Budapest, the capital of Hungary.

Night shrouds the city, and behind the old buildings, where the modern neon does not shine, the cold stone streets and alleys are as narrow and dark as they were hundreds of years ago. Men and women with vague faces ghostly rush by, as if they had stepped back in time to the dark ages of the Middle Ages.

In a speakeasy deep down the alley, heavy metal music and flickering lights swirl and dance, and countless men and women sway their bodies in the hazy smoke. The walls of the bar are covered with intricate words and symbols, and a huge cross is suspended in the air by chains, and amazingly, the cross is not the crucifixion Christ, but a sculpture of the devil with bared fangs. The people below were enchanted and chanted unintelligible songs, writhing wildly to the sound of intense music, as if performing some kind of ritual.

The men and women who danced through the bars made their way to the middle of the bar and were amazed to see a huge metal bed placed there. The four corners of the bed are carved with vampire reliefs, and the surface of the bed is divided into several grooves in all directions, as if it is used to gather some kind of liquid, and a blonde girl with **** body wrapped in iron chains on all fours, spread out in a herringbone shape and tied tightly to the iron bed.

The girl was awake, and she looked around at the men and women who were dancing wildly, ignoring her, with a confused and frightened expression. The girl kept screaming and pulling the chains of her hands and feet, but no one looked at her here, just like this iron bed, this girl did not exist.

Suddenly, the music stopped abruptly, as if guided by some kind of signal, and the crowd of people who had been dancing around the moment remained still in all sorts of strange postures for a moment. The contrast between movement and stillness is so strong that it seems that this place has suddenly become an abandoned plastic puppet warehouse.

Frightened by this sudden change, the girl stopped screaming and looked around with a strange expression. Slowly, people moved again, and the bar was filled with a strange sound similar to hissing.

The atmosphere grew more and more eerie, and at some point all the lights in the bar went out, leaving only a dim light enveloping the iron bed. The girl's expression became more and more uneasy, and suddenly, everyone turned their heads at the same time!

What a terrible sight it was, with everyone's facial muscles tensed and their jaws exaggeratedly elongated, revealing blood-red gums. However, the most frightening thing is that in their mouths, each of them has a pair of sharp canine teeth like a relief of a vampire next to the bed.

It's like suddenly turning into a group of devils, these people scream and make exaggerated body movements to keep approaching the iron bed. This whole speakeasy is full of vampires!

If there are any non-Terrans on the side, they will recognize that a secret gathering of the Demon Feast is taking place here. The vampires of the Demon Feast often hold these cult-like gatherings, and the thirst for blood is brought to the fullest in music and drugs. Because of the difference in concept, they will not even paralyze the victims, because in the concept of the Demon Feast, the taste of blood is the sweetest when humans are most afraid.

The girl finally screamed, and the piercing screams only fueled the madness of the vampires, and with an extremely terrifying expression, one of the vampires slowly brought a dagger close to the girl's neck.

Next, he would cut the girl's carotid artery, and the blood would gather through the groove under the girl's body, and then be pumped to the ceiling by a special device, and then sprayed. At that time, it will be the climax of the whole party.

Seeing that the blade was about to cut through the girl's skin, suddenly, in this extreme madness, a calm voice came: "Enough, let her go." ”

For a moment, all the vampires' movements stopped at the same time, and they looked behind them, only to realize that at some point, there was an extremely incongruous person in the shadows in the corner of the bar.

He was tall, his whole body shrunk in shadows that could not be seen in the light, and he could only vaguely see a dazzling blonde hair like a waterfall, and his fair skin could not be completely covered even by the darkness.

"Who are you?" A vampire asked, dismayed.

The gold in the darkness trembled, and the comer slowly walked out, and it was Blatter. Seeing him, the vampires of the Demon Feast immediately let out a burst of exclamation, and the vampires closest to him involuntarily retreated one after another, immediately creating a circular void in front of him.

"Blatter!? Why are you here? A vampire who seemed to be the leader asked.

"I came to see Elder Silas, and I heard that he recently led a meeting in Budapest." Blatter took two slow steps, and the vampires retreated again.

"Camarilla's lackeys, get out of here, you're not welcome here!" A vampire shouted boldly.

His words were echoed immediately, and soon all the vampires in the bar were cursing in the language of the Blood. Blatt didn't hear it, just silently watched the excited group of vampires, and because of his prestige, none of the vampires dared to step forward.

"Shut up, where is the elegance of the blood clan? Is this the attitude of customers coming to their doors? At this moment, a hoarse and deep voice suddenly sounded from behind.

All vampires stop at the same time and automatically get out of the way. I saw a short and fat old man with a beer barrel figure, white hair and bald hair, and a big rosacea nose, smiling, accompanied by two flamboyant girls, walking towards Blatter.

Seeing him, Blatter bowed slightly: "Hello, Elder Silas. ”

"Hehe, the recent newcomers don't know how to be polite at all, don't be surprised by Blatter." Silas laughed.

