Five days ago, in the southern part of the Western Continent, the central jurisdiction of the Brown-clothed Empire, the imperial capital of Shingon City.

As the sun sets, the glow is like blood, and in this heavenly dome filled with blood-colored glow, at this moment, there is a blood-colored dragon with a darker tone flying!

A pair of giant wings like bats spread out more than ten zhang long, the huge body is full of explosive muscles, the claws are sharp, like a giant blade, and a dark red scale armor with a metallic luster is even more dazzling, making people dare not force their eyes!

It's a blood dragon!

At the same time, it is also the only known dragon in the Western Continent, and it is also the mount of Lucius Croun, the Grand Duke of the Blood Clan!

The reason why Lucius Crawn was able to sit firmly in the top spot among the strong nobles of the eternal night was never the length of life, or the nobility of the bloodline, but the absolute strength, in the Western Continent, it can be said that he is the well-deserved number one strongman, and no one can match it!

At this moment, the Great Judge of the Blood Clan stood expressionlessly on the broad back of the Blood Dragon, looking at Shingon City in a daze, where there was still firelight and screams. No one knew what His Majesty the Grand Duke was thinking, and since the capture of Shingon Castle two days ago, His Majesty had been surprisingly silent, and had been silent all day.

"Your Majesty, isn't it a joy to conquer the most prosperous city for livestock? Why are you depressed all day long? Murphy Alucardo, one of the nine Marquis of the Blood Clan standing behind Grand Duke Lucius, asked puzzledly, this Marquis has a fear of heights and is very uncomfortable standing on the back of a blood dragon, but he is obviously more concerned about His Majesty's silence than his fear of heights.

"Murphy." Grand Duke Lucius was still standing at the edge of the blood dragon's back, and he didn't look back, he asked in a light tone, "Why do you think I should make a rule to launch a blood migration once every ten years?" ”

"This ......," the Marquis of Alucado thought for a moment, and replied, "You don't want to fish all the time. ”

Grand Duke Lucius nodded, "You're right. Although human beings are our blood food, after all, the number is limited, if we kill uncontrollably, sooner or later we will kill them, and if we don't want to use orc blood to live like 5,000 years ago, we must understand the truth of a long stream. It's just ......," said Archduke Lucius, "although we think very well, the 'gods' will not allow us to continue to live the good days, and humanity is about to perish. ”

Marquis Alucardor suddenly understood the reason for Grand Duke Lucius's silence, it is true that mankind is about to usher in the catastrophe of the world, but their blood clan is also going back to the hard life of five thousand years ago.

At the thought of this, the Marquis of Alucardo's expression was also a little gloomy, and the city of Shingon with the constant firelight and screams was a little boring, and his compatriots, although they were living comfortably now, were the last to enjoy.

"What are the people of the Immortal Kingdom going to do?" The Marquis of Alucado decisively changed the subject.

Grand Duke Lucius knew that he was referring to the lich of Ming Zhengfa, and the reason why their blood clan was able to break through Shingon City was thanks to the resentful spirits under the hands of this lich, and on the night when their blood army came to the city, the undead spirits attacked the city gate defenders under the command of Ming Zhengfa, and they attached themselves to those defenders, opened the city gate with their bodies, and let the blood army inside.

If it weren't for them, with the height and solidity of Shingon City, how could it be conquered by a blood army that is not good at attacking the city?

However, because of the merit of breaking the city, the lich is now proudly relying on the blood army, and offers to share a certain amount of loot, which makes the whole Grand Duchy of Eternal Night very unhappy.

Their blood clan is used to eating alone, but they are not interested in giving away the delicious food they have to eat!

That's right, it's food! The Undead Kingdom needs not only dead human corpses to summon armies of bones, but also undead humans who can use dark magic to transform them into ghouls to strengthen their country, and those who have been drained of blood cannot make ghouls.

Grand Duke Lucius frowned, it's not good to drag on this matter all the time, after all, the Immortal Kingdom is their nominal ally, and it is also the spokesperson of the "gods"!

"Give them all the human corpses, and divide them ...... and give them ten thousand alive. The Grand Duke of the Blood Clan gritted his teeth for a long time before issuing the price.

