Seven days of daylight, followed by a long twenty-two days of polar night.

The fog in the city of Gulunhar slowly dissipated, as if the morning fog dissipated by the sun, but at this time the sunlight had already abandoned the land, and what was waiting for was not the morning, but the sky was gradually darkening.

The already gray sky was also much thicker, and the sky gradually covered a deep layer of night compared to before.

Tomorrow, when the polar night comes, today the day will be darkened.

The restless elements that fluctuate and fluctuate, like a sleeping beast gradually awakening, the desires hidden in the spiritual level, greed, irritability, and lust, are quietly awakened in some silent inducement......

On the mezzanine floor under one of the stairs of the butcher's inn, there was a muffled low pant faintly in the darkness. From time to time, the moans of ** could not be held back and became high-pitched, but they were quickly suppressed.

"Don't ...... I can't...... Not! ”

In the shadows under the corner of the stairs on the first floor, a weak and soft voice snorted softly, and a soft moan that seemed to be pain and pleasure sounded again.

These four people actually found a casual place to have fun with the public! Even if no one would go out of their way to lie down and browse the corners of the narrow staircase, the behavior of these four people is too shameless.

However, the three men alternated in turns, and they had a good time, especially when someone passed by, through the narrow corner under the stairs at the bottom of the floor, watching a pair of legs walking through the side, but they didn't know that it was staged in the mezzanine of the stairs, so the three men were particularly excited!

Another man passing by, holding the woman's legs and sprinting, he violently covered the woman's mouth to prevent her from making a sound, but there was a quiet, more exciting sprint underneath.

It's just that the legs in jeans, their owners didn't leave like the others.

"Playing so higt, don't you take me one?"

A low sneering sneer came from outside the cracks.

In the shadow of the corner of the staircase, the four people were suddenly silenced! And the man holding the woman's legs reacted even more violently, and the trembling of his crotch was a constant spasm, and his breath was weak.

A hand covered with mud suddenly stretched out!

A man farther away was immediately caught, and the sudden pull pulled him directly and was about to be dragged out, only to hear a "bang", the man's head slammed on the wooden beam. The retro-style staircase was elevated, but the movable space was cramped, and the hand pulled the man and slammed into the wooden beam several times, and then another hand reached in, grabbed his head and dragged him out.

The dull whistling sound fell, and the man whose upper body was dragged out immediately screamed, and suddenly lost his breath.

The pale face, the dark dark circles under his eyes, and Jory's hungry bloodshot eyes were revealed.

"Grass, I remember you, new here!?"

The two men with their lower bodies left the woman, and without saying a word, they took out something one after another, cut their fingers and wiped it with blood. Blood-stained scallops, twisted branches, and two blood-stained things exuded a cool, ominous aura.

The black, twisted branches seemed to be infused with life, growing wildly, and the branches stretched out and wrapped around Jory's neck, and the growing branches grabbed the man's hands like a moving whip extending out. The scallop dripping with blood, the other man just grabbed it, staring at the struggling Jory, watching him struggle to pull the black branch around his neck, and sneered: "It's useless, my brother's curse thing the more you struggle and wrap it tighter!" ”

Quickly put on his pants, and the man holding the twigs and rattans was the first to get out, kicked Jory away, pulled the vine and pulled it suddenly, and Jory, who was wrapped around his neck, immediately fell to the ground.

"Da, da, da......"

Just as the second man slipped out of the corner of the stairs and was about to clean up the newcomer with his companions, a man slowly walked down the stairs.

The first born was a stun, helical horns, a sturdy creature with fiery red skin, and a naked upper body with strong muscles, but a very short stature. The moment it walked down the stairs, the two men suddenly saw the eagle's chicks, trembling and did not dare to move in the slightest, and this strange creature directly ignored them, he walked to a door more than ten meters away, and shouted in a hoarse voice: "The night is coming, do you plan to continue to nest in the house and wait, my priest?" ”

The door creaked open, and a shadow-like creature floated out, two green eyes squinted, and the illusory voice laughed back: "I've been preparing for a month, how can I be late at the critical moment, just look at the result tomorrow, let's go...... Go to the Dark Altar! ”

Before leaving, the shadow of a few patches of fabric floated in it, and it suddenly looked at Jory and the two men with green eyes.

The ghostly eyes seemed to have an insight that pointed directly at the soul, and the three mortals at the stairs had not yet felt the coercion, and there was a kind of panic that all the secrets in their hearts had been seen through.

This is an irresistible instinctive deterrence of the food chain, which stems from the instinctive oppression of the lower organisms at the upper level of the food chain.

The shadow creature snorted and walked away with the red-skinned creature next to it. However, the shock that the two of them brought to Jory is still clear!

The kind of eyes that ignore themselves like ants, the ghostly eyes that emanate, a look of indifferent disdain.

