"You are in charge of everything, you control the boundaries between life and death, you are the King of kings, you are the God of God. ”

The movements of the Great Elder Augustus were extremely twisted in his hands, his waist swayed left and right, and his steps were extremely chaotic, but if he looked closely, he seemed to be able to feel a bit of mystery hidden inside.

The dwarves such as Minna and Harold who followed him to "pray" had been dazzled by this complex "dance" movement, and imitated it with difficulty, trying to hold on, and kept chanting:

"You have given us life, you have given us food, you have given us courage in the face of difficulties, you have given us kindness, integrity, compassion and steadfastness. ”

At the entrance to the main hall, in an empty place, four transparent figures were watching the prayers of the dwarves.

"The gestures and gestures they prayed were very similar to the ritual gestures and gestures of the ancient Magic Empire. The vampire bride Tess said to Galata, the butler, Wells, and the maid Edith, in a puzzled and amused tone, using the Bloodline's natural instinct for "short-distance telepathy".

They found a hiding place for the Dwarven Rebels!

Wells and Edith are both blood servants, they have been living in the Plateau of Night since they were children, and they have only gone as far as the nearby vampire lord's castle, how can they know the rituals of the ancient magic empire, so after hearing Tess's words, they are all resigned, and they don't know how to answer - how can the study in the castle be used by these blood servants, especially Wells, who doesn't even know a single language!

"Ma'am, the old dwarf's movements are too complex and twisted, and they are very different from magical rituals. Galata, the vampire butler, replied respectfully, "Rather, it's more like the sacrificial dance of the Cult of Truth when it first developed." ”

"Hmph. The original sacrificial movements of the Cult of Truth were based on simple magical rituals, and, Galata, don't you see that the old dwarf's movements are complex and twisted because he can play six magicians with different directions and movements alone, and they can be connected......" Tess snorted softly.

Both Wells and Edith buried their heads low, not daring to interject at this time. Those lowly dwarves did not know how they could not know how a noble blood servant such as himself could not know the truth, and the master, Count Vlad, was injured by the divine magic of the God of Truth in the latter part of a war called "Dawn". He has not been cured. For hundreds of years it has often been asleep, never leaving the "plateau of the night", therefore, inside the castle. The topic of the Religion of Truth is taboo. Only Lady Tess, Mr. Galata, and other orthodox bloodlines can be discussed.

"Ma'am. Your eye is outstanding, a bit like that, indeed. Butler Galata watched carefully for a moment, agreeing with Tess's guess. "But their prayers are certainly not incantations, so the ritual won't do anything, but then I can't tell which ritual it is. ”

"It's okay, the ritual won't have any effect anyway, and we can torture these stinking dwarves once we catch them. Tess sneered, completely in the vampire's position, "How dare you pray to the gods?

"Thanks to your sharp eyes, Madame, we were able to find out that there was something wrong with the dwarf and find a hiding place for the rebels. Wells was afraid that Mrs. Tess would not be able to control her emotions, and that it would probably hurt her, so she half-changed the subject and half-flattered.

Tess smiled slightly: "After being a slave in the castle for at least three years, he can still maintain his vigor and vitality, hmph, if it weren't for the hope in his heart, he would have been as lifeless and numb as a normal dwarf." In this way, it is very easy to distinguish and shows that he is likely to have a problem. I didn't think it was related to the rebels. ”

"Madame, you're right, dwarves don't deserve hope, they're just cattle and horses in captivity!" said Edith.

Seeing that the prayer ceremony was coming to an end, and there was no more content to watch, Tess waved her hand: "Kill them and hang them on the castle wall to dry, so as not to be ridiculed by other earls and viscounts." ”

"Yes, ma'am," replied Galata, the butler, as well as Wells and Edith.

Harold followed the Great Elder Augustus and bowed down to the ground and prayed in a low voice: "Great Lord of Life and Death, you love us as you hold the supreme authority. We will have all mouth recite your name and sanctify you. Let your glory shine on you and be free from all suffering and evil. ”

"May your Steam Holy Name reign supreme once again!"

After praying, he quietly added in his heart: "May under your protection, rebuild the glorious steam civilization!"

As soon as his inner voice fell, two terrible screams came out in succession, and Harold rolled up in astonishment and looked at the entrance of the main hall.

Four figures slowly emerged, none other than the familiar Lady Tess, the Galata Steward, Wells Overseer, and Edith Maid, with Galata grasping a dwarf at the end of the line, two snow-white fangs digging deep into his neck, while Wells had his fingernails glittering with metallic sheen, slitting the throat of the other dwarf and spurting blood.

Blood servants are not entitled to blood, and even if they are wasted, they cannot exceed it.

"How are you here?!" Harold blurted out in a panic, shivering all over.

The glamorous dwarf vampire Tess took out a "nightingale" scarf from the Kingdom of Holm, gently wiped the corners of her mouth, and said with a smile: "Didn't you bring us here?"

The dwarven rebels, stunned by the sudden appearance of the vampires and the brutal slaughter, all turned their heads to look at Harold with suspicion, hatred, contempt, and resentment in their eyes.

"Harold, why are you betraying us?" Quarkins picked up the great axe and was about to cut down the shameful traitor.

The dwarven girl Mierna looked at her companion in disbelief: "I believe in you like that. ”

"No, I didn't betray you, Grand Elder, Millna, Uncle Warren, Uncle Quigins, I didn't, I didn't! you have to believe me!" Harold explained to the other dwarves in horror and despair, forgetting what it was like to be "surrounded" by vampires.

