Dorn Castle is calmer and more cosy than usual, as the noise and chaos of the outside world sets off the tranquility.

According to the latest intelligence, in just one night, the population of Paris has plummeted by 40%, and another 20% of these 40% will be transformed into blood or other dark creatures tonight, replenishing a steady stream of new forces for the upcoming bloody war.

The remaining survivors, like prisoners in prisons, struggle to escape the city.

However, after learning of the start of the bloody war in Paris, the nearby countries did not lend a hand, but forced the entire Paris to be locked down, and the scope of the bloody war was locked in one city.

Those ordinary people who want to escape without hope can only return to this city full of devastation in a trembling state.

Just when ordinary people are about to give up hope, the Anti-Dark Creatures Alliance finally shows up, and they choose to step behind the scenes and stand in the public eye, bringing new hope to desperate humanity.

Shen Mo watched the launch on cable TV in Dorn Castle.

An old man with gray sideburns, surrounded by Harry Van Helsing, stepped onto the podium and spoke passionately about the history and significance of the existence of the Anti-Dark Creature Alliance, as well as the help and services it can provide to humanity, so that humanity can believe that the Anti-Dark Creature Alliance has the ability to help everyone get through this difficult time.

But in Shen Mo's opinion, the Anti-Dark Creatures Alliance does not have such strength, and it is impossible to save the lives of the entire city under the clutches of dark creatures.

All they can do is save a small group of people from suffering, and this small group of people, they seem to have chosen to come out, and the rest will become victims of bloody battles.

After all, foreigners think differently from Chinese people, they do not have a strong sense of collectivity, and the interests of a small number of people will often take precedence over the interests of the public.

However, the Duke of Dorne joked on the side: "Most of the funds of the Anti-Dark Creatures Alliance come from the assistance of the upper class, and it is reasonable for them to protect this part of the people, according to our information, it is not easy for them to do this with their current combat strength... On the contrary, the demon hunters of all over Europe are converging on Paris, and these people, if they arrive in time, can help those ordinary humans. ”

As a blood clan, Duke Dorne didn't care about the life or death of ordinary humans, but he knew that the master he was serving now was a human, so he had the above statement.

Shen Mo nodded, changed the subject, and said, "Let's talk about the next plan!" ”

The bloody war has begun.

The ultimate goal of the Demon Feast Alliance is to restore the glory of the Bloodline's rule over Europe, so Paris is just an appetizer, and according to him, the Demon Feast Alliance will bring dark creatures to turn Paris into a dark world in the shortest possible time, and then sweep the whole of Europe with an unstoppable momentum.

But this is only the most ideal development of the Demon Feast Alliance, there are so many variables in it, and any unknown variable will delay or change the development of the entire plan.

"Master, we have received an invitation from the Holy Order from the Demon Feast Alliance, and they will convince the Hidden Alliance and the Neutral Clan tonight, and those dark creatures will choose to side with them as well."

Shen Mo smiled, he knew very well in his heart that the invitation of the Demon Banquet Alliance at this moment was a Hongmen banquet, and if he couldn't talk about a satisfactory result, there would inevitably be new bloodshed.

And in this Hongmen feast, the rulers of the thirteen clans must participate.

In that case, then it will be them for a while.

But before that, there was one more thing that Silence had to do.

"Dorne, take me to that guy!"

Dorne looked stunned, his face raised a hint of a sinister smile, and he nodded again and again: "Yes, master!" ”

With that, Silence, led by Dorne, walked slowly down the long winding stone steps of the castle for about ten minutes, and finally came to the bottom of the castle, which was shrouded in darkness all year round, not only cold but also damp, exuding an uncomfortable smell of corruption.

But it was such a harsh environment that was the favorite place of Copovni Prince Clark Steven.

Knock knock!

Dorne knocked on the heavy wooden door, and instead of making it rot, the perennial humidity made it thicker and brighter.

Under the power of the silent mind, I can clearly perceive that some kind of small means have been applied to the wooden door, similar to anti-embalming and the like.

"Come in!"

There was a quick response from inside the door, and Dorne glanced at Shen Mo with his head, and then pushed the wooden door open with all his might, revealing a bright, neat, and atmospheric room inside.

