In the sky of the [smoke-free city], the steel beast stood in the blue sky, like a towering fortress, and the roaring engine pierced the sky, echoing in the endless sky.

At this time, on the deck of the giant beast, Xia Xiu stepped on the charred vampire head again.

After turning on the homeostatic system, he threw the vampire head in his hand to the ground casually in a week, and this unlucky head rolled down to Xia Xiu's side very naturally, and he naturally stretched out his foot and stepped on the other party's head like a football.

"Ladies and gentlemen, we are now the last check-in location of our [smoke-free city] tour - the Brom Castle Necropolis." Xia Xiu said with a smile at Turles and Zhou.

"Let's hurry up and go to Valdarson's side, after all, he is alone against two wielders of the vampire sword suit, so the situation must be quite unoptimistic." As a "blank slate" week, I was very concerned about my teammates who were fighting alone.

Hearing the words of concern for a week, Turce rolled his eyes unconsciously.

The boy still cared about the berserker, and if he could feel the disgusting bloody aura of the other man, he wouldn't have said such a laughing word.

And just as Turles was grunting in his heart, the blonde young man in front of him showed an expression of approval.

"You're right, we really need to rush over and see, at the current speed of the ship, we can get from the Colosseum [No Smoke City] to the Brom Castle Cemetery in five minutes."

The Brom Castle Necropolis is located in a remote corner of the [Smoke-Free City], and it is diagonally connected to the Colosseum in the center of commercialization, and it usually takes at least an hour and a half to get from the Colosseum by tram in the [Smoke-Free City], but now it only takes five minutes by car [Keel] to [Dragonbone Warship], and this is without the [Phase Shuttle].

At this moment, the wind whistled around the steel behemoth, accompanied by the sound of friction and the roar of machinery, like a majestic symphony.

Woowoo woo –

The steam pump spewed out billowing white smoke, steaming hot, filling the air around it, as if giving the steel behemoth a breath of life, its eyes flashing red, like two blazing flames, staring ahead, it was moving quickly in the direction of the Brom Castle cemetery.

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Brom Fort Necropolis.

The time was slightly pushed forward by three hours, that is, the time period when Xia Xiu was still participating in the Colosseum phase space.

Whew~

At the cemetery of Brom Castle, an eerie and silent atmosphere envelops the air. The cemetery is surrounded by a tall iron fence with mottled rust marks the passage of time.

When you pass through the iron fence and step into the cemetery, you immediately feel a sense of solemnity and chill.

The cemetery is filled with a vague smell of decay and dampness, which contrasts sharply with the surrounding scenery.

The fog swirled between the cemeteries, blurring the view and giving the illusion of a ghostly one, and the only occasional rustle of the wind through the vines added to the eerie atmosphere of the silent cemetery.

Although the sunlight does not shine through the clouds, the light in the cemetery is still dim and mysterious.

Dead branches and ruined flowers are scattered on the tombstones and grass, creating an atmosphere of desolation and sadness.

"Quack—"

A crow perched on a tombstone, its head held high, its pitch-black feathers glinting blue in the sun.

But his cry soon stopped abruptly, and his wings fluttered in pain, struggling hard, and at this moment there seemed to be a pair of invisible hands in the void, tightly wrapping the crow's body, not giving it any respite.

The crow's feathers suddenly became wet, as if it had been soaked in water, and it struggled to raise its head, its mouth open, and soon, his eyes were full of horror and helplessness, and his deep eyes revealed a hint of despair.

Winter –

The strange crow fell to the ground, and Tore, who had come here today to visit his old acquaintance

Doe Arinia withdrew her gaze as well, and an invisible stain of water returned to her saber.

Torredo Arinia held up a white handkerchief over her mouth and nose, and looked at the fallen crow with a little disgust, she did not like the crows' cries, their cries always reminded her of bad things.

Torredo Arinia is a mature woman in her thirties, with a bewitching and moving face; Her eyebrows are picturesque, gently raised, exuding a unique charm, long black hair draped over her shoulders, and slightly wavy strands of hair like the soft light of the night.

