It is a very dangerous thing to wake up the lord of the vampire city-state. If the lord of the city-state decides that the matter is not serious enough for him to wake up, he will immediately execute the waker.
The pale, wrinkle-free hand held a glass of red-purple viscous red wine, which was mixed with the blood of fifteen species of creatures. It could quickly revive the spirit of the owner of the hand, the lord of the city-state who had been sleeping for nine years, when he woke up.
The Lord of the city-state wore a red robe with golden shoulder decorations in the shape of bat wings. He sat on a high cold stone seat that had been idle for a long time. Hearing the secretary-general report the reason for waking him up, his elegant brows wrinkled slightly.
"I defeated seventy-one opponents in a row, twenty-three of them were the captains of the Golden Peng Guards. At most, I have some talent, and there is no need for me to wake up."
The Secretary-General said: "This person was unscathed in the seventy-one battles. It will be a matter of time to get through the ninety-nine people."
The Lord of the city-state said: "Oh? What did the Tao family say?"
The secretary-general said: "It was extremely perfunctory. They just said they were guests of the Tao family. According to my subordinates, they are Tao Chu who is approaching his awakening and want to seize a missing soldier as a gift."
The Lord of the city-state said: "Nonsense, Tao Chu said he could wake up when he woke up. This violates his oath to the council. Is there any strange phenomenon happening in the human world?"
The secretary-general said: "The devil of fire has come to the world."
The Lord of the city-state said: "That's right. The so-called guests should be the envoys from the human realm who came to borrow the lost soldiers. But I didn't expect that they would fall to the point of choosing a evil person."
The secretary-general said, "What should we do?"
The Lord of the city-state swung his wine glass: "I hate the domineering smell of the council elders."
He raised his head and poured all the blood in the cup into his mouth. After a moment, the very thin blood vessels shone under the skin of his neck, his throat bulged and bulged, and something was rising from his stomach.
A blood ball as big as a fist rose from his open mouth, as if the abyss had released a bloody sun that had been imprisoned for a long time.
The long white hair of the city-state lord was draped on the golden wings on his shoulders. The process of spitting out blood balls was not complicated, but it seemed to have sucked a lot of life force out of his body.
He stretched out his palm, and blood balls slowly fell on it.
Then there was a loud bang.
The blood that should have been viscous had completely solidified at some point, and the residue dried into powder as if it had been carbonized and scattered.
The last thing left in the palm of the city-state lord was a handful of thin blood sand and a golden key buried in the blood sand.
Although the secretary-general had already expected it, his heart still trembled when he saw the key.
Under the tall stone seat, a dark secret passage extends. The secretary-general holds a lantern to illuminate the path for the lord of the city-state.
The cold smell spread upwards from the depths of the ground, and even the Vampires with secret skills would feel a chill running through their bodies. The two of them walked down silently, as if they were walking along a long and deep throat towards this like-looking building. In the stomach of the monster-like vampire city-state.
After walking nearly a thousand steps, we reached the limit of the Secretary-General. There seemed to be thousands of ghost hands hidden in the darkness, pulling and entangled with his body like the wind, and like a dozen people lying on his back at the same time.
He didn't dare to turn his head and look, his whole body was as stiff as stone, and vague whispers sounded in his ears, which seemed to dissuade him from stopping, but also seemed to tempt him to continue moving forward.
"Wait for me here."
The lord of the city-state took the lantern from the secretary-general.
Once the hands were changed, the orange light source was immediately dyed and turned into blood red. The dark underground space suddenly became more terrifying and terrifying!
The lord of the city-state held the lantern high, and the blood-red light swirled out like streams of smoke. When he passed by the secretary-general, he could even see faces in the blood smoke. The blood smoke collided with the darkness around the secretary-general. , making a gurgling sound like cold water dripping on hot iron, as if it was repelling something.
Although the Secretary-General is still struggling to move forward, the pressure on his back has obviously been relieved a lot.
The Lord of the city-state held the lantern high and walked down. After less than thirty steps, he stepped onto a platform, which seemed to be a floating island out of thin air in the thick and thick darkness.
The three-story high door is tightly closed, and the door panels are densely covered with meticulously carved mysterious textures, exuding a mysterious protective power.
The lord of the city-state put his palm print in the middle of the crack of the door, and connected it with the other two palm prints already engraved on the door panel to form an equilateral triangle. The blood followed the palm of the lord of the city-state's hand and dyed red along the two sides of the triangle. Two palms, and then divide the blood flow from these two palms and apply it to the third side. When the entire triangular line was red and shiny, the gears at the door seemed to wake up from ancient times, slowly rotating and biting, and the closed door cracked a crack.
wind.
It was like a very thin giant knife came out from the crack in the door!
The blood threads intertwined into a light shield in front of the city-state lord, blocking the fatal cut from this blow.
The wind knife was scattered and turned into wisps floating into the darkness.
The secretary-general smelled that disturbing smell—it was the smell of death, and it must have been dead for at least a hundred years.
The door was pushed open by the lord of the city-state, and the space behind the disturbed door expressed dissatisfaction. There seemed to be some kind of rodent creature hiding in the darkness, as if it was attacking the lord of the city-state but did not dare to get close to the bloody light emitted by the lantern.
After fifteen steps.
A prison cell appeared ahead.
Every railing in the cell is made of gold, and the left and right ends disappear into the darkness, as if extending infinitely.
The lord of the city-state remained calm.
Whether it is the breathtaking underground steps or the wind knife behind the door, they are nothing compared to the runes engraved on the golden railing.
Decades ago, he recklessly held the railing with his hand, and the burn wound was still aching.
Behind the golden railing.
Containing a corpse.
The flesh has long shriveled up, like a layer of flesh membrane attached to the skeleton.
The limbs of the corpse were shackled, and long golden chains were tied to the wall engraved with huge runes.
The lord of the city-state accurately inserted the golden key into the keyhole, turned it to the left three times, pushed it in one more time, and then turned it to the right, and the cell door opened.
The lord of the city-state walked in.
The bloody light of the lantern is like the sun shining in the darkness.
The corpse opened its eyes.
It's still alive.
Its eyes were full of hatred, as if it was waiting for the most hated enemy in its life.
The lord of the city-state looked down at the corpse expressionlessly, and the lantern cast a bloody shadow on his face.
He lowered his bleeding palms as if giving alms.
The corpse went crazy, completely unable to resist the temptation of blood. The golden chain jingled as it was pulled by the crazy movements. The corpse lay like a dog at the feet of the lord of the city-state, catching the blood with its mouth.
Blood produces magical powers...
The originally shriveled body quickly became plump...
The golden chains buzzed and trembled, and the shackles that locked the limbs opened automatically...
The secretary-general stood on the steps and saw the lord of the city-state walking out from behind the huge door, followed by a person.
The light of the lantern illuminated the darkness, allowing the secretary-general to see more clearly. His scalp suddenly felt numb!
-The man following the lord of the city-state actually has a face exactly like the lord of the city-state!
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