After being enthusiastically pushed into the car, Ye Qingxuan finally enjoyed the long-lost felon-level treatment.
First, a shot of sedative was injected into the neck, followed by a blindfold and a hood, then handcuffs, leg cuffs, and finally, ether shackles were stuck on the clavicle, arms, and neck, completely cutting off the musician's sense of touch.
Under the constraints of the strong magnetic field, all the shackles were stuck on the iron plate. Finally, the iron box closed with a bang, and there was no longer any light.
There was silence in the darkness, no sound could be heard.
Ye Qingxuan was lying in this "coffin" that seemed to be specially built for himself. He could only infer that the carriage was still running in the holy city based on the vague shock coming from underneath him.
Sometimes it turns left, sometimes it turns right, sometimes it goes up, sometimes it goes down.
In the darkness, he counted the time with his fingers. He didn't know how many sixty seconds passed before he almost fell asleep, and the vibration of the carriage stopped.
"Find someone... to deliver..."
"... just died... don't go..."
"It's your turn..."
There were vague sounds of arguing, someone was dragging the iron coffin he was in, and there was the faint sound of an elevator in the middle. Ye Qingxuan only felt that the wind blowing from the vents was getting colder and colder. He didn't know whether it was in a cold storage or underground.
Until finally, the long transport finally stopped.
There was no sound for a long time.
"Leave it to Lord Samuel... This is Lord Ludovic's order."
"Why bother the teacher?" A voice whispered: "Just leave it to me."
"Do you want to covet this blood slave? Aren't you afraid that the teacher will throw you into the sun and burn to ashes when he finds out?"
"Come on, Quintus, are you very hungry too?" The voice chuckled: "This smell should be that of a musician. The blood of a musician is definitely not low-grade. It is said that he is a big shot. I As long as he is my blood slave, I can give you half of the blood, but you can protect me from the teacher."
Amid the faint gnawing sound, another voice sucked something in, and after a long time he answered: "... That's it."
The iron box was lifted and then dropped on the table.
As the key was turned, the iron box was opened, and the hood and eye mask were torn off. Although he was still unable to move in the strong magnetic field, Ye Qingxuan finally saw the long-lost light.
Somewhat dazzling.
The light from the shadowless lamp in the operating room was cold and glaring.
The familiar disinfectant and the strong smell of blood came.
Two men in noble attire looked down at him, their faces pale and bloodless. After seeing him, they couldn't help but swallow their saliva, their sharp canines protruding.
Ye Qingxuan narrowed his eyes and smiled:
"Hey, you two, are you ready for dinner?"
The two of them were startled and couldn't help but take two steps back. After confirming that Ye Qingxuan's shackles were intact, they immediately breathed a sigh of relief. The thin man in the lead narrowed his eyes:
"Still awake?"
"Yes." Ye Qingxuan nodded, "The quality of the sleeping pills you have here is not very good. After squinting for a while, I really couldn't fall asleep. It's just in time for your meal."
He rolled his eyes curiously and looked around: "What are you planning to eat? Is it so delicious?"
On the operating table next to him, he saw a shriveled corpse. The stiff corpse was full of gnawing marks, and one of its arms had been broken.
Suddenly, he couldn't help but raise his eyebrows slightly.
"Quick-frozen food? The economic conditions here are not very good. You can't even afford fresh food?"
"Shut up!"
The leader gave him a slap in the face. Ye Qingxuan's expression did not change and he still looked at him with a smile: "I guess you two are going to have dinner next? Can you have some cooked food? It's not good to eat it raw. Bake it, fry it, sprinkle it with some salt and pepper, it tastes so good."
The two musicians who were transformed into vampires looked at each other, and their expressions turned gloomy: "You are still nagging even when you are about to die, so be patient and calm down. I will give you the blood of glory in a while, which is something you will never be able to ask for in your lifetime. Chance."
"Can you please be gentle?"
Ye Qingxuan looked at his two fangs: "I'm afraid of pain... Otherwise, forget it."
Suddenly, the two faces became gloomy.
"Inject him with anesthesia first, Nino." Quintus suggested in a low voice: "Don't let him have any hidden ideas. This guy's eyes are very strange..."
"That's fine."
