Unlike the old and old train, the interior decoration is very luxurious.

A solemn-looking escort stood side by side at both ends of the corridor in the carriage.

Expensive cherry wood panels and polished gold furniture, the ceiling with orange light bulbs are modeled in the shape of an antique chandel candelabra, and the dancing flames on the top of the gold-plated electric lamps cast a warm yellow halo of warm yellow like candlelight on the inside of the train.

The group walked out of the car from the inside of the car towards the front door. A leather-clad Deathwalker led the way at the front, a loaded submachine gun held tightly to his chest. The Deathwalker was followed by Amelia's pretty, well-dressed attendants and maids, and Amelia, who was guarded in the middle and faithfully followed behind him.

This time, the Blood Council, or the members of the Vampire Witch Council, followed Amelia closely.

These people are all dressed in elegant clothing, and their whole body is decorated with intricate and ornate stripes, as well as medals and badges for their contributions. These things are indicative of their glorious status.

Among those who were able to walk by Amelia's side and keep up with her, as well as those who followed her, were old men who were absolutely loyal to Amelia. It is also the foundation and pillar for the Amelia family to reorganize the blood council to provide experience for those juniors and grasp the power.

The oldest and oldest of them had already participated in many awakening rituals a long time ago. Compared with those new councillors who participated in the awakening ceremony for the first time and had a bit of self-satisfaction and joy on their faces, they were much calmer and calmer.

For these old people, this time was just another awakening ritual as usual. There is no doubt that in their hearts, whether it is the awakening ceremony, or the first embrace ceremony that starts at about the same time as the awakening ceremony, it will continue smoothly as usual.

In the crowd, Amelia stood out from the crowd and walked at the forefront. also made Tang Bai see her clearly.

Although Amelia has lived for about 15 centuries according to the origin of the legend, she still looks like a young and beautiful person, and has a haughty demeanor, like an international supermodel.

Long shiny black hair, tightly tied together, is finished to create an elegant head shape. A pair of green eyes, with a strong sense of arrogance, looking at the outside world. The strapless satin gown, revealing delicate and seductive collarbones and two slender white shoulders, wore a silver pendant adorned with precious stones on her snow-white neck, clinging to her broad, perfect milky breast. The gems are large enough to put to shame those gem-encrusted crowns of many mortal kingdoms!

Tang Bai looked at her quietly.

Accompanied by an entourage and escort, Amelia swayed along the center of the luxuriously equipped dining carriage towards the front exit.

It's been a long time since we traveled from New York to Vienna. And before she began her journey into sleep, Amelia was already looking forward to reaching Budapest and then sleeping quietly underground for another two hundred years, according to their ancient tradition.

In fact, unlike Victor, who likes to hold power in his hands, Amelia is more eager to taste and enjoy the uninterrupted, peaceful and quiet of the catacombs than to power.

The twentieth century was so tiring, with war and chaos in a human-dominated world, and the changes and developments of the times that still make her a little uncomfortable. She prefers a full-bodied, centuries-old vintage look.

Despite this, Amelia takes the science of humans very seriously, and promotes it throughout the vampire race. He single-handedly pioneered a new generation of combat methods and weapons, and researched cloned human blood decades before humans, so that the entire vampire race would no longer be subject to parliamentary decrees when starving, but only drink the blood of livestock.

It can be said that Amelia is the pioneer and promoter of the complete reform of the vampire race, but she is tired of these things, and she is tired of war. So Amelia, she's happy to let Marcus deal with the rapidly evolving human world and the challenges that lie ahead. Perhaps the next time she recovers from her grave, the world will become a more orderly world under the rule of Marcus and Victor.

Suddenly, Amelia frowned. A strange sound, somewhat like a claw scratching an iron plate, came from the top of the carriage. This strange sound easily attracted the attention of Amelia and the entourage around her.

Amelia slowly raised her head, her green eyes briefly glancing at the ceiling, her gaze fixed on the ceiling. A few of her handmaidens, as well as some of the Blood Councilors and the Deathwalker Guards, all looked up at the ceiling.

The voice did not stand still, but continued to move. It's like the top of the carriage, there is some clawed behemoth walking and climbing. The look of fear runs through the completely aristocratic vampires in the carriage, as well as the human councillors who aspire to become immortals like vampires.

Was there something that happened here that caused something to go wrong?

There was a hint of unease on everyone's faces. But it's just a hint of unease.

This is the territory of the vampire elder Victor, and Victor's loyal disciple Klein has also sent enough guards as agreed, and has just joined them here and made sure that the surroundings are safe. Even if there is any accident, there are dozens of elite Deathwalkers in the carriage, as well as a group of Victor's Deathwalkers outside, and any danger is not to be worried.

The idea that someone is ambushing here is also extremely stupid. This crazy thing has never happened in more than a thousand years!

But Amelia is different, more than a thousand years ago, before she became a vampire, she was a powerful warrior with a large territory and an army like Victor. Rich combat experience, as well as the perception of danger, have formed an instinct.

Even though she was in a state of exhaustion and weak sensory numbness that was about to enter dormancy, she could clearly sense that danger was all around her and was coming!

Sting!

A pair of black claws pierced through the ceiling of the carriage, exposing it to everyone in the carriage. Looking at the pair of large, obviously non-human black giant claws, the faces of most of the people in the carriage turned white in an instant. Some of them, who have a lot of combat experience and a good eye, have already guessed their master from these claws.

Man-wolf!

And still a human wolf under the full moon! (To be continued.) )