The gray sky was filled with a drizzle, the rainy night was cold, and the surrounding monastery buildings were black holes, only a few windows were lit with faint blue lights, illuminating a few fluttering transparent silhouettes.

The original Snakov Monastery was only half an acre, but as rumors of the vampire progenitors grew, it began to gain support from religious lunatics and local governments.

As a result, the originally simple complex of buildings expanded outwards during repairs and reinforcements, and then expanded, spreading like mold, and finally became a behemoth covering an area of more than a town.

The blue stone path in the monastery is full of yellow fallen leaves and grass roots, mixed with some green shoots, which emerge from under the dead leaves.

Above the road, trees overlapped to form a canopy, and the sky was completely obscured by dense green branches and foliage, and only the sporadic electric light leaked through the cracks.

On both sides of the road, black-brown tree trunks are curved and twisted, and none of them are straight shapes.

Yare and Bruno walked one after the other, stepping on fallen leaves and grass roots, and even though the view above them was obscured by foliage, they could still feel the slope of the road rising.

"What did you just do to those two psychopathic murderers?"

"At that time, I happened to feel the breath of the puppet's owner, and I was about to catch up, so I simply stuffed the minced flesh of my tongue into the pocket of the top hat and skinny monkey pants, and planted the blame. You also felt the earthquake just now, most of those two perverts are dead. ”

"Hahaha, you're so bad. ”

"Don't praise me like that. ”

The two walked along the road for more than ten minutes. A brown crossroads sign suddenly appeared on the side of the road.

The black-haired knight walked over briskly, gently brushing away the fallen leaves and dust from the road sign, revealing the handwriting underneath.

'The place where the ancestors slumbered. The handwriting is like splashing ink. Crimson as blood, it looked tense, covering the glyph that was supposed to be the 'Hall of Sleep'.

Bruno walked to the end of the bluestone road and looked ahead.

In front of me is a towering mountain, the entire mountain of trees has been cut down, in the verdant mountains, it is like a scar that has appeared. Bare brown rocks. The dark yellow soil makes people feel a sense of depression and loss of unknown origin.

On the limestone hill stands a majestic rectangular building, the Temple of the Sleeper.

The temple stands on the highest point of the mountain. After thousands of years of vicissitudes, now the roof of the temple has collapsed, the statue is gone, and the relief is seriously eroded. But from the colonnade that stands majestically. You can also see the abundance of the first construction.

At this moment, the temple was surrounded by a mass of misshapen thorns, faintly distorted, and everywhere there were spiral twisted vines, and thick brown rhizomes arched out of the ground, forming arched semicircles.

Looking ahead, it actually made the silver-haired boy faintly feel a sense of dizziness.

"It's the place where the rumored vampire ancestor Vlad sealed, and there's not a trace of power leaking out. This is good news for us. Jarre walked over to Bruno and glanced up at the Temple of the Sleeper. He stepped up the stairs to the top of the mountain.

"There seem to be quite a few people there. The silver-haired boy hurriedly followed.

......

The entrance to the temple was inside the Thorn Grove, behind a few broken Doric stone pillars, and the doors were stained with a layer of dark brown blood, which would only be thought to be the color of the stone if you didn't look closely.

The stone door is obviously broken, the door panel has disappeared, and the deep corridor leads to the interior.

The black-haired knight took a slight look before entering, and found that the stone inside the temple was so much corroded that the fine patterns on the side walls on both sides were blurred, and no trace of the original was visible.

Walk through a corridor full of cobwebs and dust and enter the shrine where statues replace stone pillars.

As soon as the black-haired knight entered the temple, he instinctively felt that something was wrong,

The temple was too spacious, longer and wider than the usual square, and a large sarcophagus rested quietly on a stone platform jutting out of the ground in the center of the room.

The architectural style of the memorial is consistent with the tomb passage outside, and a set of reliefs on the herringbone wall on the east side is engraved with a vivid pattern of the Kabbalah Tree of Life. On the west side of the gablebone wall is the birth of Vlad, the ancestor of the vampire, who is said to have shot the Son with a spear in his hand, and was contaminated with the blood of the Holy Blood.

