The Manzanares River runs all the way through M Delhi.

On the outskirts of M Delhi, on the banks of the Manzanares Basin, a majestic ancient castle rises.

The coolness of the early morning and the slightly bright sky make the whole castle full of vicissitudes and mystery.

Outside the castle, on the banks of the Manzanares River, a wooden platform two meters wide and three meters long stretches out to the surface of the river through which it flows.

A burly man with a mustache was sitting quietly on a folding chair on a wooden platform fishing.

He has dark hair, blue and deep eyes staring at the float on the river, the bridge of his nose is straight, his facial features are angular, and he looks like he is in his fifties.

Holding a fishing rod in one hand, gently kneading the corner of his beard with the other, and wearing a loose priest's robe, his demeanor and temperament are unusually gentlemanly.

His name is Aoji, and he looks no more than fifty years old, but his actual age can be terrifying.

His background also does not match his unusually gentlemanly appearance, if Prince Carmon is the king of Azeta, then he is the king of another faction of the Bloodline, the 'Mad Clan', Prince of the Occult.

'Jingle Bell...... The bell tower of the castle behind him would ring briefly every ten minutes, day after day, year after year.

If it doesn't ring, it means that something is happening inside the castle.

Not far away, the white-haired old butler, Prince Rhineshield, slowly walked out of the castle with a black cloak in his hand, walked up the wooden platform along the path among the weeds, stood behind the angler and bowed slightly and smiled: "Sir, it's almost dawn, you should go back and rest." ”

'Shh' Ao Ji raised an index finger to his lips and made a silent motion, and then the fishing rod in his hand suddenly shook, and the water surface 'banged', and a crucian carp was caught by him casually, leaped out of the water, and fell into his hand accurately.

He had a wooden bucket with a small half bucket of water beside him, and after unhooking the crucian carp, he did not put it in the bucket, but threw the crucian carp back into the river.

The crucian carp shook its head and tail when it entered the water, quickly disappeared into the water, and disappeared.

The old butler Rhine Dun looked at the wooden barrel with only clear water and no fish, and asked with a smile: "Sir, how is the harvest today?" ”

"The harvest is good, including this one just now, I have already caught eighteen." The Archer smiled and glanced at the sky, put the fishing rod aside, and put his hands into the clean water of the wooden barrel to clean it.

After picking up a towel and wiping his hands, he finally stood up from the folding chair and stretched his chest to face the cool breeze blowing from the river.

The old butler Rhine Shield shook off the black cloak in his hand and draped it over his shoulders.

The occupant tugged at the cloak on his shoulders with both hands, and turned to stroll back in the direction of the castle.

The old butler Rhine Shield quickly packed up the fishing tools on the wooden platform and took them together, and followed behind the murderer.

The two of them walked on the path among the weeds one after the other, looking leisurely and quiet, but after walking on the road to the castle, the two suddenly stopped and looked up at the sky one after another.

I heard a faint 'whirring' sound of flapping wings, and as the bell on the bell tower of the castle rang again, something seemed to be attracted by the bell.

Soon, a group of dense black shadows appeared in the sight of the two, only to see a group of bats flying densely in the faint sky.

After a large group of bats flew over the castle, they refused to leave, and kept hovering over the castle, as if there was some inseparable magic to attract them, so that they constantly changed formations in the air, and constantly formed a set of specious patterns, which looked magnificent.

The occupant and the old butler Rheinshield looked at each other with a look of shock in their eyes, because the pattern formed by the bats over the castle turned out to be a name.

The name 'Arcane' is repeatedly presented in the air by the group of bats, scattered and then formed again, as if to summon the Mystery Prince.

Ao Fierce's indifferent expression suddenly became solemn, and he walked quickly towards the castle, gradually trotting, looking up at the sky from time to time, and the black cloak fluttering behind him.

After the two ran into the castle, they kept moving their steps in the wide and empty siege to look up at the bats in the sky, and this time the name 'Arcane' became clearer and clearer, and the bats were indeed calling him the Mystery Prince.

Soon, the eyes of the two of them were drawn to a blood-red bat as big as a dove in the air, which was much larger than ordinary bats.

The blood-red bats diligently shuttle through the air, and it is under its drive that the bats continue to form summoning words in the air, and the situation is very strange.

The arc's pupils shrank, staring at the red bat.

