Chapter 346: Blood Plague (Subscribe)
underground,
Where the blood pool is.
At this time, the blood pool had no more replenishment and only a shallow layer remained.
The air was filled with a strong smell of blood, and a naked man with a seductive appearance was immersed in it.
However, looking at the pool of blood that only reached his calves, his face became uglier and uglier. From time to time, he seemed to remember something, gritting his teeth with a ferocious expression.
At a certain moment, he suddenly raised his head and looked towards the corridor.
There, a figure stumbled in, his gray windbreaker was tattered and hung on his body like a strip of cloth, and it was stained with blood and dust.
He stumbled and fell to the ground. His already pale face became even paler, and his breath dropped sharply.
"Master, Master, save me! Save me!"
The enchanting vampire sat up, his expression grim. "Not only did you fail to bring back the pure girl I wanted, you also used a forbidden technique. Has anyone noticed?"
"Outside, outside..."
Before he could finish his words, the blood servant's voice became inaudible.
The enchanting vampire's face looked grim, but he still raised his hand, and a blood light appeared, holding a ball of blood in the blood pool, and sank into the blood servant's body.
With the nourishment of blood, the blood servant's complexion looked much better, but it was still not enough.
Tilting his head slightly, he summoned another ball of blood before he stabilized the blood servant's breath.
Finally, he even cut his skin, squeezed out a drop of blood, and threw it into the blood servant's mouth.
At this moment, the blood servant finally recovered. He looked up at his master and said with a sad face, "Master, Master, a net has been set up outside, waiting for us to get out!"
"Please tell me clearly, what exactly is going on?"
The blood servant struggled to stand up, rummaged in his pocket, and finally took out a bloodstained newspaper.
Even in such a fierce battle, he carefully protected the newspaper. Upon closer inspection, there was not much damage.
The enchanting vampire raised his head slightly and saw the image of Luo Yi standing on the balcony and giving a speech in the newspaper.
Although the black and white photo is somewhat distorted, the aura of the superior is fully displayed.
Looking at the photo, the seductive man's expression turned extremely ugly, and he even gritted his teeth: "This is the person who ruined my good thing that day!"
"If I remember correctly, the woman's name was Luo Yi!"
He was proud and powerful. Although he came to complete the mission, he didn't even bother to investigate this small place too much.
He only had a cursory understanding of Linda's situation. Even the name "Loy" came from Mrs. Linda's shallow memory.
The blood servant knew his master's style of doing things and quickly introduced him: "Loy Raymond, the Earl of the Norman Duchy, is a good friend of Gary Mills and the woman we want to capture.
They must have deep interests entangled and have a very close relationship with each other."
"Speaking of this, the young master may not have much of a sense of reality, but the Roy Fitz Magic Energy Group was founded by him!"
Upon hearing this, the enchanting vampire suddenly looked up: "Such a huge industry, actually belongs to him?"
"He is the largest shareholder and holds absolute control. Moreover, he achieved all this in less than three years."
"According to the newspaper, he came back this time to invest in a project, but ended up meeting a good friend and, unfortunately, ran into the young master."
"No wonder, no wonder he has powerful fourth-level natural disaster masters as guards, and his own fighting spirit is of such high quality!"
"If that's the case, I'm really unlucky!"
The enchanting vampire murmured this, and then his gaze fell on the newspaper. Looking at Luo Yi's photo, he finally raised his noble hand, took the newspaper, and slowly unfolded it.
"You haven't told me what he did?"
His eyes quickly scanned the newspaper, and the Blood Servant's voice rang out at the right moment: "I don't know how he did it, but he actually convinced the Police Department, the Magic Academy, the Seventh Mixed Legion, the Church of the Seven Gods, and even the entire city of Auckland."
"They are searching for us, under the pretext of kidnapping young girls."
As he said this, the blood servant couldn't help but mutter, "I told you, I'm going on a mission, you shouldn't be so high-profile..."
His voice became smaller and smaller, because it was visibly seen that the expression of the seductive vampire was getting worse and worse.
The hand holding the newspaper became tighter and tighter, even crumpling the edges into a ball. The blue veins on his pale palm were bulging, and it was obvious that he was extremely angry.
But even so, he still gritted his teeth and said, "Just a mob!"
The blood servant hesitated to speak. He wanted to say something but didn't dare to open his mouth.
But in the end, thinking about the trap-like arrangement outside, he gritted his teeth and said, "Master, this time is different!"
"The first team I encountered was a group of second-level leaders, including magic lancers, knights, temple guards, and priests. They worked together very well, and I couldn't break through.
In just three to five minutes, a third-level transcendent appeared. If I hadn't used the forbidden technique, I'm afraid I wouldn't have been able to come back."
"And such teams, it is said, are spread all over the city of Auckland."
The enchanting vampire's gaze finally shifted from the newspaper. He stared fiercely at the blood servant and asked, "What do you mean?"
The blood servant shrank back even more, but he still mustered up the courage and said, "Master, this mission has failed.
Otherwise, let’s go!”
"Leave? Are you asking me to escape?"
The enchanting vampire was in a trance for a moment, and was immediately filled with murderous intent. The real murderous intent, with the cold pressure of a high-level bloodline, directly made the blood servant kneel on the ground.