Silently staring at it, he immediately locked on to the old man behind the walnut table, he was wearing a fat robe, hunched over, with one-sided glasses, and was flipping the heavy ancient book in front of him with his withered yellow fingers, which was twice the size of an ordinary book, and the same was true of thickness.

The old man's pale face twitched slightly, and the nose of the bats twitched, as if he smelled something different, and he slowly raised Voldemort's head, and his eyes fell on Shen Mo more and more.

"Huh?!"

The old man let out a cry of surprise, leaned on his waist, slowly stood up, and said, "Dorne, who are you bringing here?" A human?! ”

Dorne's body trembled slightly, although he was alienated by Tom into a new bloodline, without the suppression of the old bloodline.

But from the depths of his soul, he was afraid of the old man in front of him, so he couldn't help but shudder.

"Prince Steven, this is my new master!"

"Oh?!" Prince Steven stirred the manta nose again, and the corners of his dry and pale mouth were slightly hooked, "No wonder you don't have my smell on your body, it turns out that you already have a new master." ”

Steven staggered out from behind the walnut desk and picked up the thick crutches that he used to support his body, thicker than all the crutches that Shen Mo had ever seen.

And under the power of the heart's eye, if the thick cane throws away its coat, the hiding place inside is a hideous butcher knife that exudes a bloody and murderous aura.

Thirteen Hallows - Butcher's Knife!

The Guardian Hallows of the Giovanni Clan, it claims to have the powerful ability to control 500 necromantic warriors.

Steven held the butcher knife in both hands, stood in front of Shen Mo, stared at Shen Mo with a pair of cloudy eyes, and sniffed: "You are not only a human being, you also have the power in your body that makes me jealous... Holy Light?! Dragon?! Tsk, you're such an interesting presence. ”

Shen Mo smiled and replied, "You too." ”

He had thought that the prince of the Giovanni tribe would be as young and vigorous as Vladigil, full of vigor and vitality, but he never expected that he would be a bad old man, as if he would lie in a coffin at any moment.

Oh no. Steven is a Blood, and the place where he sleeps is the delicate walnut coffin in his room, and it seems that he himself has a preference for walnut.

Cluck!

Steven let out a creepy chuckle, then asked, "Well, explain your intentions, young man." ”

Shen Mo's eyes flickered, and he whispered, "I want you to be my subordinate!" ”

Huh?!

Steven was slightly stunned, was silent for a moment, and then let out a strange mocking sound, "Haha, young man, this is the funniest joke I've heard in centuries. A human wants me to be his subordinate?! ”

The corners of Shen Mo's mouth raised, "What, you don't want to?" ”

Steven quickly shook his head, "No, no, no, I'd love to." However, I have never liked to grovel to the weak, and for countless centuries, I have learned that only by living to the end can I have the last laugh. Tell me, then, how many years do you want me to serve you? Ten years, fifty years, one hundred years... Oh, I forgot, you simply won't live that long. ”

In the face of Steven's yin and yang strange mockery, Shen Mo's face did not change, and with a flick of his wrist, he summoned Prince Vlakigil from the nine-story Yin Tower.

Steven:!!!

Vlagir: ···

Steven's withered hands clenched the butcher knife violently, and the blood-colored mist instantly wrapped his rickety body, turning into a bloody arrow until Shen Mo and the others.

Vladigir smiled wickedly and muttered, "Long time no see, Steven!" ”

"You traitor, you're still alive."

Vladigil sneered, "Your old bones are still alive, why can't I." ”

The blood mist on Steven's body became more and more condensed, and the momentum became more and more powerful, "Back then, you betrayed the blood clan and tried in vain to help the human race eliminate the blood clan, we thought you would die in the east, but we didn't expect you to be alive and make a comeback, no wonder a human dared to come to see me, it turned out that you were behind the control of all this." ”

Vladigil hurriedly explained: "No, Steven, you have a lot of brains, and now, I am just a subordinate of this adult. ”

Steven:???

What do you mean? The prince of the dignified blood clan is actually willing to submit to the human race, and is willing to be driven by the human race.

"Vladigil, are you getting humbler and humbler the more you live? What is this human being worthy of you..."