On both sides of the sarcophagus, there were more than a dozen people dressed as mercenaries standing at this moment, and when they saw Yare and Bruno walking into the sacrificial hall unscathed, they obviously showed wary and hostile expressions.

A gray-robed old man at the head walked out, looked at the black-haired knight, and said in a deep voice:

"It's an honor to meet you, we are mercenaries of the Mountain and Sea Mercenary Regiment, and your Excellency will be able to enter the Temple of the Sleeper without injury, and you must be extraordinary. We have no intention of being enemies of the two, and the treasure in the sarcophagus is enough for us to share, so there is no need for conflict. ”

"That makes sense, so how do you divide it?"

Yalei felt that the old man on the other side was quite familiar, so he didn't plan to embarrass them.

"Although the Mountain and Sea Mercenary Group is not a top mercenary group, it is also ranked in the top 100 in Atlasu, and it has taken a lot of effort to come here. Such...... After the coffin is opened, we take the risk together, and if there is a treasure, all of us will have five shares, and two of us will have three shares, how about it?"

The old man was a little wary, and carefully observed the two.

"And where are the other two?" the silver-haired boy blurted out.

Behind the old man walked out a female mage in a white robe, glared at Bruno hatefully, suddenly raised her chin, and replied with an unhappy face:

"That's going to be taxed, otherwise the Rosevia Tax Office will fine you until you go bankrupt!"

"No, why should we pay the part of the tax?"

The black-haired knight shook his head decisively, arguing with reason: "The part of the tax should be paid together, and the rest of us will be divided into five or five, so it will be fair." ”

The female mage immediately widened her apricot eyes and sneered:

"No! There are a dozen of us here, and there are only two of you. Why do you want half of your mouth!"

"What's the use of having too many people, is it justified if there are too many people? There are so many of you who may not be able to beat the two of us. "Yare resolutely began to show off his might and play hooligan.

"No way!"

"No, you don't count!"

“......”

The honest boy Bruno looked left and right, and opened his mouth silently. I couldn't interject for a while.

The old man glanced helplessly at the red-faced female mage, and felt that the black-haired knight's position was really firm, and it was not easy to shake, and it was easy to fight if he fought too much.

He was about to compromise with a few words of haha, when he suddenly noticed that Yalei fell silent, and then two narrow shadows were projected from outside the corridor.

First, there was a crisp glutinous tone:

"Goth. We're late, and there are already quite a few people in the temple. ”

Then came another rough and powerful voice:

"Damn, it's all to blame on the two stupid reporters who let us pigeon. ”

Between a question and a question. A tall young man with short purple hair and a cold face wearing only a short sleeve and long pants walked into the temple. His gaze first turned to the Mountain and Sea Mercenary Group, the corners of his lips pulled up slightly, and then to the other two, his expression suddenly heavy.

"So it's all your fault. Apparently it has hit the vicinity of the temple. But because I remembered someone to interview, I retreated outside the monastery.,It's really easy to get carried away.。 ”

A "girl" with a beautiful face who spoke beautiful words swayed into the temple with the shadow moving under the lamplight.

When this person walked into the main hall, it was like a sky full of flower petals brushing through the space, and everyone's eyes lit up.

This is a delicate and beautiful person to the extreme, with long light blue hair scattered behind his head, a pair of slender and charming eyes under a flat forehead, and a straight and straight nose. The tip of his eyebrows was slightly raised, and his eyes were half-open and half-closed as if he had not woken up.

"Her" has emaciated shoulders and is shapely. The snow-white neck corresponds to each other, glowing with a charming luster under the light. Wearing a pink shirt and white corset bell bottoms, the round-necked shirt on the chest wraps the delicate collarbone, and the soft snow-white skin is clearly visible under the bones, bringing a deep bone marrow and bone beauty to the people in the temple.

Everyone, except Yare and Bruno, looked obsessed when they saw the man in front of them, both men and women.

"Luo Luo, we seem to be in trouble, the two people over there, the worst is a natural disaster. The purple-haired young man looked to the other side of the temple and said in a cold voice.

"Then there is no way, if you can negotiate peace, don't start a war easily. As the words of "her" spat out from the bright red lips, people couldn't help but listen intently.