The old butler Rhine Shield is the same, and said in a deep voice: "Sir, this is a blood bat, only the high-level blood clan can use its own blood to cultivate more than a hundred years to understand human nature, it obviously has this ability, but there are not many people in the history of the blood clan who can communicate with bats, especially domesticating it into messengers, it is necessary to have a strong ability to communicate with bats, only the king of the blood clan can do this, the noble bloodline of the Kamon clan makes it possible for them to comprehend a strange talent after their strength reaches a certain level, And the natural power of the King of the Blood Clan is that he can use sound waves to communicate perfectly with bats, so this Blood Bat is likely to be a messenger sent by the King of the Blood Clan, but isn't he imprisoned? ”

The arcane took a deep breath, suddenly ripped off the black cloak on his body, threw it to the ground on the side, shook his head and opened his arms suddenly, and roared with a 'ho', the whole person quickly went berserk, black earthworm-like lines quickly appeared on the skin of his face, his pupils narrowed and became as black as ink, and the corners of his mouth showed two Sensen fangs, and the fierce aura permeated him.

His roar immediately sent the swarms of bats over the castle scattered, and they no longer accepted the red bat, the size of a dove, and soon dispersed.

Only the red bat was still hovering in the air, without the slightest fear.

The arc had quickly pulled up the sleeve of his left hand, exposing his bare arm, and he opened his fangs and bit down directly on his arm.

After releasing his mouth, blood flowed from his arm, and two holes had already appeared.

The murderous man raised his bleeding arm into the air, and shouted to the air in a majestic voice: "Fierce man! ”

The red bat hovering in the air immediately responded with two 'squeaks', and seemed to have finally found its target, flew down, and lay firmly on his arm.

When the arcane fierce raised his arm in front of him, the blood bat was already lying on his arm, greedily sucking the blood from the wound, and it seemed to like to suck the blood of the high-ranking bloods.

It wasn't until the belly was rounded that the blood bat raised its head and squeaked twice, crawled to the other end of the monster's forearm, began to feed back the blood in the stomach, and wrote a line on his arm with his mouth, and the handwriting was blatantly 'sos'.

The crazy state of the mysterious murderer gradually died down, and he returned to his normal appearance, staring at the handwriting on his arm for a while, and then said in a deep voice: "Distress signal......" He stretched out his other hand and stroked the hideous-looking blood bat, like a pet, "It seems that he can lead us to the location where the 'king' is trapped." ”

After reading the handwriting, the old butler Rhine Dun frowned and said: "It is not easy to domesticate a blood bat, it should be unlikely that the 'king' will be able to domesticate a second one in a trapped environment, if there is only one, why doesn't the 'king' let the blood bat go to his son Kamon, but let it come to us?" ”

Ao Ji said indifferently: "If Kamon does not receive a distress signal, then it means that Kamon has lost the trust of the 'king' in him, and the noble Heimiye family will never betray its solemn promise, this is the charm of our Heimiye family, the truly noble and incomparably noble charm!" ”

The bell tower sounded the sound of 'jingle bell' again, and the murderer looked up at the slightly golden sky, stroked the blood bat on his arm with one hand, and turned to walk towards the castle.

After the two returned to the castle hall, the fierce was sitting on the sofa and stroking the blood bat on his arm in contemplation, but Rhine Shield came over with his hand on the microphone and interrupted his contemplation in a low voice, "Sir, Camon personally called to talk to you." ”

"Huh?" Ao Ji frowned and said, "Could it be that our judgment was wrong, and he also received a distress signal from the 'king'?" After hesitating, he took the phone to his ear and said indifferently: "Carmon, are you looking for me?" ”

Camon's hoarse voice came from the phone, "On behalf of Azeta, I invite you 'madmen' to go to the hot summer to find the legend. ”

"What legend?" ”

Carmon said bluntly: "My father went to find the legend that met with bad luck, and now I have a definite clue, and I am very sure that I will find the legend, but the Guardian of the Summer is a powerful obstacle, so Azeta is willing to cooperate with you madmen and join forces to share that legend together." ”

With a meaningful smile on his face, Ao Fiercen said, "If I were you, I should find a way to rescue your father first." ”

Carmon sighed: "You know, I tried it a hundred years ago, and I tried again some time ago, but I was still defeated by the hands of the Guardians of the Hot Summer, their strength is very strong, so I invited you madmen to join forces against the enemy, saving my father is also one of the purposes of this trip, I think you madmen should not give up that dream that makes the blood of the entire blood clan boil!" ”

The arcane groaned for a moment and said, "The madmen will be your powerful allies!" ”

"Very good, get in touch again!" Carmon hung up.

The fierce slowly turned his head to look at the blood bat on his arm, he did not tell Carmon about the blood bat's call for help, since the 'king' did not believe in his son, then he had to keep Carmon a secret.

He casually picked up the phone and dialed another number, put it to his ear and waited for a while, after a hard voice came from the microphone, he smiled: "Battle, it's me ......"

Although he is the king of the mad clan, the mad clan has two main families, he is the head of the black rice family, and the person he contacts on the phone is the head of another family, the 'Sha Miya' family.