Seeing that the dawn is approaching, the dawn sun will cover the entire land in an instant like a sharp arrow.

Butian didn't dare to stop any longer, his body swept around, and he quickly rushed in the direction of the town of Wattsi.

At this moment, his sensitivity has increased by two points due to the equipment of the snake scale shirt and snake scale pants, which makes his already fast speed even faster.

"Poof"

With a tap on his toes, his slightly bent body slowly stood upright, and the soles of his feet fell to the ground completely, making a negligible soft sound.

Bu Tian slowly approached the cold city wall behind him with gentle and vigilant movements, looked around for a while, and breathed a sigh of relief after finding that there was no threat.

He is also a master of art and boldness, and he even took advantage of the kung fu of the guards guarding the city wall to take a nap, and climbed the city wall more than ten meters high with his hands and feet on the side of the corner of the city wall.

This is also the fact that the town of Watsi is just a remote and impoverished part of the Crook Principality, and the guards are not very strong.

And the lord of this town, a down-and-out lord who inherited the family position, His Excellency Michel, is also notoriously stingy, and naturally does not develop any militia guarding forces in his own territory.

In Lord Michel's mind, such a remote and impoverished territory was far less fertile than that of his own family's cousins.

He only relied on the meager taxes collected by the lowly poor people, and how could he have extra spare money to spend on the militia.

Even the guards in his mansion, if it weren't for the façade, he would be reluctant to spend this spare money.

Sensing that time was pressing, after finding that there was no danger, Butian set off to walk through the town.

He now needs to find a place to live, but not infiltrate civilian houses.

The humble houses were too small to be spotted, and it would be a wolf to be treated as the three hands of the night by the simple commoners.

The footsteps did not stop, and Butian ran directly to the largest and most conspicuous mansion in the town of Watersey.

He had made up his mind to take poor Lord Michelle, and although Butian didn't know who the owner of this mansion was, he thought that if he could live in such a big mansion in this dilapidated town, he would be a big man in the town.

And looking at the dwellings of the common people in this small town, they are all simple and dilapidated, and the living conditions are obviously poor, and the poor families are not even willing to settle down with rats, and they must be exploited.

With the crooked theory that at least one of the ten big people is a living vampire, Butian doesn't mind robbing the rich and helping the poor.

In the previous life, corrupt officials and corrupt officials in Butian's era were not uncommon, one by one on the surface was extremely glamorous, and secretly did something dirty and shady.

Bu Tian has seen a lot of this kind of thing and knows a lot, he doesn't believe that a big man living in such a big mansion is a good bird.

Although this concept is a bit biased, and everyone was killed with a stick, it can also be seen that the style of doing things in the sky is both good and evil, and it is very unruly.

Lord Michel's mansion is located in the excellent area of the bluestone avenue in the town of Watersey, and in the direction directly opposite the gate of the mansion, it is the only large-scale land-to-ceiling water fountain in the style of St. Peter in the French continent.

The fountain is a fitting representation of the sculpture of St. Peter in the center of the fountain, where the statue of the Virgin is carved like a living creature in the glow of magical lights and gurgling water.

This is the greatest asset of the impoverished town of Watsi, the essence of an ancient art that has been passed down to this day.

The mansion is silent in the dark night, and the whole is centered on a compact main building, and the closed courtyard wall encloses the open and quiet courtyard inside the mansion.

And because the land of this house is relatively abundant, a series of buildings extend on the plane, which is quite atmospheric.

The walls of this ancient mansion inherited by Lord Michel have begun to fade away from their original magnificence on the surface of the courtyard walls, but there are no tenacious plants such as roses or creepers.

The gate of the mansion is empty, and the heavy dà door with a deep color and a rich historical atmosphere is closed, and on either side of the stone staircase outside the door, two lifelike carved beasts stand.

Bu Tian tiptoed forward and looked at it curiously, but he couldn't identify what this weird-looking Rui beast was.

After listening carefully to the movement in the house for a while, he found that it was very quiet, and there was no footsteps or talking of any people, and Butian felt amused for his caution.

In such a dilapidated and barren place, even if the owner of this mansion seems to have some power, the guards in the mansion will not be too strict.

And it's almost dawn, and there are some guards in this mansion, so I won't have much interest in patrolling it routinely.

After thinking about it for a while, Bu Tian let down a trace of vigilance.

The sensitive toes were a little on the courtyard wall of the mansion, and his body flipped lightly in the air, and the snake scale suit that was close to his body made Butian's series of movements very vigorous, without bringing too strong a strong sound of breaking the wind, and his figure immediately quietly sneaked into the aristocratic mansion hidden in the dark.

Hidden in the gloomy corridor of the courtyard, Butian took a brief look at the environment of the entire mansion with the faint magic light.

The tallest building in the center is supposed to be the place where the owner of this mansion entertains guests or holds banquets on weekdays.

A complex of buildings that extends around this majestic and dignified main building may be the residence of the servants and guards in the mansion.

