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In the distance, the outline of a castle loomed, Tren breathed a sigh of relief, and finally came back, I don't know how many fights he had experienced along the way, in that great war, not only the above-ground races were in chaos, but the system of the abyssal races was also completely torn apart, and they fell into perennial melee, not all underground races gave vampires face, especially a lone vampire like him, who was easy to become prey. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Despite the vampire's ability to recover, Tren is now scarred and in tattered clothes, looking miserable. However, seeing the castle in the distance, Tren seemed to be injected with new power, speeding up the speed of travel, no way, in this abyss world, he didn't dare to swagger into a bat and fly in the sky, in that case, the defense was too weak, and it was likely that he would be directly hunted by the enemy lurking in the dark before he became Chengren.

At this time, a group of black dots flew from the direction of the castle, moving extremely fast, and gradually, Tren could see that it was a group of bats, and he couldn't help but be happy in his heart, the bats that appeared here should be his own people.

Sure enough, the bats flew near Tren and landed, transforming into human forms and surrounding Tren in the middle.

"Yo, isn't this our eldest young master!" a young man in black came up, with a worried expression on his face, and circled around Tren a few times, his mouth snorting, "What's wrong with you? It can't be that you ran into a group of abyssal banshees, right?"

Tren frowned, he didn't expect it to be this guy, this is a well-known poisonous tongue among the younger generation of the clan, no matter good or bad, there is only one thing you can be sure of after meeting this Caiman, that is, your mood must be very bad.

If it was usual, Tren could still argue a few words, but he was really tired to the extreme along the way, and his mood was heavy, so he didn't have time to care about the ridicule in the other party's words, and said in a deep voice, "I want to see the ancestor!"

Caiman's expression changed, "What's wrong?!"

Tren bit his lip and said word by word, "My mother and Caroline are dead!"

The surrounding vampire doors were all dumbfounded, and the atmosphere was extremely oppressive, and after a long while, Kaimen asked, "Who did that?"

Tren shook his head, "Don't ask, I'm going to see the Ancestor!"

"I can take you. Speaking of this, Caiman hesitated, if it was usual, he would definitely not let go of the opportunity to hit Tren, but the problem was too serious, and he no longer had the heart to argue: "But ......"

Tren gritted his teeth, "I know!

"Yourself?" said Kayman, his mouth wide open, "you're dying?"

"If the ancestor doesn't make a move, who will avenge my mother's revenge?!" Tren roared with red eyes.

"What do you mean by Zaguned?"

"He?!" Tren snorted coldly.

Caimen sighed, "Okay, I'll take you." After saying that, he turned around and walked backwards, muttering in his mouth, "I know that humans are unreliable, see no, your cheap dad is still a lord, how can you ......?"

Tren followed behind, also with a look of hatred, his mother was killed, as a father, Zaguned didn't make any moves, but hooked up with the scratcher, of course, even if he had a big opinion, he didn't dare to express his dissatisfaction with Zaguned in person, but Tren had already made up his mind in his heart, and when he saw the ancestor, he must explain all these things clearly, with the temper of the ancestor, he would definitely be furious and personally teach his ruthless father a lesson.

There have been vampires who have come back to inform the people in the castle first, and when Tren walked under the castle, the gate of the castle was already open, although Tren was only an insignificant little person in the vampire race, but his mother Betty had a lot of prestige, not every vampire can evolve racial talents, and different talents also determine their future status in the group, Betty's talent can definitely be regarded as the best of her generation, and her death is a major loss for the vampire race。

What's more, Betty's child actually wants to come back to wake up the ancestor, this is a major event that has not occurred in hundreds of years, the ancestor does not refer to a person, but a group of old vampires who have lived for thousands of years, and any one of them has enough ability to set off a bloody storm in the abyss, and the most critical point is that whoever wants to wake them up needs to pay a price, that is, blood!

Vampires are bloodthirsty, but that doesn't mean they have an infinite amount of blood to awaken sleeping ancestors, and there have been examples of this, but that's all about gathering the power of everyone. If Betty doesn't die, if she wants to awaken the ancestors, she can come with her vampires, and each of them only needs to pay a part of the blood, although their power will be weakened, but this is completely negligible.

However, this time it was different, Tren was alone, and when his mother Betty followed Zaguned to the ground, she had already taken away all the vampires who were loyal to her, that is, in this abyss, in the vampire's lair, no one would sacrifice their own blood for Tren, after all, after all, vampires' power comes from blood.

Can the blood of one man awaken the ancestors? This is a question that many vampires in the castle are interested in now, the only thing that is certain is that no one will come to their aid, and everyone looks at Tren as if he is a dead man as if he were a dead man.

If it is a person who has never been to the vampire's lair, he will definitely be shocked by the scene in front of him, because there is nothing in the castle except for a huge hole that is exuding a trace of cold air outside, standing on the edge of the giant cave, you can see that the depths of the cave are actually brightly lit, and it turns out that the real buildings of the vampire lair are all underground, which is also a point that other abyss races have been wondering, why with the strength of the vampire race, they only occupy such a small area the size of a palm?

In fact, if you dig up the entire vampire lair, you will find that it is a huge pyramid-shaped building, and as for the castle on the ground, it is nothing more than a spire.

Tren cast a spell, transformed into a bat, and threw himself into the cave, followed by Caimen, and Caimen's men had to return to patrol the ground, because today was their rotation.

As Tren flew all the way, from time to time vampires turned into bats and followed him to wake up the ancestors, which was a once-in-a-century event, and everyone wanted to go over to see it, and even some people who had a holiday with Betty also followed, for no other reason, just to see how Betty's child died.

