In the basement deep in the castle, the Count of the Tsmich stood on a high platform, looking at the Bloods kneeling at his feet, with an arrogant smile on his face. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"I just need a lot of blood right now, because I want their blood. You guys are doing a great job. ”

With that, he stroked the gemstone ring on his finger and smiled sarcastically.

The Bloods, who knelt at his feet, lowered their heads, not daring to answer.

When the Count of the Tsmihi pondered the ring and turned his gaze to the bags that had been brought back, the Bloods who were waiting on the side stepped forward to untie the rope with great eyes.

"Woo......"

When the bag was opened, a person was revealed, but judging by his face, it should be a blood clan.

"Huh, member of the Gangaro Clan?"

The Count of Tsmihi raised his eyebrows slightly, and glanced contemptuously at the trapped Bloods.

So when Shen Mengdie followed Agoulas into the secret room, what he saw was this in front of him.

She looked at the Bloods trapped in the bag, her pupils narrowing. It's just that in that row of bags, at least half of the blood clan has the characteristics of beasts. As for the Bloodline with the physical characteristics of beasts, as far as she knew so far, they were only members of the Gangaro Clan.

At this moment, she finally understood where her missing people had gone.

After noticing the gradually changing eyes of the person beside him, Yi Wenwen took them in his arms and hid behind a piece of ornament.

The arrival of several people did not startle the Count of the Tsmihi, and at this moment a sneering smile was raised on the corner of his mouth, looking at the trapped Blood.

"It is said that the prince of the Gangaro tribe has appeared, but what is the use of this?" At this, he smiled lowly. "The prince of the blood clan actually sent his own people to clean up those defective products, and sure enough, a woman is a woman, even if she is a prince in a high position, she is just a woman without a brain."

"Woo woo woo ......"

The trapped members of the Gangero clan were a little emotional when they heard him slander their prince like this. The existence of the king has always been the most important thing for the entire clan, even if they have not seen their own king, they will definitely not allow this neurotic guy in front of them to slander him so much.

The Count of the Tsmihi looked at the struggling Bloodclan below, raised his hand and beckoned to the squire next to him.

"Phew!"

After the attendant took out the clogged clothes from his mouth, the Gangaro Bloods spat at the people on the high platform.

Seeing this, the Count of the Tsmihi narrowed his eyes slightly, and glanced at the waiter beside him.

The waiter who got the order quickly tied the struggling blood clan to the stone pillar beside him.

"Oh, do you still want your king to save you now? I'll tell you the truth, your missing companions are all here, but they're all there now......"

The Count of Tsmihi raised his finger and pointed to the center of the place, then chuckled and pressed the mechanism on the jade platform behind him.

"Click......"

A scalp-tingling sound sounded, followed by a large hole in the center of the ground, and a thick bloody aura suddenly appeared in the hall.

Shen Mengdie sniffed the smell and frowned while sniffling.

"Boom!"

With this sound, the moving ground in the center of the hall finally stopped, and in its place, a pool of blood in the form of a prototype appeared.

"What is this?"

Shen Mengdie looked at everything that appeared in front of her, and her body moved forward in surprise.

Seeing this, Yi Wenwen hurriedly stabilized her figure to prevent her from falling from a high altitude.

"Feel the pain of your people now." The Count of the Tsmihi smiled lightly, and then commanded his subordinates who were guarding the side, "Do it." ”

The person who received the order stepped forward without saying a word, took out a special weapon, and cut the arteries in the blood clan's body.

Only the special tools that have been concocted can bleed the blood clan, after all, what he wants is the power of these blood clans.

The Count of the Tsmihi clan looked at the flowing blood, his blue eyes gradually turned blood red, and the corners of his mouth were an irrepressible evil smile.

Shen Mengdie looked at all this happening in front of her eyes, her eyes were burning with flames, and her clenched fists rattled with anger.

'Ding......'

Suddenly, the familiar system prompt sounded, and she suddenly came back to her senses.

"System?" She didn't understand why the system was speaking out at this time, so she shouted softly in her heart.

'Special Mission Opens ......'

'Special Mission: Exterminate the Count of the Tsmihi. (incomplete)'

A very simple question made her squint her eyes slightly.

"System, is this Count Zmich the same blood clan down there?"

Since the system releases the task at this time, it can only be said that the mission goal is close at hand.

'Count Tsmihi is the one you think. ’

"Okay. I'm not sure why I did this, but for the sake of the points, I'll definitely do it well. ”

At this moment, the Count of the Tsmihi, who was giving orders, turned into a string of points in her eyes. Although she wondered what the purpose of the system was, it was exactly what she wanted. Although she doesn't like killing, she hates the kind of people who don't compromise on the means for the sake of the end.

That kind of person only thinks about himself, and everyone else is just a chess piece in his eyes. Since even the most basic humanity is gone, all that survives is a shell. Although the Blood Clan is a god-cursed existence, how many of them are willing to do so?

"System?" She didn't understand why the system was speaking out at this time, so she shouted softly in her heart.

'Special Mission Opens ......'

'Special Mission: Exterminate the Count of the Tsmihi. (incomplete)'

A very simple question made her squint her eyes slightly.

"System, is this Count Zmich the same blood clan down there?"

Since the system releases the task at this time, it can only be said that the mission goal is close at hand.

'Count Tsmihi is the one you think. ’

"Okay. I'm not sure why I did this, but for the sake of the points, I'll definitely do it well. ”

At this moment, the Count of the Tsmihi, who was giving orders, turned into a string of points in her eyes. Although she wondered what the purpose of the system was, it was exactly what she wanted. Although she doesn't like killing, she hates the kind of people who don't compromise on the means for the sake of the end.

That kind of person only thinks about himself, and everyone else is just a chess piece in his eyes. Since even the most basic humanity is gone, all that survives is a shell. Although the Blood Clan is a god-cursed existence, how many of them are willing to do so? (To be continued.) )