"Ugh." Marquis Alucardo's face was a little strange, "Your Majesty, Shingon City has a population of 800,000, and if you only divide it into 10,000, ......"

"If they are not satisfied, they will not give them a living person!" Grand Duke Lucius said angrily.

"Understood."

Alucado replied with a low brow, telling him that the people of the Immortal Kingdom would definitely not be satisfied, but in his heart, he was also very reluctant to give away 10,000 fresh and delicious blood food for nothing, especially after thinking that this might be the last feast.

The Marquis of Alucado quickly wrote down the order of the Grand Duke Lucius with pen and paper, then stuffed it into a bamboo tube and threw it down the back of the blood dragon.

……

A moment later, the group of the Immortal Kingdom, who were still in the Blood Clan's camp, received an answer from Grand Duke Lucius.

"What? Only for 10,000 living people? Are you calling Hanako?! Frank Lampard, the Skeleton Knight, the deputy of Ming Zhengfa, angrily questioned the Blood's arrival.

The blood herald looked at Lampard with disdain, and said angrily: "This is what His Majesty the Grand Duke meant, do you like it or not, don't pull it down!" ”

"Bastard!" Lampard scolded and was about to draw his sword, but was stopped by Ming Zhengfa, who rushed up at the moment.

"Master Ming, what are you doing here?!" Frank Lampard asked, annoyed.

Ming Zhengfa said to him expressionlessly, "Don't be impatient", and then turned his head to speak to the blood herald.

"Go back and tell your Majesty the Grand Duke that he has been very fair in the distribution of the spoils, and we are very satisfied." Ming Zhengfa said with a smile.

"Hmph, count you as acquaintances!" The Bloodline herald said with a swaggering smile, glared at Lampard again, and turned to swagger away.

Watching the Bloodline leave, Lampard stomped his foot and asked Ming Zhengfa, "Lord Ming, why do we bother to whisper so much to these vampires?!" ”

Ming Zhengfa smiled, shook the goose feather fan, and said with a look of wisdom beads in his hand: "Although the blood clan has invincible power, this magnanimity is a little smaller. At this time, the plan of the 'gods' is in an urgent situation, and it doesn't matter if we are wronged, and as long as we don't get into trouble with the blood clan, the gods will see the efforts of our immortal kingdom, and they will naturally not be able to treat us badly at that time. Instead, it was the stinginess of the blood clan that fell into their eyes, hehe......"

"Alas!" Lampard sighed and said nothing, and although he knew all the truths, he just couldn't swallow it.

That night, the undead received their pitiful loot from the Blood Clan, and set out for their home.

The 10,000 trophies were all old, weak, sick and crippled brown men, and it seemed that there was only one breath left to hang, which made Lampard furious again, and it was not easy for him to persuade Lampard, and at the same time, he also had a lower opinion of the blood clan and their Grand Duke Lucius Croun.

It's just that before Ming Zhengfa and his party had time to leave the camp, a shocking news came-a blood knight came in the dust, and as soon as Fang entered the camp, he cried loudly, although everyone knew that the blood clan could not secrete tears, but this terrible dry howl like a wolf still infected many people.

"The army of the Marquis de Denis Nicklaus was defeated a few days ago by Charles Andris, the king of domestic animals! The Marquis of Nicklaus was beheaded, and nearly 40,000 of the 50,000 troops were killed!! ”

"Oh my God!" All the Bloods who heard the news had a feeling that the sky had fallen.

That's 40,000 blood nobles, one-tenth of the population of the Grand Duchy of Eternal Night! That's it...... All of a sudden?!

The Bloods are in an unprecedented state of terror!

After receiving the news, Grand Duke Lucius rushed out of his tent, and in his panic, he didn't even wear shoes!

"Nicklaus defeated? How did they lose? Hurry up and talk to me! Archduke Lucius asked in a fierce voice, holding the knight by the neck.

"Your Majesty......" The knight had long since wept silently, although he could not shed a single tear, but the great sorrow had already filled his heart.

"Your Majesty, human beings can no longer be bullied and killed casually!"

"Why?!"

"Because they have been given a great king!"