Although the Demon Banquet and Camarilla have a disagreement, and the incident between Blatter and Jude makes the Demon Banquet hate him even more, there is not the slightest hostility in the attitude between the two at this moment.

With that, Silas said to a vampire, "Let that girl go, give her $100,000 to forget about tonight, and if she refuses, make her disappear forever." ”

"Yes—" glared at Blatter unwillingly, and the vampire stepped back.

The iron bed was pushed away, the lights came on, and the place where there was a group of demons dancing a moment ago quickly became normal. The vampires were back to their original ways, dancing and drinking around idly, only to inadvertently glance at them with hostile glances.

Guiding Blatter to a corner of the bar and sitting down, Silas pointed to the girl behind her, and Blatter shook his head to indicate that he didn't need it. With a smile, Silas held a woman in his arms and rubbed it wantonly, while the other girl stood behind him and massaged his shoulders.

"Did Pared call you this time?" Silas raised his glass.

Blatter shook his head and said, "No, he doesn't know I'm back in Europe." ”

The gray eyebrows raised slightly, and Silas showed an inquiring look: "Then you came here to save this girl, presumably, you didn't come specifically to save this girl?" ”

Blatter still shook his head: "The current person in charge of the Demon Banquet in Europe is you, right?" ”

In an instant, the eyes of the two smiling girls flashed with vigilance, and they leaned towards Silas slightly, intentionally or unintentionally blocking between the two, and there was a hint of murder in Blatter's eyes, showing that their identities were not as simple as escort girls.

Silas remained unmoved: "It's me." ”

As if the hostility of the other party was not seen, Blatter said indifferently: "I'm here to tell you something." ”

"Oh? What is it? Silas asked with interest, "Could it be that you are interested in joining our Demon Feast..."

"Jude is dead." Before he finished speaking, Blatter had already spoken.

"What!?" Silas was stunned for a moment, and didn't react for a moment.

But then, his face had changed: "Blatter, do you know what you're talking about?" ”

"Jude is dead, I killed him." Blatter grimaced and lowered his head.

The muscles in his face twitched, and Silas's kind face had become extremely fierce. He glared at Blatter viciously for a long time, and he slammed the table and shouted, "Are you showing it off to us?" ”

There was a loud bang, and the thick wine table of cherry wood immediately turned into a puddle of fine powder. Hearing the movement of this side, the vampires who had been paying close attention to this side immediately surrounded them with a hula.

At that moment, the girl behind Silas screamed and bared her teeth at Blat. She screamed in a miserable voice, "He, he killed the king!" ”

For a moment, all the vampires looked shocked and incredulous. In the next moment, they all went crazy, grinning their teeth, and approached Blatter like a pack of wolves that choose to devour things.

Ignoring the approaching vampires, Blatter made a gesture to Silas with a calm expression. Seeing Silas's expression of disbelief, he immediately shouted, "Stop! ”

The vampires who were about to pounce were stunned for a moment, but stopped as they were told. One vampire said dissatisfiedly, "Elder, why aren't we allowed to kill this Camarilla lackey?" ”

Ignoring his words, Silas just stared at Blatter without blinking, gasping for air. After a long time, he said with difficulty: "So, is that true?" ”

Brazz nodded, then stood up and held his object aloft. Only then did the vampires see that he was holding the parchment that had been robbed, the Bible of the Feast.

"Kill him, grab him!" I don't know which vampire screamed, and immediately everyone was ready to move again.

"Stupid, open your eyes and take a closer look!" Silas snorted.

The vampires couldn't help but be confused, and they naturally recognized the Bible of the Demon Feast. Suddenly a vampire screamed in terror, "His arm, behold, what is his hand?" ”

At this moment, all the vampires saw the bright red mark on Blatter's left arm with his sleeves rolled up. In an instant, the entire bar fell silent.

"Is that the one?"

"Yes, that's it, exactly like the symbols in the Bible."

"Why on him?"

"Is he our king?"

……

All the vampires talked.

Slowly walking to Blatter's side, Silas asked in a trembling voice, "So, my king... No, Jude is already with you...? ”

Brad nodded, "Jude and I are one." ”

"......" Silas fell to his knees and fell to his knees.

His actions once again upset the vampires, and Silas turned his head angrily, "What are you doing?" Why don't you come to our king? ”

"But, but he—" Someone hesitated.

"Shut up, have you forgotten what the Bible says about my people? Whoever bears this mark is the king of our ranks. On your knees! Silas snapped.

Finally, one vampire fell to his knees first, and soon the second, the third... In a matter of moments, all the vampires fell to their knees, prostrate themselves in bratt's deepest awe.

Blatter looked as usual and accepted it calmly.

After a while, he called, "Silas." ”

"Yes." Silas agreed, burying his head deeply.

"Immediately unite all members of the Demon Feast, temporarily ban all secret gatherings, and wait for my instructions."

"Yes, as you command." Silas said respectfully.

"Jude was right, from that moment on, I wasn't Blatter anymore, so I had to do what I had to do." Tilting his head, Blatter thought silently.

"Something is time to be settled, waiting for me, father..."