This guy is unexpectedly pretty......

Even after being bombarded with Charlene, Bruno, and Lydia for a long time, Yalei couldn't help but have such thoughts after seeing each other.

When he noticed the shallow Adam's apple under the other party's snow-white neck, he suddenly showed a surprised expression.

Another Bruno......

However, there are also differences, although both are also more beautiful than ordinary people, but Bruno is a sense of beauty and beauty. Although she is occasionally treated as a girl, after figuring out his gender, she can still get along with each other and will not feel abrupt.

And the one in front of him is a kind of enchanting and graceful feeling, bright and dripping, like a blooming rose, fragrant and charming. Even the most normal straight man, after seeing him, he will have a thought that "even boys can accept it".

The beautiful young man named Lolo in front of him, his beauty is a temptation that makes people can't help but sin—from Lucifer's malice.

"Hey, it's easy for people of our level to fight to the death, so let's divide it in half except for the taxes, it's fair enough. Goethe spread his hands and said with a helpless face.

"Forehead ......"

The black-haired knight quickly retracted his thoughts and replied intently, "Nice proposal." ”

"Hey, wait a minute!"

The girl mage suddenly stood up, glanced coldly at the two people who had just appeared, clenched the silver snake staff in his hand, and shouted indignantly:

"Obviously, our Mountain and Sea Mercenary Group arrived here first, how can you divide the treasure in front of us without saying a word, it's too much. ”

"Vivien, don't speak!"

The old man glared at her with a fierce look that he had never seen before.

Luo Luo chuckled, his eyes turned to the girl's face, his red lips opened his jaw, and the words came out of his mouth:

"That's because the weak don't have the right to negotiate, and I can erase the low-level natural disasters of your mercenary group with my backhand, so if you know each other, run away quickly. ”

"You...... Woooooooo

The girlish cheeks were about to be angrily reprimanded, but the old man covered his mouth.

After he blocked the female mage's mouth, a trace of depression appeared on the old man's face, and he slowly exhaled:

"I didn't expect that there were so many big people staring at the ancestral treasure, looking at the demeanor and demeanor of the two, it must be His Excellency 'Cancer' Goth, and His Excellency 'Rose' Lolo. It is also our honor to meet the legendary mercenaries here, and we don't want this batch of treasures from the Mountain and Sea Mercenary Group. ”

As he spoke, the old man turned his gaze to Yare and Bruno again, bowed and said, "Please be clumsy, I haven't been able to see the names of the two, if you can, can you reveal it?"

"We just debuted, and we don't have a name. The black-haired knight replied half-truthfully.

"Understood, since Your Excellency doesn't want to say more, then...... Leave. ”

The old man looked at him deeply, picked up his staff, and led the way out of the temple.

Whoosh!

A cold light drew a straight white line, flashed from the entrance of the temple, and instantly shot at the old man's throat. Almost at the same time, a black chain blade flew out, silently cutting through the space, right at the top of the white line.

Ding--!

After a crisp sound of sparks splashing in the space, a large flying knife with a gold-inlaid handle swirled and stabbed into the ground, the blade sinking directly into the stone floor.

"Ahh

The female mage's eyes were straight with fright, and she stood stunned, staring at the throwing knife that was deep into the stone slab for three seconds before letting out a hoarse scream.

"This ...... ...... is this?"

The old man's eyes widened, his face was full of disbelief, and he touched his neck in hindsight, and after realizing that he was not injured, he turned his head and glanced at Yalei gratefully:

"Thank you. ”

"Don't care. ”

The black-haired knight withdrew his falcon sword and looked coldly at the entrance of the corridor:

"Get out. ”

"Hehehehe, I didn't expect there to be someone here who could stop my flying knife. There was a shrill laugh in the corridor, a voice that was extremely contrived and harsh, like a very clumsy and blunt performance.

"Hello everyone, I'm the Joker, the Magician Joker. ”

With a pungent smell of inferior perfume, a figure bounced into the sacrificial hall.

It was a strangely dressed man, with a red nose and no eyebrows, black eyes, white paint on the side of his mouth, and brown rough snakeskin everywhere else, and curly red hair combed backwards, like a clown. (To be continued.) )