The black-red blood resembled a wriggling red serpent, with a laceration wound at the end, and the head biting at the shriveled skin. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The sand pours into the rainwater and becomes moist, and the seeds are buried in it, washing away the shell and rejuvenating under the rain.

With the infusion of blood, this corpse, which had withered for centuries, was like a seed that touched the rain and dew, breaking through the barriers, becoming plump, and reaping life little by little.

The seven of them looked serious and solemn, and at the moment when the blood was connected to the body, an aurora suddenly exploded in their minds, and a grand scene appeared in front of them.

A woman, a naked young woman with no wisps of hair.

The appearance of twenty-four or five-year-old is the most beautiful season when the flowers bloom, the long black hair covers the towering and plump body, there are slender eyes like rubies, the skin is crystal clear, the curves are concave and convex, the perfect face is like a woman in a picture, beautiful, noble, elegant, sexy, with a trace of laziness between the eyebrows, just a glance, the blood involuntarily lungs soup, as if to rush away the body, to hug her.

The six of them were stunned, and even their hearts, which had not been beating for a long time, became active.

Turce coughed vigorously, drawing everyone's attention back to reality, and said in a deep voice,

"Start the second stage, pay attention to control the amount of bleeding from the wound and maintain balance."

The expressions of the six people trembled, and they nodded seriously and excitedly,

Nivea Lanscardo Finica, the Blood Dragon Lady, the creator of the Finica family, and the fiancée of Lord Galiveville, I didn't expect her to be so perfect and beautiful, compared to her, those so-called aristocratic ladies are like stones in a dung pit.

Under the control of the six, the rate of blood injection began to slow down, and it was injected from various parts of the body at the same frequency.

Gradually, the shriveled skin ceased to be hard and had another color, one that represented vitality, health, and flesh.

The condition of the dried corpse was improving, and when the blood of the seven people gathered in their chests, inexplicably, a faint sigh echoed in everyone's ears, and this sigh seemed to span countless time and space, with an eternal meaning.

Turs' eyes lit up and he whispered, "The adult's consciousness has revived, and the third stage has begun." ”

With that, he stretched out his claws and cut an incision in the artery of his wrist, and black-red liquid gushed out like a fountain.

The blood flowed down, but instead of falling downward, it condensed into a line of blood in mid-air under some unknown will and threw itself into the body.

Seeing this scene, a sense of uneasiness suddenly rose in the hearts of the six people, they had already sent a lot of blood just now, reaching more than one-fifth of their bodies, and they were already on the verge of the limit of vampire blood loss, while the dried corpse had only become slightly more energetic, and if this continued, they were very worried that even if they donated all the blood, it would not be enough for Lord Finica to recover.

"What are you waiting for, hurry up." Turce scolded,

The six of them looked at each other, and their tired faces were a little silent,

"Willy!"

Turce stared angrily at his bloodline, and the young vampire smiled bitterly, gritted his teeth, stepped forward, slit his wrist, and blood flowed down from the wound, automatically forming a line of blood, flowing continuously to the body of the dried corpse.

Seeing this, the other five people had no choice but to follow suit, and the internal alliance collapsed, and Willy, who was the second-generation blood of the Finica family, did so, why did they stand aside for the third, fourth, or even fifth generations.

Seven red threads float in mid-air, pumping blood to the shriveled body.

Slowly, new changes appeared, like washing away the soil and starting to sprout, the dry skin became plump, and the muscles under the skin swelled.

Everything is getting better, except for the seven people around.

Dark eye circles, thin cheeks, tired breathing, just like the black fairy tale, when Snow White's body tends to be full and rejuvenated, it is the time when the seven dwarfs **** and their lives are dying.

"My lord, no, we really can't."

"If we continue like this, we will be sucked to death."

"My lord, let go, please."

Turce shook his head stubbornly, his face was pale, and he gritted his teeth and said,

"Hold on a little longer, and it will only take half a minute to reach the top."

The faces of the six people were miserable, where was this a rare opportunity to enjoy in the world, it was clearly an act of looking for death, half of the blood in the body had been drained, and the dried corpse still showed no signs of complete recovery.

They can't help but be worried.

"I can't help it, I'm going to quit."

A vampire hissed and said, controlling the wound on the wrist and healing it independently, after finding that the healing ability failed, his expression changed slightly, and he hurriedly covered the wound with his other hand to prevent it from bleeding, and at the same time strode back,

I don't want to, my left foot just took off, like a sculpture standing in the city square, and my whole body suddenly lost control and stood there motionless.

"Damn, what's wrong with my body, why can't I move."

His expression changed completely, his eyes stared fiercely at Tours, and he hissed,

"Tell me, Tours, what the hell is going on?"

Hearing this, the other five people were stunned, and hurriedly tried it, and after finding that their bodies were also in the same condition, their expressions suddenly became ugly.

Six pairs of eyes stared at Tours unkindly, waiting for him to explain.

Turce chuckled lowly, took a quick breath, and said,

"In the Blood Secret Text, there is another name for the resurrection of blood, the Blood Sacrifice, we are all sacrifices, the sacrifice of Lord Finica's resurrection,

As I said earlier, this is a rare opportunity to melt into the body of the legendary vampire, to be a part of her, and to die with her. ”

"You're crazy."

"Old bastard, you're going to die, don't pull us in, no one wants to bury you."

There are vampires who shout angrily, controlling the power in their bodies, their bodies elevated, their skin crawling with scales, wings growing from their backs, and they roar in a low voice, fighting with all their strength against the control that comes from the depths of their blood.

"It's useless, Lord Finica is our creator, and the blood in her body is given by her, how can you disobey her will."

Turce coughed, his eyes scanned the surroundings, remembering the resentment and unwillingness in everyone's eyes, sighed slightly, and explained,

"Actually, I didn't plan to do that, the blood sacrifice is a common way to restore vampires, only six people are enough, and it doesn't require the sacrifice to pay for his life,

It's a pity that I miscalculated the truth, Mistress Finica is not your average vampire, and the blood source she needs to revive is too large, even if it is ......"

At this point, he suddenly stopped, looked at the six subordinates who had closed their eyes, and shook his head bitterly, falling into the darkness with a dazed and unwilling attitude.