Chapter 113: The Man Who Came Back from the Dead
Hearing John's words, Albert fell silent. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info
After a moment, he nodded, "If your request is reasonable, I can help you." ”
John brushed away the hair that was blocking his eyes and stared at Albert in a daze, the other party's eyes were sincere, not like he was lying.
Besides, he had no choice. Just last night, he lost his family, his future, hope, even his temperature and heartbeat. He looked at his pale, cold hands, unsure if he was still alive.
Albert did not urge, silently watching John's gaze, which turned from decadence to madness.
"My home is near the town of Merlin, which is a peaceful village. After some time, John spoke, and his tone was calm.
"I know Merlin, the fruit is selling well. Albert smiled and said, trying to ease the oppressive atmosphere, and the other party's emotions made him very uncomfortable.
"Don't interrupt me. John looked at Albert dissatisfied, collected his thoughts, and continued: "I am an ordinary farmer, although not rich, but I have a warm home. My beautiful wife, my lovely son, thank God for bringing them to me. ”
Albert did not interrupt this time, and patiently listened to the boring first part of the story.
"However, the night of Rebirth changed everything for me. John's tone changed, he was no longer calm, and he gritted his teeth. "A demon came to the village and everyone died, my children, my wife, my friends. He told Albert, his eyes glinting with a beastly green, "including me, of course." ”
"Are you dead?" Albert asked, frowning.
"That's right, I'm dead. John nodded, "I'm not alive now." ”
"Is that all there is to your story?" said Albert in confusion as John stopped talking, "demons, death, resurrection." ”
"And monsters. John smiled and reached into the campfire in front of him, his skin beginning to twist and twist, and there was a tingling sound.
That's when something strange happened.
When John withdrew his hand, his burns were strangely healed and intact.
"That's what you're talking about...... Monster. Albert incredulously said that this was faster than the dragons' resilience.
"That's right, before I could run away from that demon, I turned into an upright wolf-like monster. John looked at his hands, a look of struggle and pain in his eyes. "My children, my wife, and the other villagers, all of them turned into wolf-like monsters. But the difference is that they lost consciousness and I didn't. "Maybe it was anger that kept me sane, and I escaped for revenge." ”
"And what about him?" Albert nodded, pointing to the homeless man who was still unconscious.
John was stunned and looked at Albert's finger, his gaze becoming cold, "That's the devil sent to hunt me down." He said indifferently, and walked towards the homeless man lying in the snow.
"You can't kill him yet. Albert stopped John.
"You promised me that you would help me. John stared at Albert like an angry beast.
"That's right, I promised you, and I never forget. Albert smiled and shifted, "But I need to know if it's true." ”
"You're doubting me. John stretched out his grip on Albert's neck, but before he could touch the other man, he was kicked out by a shadow and buried in the thick snow.
"If your story is true, why can't you wait any longer?" Albert walked over, with flames with every step. The snow beneath his feet melted in an instant, revealing a grayish-brown and blackened earth and blackened dead grass. "When he wakes up, I'll make the final judgment. He tugged at John's collar and pulled him up, smiling constantly.
"Hopefully it's not an excuse. John nodded, and followed Albert back to the campfire.
Venison hunted on the way is on the campfire, and the pepper and chili powder stick to the spilled off-white grease, and the rich aroma is delicious.
Albert's mind was not on the barbecue, and after seeing John's performance just now, he was still a little sick to his stomach. He stared at the homeless man, who was still unconscious, pondering the information he had received from John.
Demons, death, resurrections, wolf-like monsters.
Tie these words together, and the answer will come out.
It's just that Albert can't believe his conclusions, which is really terrible.
In the distant Dark Ages, the Lord of the Demons created an evil race to enslave a large number of Terrans.
Bloodline, more people call them vampires. It was a terrible and powerful race, especially to the Terrans, and the Blood Race was even more terrifying than the plague.
Vampires carry a special plague, or curse, in their saliva that can only act on the Terran boiling blood toxin. Any human who has been bitten by a vampire will become a werewolf who knows nothing but killing, whether it is a living person or a corpse. The Demon Lord has used vampires to create a vast army, and the transformed werewolves can gain great power, rivaling even the lowliest gray-haired werewolves.
At the time, the terrible vampires almost wiped out the human race.
And the funny thing is that it was the demon lord who saved the human race at the critical moment, but it was by no means out of good intentions.
Everyone knows the evil plan of the Demon Lord, he only wants to create more werewolf warriors, and the people of the time have to escape this cruel reality.
Fortunately, monsters are an evil race abandoned by nature, so they are unable to cultivate vitality and magic, and vampires and werewolves are no exception. And because they are magical creatures, they are infertile.
But as high-level monsters and undead creatures that have died once, vampires and werewolves have eternal life.
Not only that, but vampires and werewolves also have special ways to increase their strength. Vampires are able to cast curses to gain greater power from their werewolf minions. Werewolves, on the other hand, have the power to kill themselves, perfecting their own demon blood by devouring the blood of the human race.
Albert looked at John, and he couldn't figure out why the Bloodlines were on the surface.
According to the General History of the Continent, when the Titan Legion led by the Sun God defeated the Demon Legion, the Bloodline was banished to the Underworld. The three entrances to the surface world are also heavily guarded. One of the Guardians is the two powerful Elven families, and the other two are the Wurms, close relatives of the Dragons, and a coalition of races other than Elves and Humans.
Unless a Guardian betrays the Covenant, it is impossible for the Bloodlines to return to the continent of Atlantis.
Let's hope that's not true, Albert thought to himself, and only when the other homeless man wakes up can he come to a final conclusion.