Nino agreed after hesitating for a while, walked to the operating table, extracted five times the amount of powerful anesthetic, pointed it at Ye Qingxuan's neck, and sneered: "Seeing as you can't do any tricks, let's get some sleep first. "
"OK."
Ye Qingxuan nodded, blinked his big eyes, and looked at them quietly.
One minute has passed, two minutes have passed, ten minutes have passed...
Ye Qingxuan was still looking at them, blinking. Gradually, Nino's sneer expression could no longer be maintained and became more and more gloomy.
Ye Qingxuan couldn't help but chuckle.
After he completed Xiao Yuan's transformation, the hormones and organs in his body functioned completely differently from ordinary people. With the Philosopher's Stone in hand, the physical transformation was completed, let alone gadgets like anesthetics, even if he took poison as a meal Eating is nothing more than diarrhea.
This kind of tranquilizer, which is enough for ordinary people to be brain-dead, is just a drizzle to him.
"It's almost time for dinner, why are you dawdling around?" Ye Qingxuan suggested: "Why don't you two eat first? It's not good to be hungry. How about I promise not to say anything? I see. It's so pitiful that you are locked up here underground every day without even being exposed to the sun. You should dedicate yourselves to doing good deeds... "
Snapped!
Nino's expression twitched, and he slapped Ye Qingxuan with his backhand: "You ungrateful thing!"
Because of Samuel's failure to advance the scepter, a fellow music theory student was completely transformed into a monster that couldn't live without blood. Although it has not been purified, it is kept in this underground facility like a dog, fighting for the corpses of homeless people every day. If it complains at all, it will be thrown out to bask in the sun by the teacher who has a sudden change of heart, and be burned to ashes.
They didn't dare to complain against Samuel, but Ye Qingxuan dared to mock him even for a mere blood bag, so he couldn't help but get angry and took out a scalpel:
"Show off your mouth skills, right? I'll open it up a little for you so you can speak louder!"
Before he finished speaking, the scalpel cruelly cut open the corner of Ye Qingxuan's mouth, tearing open a large crack. The sad and abnormal wound extended to the side of his cheek.
Blood gushed out.
Ye Qingxuan did not scream, but looked at the two of them with an enlarged "smile". The eyes of the two people had turned blood red.
After being transformed into vampires, blood, especially the blood of musicians, has a fatal attraction for them. If the blood of ordinary people is food, then the blood of musicians is a panacea for them, the only way to increase their abilities. What's more, this is the blood of heaven and humans that even the real Moon Spirit Elder Laura covets.
Quintus's eyes turned red. Regardless of his previous promise, he pounced directly on Ye Qingxuan's neck and sucked on it.
"Don't be anxious, drink slowly." Ye Qingxuan gently comforted: "Don't choke."
Nino was furious and was about to go up and grab Quintus when he heard a scream.
As if he drank hot iron juice instead of blood, Quintus suddenly jumped up from Ye Qingxuan's body, staggered back, and let out a piercing scream.
On his face, Ye Qingxuan's blood stains glowed with soft moonlight, but the skin scorched and scorched, quickly rotted, dehydrated, and turned into a ball of coke.
The blood swallowed in his belly spread to all sides, causing the pain of being burned in a furnace. In the severe pain, Quintus ignored his own body and tore his chest apart with his sharp claws, trying to fish out the blood that entered his abdomen. However, he saw that his internal organs withered under the corrosion of the "poisonous" blood. ash.
"Nino, save me! Save me!"
He screamed, rolling on the ground wildly, scratching at his body. Nino quickly backed away as if he had seen a ghost. Before long, Quintus turned into a charred mummy and could no longer move.
"Is your appetite so small?"
Ye Qingxuan watched Quintus' miserable situation with cold eyes, and couldn't help but whistle: "Then eat less, it won't be good if you suffocate to death."
Suck your own blood
joke.
The blood of the gods itself conceives music theory, and after being integrated into the Moonlight Chapter and the Philosopher's Stone, it has extremely lethal power against monsters.
Unless, like supplying Lola, he willingly absorbs the moonlight in his blood, and the drinker knows how to resolve the music theory of the same origin, do you want to drink your own blood
It would be better to drink rat poison and commit suicide.