Arinia was dressed in black today, with a tight cut that framed her slender figure, and a black gauze hat draped over her head, obscuring part of her face, adding a hint of seduction, and the gauze hat was embellished with silver patterns and shimmering.

The slightly pale skin was as clean as snow, exuding an almost seductive luster, the blood-sucking fangs hidden under the rosy plump lips, the slight curvature seemed to carry a mocking smile, her chin was slender and well-proportioned, exuding a sense of enchanting and unusual charm.

And the most striking thing is the long sword pinned to her waist.

The shape of this sword is delicate and delicate, the scabbard is wrapped in black leather, which looks extremely delicate, and the hilt is inlaid with silver patterns and precious stones, shining brightly, showing a noble and resolute temperament.

"Yalinia, you're still in this temper."

A dry, hoarse voice reached Arinia's ears, and it sounded low and hoarse, like a whisper from the depths of the parched earth.

Alinia's brow furrowed slightly, and she focused on Albert Fandro as he stepped out of the shadowed hallway.

Albert Van Zhuo was a middle-aged man with a gloomy face, his eyebrows drooping slightly, revealing an imperceptible gloomy aura. The blood-colored eyes were deep and dark, and the child's hole seemed to be emitting a ghostly light at all times, and the middle-aged man's black eyebrows were tightly locked at this time, giving people a serious and heavy impression, and the cold aura he exuded also made people shudder.

He was wearing a neat black tuxedo, the slim cut set off his tall figure, and the buttons on the tuxedo shimmered, like stars in the night, revealing a mysterious and noble atmosphere. The tie is neatly tied at the collar of the shirt without a hint of crease, showing his attention to detail.

On his feet, he stepped on a pair of black leather shoes, the uppers were as bright as a mirror, reflecting his surrounding aura.

The leather shoes are calm and solemn, and the steps exude a firm and confident strength. Every step was light and powerful, as if he had an unshirkable mission.

"The honor of a politician of yours is so immutable, I thought that when you became the holder of the [Lord of the Tomb], your complexion would become pale and gray, and you would become a scrawny corpse eater." Arinia's mocking face spat out slightly vicious words.

"Don't slander me like that, [the people of Cain] are not comparable to those lowly ghouls."

In the face of Arinia's taunts, the old-fashioned-looking Albert Van Zhuo shook his head absently, stepped on the stone floor to the beautiful vampire woman, slowly bent down, and gently raised the woman's hand to his mouth, a warm breath on his lips.

His lips pressed softly against the back of the woman's hand, giving the delicate skin a gentle kiss.

"It's a fragrance that hasn't been seen in a long time." Albert Fanzo said with a little obsession.

"Didn't the Van Zhuo clan always like to think that *** only has fragrance, Albert, you are really an outlier in your clan."

Arlenia didn't feel any shy in the face of her concubine's blunt teasing, but instead leaned closer to the other party, her bright red lips close to the other's earlobes, blowing a slightly hot air.

"Pure as snow, the body is weak, and the soul is flawless; We gazed at her transparent skin, just longing for the nourishment of her bright red blood; But the thing to know is that once touched, that purity will be shattered into ten thousand – so it's just a moment of enjoyment, and I'm going to pursue eternal thrills."

Albert Van Dro replied with a smile, and Arinia naturally understood what the other party was saying, so she pulled away from the other party with a little boredom.

She has known Albert Van Zhuo for 300 years, and she naturally understands that the "eternal thrill" in the other party's mouth does not refer to herself, it refers to the Torredo clan behind her, and the thrill he pursues is not the kind of stimulation on ***, but the stimulation of power.

Albert Vanzo is after power, and he is the purest vanzo. He was always tireless in politics, he was always full of ambition and desire for high positions, and he longed for a higher status and prestige in the [Secret Alliance].