Demons, real demons! The ultimate form that all reborn people dream of! Powerful liliang, terrifying ability, an existence that mortals can't fight, that's what ...... Demon? Hastily mentioned in the manual, Castlevania will bestow the great liliang, incarnation, demon!

There was a surge of longing in my heart.

A desire to be as liliang as those demons.

Before the demon passed by and the two men could continue to attack, Jori, whose eyes were bloodshot, bit his lip with his teeth and sprayed blood foam on the branch on his neck.

If they can power cursed things with blood, then so can I!!

"Stop."

A lifeless voice suddenly came.

A monk shrouded in a cloak, a monk with a dark aura, stepped out of a door.

The monk was obviously not Bruno, he was like a zombie, he walked slowly step by step, and on the way stretched out a hand, a sharp hiss in the sleeve, and a puff of green smoke floated out like an arm, and immediately corroded the black branches in the man's hand to dripping and turning into black water.

With a gloomy temperament and a silent and unverbal character, Jory also remembers him as the first monk to appear, Larno!

That's him! Jory hadn't forgotten the monk, how he played himself when he was still in the Dark Forest, when he was joking with everyone's lives. For what! To satisfy yourself for fun?

Larno tilted his neck and looked at the man grimly: "Is it Bruno's lamb...... weishenme shot at my lamb? ”

He, Larno, directly opened his mouth to call Jory "my lamb".

The two men who had been ruthless before, after seeing Larno, wanted the mouse to meet the cat, and suddenly resigned.

Larno said the word "roll" in his true colors, and they ran away without looking back, completely ignoring Jory, and selectively forgetting the woman who had a love of fish and water just now.

The other party is the monk who currently controls these lambs, Jory didn't want to tear his face, and he didn't care about Larno's clever help for him once, and snorted coldly: "Your name is Larno, right, hehe, it's homophonic with Bruno's name......"

"He's my brother." Larno replied briefly, he didn't seem to hear Jory's faint mockery, always with a low and gloomy temperament.

As if adding, and as if in front of Jori, Jory had more desire to speak than usual: "He's my brother, my brother...... It used to be. ”

Before? What do you mean......

"The dark altar of Gurenhar will be opened tomorrow, today, I have something to tell you, come with me......" said Larno, turning around with his body on his back.

"Looks like I'm from Bruno...... He's in charge, so why should he go with you? I don't seem to have much to say to you. ”

Larno's eerie and dead air, and Jory didn't want to provoke him. Jory knew very well that he was a few pounds and a few taels, and when he arrived at Zuihou, he still refused the other party in a calmer tone as much as possible in order not to anger Larno.

Damn, a title that is destined to be slaughtered, Lamb......

"If it's for the sake of the Dark Forest, I, Daoqian, I shouldn't have tested how stupid you would be, I knew ...... I'm not going to do that. ”

Although it sounded like he was talking about Daoqian's words, there was a bloody indifference and ridicule in Larno's words, which was due to his nature, which was probably the reason why he was at odds with everyone!

"You admit it?"

"You believe it?"

Jory had already vented a lot of the false accusations and grievances that the Rose Tavern had received, and at this moment he was in a better mood and quickly figured out something.

Larno claims to be brothers with Bruno, not only is the relationship incompatible but against each other, and most importantly, he is powerless to resist what Larno wants to do to Jory.

Finally, Jory went to Larno's room.

Similar to the layout of the large room that Bruno left for the lambs, there was not much furniture on the empty floor, and an oversized bed took up most of the floor, and it seemed that such a large bed was reserved for some large monsters.

And this empty room must be so deserted because Larno has not yet had a "lamb".

"I'm very hungry, the dining car is over there, I'll talk about it after I have something to eat."

Hungry in his stomach, Jory hadn't even gone to look at the food cart full of food, Larno pointed out the dining cart for Jory as if he was a prophet, Jory quickly turned his head and didn't look at the dining car, but looked at Larno cautiously.

"Bruno and I are equally specialized in spirits and curses, he is good at hearts and spirits, and I am good at herbs and curses, so you don't have to worry about me using mind reading on you."

"I can see your eyes very clearly."

It's just that Jory has no desire for the food truck at the moment, he is indeed hungry, but the food he craves is no longer the bread and jerky on the food truck.

A kind of hot blood surging longing, the chest is dry and unbearable, I want to have a warm sweet spring to moisten the heart.

Craving for a faint, salty, delicate taste......

On the seventh day of Zuihou, when day and night alternated, before the polar night fell, there was already a dark liliang that accompanied the polar night before the polar night, and gradually awakened in this land......

The bloodshot in the whites of Jory's eyes never faded, but became more and more restless.

The butcher's inn, all the lambs who had not yet fallen asleep on the floor, struggled with all kinds of discomfort, hugged their bodies or refused to rest, ready to move.

The end of this day is destined to be a sleepless day.