Under the blood stains, the wound at the corner of his mouth closed quickly and healed quickly. Soon, only a thin wound was left, and the original miserable condition could not be seen at all.
boom!
The ones in the operating room were torn apart.
"what happened!"
An old and decaying figure walked in, accompanied by several panic-stricken young people. First he saw Quintus who died tragically on the ground. The old man with no hair or beard suddenly exuded a cold and bone-chilling murderous intent.
Soon, they saw Ye Qingxuan on the operating table.
When those young people smelled blood, their eyes suddenly turned red, and they eagerly wanted to move forward, but they were afraid of the teacher's majesty and did not dare to move.
Seeing the tragic situation of Quintus and the panicked look on Nino's face, Samuel, whose appearance changed drastically, understood what was going on, and his eyes became extremely cold.
"Teacher, it's none of my business!" Nino exclaimed, "It's all Quintus! He wants to seduce the blood slave that Lord Ludovic gave to the teacher!"
"Nino, you have really grown up..."
Samuel looked at Nino coldly and laughed strangely: "I even dare to steal the things given to me by Lord Ludovic."
Nino's expression changed drastically, and he suddenly rushed out of the door, trying to escape. But Samuel snorted coldly, and he fell to the ground, screaming, writhing in pain, scratching his body, almost exposing his miserable bones.
The blood vessels all over his body bulged, releasing a dazzling light. Soon, a scarlet color flew out from his heart, taking away all the blood purification from him and returning it to Samuel's hands.
At this time, Nino was motionless, breathing out but not in, and he was already dying.
Behind Samuel, the remaining disciples remained silent and did not dare to move.
"Are you Ye Qingxuan?"
Samuel stood in front of the operating table, staring at his face. The old and strange face looked like he was smiling. It was so ridiculous that it made people feel sick: "I have heard about it for a long time. It seems that it is indeed worthy of the name. I just got it done right after I came here." Two of my students died..."
"Hey, you obviously killed one of them yourself, okay?" Ye Qingxuan corrected him coldly: "And they jumped on me to suck my blood, so you can't blame me, right?"
"You have such a sharp mouth, it's a pity to become a blood slave monster like a walking zombie."
Samuel smiled strangely: "Don't worry, I will train you to be my most outstanding descendant. With the music theory and the blood of heaven and man in your body, my scepter will be more perfect..."
"You all, get out."
Samuel turned around and ordered the disciples: "No one is allowed to come in without my order."
Soon, silence returned to the operating room.
Samuel held up the blood drawn from Nino's body. The blood was shining brightly, illuminating Ye Qingxuan's face. He smiled strangely: "Waste is waste. It's just right to die. The blood of the extracted elements can be used to cultivate you."
Ye Qingxuan asked: "You don't expect me to be a filial son and grandson after doing such a thing like you, do you?"
"Don't worry, you will."
Samuel smiled strangely: "I will let you do it."
Before he finished speaking, the blood in his hand boiled up like a living snake and penetrated into the wound on his neck. The elemental blood extracted by Samuel himself travels through the arteries and spreads throughout the body in an instant.
The music theory contained in it unfolded in an attempt to modify Ye Qingxuan's physique and body and transform him... But before it could take effect, Samuel's expression suddenly changed.
He could no longer feel the elemental blood injected into Ye Qingxuan's body, as if it had completely disappeared.
In the silence, Ye Qingxuan farted for some reason.
stench.
"Excuse me."
He smiled awkwardly: "Indigestion."
"… I see."
Samuel looked at him coldly: "The inherited music theory of the Blood of Heaven and Man, is this what you rely on? I made a miscalculation."
Ye Qingxuan smiled and said nothing.
Samuel raised a sharp knife and stabbed it into Ye Qingxuan's heart. Blood spurted out and fell on Samuel's body, making a hissing sound, but was rejected by the music theory in his body.
The blood of the gods, which is very poisonous to the vampires, is released, like a small fountain.
Reflecting Ye Qingxuan's pale face from blood loss, Samuel smiled sharply: "Don't worry, after your blood is drained, I will grant you rebirth."
But the next moment, the gushing blood seemed to be alive, flowing back and returning to Ye Qingxuan's chest, making his face return to rosy and healthy.
