Chapter 17: What are vampires called if they don't suck blood!
Pushing open the rusty door and walking through the eerie corridor, the young man, who was moving slowly for some reason, saw something very familiar.
A massive black cocoon, about two meters high, had fallen on the hard black marble floor, and there was a terrible wound on the front that could be seen at a glance as being violently torn open. Then the dim light of the fire could faintly make out the gap inside as if it had been hollowed out like a hollowed-out humanoid outline, which aroused the curiosity of the boy.
Of course, it may be an excuse for oneself just because they dare not face the possible emptiness of despair.
"Ah, isn't this a 'cocoon' I left behind?"
Squatting on the ground, the boy curiously poked his fingers at the strange black wreckage, and the cold and hard touch came from his fingertips, making the boy frown.
"It was water at the beginning, but now why is it steel? β
The boy's keen vision spotted the filaments at the fracture, curled up there like hair that had been forcefully torn off.
Curiosity prompted Wang to break off a slender steel wire, the tiny thread that was almost dissolved into the black background, and if it weren't for the boy's skin tone, it would probably have been ignored.
"Why is it steel to me, but a soft and warm cocoon to Fran?
The indignant boy pinched the ends of the silk thread and pulled it hard.
"Whew-"
The sharp steel wire cut the young man's fingers into deep wounds, and the body that even the Demon Sword of the World Destroying could not cut through was easily penetrated by the black silk thread, which made the young man couldn't help but be surprised.
The wound that crossed half of his finger did not attract the boy's attention, and the rapidly healing finger carefully picked up the silk thread that had fallen to the ground in surprise, and the boy's expression became even more pleasant.
"Ha, it's such a good thing, why didn't you notice it before?"
The boy grabbed the huge black callus on the ground, carried it on his shoulders like a porter, and raised his legs to the thorny road. The flaming thorns that had brought the boy endless pain were now spontaneously and respectfully retreating before the eyes of Wang Hui, and like Moses dividing the sea, a path was carved out of the boundless thorn bushes that only one person could pass through.
Turning his head to look at the decaying gate, as if he had gained confidence from it, the boy turned his head, smiled fearlessly, and stepped out firmly.
If that hollow darkness of despair is really inside me...... There's no need to be afraid, there's already something to fill in that void now, isn't there?
The palm of the human hand gently patted the photo in his arms, and in the boundless sea of thorns, the boy smiled warmly.
I'm not alone.
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In the darkness with no end in sight, or no end at all, the boy carefully hung the picture in a huge frame on the invisible wall, took a few steps back and sat down on the pitch-black steel throne transformed from a cocoon, and examined the only color in his heart with satisfaction.
With the sound of steel blasting, the flaming thorns that should not have appeared here suddenly broke through the pitch-black steel, binding the boy's body to the throne, and the burning thorns pierced into the flesh, making the boy unable to move, only a pair of dark eyes looked at the scene in front of him with satisfaction and happiness.
"Fran ......"
The young man's wrist, which was locked by the thorns, moved, and the scarlet silk thread on the wrist was connected to the other person's heart, unable to break.
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The eternal bright red young moon and the perfect and dashing servant quietly waited for Flandrew's awakening, looking at the sleeping little girl on the bed, Sixteen Night Sakuya's hand holding the cold heart tightened unconsciously.
Perhaps because of the long period of separation from the body, the dead heart of the young man does not have a slippery and disgusting touch, if you ignore its shape, it is like holding a cold ball of rubber.
The oppressive atmosphere made the head maid a little anxious, although she didn't show it on her face, but her mind was already cranky. The cold feeling of the heart in his hand came, calming the girl's mood.
Mr. Wang Huang doesn't know what is going on now, he said that if his heart is not bad, he will not die, so he should be fine now...... Even my heart is warm, so I'm going to be fine.
Wait, lukewarm?
The originally cold and dead heart was now heating up rapidly, and the hot temperature even made the head maid feel a little pain. The only wreckage of the boy was beating rapidly, and the air around him was hot and dry by the violent movement, and the faint energy remaining in his heart exploded completely at this moment!
"This ...... What's going on!"
The sudden change surprised the head maid a little, but it was only surprise. The perfect maid endured the burning sensation in her palm, waiting for the boy's return.
"Poof"
The stabbing pain from the wrist caused Sixteen Nights to bow her head in surprise, and on the young man's heart, the originally broken blood vessels had been restored, piercing into the arteries in the maid's wrist, slowly drawing blood.
The maid's silver eyes were full of surprise, because she didn't know whether it was due to Wang Yu's own will or the residual desire to hunt, the maid chief stopped time, ready to retrieve the stored blood to replace her own.
It doesn't hurt, but it's a strange feeling to watch your blood being drawn.
In the gray world, the head maid carefully pinched the vein that connected her to the boy, ready to pull it out.
The girl's jade fingers twisted the blood vessels that kept drawing her own blood, and pulled hard-
Nothing worked, the scarlet veins were still firmly tied to the girl, and the hot heart was still beating.