The cave is very deep, extending down for tens of thousands of meters, there are no traces of artificial excavation in the depths, the walls of the cave around are rocks that flicker a little bit of light in the dark, after a while, Tren finally flew to the bottom of the cave, on the ground in this kilometer radius, there is a huge and incomparable magic array, the lines that constitute the magic array are all deep grooves, there are still some black blood stains that have been solidified, and the thick smell of blood is coming.

Tren's face also changed a little, although he had decided before he came to wake up the ancestor at any cost, but looking at these criss-crossing grooves on the ground, Tren's heart suddenly cooled half, this is to drain all the blood on his body, and it can only fill a small part.

The fluttering of wings has not stopped, and there are vampires flying down and hanging on the cave wall, Tren looked up, there were at least thousands of bats hanging there, and he couldn't help but smile bitterly in his heart, in front of so many clansmen, even if he died, he could only bite the bullet, otherwise he would not be able to raise his head in this life.

In any case, I can't let my mother's blood flow in vain! Taking a deep breath, Tren slowly knelt on the ground, stretched out his sharp nails and cut through the blood vessels on his wrists, and suddenly bright red blood shot out, Tren didn't dare to waste the slightest, and quickly aimed the wound at the groove on the ground, with the blood gushing, more and more blood fell into the groove, and gradually merged into a blood stream, which flowed slowly in the groove.

There were a few soft sighs from above, and Tren knew that anyone with eyes could see that his blood was insignificant to such a huge magic array. But what is life compared to his mother's nurturing grace?, Tren thought to himself, as the blood in his body was lost, his vitality was also fading little by little, and even his mind began to become a little confused.

In the dark cavern, six huge coffins were placed in a hexagonal shape around a magic circle, and if Tren was here, he would find that this magic circle was exactly the same as the one he was infusing his blood, only slightly smaller.

In the magic array, there was a small stream of blood flowing slowly, and every time it passed through a rune, the rune would light up with a blood-red light, but the speed of blood flow was very slow, and only a small part of the runes on the entire magic array lit up.

Tren on the ground was still injecting blood into the magic array, and although his mind was a little blurry, he still insisted on cutting open wounds with his fingernails from time to time, and the recovery ability of the blood clan was a big trouble for Tren at this time.

As the blood flowed through one of the coffins in the cavern, the coffin suddenly trembled, and an old, angry voice came from inside: "Damn it, what does this smell like? Alquet, get out of here, look at what you've done!"

A moment later a sneer came from the other coffin, "Victor, you'd better think about your age before you scream, you're not a hairy boy anymore. ”

The old man's voice suddenly raised a few degrees at first, "Alquet, if I were you, I'd go and pinch that damn bastard to death right now, instead of staying here and smelling this disgusting smell!"

Alquet's voice was surprised, "Why me? You should be the one who was awakened this time?"

"Because that bastard is your descendant!Alquet, I really didn't expect you to allow your descendant to do such a dirty thing, and you will lose the face of our bloodline!"

Alquet was silent for a while before he spoke, "It turns out that it is really my descendant, well, this blood does smell of humanity, well, I admit, it is my fault." ”

Seeing that Alquette had confessed his mistake, Victor couldn't say anything more, muttering there, "Hurry up and get rid of that bastard, I hate the smell." ”

The lid of the coffin where Alquet was located seemed to be held up by a pair of invisible hands, and then an old man with a pale face and meticulously combed hair slowly sat up in the coffin.

"Alright, well, I'll go, right? Victor, you don't complain there, he's just a little descendant, so why do you care about him?" said Alquet as he stepped out of the coffin.

"This bastard has tarnished our noble bloodline!" Victor's voice sounded indignant.

"Oh, come on, don't be so old-fashioned. Alquet stood on top of the magic array with a nonchalant expression, but the next moment, his expression became a little dull.

"Damn! such a little blood can't activate the magic array at all!" Alquette was also a little angry.

"This is so normal, can you expect anyone to sacrifice their strength for a bastard?"

"Forget it!" Alquet sighed, "I'd better do it myself, isn't it just a loss of blood, it's not a big deal." ”

"You're so right, it's not a big deal, anyway, except for those black dragons and ghost dragons in the abyss, no one dares to mess with you, of course it doesn't matter if your strength is reduced a little. Victor smiled wickedly.

Alquet turned his head to look at the coffin where Victor was, "Oh, dear Victor, aren't you going to do me a favor? ”

"Why?!" Victor said angrily, "That's your descendant, why did you want to get involved with me?"

"Don't make a fuss, do you want me to be killed for blood loss, it's not good for everyone if I'm dead!" Alquet said with a smile, not caring about Victor's anger at all.

"Why don't you ask them for help?!" Victor was still unwilling to lose his precious blood.

Alquette shrugged, "It's just such a trivial matter, do you want to wake everyone up?"

After hesitating for a while, Victor said indignantly, "Knowing you guy, count me unlucky!"

Alquet immediately laughed happily, "I knew that our Victor had the best heart. ”

"Shut up, what do you call your Victor?!!' It's disgusting!" Victor reluctantly recited the incantation, and a drop of blood with a pale golden glow flew out of the coffin he was in.

Alquette reached out and took the drop of blood, chanting a spell in his mouth, and from the center of his brow flew out the same droplet, when the two drops of blood fell on the magic array, all the runes engraved on the magic circle lit up, and the dazzling white light filled the entire cave in an instant.

At the same time, Tren on the ground finally couldn't support it anymore and passed out, but when he closed his eyes, he saw that the huge magic array in front of him suddenly lit up with dazzling light.

The white light dissipated, and Alquette appeared in the center of the magic array.

(To be continued)