And in the inner courtyard separated from these buildings, there is a rockery and a spring, and there is a small garden view.

The architectural decoration of the inner courtyard building is imbued with the ancient art of the Flame Pilgrimage period, and the walls of the building are painted with delicate still lifes, but give a sense of fluidity.

Butian doesn't know how to appreciate art, although this is the failure of a noble and elegant vampire.

He didn't think about it anymore, leaned sideways against the cloister, and in a few flashes he sneaked into the inner courtyard.

For a few slightly smaller side halls, Butian didn't get close to investigate, and those who could live in the inner courtyard but lived in the side hall guessed that they were close people such as female wives and heirs.

Perhaps the vampire was indeed a nobleman at night, walking like a leisurely stroll, approaching the largest house in the inner courtyard with grace and swiftness, and the whole process of action was like a ghost, silent.

He glanced casually to the left and right, nothing out of the ordinary.

Immediately, with 13 points of mental power, he slightly sensed the situation in the room.

There seemed to be two people in this room, and judging from the sound of their even breathing, they were asleep, and they were short of breath, just ordinary people.

This kind of small skill for judging strength, Butian is not sure whether it is correct or not, he also knew when he used to read novels that some people with strength breathe long when they sleep.

"It's impossible not to take some risks, and if I find out, I'll get out of here quickly, and there won't be much danger. ”

Butian comforted himself, and no longer hesitated at the moment, and shook his hand lightly against the door.

There was a soft sound, and the bolt of the door had been shaken open by Butian's skillful force.

Feeling the spiritual power of the room closely, and noticing that the two sleeping people didn't seem to move in the slightest, Butian breathed a sigh of relief.

Slowly pushed open the door, Butian stepped into the room lightly, and the hands left behind his back quietly closed the door again.

The room was dark, but it was almost as good as day to him.

The nobles of the night, the elegant and noble Vault Dweller, the body of a vampire is not as simple as it sounds.

In the dark, vampires are the children of the night. Even if there is no light, Butian can still see the surrounding qiē clearly.

With a slight sweep of his gaze, Bu Tian saw clearly the two people lying on the bed, a man and a woman.

The man is a middle-aged man, about forty years old, with curly brown and chestnut hair, some sunken eyes, and a hooked nose that looks very gloomy.

The woman who was half-lying on the middle-aged man was only in her twenties, with a delicate face, good facial features, and long bright blonde hair. At this moment, there is quite a bit of spring leakage on the middle-aged man, sleeping soundly, looking like a sleeping beauty.

His heart moved slightly, and he stared at it, but his eyes were staring for a long time, but there was no reaction in his mind.

He pursed his lips stupidly, and Butian was bored.

His move was not to peep at the beauty, but to try to see if he could get information from the two people on the bed like he could get information about the python.

As a result, this test didn't work at all, and it seems that the special detection function brought by the upgrade system can only be applied to Warcraft or items, and it is ineffective against humans.

Since he couldn't get the information of the two, Bu Tian no longer paid attention, and he had more urgent things to do at the moment.

Stroll past one of the counters in the room, where some antiques and artifacts are unreal.

Bu Tianxin picked up a bottle of wine lying on the wooden tray between the counters and looked at it intently.

"Gufir No. 16.Type: Drink - Liquor. Description: This is a fine wine from the Pranno Farmstead in the Duchy of Crook, and it tastes good. ”

With a silent smile, Bu Tian pinched a clear glass goblet neatly placed by Rob on the side, and poured some of this good grape wine into the glass.

The red liquor is very beautiful in the glass, Bu Tian leaned over his nose to sniff deeply, and it is indeed a charming wine with a mellow and fragrant taste, which is very intoxicating.

Take a small sip as if enjoying it, and let this rare delicacy ferment between the buds of the tongue and linger on the tip of the tongue.

Wine in the glow-in-the-dark glass. Beautiful, drunk in her arms. The thing in the cup, the person in the sex.

At this moment, the dawn had come, and the god of immortality sung in the sacred texts of the French continent appeared at the right time.

The majestic divine power tore through the fragile cloak of the dark surface, and tore away the last disguise of the chaste maiden like an unreasonable robber, and the dark clouds could not stop the brilliant sunlight like a sharp arrow.

The dawn of dawn shone down and caressed the earth.

Aking from their deep groans, Butian looked at the early morning sunlight shining into the room through the floor-to-ceiling windows, a glimmer of light that banished the darkness from the room, leaving them to hide in dark corners.

With a slight frown, Butian took two steps towards the position of the floor-to-ceiling window, and seemed to be a little hesitant. His eyes flickered as he looked at the light, and finally, as if he had made up his mind, he walked straight to the sun-drenched area.

Step by step, Bu Tian seemed to be able to hear his own pounding heartbeat.

It's a bizarre sensation, full of stimulating processes, and even the secretion of adrenal hormones begins to accelerate.

As he got closer, Butian felt a burst of exhaustion wash over his entire body and mind like running water.

It wasn't until his whole body was close to the light-lit floor-to-ceiling window that he felt physically and mentally tired at the moment, but there was no other deeper discomfort.