"This ...... How is it possible?, and I can still be active in my 'world'?!"
The first time the proud skill was cracked, the girl's not so calm state of mind suddenly rippled, without the accumulation of time, the disadvantages brought by the human body made Sixteen Nights Sakuya couldn't help but panic.
When the girl panicked, the speed at which Wang Hao's heart drew blood suddenly accelerated. The massive blood loss caused the head maid, who was still human, to feel dizzy.
Then the colors returned to the world, and the frozen time began to flow again, and the silver-haired chief maid clutched the remains of the boy in her hands, unconscious.
The blood vessels that had pierced into Sixteen Nightsakiya's body had long since been withdrawn, and the heart made of flesh and blood was now as crystal clear as red crystal, emitting a scarlet blinding light, making the Crimson Demon can't help but close his eyes.
The light dissipated, and the boy miraculously appeared beside the head maid. His long black hair was scattered in front of his forehead, and his eyes were closed, unresponsive to the outside world. The skin was still as white as bones, the claws were still sharp as knives, and nothing in the dream was brought to reality.
And the point is, no clothes.
After a long period of inability to see, humans will instinctively observe carefully once they get the light, and this principle also applies to creatures that humans call "vampires" and call themselves "blood clans".
Therefore, before the brain could react, the eternal bright red young moon had already seen the young man's naked body.
"Babble, babble, ββββββ!!"
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"I'm so sorry!
With long black hair hanging down on the ground, the young man in a scarlet costume shouted in the most sincere voice, in exchange for the rare embarrassed smile of the maid chief and the disdainful snort of the eldest lady.
"Get up, my deacon of the Red Devil Pavilion should not have such a groveling look. β
Although the mood was still very unhappy, Remilia did not continue to blame the boy who presented the "tiger landing pose", but let him stand up.
The black-haired boy raised his head and cautiously peeked into the expressions of the hall master and the silver-haired maid through the gap in his long hair, and only after finding that they were indeed no longer angry did he quickly stand up, and an embarrassed smile appeared on his face more ruddy than before, and his dark eyes dodged the sight of the master and servant in front of him.
Although he said that he was innocent, just soiling the eldest lady's eyes was enough to constitute a capital crime. Not to mention that he also extracted one-third of the blood of the perfect maid chief, which really made Wang Hao, who had always considered himself a gentleman, feel ashamed from the heart.
Moreover, what is the use of extrapolating that it is unconscious? What is the purpose of reimu when it is useful to explain it! Questions and answers are useless!
The act of being locked by Gangnir caused the boy's body to be alarmed, and the critical voice that resounded through his soul woke Wang Yu from his slumber, and looking at the meteor spear that was already close at hand, the boy inadvertently used the power he had just gained, and it took half of his body's blood to escape.
Even so, she was still cleaned up by the angry eldest lady. If it weren't for the unreasonable recovery ability, the teenager might have to recuperate for a while before recovering.
Thinking of this, Wang Hao touched his chest with palpitations.
There's been a hole in the hole here, and I don't want another shot in a day!
Wang Yu forcibly pressed down the shame and embarrassment churning in his heart, and forced himself to look directly into the silver eyes of the head maid, and his sincere eyes were full of apologies.
"It's okay, I'm fine, Mr. Wang. And it's not your intention, and you don't need to be ashamed of it. β
The head maid, who had never been looked at with such apologetic gaze, was a little panicked, and could only comfort the young man awkwardly, which made Wang Yu even more ashamed.
The eternal bright red young moon snorted softly, interrupting the silent communication between the two. The noble demon lord looked at the young man, although he was looking up, but Wang Yu felt that he was the short party, this was the gaze of the noble, arrogant and noble.
"My deacon, you have done a good job this time, and you have officially received my approval. When you're strong enough to bring glory to the Red Devils, I'll give you a banquet as a gift for your appointment. Now you ...... I have to say, it's too weak. β
The boy nodded yes with a perfect smile on his face.
Although the little girl's heart image world has the combat power of a monster, the boy in reality is still the newborn blood clan that is useless except that it is not easy to die.
"However, to be able to obtain the approval of the treasure with such strength, or let it come to the door spontaneously, it is really worthy of being the deacon of my Red Devil Pavilion. β
His gaze slid down, and the Demon Lord's crimson eyes stared at the young man's fine clothes, a hint of appreciation and subtle jealousy in his eyes.
Although the Ridiculous Lock is not very famous in Norse mythology, it is a chain that can be bound even by the Sky Swallowing Demon Wolf who killed Odin, and it is really surprising that he took the initiative to recognize this newborn alien race.
Remilia gave a deep look at the smiling boy and nodded secretly.
is worthy of the person introduced by Yakumo Zi, and he really has something extraordinary.
"So, you're going to be with Fran in the basement first, do you have any objections?"
"Of course not, honorable master. Your decisions are wise. β
The dark-haired teenager bent deeply until the heavy door slowly closed.
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I said that the difference between the 278 collection and the 185 recommendation is really a bit big, right?