Chapter Twenty-Seven: A Visit from the High-Ranking of the Blood Clan

When Salian came out, the other vampires dispersed. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

The women infected by the other vampires could only become low-level zombies, and they staggered out with expressionless faces and followed into the bedroom with the laughter of the vampires.

Many of the Himmler memories that Marvin searched were records of him ravaging young human women.

Marven frowned, these vampires seemed to have a great interest in assimilating young human women, and he manipulated Himmler to wander around the castle casually, and he actually ran into no less than ten female zombies. And male zombies, it seems that there are not many in the whole town of Ramadie.

It's no wonder that while adult male zombies are known for their strength, female zombies have a special advantage in agility after training, and more importantly, these vampires can use them to vent at any time****** so young human females tend to be more popular with vampires.

"Go, get that little girl out!" Marven gave Himmler the order through his mental power, he really couldn't bear to see a living teenage girl turn into a walking corpse.

Unexpectedly, after receiving this order, Himmler did not move, but trembled.

"How dare you resist my orders!" Marven was puzzled, it stands to reason that Himmler's soul has been completely controlled by him, and now he is just a puppet with memories.

"Could it be that something is wrong with the spiritual magic?" Marven did not believe in evil, and strengthened his spiritual sense of Himmler, while repeating the death order just now.

Himmler trembled even more, and Marven could even sense the tremors coming from the depths of his soul.

"Lord...... Master...... Please spare me...... This command...... I really don't dare to carry it out......" Himmler's soul begged him for mercy through spiritual induction.

"Why?" Marven became more and more curious, his order made Himmler feel extremely frightened, as if releasing the little girl without permission would threaten his life.

"That'...... It was a sacrifice to Lord Orrenville, and he knew it...... He's going to slaughter the whole town......" Himmler's stammering words came from the spirit world along with some horrific memories.

It turns out that the guy named Orrenville is the top boss of all the Bloods in Morowing, and he has a special penchant for tender and delicious human children, and he demands tribute from his subordinates almost every human town he visits. If he doesn't like it, this guy will not hesitate to slaughter all the humans around him, and even those subordinates who are blood clans will inevitably be severely punished.

Deeply impressed by Orrenville's horror, Himmler's subconscious reminded him not to anger the evil star after being controlled by Marven's soul.

As pitiful as the little girl was, it was obviously unwise to let her go, causing the entire town to be slaughtered, and Marven had to give up his plans to save people.

Looking at Himmler's frightened appearance, this Orrenville's strength is only quite terrifying, it seems that the situation on the side of the Demon Realm Seal is not optimistic, and many high-level demons have begun to move.

It's been a busy day, Marven gradually felt deep sleep, he put away the eye of the night demon, turned over the broken coffin, sorted out the quilt inside, and then slept on the floor, as a normal human being, he didn't have a hobby of sleeping coffins.

The next day, Marven got up early and went straight to Salian's room.

I don't know, Himmler's memory almost only has fear for this guy, but Marven can't understand the specific situation of Orrenville through his memory, only that he almost killed Himmler again because of his ineffective fighting.

After all, this Himmler is just a small captain of the guard, and his knowledge is limited, and if he wants to know more information about the demons, he can only start from the top.

"Oh, it's Master Rickon, is it okay to come to me early in the morning?" Salian yawned and opened the door.

"Oh, hehe, I couldn't drink enough last night, so I didn't make everyone happy, so I came here to make amends. Marven smiled and patted him on the shoulder.

"The master is polite, you have come all the way to help us, and it has already made us very happy, how can we say that we are not happy, but we are afraid that the hospitality will not be considerate and we will neglect the master. Salian hurriedly invited Marven into the house.

After entering the door, Marven saw at a glance the poor girl who was assimilated into a vampire last night, the girl was lying on a large bed made of coffins almost all over, and she had completely become Sarian's slave girl.

"I heard that Lord Orrenville will be coming over in the next few days?" Marven asked straight to the point.

Salian was a little surprised, "Master, how do you know?"

"Oh, Himmler told me this morning. Marven replied unhurriedly.

"How could he tell you this?" Hearing this, Salian's expression was slightly unhappy, he didn't want any outsiders to know more about the internal affairs of their blood clan.

"Your Excellency the Viscount, rest assured, Himmler and I are friends of life and death, and we never hide anything from each other, I am just worried that the weapons and equipment brought in will not be enough, and I am afraid that Lord Orrenville will not be able to communicate with each other. Marven talked nonsense casually, anyway, when he asked Himmler, he would only nod and admit it, and Himmler himself was Sally's peace of mind, and he bet that Sally would not suspect Himmler.

"Oh...... So that's the case, the master is too worried. Salian's expression softened, and the magician had become close friends with his confidants, and he was so considerate of them, which made Salian a little inexplicably moved.

"Our biggest problem at present is the lack of troops, but there is no need to be so anxious about weapons and equipment, the ones you brought yesterday can already guarantee that we have one manpower. Salian shook his head and smiled wryly.

Marven was overjoyed when he heard this, the equipment he brought could equip about two hundred people if he died, and it seemed that the power of this blood clan was not very strong.

"Then, what is the situation of the other demons, do you need us to give them some support?" Marven knew that other branches of the demons had also begun to act, but for some reason, he had not encountered other demons.

"Hmph!" they ......" Salian looked disdainful, "It's all a bunch of cowards! They only know how to hide in the countryside and bully the villagers, and they don't dare to attack any town head-on!" He kept shaking his head, "The demon god is on top, this group of soft eggs is simply a shame for the entire demon world, it's just that they can't beat the elves, and they are so jealous of a small human country......"

"They don't deserve weapons, we just want these guys not to hold back. Salian's face was full of sarcasm, and between his words, he was extremely sarcastic and sarcastic about the other demons.

After a morning of talking with Salian, Marven finally left satisfied, although Salian seemed cruel and cunning, but he was very gullible to others, and from his mouth, Marven got a lot of useful information.

The base camp of the blood clan in the territory of the Duchy of Morowing is located in a small city called Solo, and other branches of the demon clan are all over the countryside, because the seal of the demon world has not completely expired after all, the demon clan still keeps a low profile in Middle-earth in general, but the blood clan is the only exception, according to Salian, they not only captured several towns, but also got the support of the former Morowing royal family, since the old king was deposed by the suzerain, the members of the Morowingian royal family have been trying to restore, but they suffer from no military support, and now the demon invasion has given them the best chance, and the Morowingian army is almost vulnerable in front of these demon powerhouses。