In the corner of the building, bats perched in the moonlight connected into a chain of silver beads, the darkness was filled with mist, and the transparent figures of bats danced and swirled in the moonlight...... Spinning, a circle of voices: "Welcome, great godborn, to Darkmoon Manor." Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ”

A seriously injured young man in a corner, looking at this scene, exuded fear: "...... Bloodsucker. ”

With a snap, a transparent woman stepped on his head, her dancing shoes clear, and her skull shattered.

......

The bats in the sky were closed, and in front of little Helen was an old Western European manor, with a huge silver moon hanging by the bell tower, and below it were stone carved buildings, crosses were dumped in the corners, and the fountain in the center of the barren courtyard had dried up, and the fountain sculpture that had been placed on it was gone, leaving only a cold pedestal, and withered and scattered black climbing vines, and a circle of dim brick walls that did not shine in the moonlight, but the style of the whole manor was not entirely dark and silent.

At this moment, the pale yellow light is emitted from the colorful glass windows, and the band is playing dance music, which seems to be ......

"Bang!"

Ji Lun kicked the door open, the sound of music was sharp and clear, the moonlight floated in the air at the door, and he reached out to brush away this layer of faint tulle, which was resplendent inside, and the walls of the hall were all kinds of golden reliefs in Western European style, and the crystal chandelier was not lit, but it was a huge glass dome, and the moonlight was like water filling the entire hall.

Circles of green ribbons and red ribbons dancing in mid-air, corresponding to the red men and green women on the carpet, all of them were feast dresses, with a kind of pompous luxury, swirling and dancing in circles and dances in the cheerful dance music of the band...... When they turned their faces to the door, all Ji Lun saw were masks that were half-concealed, all kinds of colors, this was a masquerade ball.

The masks do not completely cover the faces of the men and women, they are all handsome or beautiful, and they are interlaced like butterflies wearing flowers, giving people a dizzying feeling.

And of all the beautiful dance ensembles, the most striking is a red-haired woman in a black evening dress, the hem of her skirt is also a red vine, and when she whirls the flame of passion in the night, and ...... There was no one across from her.

It's just a person making a gesture of dancing, as if there is really a dance partner in the air, so he spun around the gorgeous and colorful dance floor to Ji Lun at the door, stopped, picked up his skirt, made a lady's skirt ceremony, and then stretched out his slender jade hand to him, and the snow-white lace gloves flashed in the moonlight, reflecting the warm smile rippling in her emerald green eyes: "Welcome, powerful Lu Kingdom Divine Clan, tonight is me- Catherine's 300th birthday ball, one of the longest-lived living members of the Bloodline, the Marquis of the Highlands of Asimia, could you have the honour of inviting you to dance with me?"

"Thanks, no. Ji Lun pushed it away and walked inside.

Little Helen followed, turned her head to stare at the old woman, and pulled out a grenade with deep hostility.

"Ah, what an unlovely girl...... Black eyes?" Catherine looked at Lori and chuckled, staring at her snow-white neck: "I've been looking for a little girl, also about your age, giggle...... Can I taste your blood, be sure, and share your youth?"

Guillen frowned, and pointed the pistol at her, but the action was not threatening in the slightest, and Catherine straightened her plump chest and pressed it against the muzzle of the black gun, and threw a wink at him.

Syllable!

The bullet pierced her chest and shot out in the back with a puddle of black blood.

"Youstupid****-" Catherine screamed and retreated back onto the dance floor, her expression became ashamed in the playful eyes of her companions, and the red plant vines in the black dress instantly fleshed, spread into a pair of red bat wings, fluttering over the dance floor, and hugging the silver moon on the glass dome with open arms: "You can't kill me, because ...... I'm dead, and moonshine is my life. ”

Guillen glanced at her bat wings, took off the pistol magazine, and replaced it with a magazine, the silver light flashed between the clips, and the reflection of the silver metal mirror reflected in the scene, this was an empty palace, except for him and little Helen, there was nothing.

But when you look up again, there is a full crowd, and when this happens, the dancing on the dance floor continues, and the handsome men and women without shadows seem to lack affection, and do not care about the attack on their companion Catherine.

Bathed in the moonlight, the black blood that flowed from the wound retracted, and even the damage to her clothes was repaired in an instant, she looked down at Guillen and said in a pompous aria: "From sea to land, and from land to sea, life evolves endlessly, leading the future as the advanced form of humanity, we are all part of this grand game, not necessarily opponents." ”

Ji Lun raised the muzzle of the gun and aimed it at her again, with a bang, she dodged and dodged, faster than Anthony Ji Lun had seen, and she couldn't completely lock on several times, and listening to her seductive voice kept ringing: "Join our blood clan, it only takes a short pain, and you can share our eternal ......"