Samuel froze, drew his knife, and stabbed him again.
Blood flows out, blood is withdrawn, and blood coagulates.
Stab again, it's useless, prick again, it's useless... Keep pricking Ye Qingxuan's heart like a sieve, until in the end, only an awkward silence is left.
Samuel's face was ashen.
“…”
Ye Qingxuan looked at him sympathetically: "I may be a homebody and don't want to move. Why don't you find another way?"
"presumptuous!"
The terrifying ether fluctuations suddenly burst out, almost suffocating Ye Qingxuan.
The strange scepter was suspended above Samuel's head, emitting a rich blood light. Wherever the light shone, Ye Qingxuan's skin tingled.
Although he failed to advance the scepter and was turned into this bloodthirsty monster by the scepter, Samuel was finally transformed and fully adapted to the terrifying ability of the scepter. His power was by no means comparable to that of an ordinary master.
Ye Qingxuan didn't resist, he just raised his chin and exposed his neck: "How about you suck it yourself and see?"
In the wound on the neck, the blood glowed with a metallic light like mercury.
Samuel looked at his blood with fear, and soon he couldn't help but sneer: "It seems that you think I really have nothing to do with you... Then, let's change to a simpler and more crude transformation method!"
Before he finished speaking, the phantom of the scepter suddenly erupted with dazzling blood, pouring into the top of Samuel's head, while the thick blood poured out of his mouth and nose, rushing in the air, and rushed towards Ye Qingxuan His facial features burrowed into it like earthworms.
Samuel's elemental blood is the same as the blood of gods and humans, both incorporating music theory into the blood for inheritance. It's just that the elemental blood will turn the host into a monster like him.
If you can't suck blood or corrode it through blood, then it's better to use music theory to corrode and transform it directly!
In just a few minutes, Ye Qingxuan had revealed terrifying potential that made his heart palpitate.
What a talented person!
The purifying music theory in his blood is indeed terrifying, but the surging vitality and other powers contained in it will definitely make Samuel's power skyrocket again, and even repair the alienated scepter, giving him hope of getting rid of blood-sucking impulses and not being afraid of the sun.
He has made up his mind to completely transform Ye Qingxuan even if he consumes his original energy. Once the transformation is complete, this body can be used to make his new body.
In the etheric shackles, Ye Qingxuan was defenseless and without any resistance, he could only let Samuel's scepter music theory pour into his body.
Then, sigh softly.
"What a pity. If I were you, I wouldn't do such a stupid thing..."
Before he finished speaking, Samuel's expression suddenly changed.
He felt that the power rising from Ye Qingxuan's body skyrocketed from nothingness in an instant, broke through the resonance, rose, surpassed the interference, continued to rise, surpassed the description in the rumors, broke through the limit of the interference level in one fell swoop, and stepped into Distortion level field.
The majestic heart music circulates, and the melody of the internal organs bursts out with vibrations that can be matched to the same beat. The ladder to heaven emerges from it, spanning the seven systems, running the majestic melody, and expands again.
In the blink of an eye, the small source in the ether sea responded to the melody and cast a majestic power. The light and shadow of the substantial etheric sea emerged from around him.
Using this as a fulcrum, Ye Qingxuan's power exceeded the limit of the distortion level, and he boldly entered the realm of the master!
And Samuel's eyes were about to pop out.
impossible! ! !
This, how, could he, damn, be able to!
He, he, he... Didn't he just step into the resonance level a month ago
In just one month, he broke through resonance, interference, and distortion, and stepped into the realm of a master
Just one month!
One month!
In his panic, he even ignored that Ye Qingxuan was shackles of the ether lock and could mobilize the ether without any induction.
Only hearing a crisp shattering sound all over Ye Qingxuan's body, he turned over and stood up.
I don’t know when the layers of shackles around me have been pried open!
With a flick of his wrist, the silver table knife hidden in his sleeve during lunch was held in his hand and stabbed down suddenly.
There was a crisp popping sound, which penetrated the bald head and penetrated deeply into the brain.
Samuel screamed.
Amidst the competition and erosion of music theory, Ye Qingxuan's face shrouded in blood evoked a cold smile:
"First... let's brainwash!"