In North Carolina, USA, there is a terrifying legend that has always been circulating.

It was in the depths of the Swamp of Dismore, and there was an eerie castle.

The castle is inhabited by a powerful vampire, who is nocturnal and wears a sophisticated black gown with an elegant smile on his lips.

It's so handsome, and it has an unstoppable charm that any girl will fall in love with it when she sees it.

But once you are bewitched by its handsomeness and accept its invitation, you will be taken back to the castle.

After being fed with blood, he was then impaled.

Outside the castle, on the banks of the swamp, there are countless wooden stakes, and its werewolf minions will lift you high and aim the tips of the stakes at your weak points.

You will let out a wail of pain, and this is the ingredient for its drinking.

This legend is not so unusual in the southern states, which are full of all kinds of bizarre and terrifying legends; But the problem is that it's true.

Sunset.

In the gloomy swamp.

Flocks of ravens trampled on the dead branches and sang.

One by one, naked girls were "pierced" on wooden stakes.

They had been tortured for a long time, and their bodies were stained with dark red dried blood.

It's just that the corpse is somehow and shows no signs of decay.

The breeze blew lightly, blowing their falling limbs, swaying gently, and the pungent smell of blood caused the crows to be restless, but it was like an invisible barrier, so that they did not dare to cross the thunder pool.

If you look closely at the pierced female corpses, the eyes on the drooping heads.

You will find that they are all staring at each other, and their eyes are reflected in the screaming spirits full of pain and despair.

Holding a large black umbrella, the werewolf attendants standing in the shadows looked around vigilantly.

They all maintain their human form, belong to the nobility of the werewolves, and wear elaborate dresses, like loyal servants raised by wealthy nobles.

Inside the Kasbah.

The vampire lying in the coffin suddenly opened its eyes, its expression was full of resentment, its mouth full of fangs, and it let out a roar: "Despicable thing, how dare you offend me! ”

The figure on the throne slowly raised his head, and a mocking smile appeared on his face: "Heh, lost another clone?" ”

"What a pathetic!"

"This is your last doppelganger, right?"

The vampire looked in front of him, a handsome man in a pitch-black high-necked gown, with a hint of anger in his eyes.

"What? I took you in, a lost dog, and you dare to bare your teeth at me? ”

The vampire lowered his head, suppressed the anger boiling in his heart, and said respectfully:

"Lord Ancestor, this doppelganger carries the heart of greed, which is an important part of our family's Seven Artifacts of Original Sin, please allow me to soak in the blood pool to recover my strength as soon as possible and take it back."

"Heh, I told you not to deal with those Brits."

"Go ahead, you only have this last chance."

"You are my direct descendant, but I hate fools more than blood."

The man waved his hand impatiently, and continued to hold his chin to rest: "Get out, if you can't bring back the 'greedy heart', don't come back." ”

…

Boston.

"That's what you call two drinks?"

Looking at the shop sign, the eye-catching word "juice".

Killian's face was speechless.

He also thought that Zhang Huaisheng was going to show him the local specialty taverns in Boston.

Compared to the kind of taverns in Texas that are full of cowboy style, fight at every turn, and even pull out a revolver and shoot passionately, he is quite looking forward to it.

"Drinking alcohol is bad for your health."

Zhang Huaisheng smiled and lit a cigarette, pushed open the door of the store and walked in with Killian.

The wind chimes make a crisp sound.

"See you again."

Zhang Huaisheng said hello to the clerk.

The clerk was stunned, quickly looked around, lowered the brim of the cap, and whispered, "Why are you here?" New quest? ”

"I heard that the British hatched an attack last night? Does it have anything to do with you? ”

He was visibly eager.

But Zhang Huaisheng didn't answer his question, just raised a finger: "A glass of blackcurrants." ”

Killian followed suit, "Then bring me a glass of sugar cane juice." ”

The clerk was stunned for a moment: "Did you two really come to me to drink juice?" ”

Zhang Huaisheng smiled: "Anyway, I'm a little thirsty, who to make money for is not to earn - don't worry, I looked around when I came, and no one noticed us." ”

"Tsk, if I were to make money, I wouldn't open a store in a corner where this kind of bird doesn't."

The clerk shrugged.

Listening to his tone, it seems that it is not the clerk that Zhang Huaisheng guessed at the beginning, but the owner of the juice shop.

However, Zhang Huaisheng doesn't plan to change his code name here, just like "Chicken Feet Lady".

Regardless of whether it is accurate or not, it is a good code name if it is pronounced smoothly.

"I'm going to take this companion of mine to another gathering in the evening, and I want him to be a hunter too."

The clerk is also a hunter, although Zhang Huaisheng also has a certain understanding of the hunter path, but it is definitely not as professional as others.

"I see."

His fingers fluttered, and he quickly concocted two glasses of juice with dexterity.

Blackcurrant is actually blackcurrant, but Zhang Huaisheng prefers the former name, which reminds him of the song: "Bitter as gooseberry, sweet as cloves".

"By the way, about your previous question..."

"Yes, it does have something to do with me. The British were going to assassinate the quartermaster procurer from Donghua, and Mr. McCartney asked me to protect him. ”

"Don't you have a grudge against that Donghua official?"

Zhang Huaisheng spread out his hands and said a little helplessly: "That's right, but who made us a member of the Allies now." ”

"I've seen the traces, there are at least two sequence 8s, one is hand-to-hand combat, and the other is long-distance sniping, it must be dangerous, right?"

Zhang Huaisheng picked up the cup and took a big sip, and subconsciously frowned: "It's not true, it's quite easy." ”

"Why is this thing so sour?"

The clerk couldn't help but ask: "The store is full of bargains, the kind that doesn't hurt if it's broken, it's normal if it's not good to drink - don't change the topic, what is your sequence?" ”

Zhang Huaisheng put down the cup, saw that Killian hadn't had time to drink his cup of sugarcane juice, picked it up and poured it down.

He had lost so much blood that he was supposed to be given a sugar supplement.

"Barely able to deal with some Sequence 7..."

Zhang Huaisheng picked up the mermaid hanging upside down on his neck: "After all, I have this thing, Mr. McCarney's treasure." ”

Although this thing is a big vampire, it is really very easy to use, and it can greatly make up for the weakness of its single attack method.

He was a little reluctant to give it back to McCartney.

Now, in addition to hand-to-hand combat, only the ability to manipulate the enemy's body in the dictatorial sequence is a remote control skill.

However, it can only be applied to opponents of the same level.

It's just an enemy of the same level, and he often doesn't need to use his dictatorial ability.

This ability was originally not weak, but Zhang Huaisheng was a dual path and had a cross-level combat power, if it was compared to the standard sequence 7, it would be a bit chicken.

"I didn't expect the old man to be willing to lend it to you."

The clerk's expression was a little complicated: "Be careful with it, its side effects are still quite big, your face is so pale, is it because you used it?"

"There is nothing in this world that has no price."

Zhang Huaisheng felt that compared to the ability of the cross, this price was nothing at all.

At least not to the point of deducting his own lifespan.

Moreover, he has a dictatorial path, which can control his blood loss to a certain extent and speed up his hematopoietic capacity.

If it were someone else, with this amount of blood loss, I am afraid that it would have been dying a long time ago.