deal with. Given the current situation, we must retreat to the European continent."
"What about the alchemists? Just let them go. Because of them, the food in Europe is no longer enough for the Vampires to survive!"
"Sure enough, we should still support humans."
"Shut up, the True Ancestor has already said that pure blood cannot be raised!"
"It's a curse to feed humans. You can't feed them! You can't feed them!"
The chaos at the meeting table was irritating. The elders of Cappadocia gathered together to discuss countermeasures. After the Battle of the Abyss, the other clans had already fallen into chaos. Without the True Ancestor as their leader, they had become
Headless flies.
"Quiet." As a young voice fell, the meeting hall suddenly fell silent.
Everyone's eyes turned to the young man in the front seat.
"I have asked Aria to deal with the problems of the other clans. Although it cannot be recovered in a short time, it will not become a mess."
"Now, the alchemist has been forced by us and has begun to spread the plague in London by any means. This is an unchangeable fact."
At the meeting table, Nasto lowered his head in shame.
The young man did not look at him at all, but continued: "Anyway, we are already desperate, so why not push him harder and drive him to the land of France? The church cannot ignore it, so let them help us solve this problem."
"As for food, there are still some uninfected humans in the city. Bringing them back and not putting them together can relieve some of the urgent needs. After the alchemists are expelled from England, we will return to the European continent and meet Aria.
Convergence.”
"But, Lord True Ancestor, the plague in Europe has not been resolved yet." An elder said.
"If the source is eliminated, the plague will naturally disappear. Bacterial infections also need to have a target to infect. When the people are almost dead, without the target of infection, no matter how you spread it, it will be useless."
"Thin, bacteria?"
"Well, it could also be a virus. Who knows, I don't have a microscope."
The True Ancestor is good at everything, but from time to time he speaks words that they cannot understand.
The surviving humans in London were integrated by the vampires. The blood array created by the vampires isolated the viruses in the air, but failed to isolate the viruses in the infected people.
Some of the humans who were brought back to the vampire camp were still infected. Fortunately, the infection could still be controlled. The humans who were not gathered made the virus lose its source of infection, and the elder vampires were completely immune to the virus.
The food problem was temporarily solved.
Everything seems to be getting better, but for Eitel, the really bad things are yet to come.
No one expected that although the elders were immune to the virus, they still became the carrier of the virus. It would not have any impact on themselves, but it would not have any impact on those who come into contact with them.
Nana was infected by black death.
On the hospital bed, black spots were all over his body. The dazzling black spots made Eitel powerless. He could not cure Nana at all.
"Why is Nana infected? She has obviously not been exposed to any infected people." Lan said with a sad look on her face.
"I once heard Mr. True Ancestor say that the cause of these symptoms is an extremely tiny creature that cannot be detected by the naked eye, but is everywhere. Perhaps it is because of this kind of creature that we carry with us, so Na
Na is infected," Nasteau said.
"So, how to save her?" Eitel looked at the girl lying on the hospital bed and asked calmly.
Nastor looked at him and said: "Let her become a vampire."
"Let her accept the curse of immortality? No, I will never allow it!" Lan said excitedly. Everyone in the world envies the vampires' endless lifespan, but they themselves call it the curse of immortality.
Immortality is never a good thing.
The body is immortal, but the soul has to endure torture for endless time, until in the end, it no longer even has a destination.
"I just want to raise her as an ordinary child, give her a happy and carefree childhood, and watch her get married and have children..." Lan only has this wish.
"So now, you plan to watch her die?" Nasto said with his eyes widened and his expression twisted.
He will never allow Nana to die here, in front of his eyes. He will teach all he has learned in his life. He will teach a good apprentice to make up for his past regrets.
He wanted to show the traitor how foolish his arrogance was.
"Etel, what do you think?" Nasto took a deep breath and suppressed the emotions in his heart. He asked this man who looked like a young man without saying a word.
"She once left me the chance to live. This time, I won't let this happen again." Eitel whispered, talking to himself.
"Etel, you are too young to understand the curse of immortality... There must be other ways to save her!" Lan wanted to persuade.
But Eitel has made up his mind.
"Lan, I know you are doing it for Nana's best, but now, we don't have the energy to think about that anymore. Nana's condition cannot be delayed, so how can we find the time to find a way to cure her?"
Eitel took a deep breath and said, "Prepare for the transformation ceremony."