Tess giggled, and motioned with her eyes to Galata and the others not to be busy killing. She really likes this kind of playful feeling.

"I believe you, Harold, if you're going to betray us, just take them in. Great Elder Augustus said calmly.

"Great Elder......" Harold suddenly had a sense of dawn, even if he only knew what dawn was in the story of the Great Elder.

Augustus shook his head in pity, and said loudly to the stunned dwarves: "Do you fight to the death and fight your way out, or do you kneel numbly and die?"

"Steam supreme!" the dwarves picked up the giant axes beside them and called out loudly, full of war intent for a moment.

Tess covered her mouth. Disappointment: "It's really boring. Galata, hands-on. ”

Galata straightened her bow tie, ignored the dwarf who rushed towards him with his great axe in his hand, turned and bowed, "Do as you ask." Madam. ”

A giant axe was about to slash him in the back. Suddenly. With a kick of his right foot, he turned into a ghostly afterimage and circled behind the dwarf. Form a claw with your left hand and pull it forward.

The dwarf let out a terrible scream, and then his voice was drowned out as if he had been saliva, and he fell to the ground and rolled to the ground, and after a few blows, his legs kicked and he could no longer move, and blood was pouring from his throat.

Then he turned into the dwarf, and his figure did not stop, and everywhere he passed, there was a scream.

The dwarves managed to surround him with the advantage of numbers, but he suddenly turned into countless small bats, scattered in all directions, and regrouped in the distance.

Some of the dwarves had already fought with Wells and Edith, and their strength was not much different from each other, and the two blood servants were firmly suppressed by the roar of the giant axe.

Seeing that Galata could not be defeated, and Wells and Edith, who were guarding the door, did not have the strength of official knights, the Great Elder said bitterly: "Rush to the door!

Seven or eight dwarves looked at each other, shouted, dragged Galata back, and fled in exchange for their lives for the other dwarves.

But every ten seconds, a scream rang out among them, and it seemed that it couldn't be delayed for long.

Glancing sadly at the dwarves, the rest of the dwarves rushed to the door with tears in their eyes, completely breaking Wells and Edith's defenses, and looking ready to rush into the passage.

"Rubbish!" Tess at the entrance of the passage said coldly, two delicate white fangs grew out of her mouth, and then with a wave of her right hand, a black gas enveloped several dwarves who rushed in front of her.

Ahh

The black qi dissipated, and the dwarves at the front fell over with shriveled and pale bodies, as if their blood had been drained in an instant.

The rest of the dwarves were so frightened that they fled in all directions, but no matter how they ran, they didn't dare to come within a meter of Tess.

Vampires aren't just about hand-to-hand combat!

"Why is it so strong?" muttered to the Grand Elder, Harold, Minna and the rest of the back row with pale faces.

Although the Great Elder had always been very sober and knew that the Dao Rebels would never be able to compete with high-level vampires, he didn't expect that with this ordinary or mid-level vampire, it would be easier to slaughter the rebels than to slaughter cattle and sheep.

"Our efforts, our struggles, our sacrifices, are they useless?" the Great Elder fell to his knees with his back to the altar.

Tess didn't continue to cast her dark magic, took out the nightingale handkerchief and wiped her hands, "Don't you understand? You can survive because the other bloodlines are too bored and want to play a game of cat and mouse." If you don't get hopeful, you won't be disappointed. ”

"Really?" the Great Elder slammed his head on the ground with muddy tears, "Is there no way out for the dwarves like this?

He turned around and slammed into the altar while crying: "O god of steam, Lord Almighty, Lord of life and death, save your family!"

The screams of the dwarves rang out one after another.

"Wake up, do you think there really will be gods to help you?" Tess scoffed, "Thousands of years, or tens of thousands of years, are you dwarves still so naïve?"

The Great Elder was completely immersed in his own realm, chanting the names of the gods in his mouth, while constantly hitting his head on the altar, and the blood stained the stone face red.

"Ha Lu Ha, these idiots. Wells managed to recover from the dwarf's onslaught, and couldn't help but laugh.

Harold, Minna and other dwarves fell to their knees in despair as they saw that fewer and fewer of their fellow people could stand, and Galata seemed to be an invincible slaughtering machine.

"Is this the end of the Resistance, and will the hope of the dwarves never appear?" thought to Harold.

Suddenly, a light flashed in front of his eyes, and he subconsciously raised his head, and his expression suddenly froze.

The altar, the altar that had not reacted before, actually rose up with a layer of divine and solemn light!

Lines of white light and dim light kept shining out in all directions!

After a short period of solidification, ecstasy, gratitude, and other emotions welled up in his heart, and Harold lay on the ground with tears in his eyes:

"Great Lord of Life and Death, You love us as you hold the supreme authority. ”

"We will have all mouth speak your name and sanctify you. ”

The Great Elder, Minna, Quirkins, and other dwarves also recovered from their shock, and prayed earnestly to the altar with tears on their faces:

"Let your glory shine on you from all suffering and evil. ”

"May your Steam Holy Name reign supreme once again!"

Inside the "altar", a figure wearing a strange black dress slowly emerged.

"Lord, you have come to earth to bring the gift of salvation. ”

"Great Lord of Life and Death, Shine on Your Glory and All Things Will Be Purified!"

The Great Elder, Harold and other dwarves became more and more excited, and the god of steam actually descended here to save himself and others?

Tess, Galata, and the others looked at the altar in amazement, what had changed? (To be continued......