Deep in the streets where vampires live, Quentin entered first and blended into a tavern filled with the smell of blood without any sense of incongruity, and successfully struck up a conversation with another vampire guest in the store.
Just as they were talking about the elemental spirits that seemed to be appearing in the nearby sea, there was a sudden commotion in the store. In the dim light and shadow, many vampires stood up excitedly and strode out. Some even knocked over the wine glasses in their hands. With the sound of breaking glass, fresh blood spilled all over the floor.
Quentin was alert: "What's wrong?"
His new friend Loren sneered with contempt: "Oh, a bunch of miserable guys driven by desire, don't pay too much attention to them." After saying that, he silently swallowed his saliva. What's that smell? Why does it smell so good and taste so good?
Quentin saw his nostrils flaring imperceptibly and suddenly realized something. The scent that permeated the space... wasn't it the smell of Ash?
This is the street that Sigourney and Ash also walked on?
Did you just come in? But even the strong smell of blood in the store couldn't cover up Ash's scent.
For vampires, it is comparable to the best drug.
After many days of hard work, Quentin finally developed a little resistance to Ash's aura.
But that’s not necessarily the case with the vampires here.
They have no reason to be patient.
Almost in the blink of an eye, this tavern that served blood of various flavors was almost empty.
"You're not going?" Quentin asked Lauren.
Loren raised his head proudly. "What's the difference between a guy controlled by his body's instincts and a crude orc?" He lowered his voice and said, "It's impossible for a human to come to this street alone. Someone must have brought him in. Anyone who dares to bring such a delicious human in must be very capable."
He waved his hand and quietly swallowed his saliva. He was so greedy that he couldn't help but pick up the wine glass and drink a mouthful of blood. Then he suppressed his impulse and said, "Let's continue talking about the elemental elves. I plan to go to that sea area tomorrow and the day after tomorrow to look for clues. If I can catch an elemental elf and sell it, it will be enough food for me for ten years."
The young vampire with a gloomy and handsome face held out his hand to Quentin: "Are you going? I need a helper."
Quentin said, "Go."
While they were discussing the details, news of the battle on the street quickly came in.
It is said that the vampire who owns that delicious blood slave is a vampire of extremely high bloodline, probably at the level of a blood clan elder, and no one here can defeat him.
It is said that all the vampires who went to snatch food were no match for the enemy and were severely punished.
It is said that the powerful vampire, along with his blood slaves, entered the residence of the elf Fabio...
"Elf Fabio?" Quentin remembered Sigourney saying that he was going to find his friend. Is this Sigourney's friend in this world?
Loren was surprised: "You don't know him?"
Quentin: "..." Don't you know it's weird? He looked gloomy, "I never care about the elves!"
His answer made Loren's eyes light up. It was obviously very much to his liking. He felt that the friend he met in the tavern today was really something he regretted not meeting earlier, from head to toe.
"That's right. There's nothing to talk about with the elves." He sneered, "Quentin, let me tell you, Fabio..."
He started gossiping about Fabio the Elf.
Quentin also listened with great interest.
On this side, after Sigourney taught a group of tactless vampires a lesson, he slightly lifted his hood towards the elf upstairs so that the other party could see his appearance clearly.
"Fabio, open the door," he said casually.
"It's you?" Fabio laughed, "Okay, come in."
The wooden door of the apartment next to the street opened silently, like a welcoming ceremony.
Sigourney led Ash inside with familiarity and went straight to the garden balcony on the second floor, where a wide variety of shade-loving plants were planted, probably to match the dark environment created artificially all year round on this street.
The plants grow quite lushly, and many of them emit a faint night light.
Surrounded by plants, the forest elf Fabio was half lying on a rocking chair made of vines. His long dark green hair almost blended with the vines. He looked extremely relaxed and comfortable.
If he ignored the fact that this was a vampire settlement, then he would look like he was in a vast forest.
Seeing Sigourney coming up, he didn't stand up, but pointed to the vines on the other side, indicating that Sigourney could sit there.
Ash sat down next to Sigourney, and just as he sat down, he heard Fabio drawl lazily, "So you're still alive."
Sigourney replied coldly: "Aren't you dead too?"
Fabio laughed. "Well, what do you want to know?"
"What is the holy land? What is the Glory Day?" Sigourney got straight to the point after hearing both terms from the mermaid guards.
This is probably a common sense question that everyone knows, but Fabio didn't ask anything. He just gave Sigourney the information she asked.
"The story begins about ten years ago..."
At that time, the top leaders of the parliament made a prophecy.
It is said that somewhere in this world, there is a key to control the world.
The predicted location is a small village by the sea.
After further investigation, they were shocked to find that this village was actually a core stronghold of the Freedom Alliance.
It’s easy to guess what will happen next.
The Freedom Alliance had always been destroying wherever they found it, not to mention that they were occupying the land of prophecy.
So the parliament mobilized a large army of magical creatures, launched a lightning-fast raid overnight, and destroyed the stronghold of the Free Alliance.
Take the Land of Prophecy into your hands.
"The so-called holy land is the former base of the Freedom Alliance," Fabio said, "As for the Day of Glory..."
He gave a mocking look.
"The original prophecy only defined a certain area, saying that the key to controlling the world lies in this area. But that area is not big, nor is it small. It used to be a village with houses, various furniture, trees, grass, and so many people. So what do you think the key is?"
"No one knows." Fabio smiled lazily, "Besides, even if the key is found, which race does it belong to?"
“So there was a glory day.”
The Council of Magical Creatures established a rule.
The holy place is opened once a year.
On the day of the opening, each major race will send their own representatives to enter at the same time and select an item from the holy land to take out.
Whether the selected item is the key or not depends on your ability and luck.
During the closure of the holy site, no race was allowed to enter, and the guards were from various races who supervised each other.
During this period, the major races will not be idle. They will study various methods to ensure that the next time they make a choice, they will not rely on luck or random guessing, but have a basis for it.
Of course, over the past decade or so, the major races have tried many methods, including reliable ones such as astrology, and unreliable ones such as arranging the luckiest guy in the tribe to choose the items... In short, many items have been brought out of the holy land, but none of them have been confirmed to be the "key".
Maybe the key has been taken out by them, but the person who took it out didn't know how to use it. Maybe the key is still lying quietly in a corner of the holy land waiting to be discovered... Who knows?
"The day the holy land is opened is the Glory Day." Fabio yawned. "The Glory Day has become the highlight of Iluv every year. It will be this year's Glory Day soon. How is your luck? If you are lucky, you may be favored by a certain race and enter the holy land to experience it yourself."
luck?
Signe glanced at Ash and stood up. "Thank you for the information. What potion do you need? I'll prepare it and send it to you."
"Same old, same old." Fabio waved his hand sleepily. "I won't see you off."
Sigourney nodded slightly and left the apartment with Ash.
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