With a thought, Butian called up the personal attribute panel.

"Character: Butian.Race: Vampire.Faction: Darkness.Strength: 18.Sensitivity: 26 (24+2)Constitution: 20 (17+3)Spirit: 13.Energy: 5/10.Class: None.Faith: None.Level: Level 1.Experience Points: 120/1000.Physical Condition: Good 85%.Racial Talent (Inactive): Level 1 Baron Bloodline Transformation.

Poor Snake Shirt .Category: Clothing and Armor.Required Equipment Level: Level 1.Attributes: Agility +1 Constitution +1.Texture: Poor.Weight: 376 grams. Introduction: Excellent materials, unsightly craftsmanship.

Rough snake scale trousers.Category:Clothing and armor.Required equipment level:Level 1.Attributes:Agility+1 constitution+2.Texture:Rough. Weight: 820 grams. Introduction: Excellent materials, unsightly craftsmanship.

Synopsis: An elegant aristocrat who wanders in the dark, an exiled from the world, when night falls, he will appear lonely. ”

There is nothing noteworthy about the various attributes, and Butian's agility attributes and physique attributes have also risen truthfully after equipment bonuses, and as for the physical condition, it has slowly recovered after such a long time, from minor injuries to good condition.

It seems that apart from feeling a little tired, the sunlight does not cause any substantial harm.

Bu Tian couldn't help but wonder secretly, could it be that the rumors of vampires being afraid of the sun were just made up by ignorant people?

Or is it because he has the blood of the first generation of vampire Cain, so he can not be bound by the sun?

Just when Butian was secretly wondering. The indifferent and empty system prompt sounded with a "ding".

"System prompt: The true god is silent, and the former glory disappears into the shadows. Follow the forsaken and seek the fallen glory of the past, the light will no longer scorch your body and mind, and the dawn will no longer bind you. The chapter of recovery begins, and the weak and wandering little vampire embarks on a new journey. ”

This inexplicable system prompt let Butian feel at a loss after reading it. However, a new system prompt appeared at the right time, solving the doubt in his heart.

"System Prompt: The first part of the ultimate quest of the Recovery Chapter - Dragon's Blood Baptism.

Quest: Kill the Divine Dragon, Nikootos, drink its Divine Dragon's Blood, and awaken the sleeping divinity in the vampire bloodline.

Duration of the mandate: three years. Reward: 8000 XP. Special Reward: Bloodthirsty Fangs of Cain's Nightmare Set.Attribute: Unknown. Quest Punishment: Death. ”

Dumbfounded, completely dumbfounded. After reading the second system prompt that followed, Butian was stunned.

"Is this a fucking joke or a joke? This damn system has given itself such a difficult and terrifying ultimate task, and it doesn't matter whether others want it or not, whether they can accept it or not, they just throw it at themselves with the head of the robbers who are forced to buy and sell, such a terrible task punishment, such a terrifying task difficulty. The"

Butian's face was extremely ugly, and he had an urge to eat people.

It took a long time for him to take a few deep breaths and forcibly suppress the resentment and uneasiness in his heart.

He knew that it was useless to jump like crazy now, the task had already been given, and even if he complained, it would be useless.

There were still three years to prepare, so he didn't just ask him to go barefoot now to fight against that divine dragon shirtless.

Things haven't gone unparably bad, and Butian has gradually calmed down.

Thankfully, there was another piece of good news that had eased his mood a bit, and that was that the sun's damage to his little vampire was negligible, and it was just a little tired that he was just feeling a little tired, which was a blessing in disguise.

Turning around, the sunlight was blocked behind him and cut into two pieces, and the thin figure pulled out a long shadow in the room.

Staring at the two people who were still sleeping soundly on the bed for a moment, Bu Tian immediately moved and stepped forward, without making a sound during the whole process.

He reached out and aimed his slender palm at the carotid artery in their necks and patted it.

In the two sounds of "bang" and "bang", the two men and women who were still sleeping soundly fell into a coma and slept more sweetly.

For the two people lying on the bed in front of him, Butian didn't pay too much attention.

He glanced around the room, it was already dark at this time, and the thousand-leaf glass of the floor-to-ceiling windows exuded a charming colorful luster through the refraction of sunlight, which was a craft product of the Bernard co-rule period in the French continent, but it had some historical atmosphere.

Next to the mahogany bed stands a row of two copper hangers, the brackets and trunks of the hangers are carved with some depictions of human figures and landscapes.

On the hanger hung a few clothes of old color but luxurious material, and on the side of the clothes hung a silver sheath sword that was gorgeously made and called a craft.

Seeing this gorgeously shaped long sword, Bu Tian's eyes lit up, not because he liked the gorgeous and abnormal weapons, but because of the aristocratic psychological influence of vampires, he felt that this long sword was very in line with his aesthetics.

In fact, if you don't pay attention to practicality, it's not bad to just pay attention to the enjoyment of visual effects. Butian thought so.