Beneath the tallest tower of the towering Gothic castle, opposite the main body of the castle, there are several small windows that emit a warm yellow glow, which is incompatible with the dark and cold castle. Soon, however, the yellow glow dimmed and became a shaky shimmer. The flames that had been burning in the fireplace were extinguished, leaving only large chunks of charcoal smoldering, revealing a dull red glow, and the temperature of the room did not drop because of this, but the light seemed more suitable for sleeping. Outside the carved door of this room, there was a sign that Bo Fu had flipped over when he entered, with the name "Nosferatu" written on it

The man in the room had fallen into a deep sleep, a deep sleep in centuries.

Time passed, the fifteenth century passed, the sixteenth century also passed, and the world has changed dramatically.

Count Dracula, who had awakened and completed his transformation, spread his murderous name throughout Europe, and because of his terror, the Turks had abandoned all of Wallachia, and their power had withdrawn directly from this small country in Eastern Europe. The mosque was turned into a slaughterhouse, and all the Turks who did not have time to run were torn apart and devoured by countless monsters, and many were caught by the monsters and sent to the castle that suddenly appeared on the high hill of Wallachia, and the sound of miserable howls could be heard even from dozens of kilometers away. The men were impaled on stakes, tied to underground aqueduct cells, and made food for the counts, and almost at the same time as the Islamic forces withdrew, the European Orthodox forces began to preach and restore the original churches in the country for the first time—and without surprise, they fought the fiercest battles with the terrible vampire count.

An entire Inquisition has been devoted to this place. For this reason, they have even relaxed their efforts to capture witches and fight the forces of darkness throughout Western Europe. In an all-out attempt to wipe out the vampire Earl - they shamefully failed, and the paladin, dressed in plain but terrifying armor with the blessing of divine power, was also crucified upside down. Not a drop of blood from their corpses was burned at the stake by the priests—just as they had been in the Western European barbecue witches, except that before that, their blood had been drained, and the dark magic kept them alive enough to hold them out until the moment they were charred, and the Light could do nothing about it

Most of the Holy Knights and almost all of the priests of the Inquisition were buried in the high castle of darkness and terror in Wallachia, and the Holy See wept bitterly throughout the sixteenth century. And the dark magic flowing from the castle caused the number and quality of monsters throughout Europe to grow rapidly, and those kings and nobles were also under the influence of dark magic - as for whether they were really affected, the ghost only knows. They fought each other so frequently and fiercely that Europe became a complete land of darkness - except for Italy, where Rome was located

In the sixteenth century, Yahweh and his rival Allah were punished by the rules of this worldly realm, and they were rewarded for their efforts in the past, giving each other divine powers, or directly sending angels formed by their own power to fight in the nether realm. The lower and lower level of the granting of divine magic, the complete extinction of the miracles, and the complete disappearance of the angels from the earth, all of which led to a serious decline in the majesty of the Holy See throughout Europe - it was different in Islamic land, and finally by the end of the sixteenth century, the clergy who could use even the lowest level of divine art throughout the Holy See became rare. And almost all mortals have forgotten that there was still a divine art more than a hundred years ago, but fortunately as a church. It can still protect mortals from most dark monsters. In addition, some pious priests can also rely on the residual divine power in the scriptures to expel some monsters with words, in fact, most of the monsters with flesh died under the siege of muskets or many warriors who have developed - it is really time to pass this year, and the strength of the monsters has also been affected. If it weren't for the existence of Castlevania, their demise would actually be faster than the Holy See's divine arts

The evil of the monsters is not worth mentioning - compared to the mortals on the other hand, none of the darkest, most evil, and most horrific crimes were committed by the monsters, although the large-scale massacres and the like were done by those kings and nobles, but the mortals remember that some monsters killed a few people in a certain place, or the "horror incidents" such as the dark mage who sacrificed the blood of three or five people to the devil, and ignored the crimes of massacre, killing, robbery, and rape in a certain war

In this century, the seeds of civilization reappeared, starting from Italy and radiating to the whole of Europe, and under its illumination, theocracy began to ebb and flow—just in line with the punishment of the two gods by the rules, but the castlevania that dominated Eastern Europe still exuded a dark magic that enveloped the whole of Europe. For more than a hundred years, in addition to the Thirteenth Section of the Holy See, which had launched a failed crusade, mortal heroes and jesters also went there in an endless stream to crusade against the source of darkness, and they all failed as usual, until the end of the sixteenth century, when a man with a long whip stepped into the confines of this magic city

This is a man full of hatred, and all his relatives have been killed during one of the Count's hunts. For this reason, the man went to the crater in Italy and prayed to God, and at the same time jumped into the crater - cursing the count. But he did not die, and in the crater he found a small altar with a long leather whip on the ancient altar, and the branches and leaves of the laurel tree surrounded it. The man picked up the leather whip, and an infinite amount of force was injected into his body.

In the second decade of the seventeenth century, the terrible nightmare that had enveloped Europe for more than a hundred years finally dissipated, and the black castle entrenched in the high mountains, the castlevania that could never see the light of day, disappeared like a light smoke in the moonlight, and will it reappear?, "That's almost certain!" was the conclusion of a conference room in the Vatican in Rome.

There were six middle-aged and elderly men with faint divine power fluctuations sitting at the round table, they were also the only six remaining judges with divine power in the Inquisition, and in front of the man at the head there was a huge parchment book, which was densely filled with words. "I've spent fifty years studying the records in the institute, and behind all these evil dark monsters, I've found a shadow, a devil walking on the ground."

"Look here in the days when the Turks and their evil gods invaded Wallachia," the man turned the huge note to face his colleague, "The clergy of the Duchy of Wallachia reported the return of the Grand Duke of Vlad, and at the moment when the Grand Duke of Vlad became the devil of the outsider, the King of the Night, he offered his soul to a black shadow......!"