Albert Van Dro believed that when he was in power, he could achieve his goals and ambitions - to rebuild the Land of the Eternal Night.

And he knows how to accomplish his goals quickly.

There has long been a rumor that the ancient wielder of the [Blood of Creation] of the Van Zhuo clan is dying, and that the Thirteen Princes of the Inner Ring will have to vacate a place.

The [Secret Alliance] has been secretive about the accuracy of this rumor, and Albert knows the exact inside scoop on this rumor.

Yes, the princes of the Fanzhuo clan have reached the point where they have run out of oil.

He didn't know the exact reason why the prince was like this all of a sudden, and he wasn't curious about it.

Albert needed to know that this was an opportunity for him.

When the owner of the [Blood of Creation] of the Thirteen Clans dies, a new [Blood of Creation] will be born in the new generation within the Vanzhuo Clan, and this birth is the automatic purification of the bloodline.

However, the specific Fan Zhuo who will appear will become the owner of the new [blood of creation], no one can guess, this thing is very metaphysical,

And Albert Van Zou didn't like this ambiguity, he wanted to fight for a chance for himself, a chance to become a prince.

When he learned about the "Ensemble Interpretation" and the deeds of the "Crimson King", he knew that his chance had come.

He wants to win the deduction, and then rely on the supreme divinity of the Red King to take the initiative to purify his bloodline and make himself the owner of the [Blood of Creation]!

"You should have heard about the daughter of the Seth family being eliminated, I heard that she was stupid enough to run into the ambush set by the enemy, I also saw this stupid girl when I was a child."

Arinia spoke to Albert again, her red lips slightly open, and she continued on the topic she had just discussed:

"At that time, the old duke of the Seth family insisted on sending his little princess to Addison to study, saying that he was learning the relevant knowledge of [Financial Street] and contributing to the construction of a new genealogy of [Secret Alliance] in the future. However, I didn't see her do it, but learned all the bad habits that were circulating in Addisi, and the girl was holding me a strange cult book at the time, talking about gender diversity······

Speaking of this, Arlinia paused slightly, and her mind couldn't help but recall Yin Sabella Seth's various dedication to herself after returning from studying abroad and the other party's hot, naked eyes.

At first, Arinia thought that this junior Nizi had something to ask for her help, but later, under the other party's various explicit hints, she understood the other party's true intentions.

Good guy, she treats the other party as a junior niece, but the other party thinks about how to sleep with her!?

This kind of outrageous thing is quite explosive in the blood circle.

So at that time, Yalinia hid as far away as she saw Yin Sabella Seth, and when she heard that Yin Sabella *** had fallen, her heart was also quite complicated.

Albert, who was the concubine of Arlinia, naturally knew about the relationship between his young junior and the other party, and he couldn't help but smile and say:

"People are always extremely imitating about the gods, and when [Shalishi] walked the world, he left behind countless thrilling "beauty", which broke through the binary gender framework, and just looking at her books, ordinary people will identify and express their own gender identity

Suspicious."

"The followers of [Shalishi] love to subvert worldly values and corrupt others, and they are fanatical hedonists—the politics, culture, and economy of the Addison Federation are symbols of civilization and hotbeds of desire."

"The followers of [Prince of Pleasure] love that place, and where Sabella Seth studied when she was a child, she was bound to come into contact with it."

Albert Van Zou reveals his habit of being a politician who likes to dissect issues from the top of the cultural architecture.

"Of course, her stupidity was innate, and that cannot be blamed on the education she received." Albert finally concludes directly at Yin Sabela's behavior.

"Let's go inside, the Colosseum is about to begin, and what the Bruch clan has been planning is going to be taken by their lion cubs today."

The two older vampires were talking as they walked towards the interior of the mansion, and as they passed through a corridor laughing and talking, a loud roar of cannons rang out from the sky.

Boom –

The cannon roared, like the roar of a giant beast, echoing among the tall buildings.

Black smoke and fog fill the city's sky, obscuring the sun's brilliance and giving the impression that the end has come.