At this moment, the blood servant was really panicked, and he hurriedly explained: "Master, Master, I really can't stay in Auckland City now.
But we don’t need to waste time here!”
“Our mission is to capture that woman, as long as we find the opportunity.
Their search won't last long, and that woman isn't always accompanied by a Level 4 Calamity. We have plenty of opportunities."
"Are you sure that the woman doesn't have a way to contact Gary? If the news leaks, Gary Mills will definitely carry out his plan?
If something goes wrong, what do you think my father will say about me? And how will my brothers and sisters laugh at me?
"Most importantly, I am the noble Toredor, one of the Thirteen Blood Clans. How could I possibly admit defeat so easily?"
The series of rhetorical questions from the enchanting vampire left the blood servant speechless.
Ever since the Sun God unified the faith of the Old World and expelled foreign races, the vampires have not had an easy time.
On the surface, they have lost their territory, so naturally, they have much fewer resources, so the competition within the vampire clan is quite fierce.
This mission was relatively simple and easy, after all, he was only facing a second-level potion master.
But what if this all goes wrong?
That would definitely leave a bad impression in front of those vampire dukes!!
This is something the enchanting vampires absolutely don't want to see!
Of course, the last sentence is pure political correctness. It’s just bragging, so just ignore it.
The blood servant had no choice but to ask: "Then what are you going to do, young master?"
The charming vampire was silent for a moment, with a look of confusion and ruthlessness on his face. Finally, he raised his hand and clenched it. The ring on his ring finger burst into blood light, and a small bottle fell from mid-air.
The vial was the size of a baby's fist, and inside was boiling red mist that kept changing its shape.
If you look closely, it seems like there are countless tiny insects crawling around that are invisible to the naked eye!
"Blood, blood, blood, plague!"
The blood servant could hardly speak clearly. He looked at the small bottle and then at his young master, his eyes full of shock.
After a long while, he finally reacted and immediately shook his head like a rattle: "Master, this kind of thing must not be used, absolutely not.
If uncontrollable consequences were to occur, I'm afraid everyone in Auckland would be wiped out."
"It doesn't matter if they die, but the Habsburg Empire will go crazy. By then, it's possible that a war between the clans and the empire will ignite, and the impact will be far-reaching.
We cannot afford the consequences!"
"No!"
"How could it not be?! The Hohenzollern royal family is famous for..."
"I said, no!"
The enchanting vampire suddenly raised her voice, completely drowning out the blood servant's chatter.
Seeing the blood servant pause, he slowed down his tone and said, "You are just a blood servant. There are many things you don't know, so I said no!"
Having said that, he looked at the bottle in his hand again and said softly, "They forced me to do this!"
Before he finished speaking, he raised his hand and threw the bottle, and saw it draw an arc and landed in front of the blood servant.
The blood servant was startled and caught it in a panic. As a dark creature with extremely high agility, he was so scared that his face turned pale.
The voice of the enchanting vampire clan came faintly: "When the time comes, we will act separately. Wait for me to entangle the fourth-level strongman of the Thunder System.
Find a crowded place and release this blood plague!"
"They've laid a tight net. I'll fill the city with blood-sucking zombies. Then, I'll take advantage of the chaos to snatch that woman away and quickly evacuate."
"This plan is perfect!"
The blood servant held the bottle in both hands with a bitter look on his face, wanting to say something but not daring to.
In the end, he could only praise against his will: "Young Master is wise!"
…
On the other side,
West of the city, Rose Street, Manor No. 1.
Teams led by police gathered from all directions and surrounded the manor tightly.
On the high ground around them, the magic gunners took up their positions, pointed their magic rifles into the distance, began to adjust their breathing, and search for the enemy.
Loy walked over with Oliveira, his expression looking a little ugly.
He looked at Colonel Enzo Paxson beside him and couldn't help asking, "Are you sure it's here?"
There are many leaders in Oakland City, but only a few of them are truly capable of going to the battlefield in person.
For example, Archon Ned Petrovich was not even a professional, and he had to be protected by troops when he arrived.
In fact, in the battlefield of a fourth-level natural disaster, the aftermath alone can kill people. If you don’t have the strength of a second-level or above, it’s best not to move forward.
So, in the end, it was Colonel Enzo Paxson who came.
Although the commander of the Seventh Mixed Legion is best at battle command and artillery bombardment, his own strength has reached the peak of the third level, and he is also a dual-professional knight and magic gunner.
It is more than enough to protect yourself.
It is worth mentioning that at this stage, artillery does not actually have much auxiliary computing equipment, and aiming depends entirely on calculation.
The mathematics involved even reaches the level of calculus.
Therefore, artillery is a truly technical branch of the military, and one must have a very high IQ to be able to play it well.
Seeing the complicated look in Luo Yi's eyes, Colonel Enzo looked at the manor, then looked at Luo Yi and asked, "So, you know the owner of this place?"
“Sir Carl Bratt, although I can’t be considered a close friend, I am an acquaintance and we have business dealings.
Was he persecuted?"
"Based on the current investigation, it's really not!"
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