“…… Come with your offerings, come to my altar, become my believers, and I will give you the reward you deserve! ”、

Dacula silently watched as the woman in front of her, dressed in rudimentary animal skins, fell to the ground, convulsed for a long time before finally recovering from that state of extreme pain.

Sacrifice?

It all started a few hours ago. Just as Dalcula was leading his men to sweep up the remaining Eastern Guards in the Winterhold Territory, more than a dozen strangely dressed men attacked him. Of course, such an attack without a bit of eyesight was easily defused by Dacula. A few weirdly dressed guys naturally became his vampire servants. From the body of one of the slaves, Dacula found a book called "The Trial of Boyesia" that recorded a location, which seemed to be the meeting place of some group of demonic cultists.

So Dacula came here, at an inaccessible altar in the mountains. In the current Wintercastle Territory, every living person should live under the supervision of the vampires and use it as food for the vampires, instead of being at large as it is now, where the vampires' rations are destroyed with impunity. Looking at the fresh food spilled around the altar, Dacula felt like her heart was bleeding!

So out of anger, Dacula decisively made them suffer a little and imprisoned them, and sent them back to Winterhold to serve fresh food for his vampire army. Later, when there was only one priestess left on the field, there was a problem. Perhaps it was the Boyesia of their faith that finally couldn't stand it anymore and appeared. A black mist enveloped the priestess directly, and within a few minutes, a voice was heard coming from the priestess - it belonged to the demon god Boyesia.

"Want a sacrifice?" Dacula smiled lightly, and walked directly to the altar grabbing the priestess who was still twitching on the ground. "I think you'll like this offering......"

"Bang!" The priestess's skull slammed directly into the stone steps, and the violent impact made the priest, who had just recovered from convulsions, roll his eyes and faint directly.

Boyesia obviously didn't expect this cat man to be so direct, when the black energy that was swirling around his disciple had just disappeared, this cat man actually dared to directly burst out and hurt people!

By the time he tried to use his strength to protect his followers again, Dacula had already drawn the dagger from his waist and slashed it across the priestess's neck.

"Poof...... blood spurted, most of which was strangely absorbed by Dacula's dagger, and the rest splashed on Dacula's body, causing the vampires behind him to roll their throats.

The black mist on the priestess's body faded like a tide, and gradually formed a human face on the altar with the condensation of blood.

"You dare to deceive me!"

"Where did I deceive you, what you just said was for me to find a sacrifice and bring it here to kill, and this sacrifice has no rules and cannot be your believers......" Dacula shrugged as he spoke, and then slashed the priestess's neck with a single sword, making the blood rush out even more happily. It's just a pity that this delicious blood is ......."

"You!" The black mist gradually solidified, and a feeling of extreme danger pierced directly into Dacula's heart. Obviously, the person in front of him, who was already unbearable to Dacula's provocation, was going to attack him directly.

At this moment, Dacula also retreated, he thought that the person in front of him could directly attack him in the sky, but he never expected that this Poyesia could directly rely on the blood of his believers to deal with him in the air. Based on the power he felt from above, Dacula felt that if he didn't die like this, he would be seriously injured!

As a vampire, it is definitely not very pleasant to watch the "food" in front of you condense into a long arrow and fly towards you. If this blood didn't have any energy blessings, maybe Dakura could still drink it with one mouth, but this blood arrow in front of him, if he Dakula dared to open his mouth, it was estimated that he could pierce his head in the next moment, and let him go back in time!

Just when Dacula felt that there was no way to avoid it, and watched the bloody arrow in front of him chase after his forehead, a sudden change occurred. Boyesia, who was still menacing, suddenly screamed, and shrank back directly towards his altar, and the blood arrow he controlled also lost the blessing of energy in this scream, and turned into a cloud of blood and splashed Dacula's head. The originally clean cat hair also became wet and sticky under the blood stains. Of course, this kind of Dacula is even more delicious in the eyes of his subordinates, but unfortunately, this delicacy, his subordinates can only swallow their saliva and dare not show the slightest greed. Otherwise, they will be greeted by Dacula's revenge, or even ...... Death!

Hafen plus collar, lonely city.

The sun was still shining, and Victor once again applied to walk out of the blue palace. Rao is still an outlier among necromancers when there is no war, and the behavior of asking Victor to leave the blue palace and go out to have fun is still an outlier among necromancers. The other necromancers, who are hiding in their basements and doing inhumane experiments with the fresh life provided by Ephris, where can they come out like Victor every now and then?

But fortunately, Victor didn't show anything wrong with the previous appearance, and he was under the surveillance of Efsis the whole time, so this time, Evsis still granted his request, but sent him an extra guard.

It's the door of the snow rat again, and it's the begging child before. He was humming a little song and sitting on the steps next to the tavern basking in the sun. However, the child did not make the slightest movement of what happened to Victor. If you pay attention to the child's toes, you can see that his toes, which had been shaking regularly in one direction, suddenly shook in the other direction.

"Sir...... Give me a glass of wine for my poor old fellow......" At the door, an old beggar with a foul smell all over his body saw Victor and stretched out his hand, perhaps attracted by his dress.

"This ......," Victor hesitated for a moment, and then walked towards the old beggar.

"Ah...... Gracious sir, are you going to buy wine? I'll take you! I know the newly hired squire of the Blink Snow Mouse, and he can give you the best deal there! The child spoke as if he had just noticed Victor.

"Hmm...... Okay......" Victor gave a quick glance at the guards behind him, and then walked in quite naturally. The two guards maintained an aura that no one approached and followed in.

After a while, the necromancer walked out with two bottles of wine. One of the bottles was bought by him, while the other was given by "discounts......