Airplanes! As soon as the silent thought moved, the body of the holy light instantly bloomed with dazzling white light, printing the entire room into daylight.

The scorching light swept towards Steven, causing the blood-colored mist on his body to evaporate at a speed visible to the naked eye, and a look of shock immediately rose on his face.

"What a powerful Light! I have never seen such a powerful light in my life! You damned servant, God's lackey..."

Steven struggled to resist the baptism of the Light, while constantly cursing the silence, and in a trance, he saw that Vlagir was completely unaffected by the Light, as if he was not afraid of the Light at all.

"Huh?!"

When did the Light become a targeted skill, shouldn't it be a ranged ability?

Why, then, is Vlagir not afraid of the baptism of the Light?

The reason is very simple, Tom has already given his foreign blood to Vlakigil, giving him the power of a daywalker, and has started an even more powerful blood demon spell - Burst Blood.

Therefore, the Light of Silence has no effect at all on Vlakigil, who is a new blood, unless the Silence is directed at Vlajir.

"Wait!" Steven hurriedly raised his arm to stop the silent movement.

"Vladigil, aren't you afraid of the sun anymore?"

Vladigir nodded, "Did you find out?" ”

Steven's body shuddered and asked excitedly, "How did you do it?" Even the Blood Ancestor didn't have such divine power. ”

Vladigir looked at the silence, and then explained, "My master has given me the power of a daywalker, and you want to do it too?" Submit to my master! ”

Steven's pale face was furrowed, and a hint of doubt flashed in his gray eyes, it was unbelievable that a human had the power to make the Bloods overcome the sun.

But Vladigil is not afraid of the Light... Wait a minute! Dorne!

This traitor had just been bathed in the light, but he had not been harmed, and he also had the power of a daywalker.

This...

Steven looked at Dorne, the bastard he had first embraced as a duke had betrayed him, and what was enough to shake his loyalty, as if nothing could do it except the power of the Daywalker!

Could it be that the human beings in front of us really have such great power?

The blood mist on Steven's body gradually dissipated, and there was a hint of longing in his eyes, sunshine!

He hadn't seen the sun for a long, long time, even if he had prince-level combat power, a creature who didn't even dare to see the sun had no capital to be proud of.

But now it seems that he has met capital that can make him proud.

"Can you really do it?" Steven asked again.

Shen Mo smiled, and without further explanation, he flicked his wrist and summoned Tom and a low-level blood clan from the nine-story Yin Tower who had not yet had time to refine it into a bloodline potion.

Hiss!

The two princes of the blood clan, plus a duke-level blood clan, instantly stunned this low-level blood clan on the spot.

Airplanes! A bolt of holy light blessed the arms of the lower blood clans with precision, instantly vaporizing them and waking them up in pain, only to be stunned again by the Prince's coercion.

Then, Tom slowly stretched out his finger and poured out a drop of foreign blood into the mouth of the lower blood.

The miraculous thing happened soon, the arm that the lower blood clan had originally lost was instantly restored, and no longer afraid of the blood suppression from Steven, slowly stood up, condensing a thick blood mist.

Coincidentally, this low-level blood clan actually awakened the blood ghost technique, although it is not too powerful power type blood ghost technique, but it is already good.

Airplanes! Silence once again raised a blessing of holy light, enveloping the lower blood clan entirely, and the latter bathed in the holy light, and instead of being harmed, he enjoyed it very much.

Steven: ···

Poof!

Prince Steven instantly knelt on the ground and prostrate, "Master! Please give me the power of a daywalker! ”

Shen Mo smiled and gave Tom a look, who skillfully endowed Steven with the power of the bloodline, allowing him to successfully transform into a new bloodline, possess the power of the Daywalker, and successfully awaken the blood demon spell - the summoning of the dead.

Steven is a necromancer, and the breath of death has eroded his human body, and even if he turns into a blood clan, he can't recover it, so Steven is the old man.

After subduing Steven from the Giovanni Clan, Silence finally completed complete control over the Giovanni Clan.

This neutral clan has been reborn as a new clan.

【Ding! Choosing a faction is done, please name your new clan. 】

Shen Mo frowned, pondered for a moment, and muttered: "Nether Blood"

【Ding! Successfully join the Netherblood Clan! 】