Chapter 60: The Bloody Mary Waltz

I'm not a literati person, and I've never heard any concerts or anything like that, but the moment the music starts, I hear it right away, not from a CD or some sound system, but from a real piccolo, trumpet, timpani, and cello. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

It seems so real. The moment people heard it, there was a creepy sense of shock.

Will is leading the way and doesn't look like a challenger who has come to find fault. It's a listener.

He seemed so excited that he walked to the beat of his steps.

Jumping and jumping, it looks like a frog.

However, no one found him funny.

As a leader who had just broken the sniper of the strength of the ten counts of Tsmeich, no one dared to underestimate him anymore.

For this challenge, Will also made sufficient arrangements, he not only wore a black tuxedo like an old British aristocrat, but also put on a gentleman's top hat, and walked on a civilized crutch. It's awe-inspiring.

Will led the group to the castle man's skirt, took off his top hat, and bowed to the lady at the head, saying, "It is an honor to see you again, Your Excellency Bloody Mary." ”

The woman bowed to Will and said with a smile, "I didn't expect you to actually come,"

Bloody Mary?

I subconsciously glanced at the old ghost, he nodded, and said in a low voice, "You guessed it right, it's the legendary Bloody Mary." ”

Yes?

My heart was pounding. Because this Bloody Mary is so famous, she was born in Hungary in the 16th century, her real name is Elisabeth Bathory, she is a lesbian who likes to brutally torture her beautiful maids and young girls in the countryside, usually referred to by her Hungarian name Erzsebet, the countess of the famous game "Diablo" is talking about her, her life is so legendary that she can write a biography, and she is famous in Hungary and the whole of Eastern Europe, almost a household name.

It is said that she was eventually captured by the Church, but was unable to destroy her, and was eventually imprisoned in a tower in the Slovak Republic, where she eventually died of old age.

However, what I never expected was this. Not only did she not die, but she also appeared in the castle of Tsmich in the Carpathians.

Her status in this seems to be extremely high.

Just when my heart was shaken. Will continued his conversation with Bloody Mary: "The last time Your Excellency led the hunt for me, and he almost killed me, I told you that one day, I would come to Tsmich Castle and recover all that I had lost. Now, here I am. ”

The noble lady in the black evening dress smiled slightly, and her demeanor was very good, and she pursed her lips and said: "My promise to you is still valid, and if you are willing to hand over the 'blessing of Cain', you will always have your place among the Tsmich clan." ”

Will shook his head and said no, I will use the old rules of the blood clan to get everything back from me.

Bloody Mary said, "You think that if you kill a dozen pieces of waste and subdue a wall-riding faction like Marquis Balke, you can be arrogant, right?" ”

Will shook his head and said no, I just fulfilled my promise, where is Angelena?

Bloody Mary didn't try to convince Will anymore, but bowed down and said: "Welcome to the ball specially held for you by the Tsmich family, fate is so magical, if you can step on my corpse like stepping on the corpse of Anthony and others, you will pass through the ghost castle, and finally meet His Excellency the Grand Duke, and also meet your most beloved woman!" ”

At this time, the "Symphony of Destiny" has been played to the most popular tune, as if to herald the next storm, unexpectedly.

The hundred or so Bloods behind Bloody Mary did not continue to block the entrance, but returned to the grass in front of the castle and danced, among these people, there were men and women, each dancing gracefully, and on the left side of the castle gate, there was a professional symphony orchestra of about twenty people, playing this tune.

It can be seen that those people are not blood, but some real musicians.

What a luxury.

I walked forward with the team, walking slowly, and saw Will take the lead, walking towards the Bloody Mary, and Jack next to him whispered in the team: "Be careful, except for the Bloody Mary who doesn't know the strength, there are two fifth generations, equivalent to the Marquis, the sixth, seventh, and eighth generations of the fourteen Tsmich, which are equivalent to the earls, and I also saw the sixth, seventh, and eighth generations of Lesenlu, and the rest are elites with titles or above - this time, Tsmich is pouring out!" ”

The sixth, seventh, and eighth generations, and the fifth generation, which Jack mentioned, are another division of the strength of the blood clan, which is different from the title, which can more accurately reflect their strength.

Naturally, the generation is Cain in the biblical record, now crushed and sunk in the endless abyss.

The second generation of the blood clan was betrayed by their own descendants and finally killed.

