Peaceful, serene.

There's even a tantalizing sweetness in the air.

Is this the smell of blood?

Nishizawa frowned slightly.

Not only him, but also Oliver, Laurent and other undead leaders also sensed that something was wrong hidden deep in the peace and serenity.

It's as if all life is silent.

It's like I'm afraid of something.

The vampire viscount turned his back to them and dug out his own parched heart.

"Awaken from your slumber, Lord Earl, your people are in great danger!" the vampire viscount feverishly sacrificed his heart towards the vast pool of blood.

With a pop, the heart sank into the pool of blood.

With the loss of his heart, the vampire viscount also rapidly aged.

This blood faction undead, who was originally a little handsome, became an old man with a gray beard and hair in the blink of an eye.

His aura also plummeted in the blink of an eye, and now he was afraid that it was no different from the undead of the boss class.

Nishizawa instinctively frowned.

As the heart sank into the pool of blood, there seemed to be an undercurrent surging beneath this peaceful pool of blood.

The vampire shuddered and turned, a smile of triumph rising into his face.

"The Earl is about to wake up, even if you are the heir of the undead emperor, you will be swallowed up in blood......"

After saying that, his body fell indifferently into a pool of blood like a fallen leaf.

It's like a drop of water, returning to the sea of its own.

There was even a great sense of belonging on his face.

When Nishizawa looked again, he found a line of text above the pool of blood.

[Vampire Count (Rusfan): Commander level 6, extraordinary qualifications. 】

[Innate ability: Incarnate blood pool. 】

[Acquired abilities: Braavos swordsmanship, blood shackle imprisonment, burning blood. 】

The Undead Monarch smacked his tongue.

Why is such a big pool of blood, and it's all the blood of this vampire count?

Nishizawa couldn't help but think that if this Rusfan traveled to the modern era, he would definitely be loved to death by the doctors and nurses at the blood donation station.

I can smoke thousands of cc every time, it's amazing!

"Heir of the Undead Emperor, you shouldn't disturb my slumber. "A magnetic, handsome voice that could be imagined just by hearing this voice suddenly sounded from the pool of blood.

With all his subordinates by his side, Nishizawa naturally can't show weakness.

He casually replied, "It is disrespectful to develop next to the Great Tomb and not report it, do you have any questions?"

The voice under the pool of blood immediately fell silent.

Nishizawa was beating a drum in his heart.

This guy shouldn't have a hard time, right?

I saw that his ability just now didn't seem to be able to kill people from afar, and his safety should still be greatly guaranteed.

All the Great Tomb undead are tensed on a string.

Of course, Celia wasn't among them, and she was even a little relaxed.

With her lord's level 2 strength, she didn't pay attention to the blood pool below at all.

Nishizawa is relaxed on the surface and tense inside.

It can't be helped, it's like this for us who are the bosses.

Even if you are panicked in your heart, you must be as stable as an old dog on the surface.

If the boss is panicking, won't the people below be even more panicked.

For a long time, just when Nishizawa couldn't hold it back, the voice suddenly sounded.

"If I surrender to the Great Tomb once more, will you, the son of the Undead Emperor Simon, be safe with the vampire dungeon?"

Nishizawa was stupid.

I've come to the door and killed all your people, and your strongest people even killed themselves to wake you up.

You don't even get angry at all, and you still want to reconcile with me, and turn big things into small things?

If I were you, I wouldn't be able to bear it!

"If the owner of the Great Sepulchre is worried about the death of those inferior servants, please do not mind," said a voice under the pool of blood, "those are just servants who have been called, and I apologize for their offense to the Great Sepulchre." ”

"It is their privilege to be endowed with an eternal death by the current owners of the Great Sepulpun," he continued, "and they will not be a stumbling block to the friendly relationship between the vampire dungeon and the Great Sepulp. ”

From beginning to end, the voice of the vampire Count Rusfan is calm and infectious, relatable.

Even the most rational negotiator is afraid that he will fall into it.

But Nishizawa only felt a chill all over his body.

Yes, a chill born from the depths of the heart.

The controller of this vampire dungeon didn't take his own people seriously at all.

He even used the word "they" to describe them.

Those vampire guards and barons who turned to ashes seemed to be just servants and miscellaneous servants in this huge vampire dungeon.

Just take care of the dungeon and sweep the ground while he is sleeping.

And when these vampires were killed in order to protect the vampire dungeon, Rusfan abandoned them like a piece of, and didn't even want to offend the big tomb of unknown strength because of "them".

If the vampire viscount with his heart showed was still alive and saw his lord say these words, how would he react?

Nishizawa took a deep breath and said calmly, "No other forces are allowed around the Great Tomb. ”

The voice under the pool of blood hesitated, "Then I can give up the vampire dungeon to join the Great Tomb and become a member of your command." ”

Nishizawa really wanted to look up to the sky and sigh now.

The Great Tomb absolutely never wants such a ghost.

Unscrupulous for the sake of yourself.

Even the lives of the clansmen are not in any consideration.

Such a selfish leader, no matter how good his qualifications and strength are, Nishizawa doesn't need it.

Nishizawa looked directly at the calm pool of blood and said majestically, "The Great Tomb needs loyal and capable subordinates, not selfish people who sacrifice the lives of their clansmen in exchange for stability. ”

"Now all I can give you is an eternal death like your people!"

Oliver and Laurent felt solemn in their hearts.

They looked up at the Undead Sovereign, feeling each other's stature grow taller and taller.

The noble qualities of the undead are shining!

Your Excellency is right!

The Great Tomb needs loyal and capable subordinates like us, not selfish people who sacrifice their people to preserve their own interests!

Even if you are strong, you don't deserve to be a part of the Great Grave.

In my heart, the pride and pride that belongs to the big tomb alone are like a seedling, gradually growing and sprouting.

Celia, who hadn't spoken much, couldn't help but tremble when she heard Nishizawa's words, and her beautiful eyes were slightly foggy.

She vaguely remembered that her father seemed to have said something like that.

The voices in the pool of blood fell silent again.

After a moment, he sighed faintly.

"Since you want me to die, I can only be forced to fight back. ”

The fishy sweet blood in the blood pool suddenly stirred, and there seemed to be a vortex in the center of the blood pool absorbing the blood.

This speed is fast, and the height of the blood pool seems to have dropped a little.

Then, a figure appeared on the surface of the blood pool.

A tall figure, a handsome face, and deep facial features like a knife and an axe.

He is also wearing a well-fitting tuxedo, like those nobles with ancient heritage and well-cultured.