The sun was dim, the orange setting sun was shining in the mansion, and May had already sneaked out and came to the room of the Grand Duke of Europa.

Seeing the dry remains of the 'Archduke of Europa' nailed to the wall by Francis with a black sword, May's thoughts grew stronger and stronger.

Looking at the 'Grand Duke of Europa' on the wall, when he heard his footsteps, he wanted to break free and pounce on her, but May said helplessly: "Okay, I'm Mei, you can't get down." ”

After that, Mei patted the piano and said lightly: "This vampire has a good taste." ”

Yes, May came to the conclusion that she was no different from Solomon, and much sooner than they did, because she corrected her own misconceptions in the first place.

It's true that there are no vampires born in Helen, but if a vampire is smarter, everything will be different.

Plus, she's pretty sure she's got enough of the truth.

Then May took a random book from the drawer of the table and began to read it aloud to kill time, but she was not unaware that the pianist relied on sound to find out where they were.

All May had to do was wait, waiting for the night to fall.

Finally, after Mei was bored and flipped through dozens of articles, the evening finally faded, and a new moon jumped out of the clouds.

Outside the hallway, there was a sudden sound of heavy footsteps, and to Mei's surprise, the source of the sound must have been a tattered leather shoe.

As soon as the visitor pushed the door open, countless swarms of foul-smelling bees came in through the door, but it didn't immediately follow in.

Mei got her wish, she put the tome on the table, signaled that she was here, and then said lightly: "Good evening, pianist."

"May Valentina..."

The voice of the visitor was rotten, but it sounded a little better than its dolls.

"Now it's Mae Messiah."

The footsteps sounded again, and the pianist finally walked in.

May looked up and calmly looked at the pianist, who was supposed to be the typical pale and flawless face of a vampire, but now all withered and rotten, the lower body and arms had turned to dry bones, and only the two huge eyeballs that were about to fall out of their sockets were still alive - but he was blind.

Completely confirming her guess, Mei Anran smiled and said: "I often read some idle books now, so I have the honor to hear about you, Mr. Armand, the grand pianist on the other side of the sea of love, is the derivative of the living dead still suitable for you?" ”

When May first saw the death of the Archduke of Europa, she speculated that it was a derivative of the Extraordinary, but she thought that there was no Extraordinary derivative that would absorb human blood.

Eventually, the swarms dispelled May's doubts.

"I thought that perhaps extraordinary powers had nothing to do with sucking human blood, so I remembered the story of a book of secret events, the story of a vampire trying to advance to the extraordinary."

"Then everything makes sense, which derivation is synonymous with death and withering? That's of course a living dead derivative, and it took you hundreds of years to get to Stage 4, and you're almost a bit of a demigod in Stage 5. ”

The Living Dead derivation is a type of extraordinary power that the Church is barely allowed to use, and this token is essentially on the verge of death and loss of control, and 90% of the token-derived will end up as the Supreme Walking Dead.

Mei couldn't stop any longer, and she said excitedly, "The Supreme has found you, right?" They promise you and reward you, just like the most supreme believers my husband has settled here. ”

Armand longs for Stage Five, and the Living Dead spawns have a great trait that they don't refuse to come, and can even be transformed by devouring the remnants of the extraordinary power of other spawns after death.

So Armand came here after receiving the guidance of the Supreme, thinking of sucking the second-order gray guard and the dreammaker as an opening dish, and then get his reward finger for the fifth stage of mutation.

Mei is like a roundworm in Armand's belly, and between the opening and closing of her lips, she speculates on the ins and outs of a timeline spanning hundreds of years.

Later, it coincided with Francis's speculation, and Armand's eyes were already an ornament because of the characteristics of the living dead, and he decided to use the exhaustive method to try out the correct answer.

"It doesn't make sense..."

Armand's already huge useless eyes widened, and he said, "At the dinner table, there is no point in resisting. ”

Countless swarms of bees swarmed out from under Armand's tattered coat, and this race to the death was on the verge of the end.

"Come on, Armand, you do play the piano well, but you don't have a good brain when you are the living dead."

With that, Meheran slowly got up from his wheelchair, and we now know the answer to the strange leg that Solomon had noticed.

"You're in a hurry, so a disabled woman in a wheelchair is really a good target, and you can even use me to blackmail Francis to show up and officially confront you."

"But I'm here to think that's what you want."

When Francis and the Apostles had spoken of the transformation that would allow May to stand again, she knew it all.

Every time Francis went out on an errand, May would ask the apostle to slowly complete the leg modification for herself.

As for why she didn't tell Francis, May knew that Francis wouldn't agree to her undergoing a painful anomaly's built-in circuit prosthetic makeover.

But she carried it, enjoying the feeling of being able to walk again at this time.

From the base of her thighs to her ankles, there were tiny circuits that were indistinguishable from Francis's, and they were now filled with steam, dazzling scattered light.

Mei moved her calves for the first time in a long time, kicked a few times in the air, and said, "You used to use dolls outside to lay out, but now that you come in, it means that you have let go of the space confinement." You think no one can notice, but you just forget that I'm an idler. ”

The doors and windows that had previously been sealed by the invisible dry arm could now be opened, and Solomon's Eye of the Guardian confirmed this fact.

May took out several of her own private electric field generators from under her gown, and threw them on the ground, and the electric field released in an instant temporarily paralyzed the swarm released by Armand.

"Goodbye, Monsieur Armand, if you don't miscalculate the time, my man and his grumpy friends are coming to clean you up after being woken up by the alarm clock."

Mei's expression was extremely happy, and after waving her hand to say goodbye, she smashed the floor-to-ceiling window in one go, and then catapulted into the distance outside the mansion with the help of the alchemy transformation of her legs.

Armand's tone did not change, and he said, "Cunning..."

He was in pursuit, but with a bang, Francis, who was fully loaded, smashed through the wall and got in front of him.

At this moment, in the grand duke's room of the mansion, there are electric arcs caused by electric fields interlaced from time to time, as well as hot steam released by Francis.

"Francis the Messiah..."

"Yes, it's me, Armand the pianist."