Three generations of Bloodline survivors of Noah's Flood, who are as old as human history and claim to possess powers comparable to those of the gods, created the basic isolation of the Bloodline, thus evolving into the Thirteen Clans.

The fourth and fifth generations are the leaders of the Bloodline, and after the third generation, they lead the entire Bloodline, through the Dark Middle Ages, and to the present day.

The sixth, seventh and eighth generations are the most backbone members of today's blood clan, and the oldest of them have even participated in holy wars, and basically all have titles above the viscount.

In the next nine and ten generations, some of the best will have knighthoods, while most of them are just ordinary.

As for the back, it's basically cannon fodder.

The Bloodline class, more or less so, and we are walking among the elite forces that Tsmich has accumulated for thousands of years, those bloodthirsty people with long lives and great power dancing around us, each of them can cause panic in a city, and many of them are even living in legends, but at this moment, they are staring at our vital points as if they were not there.

The big war is about to break out, but my mood seems very strange.

It stands to reason that I should be heavy, after all, these people are simply a fantasy for me, and I would never have imagined such a thing until I came to Europe, even if I had outrageous dreams.

At the moment, I was already in the middle of it.

Regardless of whether I die or live after this war, I will surely be remembered by the rivers and lakes of Europe.

Or maybe it's as they say that Will, the new Blood Changer, leads his younger brother to Tsmich Castle in the Carpathians for a mournful Blood Challenge.

I, if I don't do anything, I am probably a member of the nameless little brother in it, and as English grammar, I am the so-called plural initial "s".

I don't want to.

Thinking of this, I slowly took out the Crusader blood knife disguised as a painttube on my back, and walked to the middle of the field step by step, and the moment I held the handle of the knife steady, the music also played the most pathetic and intense high-chao part.

When, when, when, when......

A viscous blood vapor as thick as water mist appeared on the lawn of the ancient castle, and in the open space that was originally clear at a glance, the fog was so thick that there were almost no human figures visible from a few meters away.

Will threw up his gentleman's top hat and shouted, "For the new order!" ”

Almost all of the New Gangro clan shouted frantically: "New order! ”

The Tsmichy, who were dancing around us, looked much more graceful and luxurious, and they smiled and said, "Rules are rules!" ”

As soon as the battle was about to break out, I didn't know who made the first move, but I heard the first sound of weapons clashing in the blood mist, and four or five stabbing swords suddenly struck from the mist, heading towards all the vital points all over my body.

The old ghost took out the spirit control staff from his handsome tuxedo, helped me fend off several dangerous attacks, and then yelled at me, "Old Wang, follow me, don't get lost." ”

The other party has an innate advantage in numbers, almost five or six against one, and once he is alone, he will be beaten to death by the group.

Hearing the old ghost's words, I subconsciously approached him, and then suddenly drew my knife and slashed forward.

My knife, the force of the slashing Huashan, there is a temptation, but I didn't expect the long knife and the opponent's sharp stabbing sword to fight, but did not take advantage, that thing looks very soft, reverberating, but after infusing the blood and energy, there is a very amazing power existence.

I was moved by each one, and some of them were far beyond my bearing.

I heard the groans of the Crusader Blood Knife. A total of women's baba.

It was a strange feeling, and I felt that in an instant, I felt like I was just a small boat on the rough sea, drifting everywhere, as if it would perish at any moment.

The danger is 100,000 points.

I was forced to use all my strength in an instant, and the knife technique I felt when I fought with Lu Zuo before suddenly came out, only to alleviate this embarrassing predicament, and at this time, there was also a desperate sound from the old ghost's side, and the sharp impact sound clanged, just like the inside of the iron shop.

At the same time, the symphony of fate does not stop, but continues to advance.

I fought side by side with the old ghost, and I had just survived the first wave of each other's attacks, and before I stopped, there was a sudden strong wind under me, and I let this go, and when I turned around, I saw that it was a vicious dog covered in blood.

Its eyes were red, and its mouth was drooling green, and it was inexplicably vicious.

When I got out of the way, I was about to kick my foot up, but I felt a tightness under my feet, but I saw a hand reach out of the dirt and grab my leg.

Yes......

A scream rang out, and someone next to me fell, and I looked down to see that it was sloppy Jack, who was howling in pain by four or five vicious dogs.

Oh, my God!