Not only did Catherine have no memory, but William and the others also felt unfamiliar with a blood folk who appeared on the stage and had never seen it.

You must know that the mad brain has conducted a comprehensive analysis of everyone when this group of nobles entered, except for the four marquises, there are probably only two of the remaining counts who are more special, but there is still a certain difference from the 'marquis level'.

It is for this reason that Willian proposed a 'five' duel so that an earl could compete and a guaranteed victory.

Even if it is changed to "two wins in three games", and a marquis is paired with an ordinary earl, the probability of winning on his side is still high.

But the 'earl' who appeared in front of him was not in his memory at all,

The aura exuded by the person in front of him was quite dangerous, not even weaker than these marquises, and even Zede, who was sitting in the waiting seat, tensed his muscles slightly, and his face changed slightly.

Instead of the usual aristocratic attire of the Blooddoers, or any of the fabrics associated with a tannery, he wore a set of old, decaying armor.

Rusty but intact.

Similar to some kind of knight's armor, but the lines on some parts are very strange, and even appear a little deformed,

For example, the bulging belly armor seems to be designed according to the proportions of pregnant women.

The spiked structure all over the body, with the surface of the helmet being the most dense, gives people a design style of the Agony Monastery.

The helmet and the armor were completely connected, and there was no joint in the entire armor, like an iron virgin completely imprisoning the blood people, like armor and armor that bound him, and he could not take it off freely.

The helmet completely obscured the eyes, revealing only bloody torn nostrils and a large, crimson mouth with a severed lip to completely expose the gums.

The whole person just entered and exuded a strong killing intent and crazy atmosphere.

As for his partner, it was the 'Seven Marquises' Slaanesh. Naste, with her forked tongue, gently licked the man's spiked helmet, suppressing the madness within him.

William, as the host, took the opportunity to ask, "Where did this contestant come from?" There doesn't seem to be this person just now, can you explain a little bit, otherwise our performance may become unfair because of this. ”

It is still up to the Marquis of Enwei to explain,

"Mr. William, you should be well aware that the Blood Plague, one of the most difficult diseases to control in the Old World, will become more difficult to control as the disease level grows.

Even we, the 'Seven Marquises', can only compromise and choose one as a prominent desire as an 'excretion outlet' to alleviate the negative effects of the blood plague as much as possible.

However, not everyone in the bloodstream will be able to control the impact of the blood plague in the process of growing up, and a large number of bloodstreamers will be devoured by desire and become "blood slaves", becoming monsters that are meaningless to the old world, and even directly marked by the monastery.

However, the monastery does not have enough area and manpower to manage so many slaves who are dominated by the blood plague.

So we made a private deal with the monastery to set up a monastic prison within our Scarlet Manor to keep care of these guys.

Of course, not everyone qualifies for being 'watched'.

Bloodservants who we judge to be worthless will be terminated shortly after entering prison. Every once in a while, the monastery comes to review our prison work to make sure it meets their management requirements.

We've done a good job of the Scarlet Prison, and we've even been praised by the warden.

With the defeat of the war, and the decline of the entire Scarlet Manor, this prison was not abandoned, but after our consultation, this special prison was preserved.

Not to mention that there is a blood prisoner with high combat power in the prison, and if we blood people want to develop in the future, such a prison is indispensable.

So, the Marquis of Gratoni took the initiative to offer a solution and swallowed the entire prison into his body.

Unexpectedly, after thousands of years of exile, the prison slowly merged with Gratoni's blood, achieving even better results than expected.

The mobile prison was formed, and the Marquis of Gratony was a great hero to our blood.

And this [Barr. Count Montoya, one of the first prisoners, was consumed by his own rage, but slowly found a balance under the prison management, and continued to grow.

The prosecutor at the monastery was also very optimistic about him, and specially created a set of binding armor for him, these spikes were of equal length inside and out, which could effectively suppress the raging blood plague that was rampant in his body.

Try not to break his armor for the rest of the game, otherwise he could lose control completely. ”

"I see, thanks to the Marquis of Enwei for the explanation...... Now that you've got your doubts solved, let's get started. ”

"Wait a minute."

At that moment, the Marquis of Gratony, who was sitting in the audience, suddenly put his hand into his mouth, as if he was digging something inside his body, and finally took out a huge rusty metal mouth.

The musculature on the surface of the arm was completely tensed, and it was hurled towards the arena with all its might.

In terms of strength, Gratoni is enough to rank in the top three among the seven marquises.

Throwing a huge metal at Count Barr...... Rumble! At the moment of hitting, the surrounding ground sank more than a meter, and dust rose wildly.

Wait until the dust falls,

The standing Earl of Bar has an extra weapon,

On his shoulders he carried a huge butcher knife that exceeded the size of his body, to be exact, it was like a rectangular guillotine, needless to say, the weight alone was enough to make people crazy.

Seeing this scene, William couldn't help but shed a cold sweat.

The strength of the other party does not seem to be much worse than Gratoni, and it may even be stronger in some places, such a guy can completely compare to a marquis.

In addition, there is a charming Marquis of Slaanesh who has unknown abilities and is full of charm to accompany him.

William sent a message to Reagan alone as a friend,

"Reagan, be careful~ don't force it...... You've helped me a lot. If this duel can't be won, it will be up to Yat and Teacher Zede to take care of it.

As for the final duel between me and the Emperor, I am sure."

But Reagan's response was very bland, "Don't worry, I won't put Fay in danger, and if I really can't hold on, I'll surrender voluntarily, you don't need to worry about that."

"Hmm."

Reagan, who was slightly chubby, immediately turned to Catherine, and the other party was a little shocked by the blood prisoner in front of him, "Miss Catherine, who do you want to deal with?" ”

"I ...... Hmm~ The woman floating in the air. She has given William 17 winks since she entered, which is disgusting!

Your name is Reagan, right~ But be careful! This restrained guy gives me the feeling of danger, I'm afraid it's not much worse than the 'Seven Marquises'. ”

"Hmm."

The first showdown begins!

Before anyone could act, a black and white flower suddenly grew from beneath Catherine, allowing her to sit cross-legged in it.

The pupils of the flower wheel are staring at Sayin as they rotate at a constant speed. Naste.

Quack~

Slippery octopus tentacles emerged from Catherine's mouth, and the deep-sea song echoed throughout the circus as it opened its mouth.

Sleep, sleep, my dear darling

Suddenly, whether you are the Emperor Pride or William and others, you can actually feel a strong sleepiness, this sleepiness does not come from the tiredness of the body but the soul wants to sleep.

"The song of the Siren, the effect can actually hook the soul......" Marquis Enwei looked surprised, and immediately used means to eliminate the influence of the soul level.

Slaanesh locked in advance by the flower wheel. Naste was the most hypnotic and hypnotic, almost ten times more intense.

A large nightmare shadow could even be seen enveloping Naste, burrowing into every hole in her body, eventually putting her to sleep.

Haunted by the nightmare, Naste drifted to Catherine's flower-seated table.

"It's so easy to hypnotize...... It always feels a little wrong! ”

Just when Catherine was in doubt,

Sanene Naste was carried to her by the Nightmare Illusion,

When looking at this delicate and delicate face up close, Catherine's desire to be not weak was completely hooked, and even bright blood flowed out from the seven holes.

The flower sat on the platform and suddenly grew, enveloping the two of them in it,

The last scene seen before the flowers obscure Catherine kisses the sleeping redhead Nesther.

(End of chapter)