"Yes, you are strong, but you are just one person, your country is too weak, the gods of this land are asleep, you have no comrades, you are alone......"

"Join us, I know the blood of you young people, you can also be the president of the Shenzhou Society, do whatever you want, protect anyone you want to protect...... You can't stand up to the global tide, but in the ruins of this land, the Bloodlines will be your strongest support, and you will be the King of the Night—"

Bang -

A shot pierced the base of Catherine's wings, and she snapped her wings to the ground, screaming.

Ji Lun had already made a cold answer with a bullet, and a deep male voice laughed and resounded in the hall: "You have rejected the invitation of eternal life, human ...... Well, welcome to my Vlad's summer residence......"

This strange man named Vlad said this sentence to Ji Lun, and the next sentence to his companions: "Gentlemen, ladies, let me have the honor to introduce you to the protoss of the Lu country, Lun Ji...... Suck his blood, and the lowest blood servant can become a baron, and if you suck him up, the baron can become a duke! The same existence as me! By the way, this powerful spirit king is so badly injured that he can no longer force a starbridge in our lair!Gentlemen and ladies, what are you waiting for?"

The dancing bodies of the handsome men and women paused, and they all turned their heads to stare at Ji Lun, this reaction was different from when Catherine spoke, I don't know if it was Vlad who spoke, or the temptation of divine blood, these people's eyes all came with silver light, opened their mouths to show their fangs, and their whole faces turned pale, instantly revealing their essence, and pounced on Ji Lun.

Boom, the mist erupted, drowning the master and apprentice, but it was only a few meters in diameter under the suppression of the moonlight of the glass dome, and it was still rolling forward.

"Follow me. ”

Guillen took one of Little Helen's hands, walked briskly in the thick white mist, closed his eyes and shot repeatedly, the silver bullet made a ripple in the air, accurately predicting the position of a vampire dodging and sending it into its head.

Poof――

The heavy metal silver reacted violently with the vampire's frozen brain, boiling its head in an instant, and the flames were still spreading throughout its body, and it let out a silent roar, ending the so-called eternal life in the ashes.

Bang bang -

Each shot took away the life of a vampire, turning into black and flying ashes, and little Helen held the grenade for a few seconds and threw it, and the "boom" explosion lit up in the vampire group, with a scorching white light traditional mist.

"Ahh

"Huh?

Ji Lun calculated the proportion in an instant, sampled it as a random sample, and was not too sure, and said to little Helen: "Throw two more!"

"Good. Little Helen threw out the three in her hand, stunned, and raised her hand to look at the three empty pull rings: "Throw too much......"

Boom, boom, boom

The successive explosions finally tore open the inside story of the vampire's lair, and most of the vampires on the field who seemed to be numerous and powerful were weak scum, and Ji Lun guessed that they were just the lowest level of blood servants, if they fought in the same world, they were basically about the same strength as the small town heroic spirit warriors - it seems that the weaknesses are only the head and heart, and the strength and agility are good, but the reaction speed and combat awareness of the pampered are too far from the real warriors.

Not to mention the fire blockades of modern warfare, the correct way to use them should be hard guerrilla warfare, but let the vampires learn to be hard...... If they can learn, they won't choose to run away from the dead.

The remaining slightly stronger ones won't blow up, probably the vampire barons, and they are all stupid and hard-resistant, far from the combat level of Count Anthony's quick dodge, gathering and dodging damage, and not as fast as the Marquis old ghost Catherine's flight dodge agility and bathed in moonlight repair......

"I don't know if there's a basic bloodsucking regeneration. ”

Ji Lun said this, but he was not ready to give them a chance to repair it, leaving the last silver bullet, and withdrew the magazine and held it in his hand.

The gunfire stopped, and Catherine cried out in surprise, "He's out of bullets!" and rushed in and killed him - he was alone!

A rich male voice echoed over the hall, with a pompous aria: "Lonely warrior, he will sleep here for a long time, leaving a lonely tombstone ......"

Whew――

Psionic flames burned in his hands, and silver melted like wax tears, appearing on the blade of a long knife, and slashing off the head of a vampire who was about to rush over to pick up the cheap.

The skull turned to ashes in mid-air.

Vlad was still chanting: "Mighty Lu Divine Clan, King of the Spirit Realm, what about your heroic warriors......? Who are you fighting for? You're losing your bearings, you're losing your source of strength......"

Poof――

The vampire heads flew up, accompanied by the singing in mid-air, as if it was a wordless mockery, and the Chinese dry humor made Vlad's pompous arias stagnant, a little angry: "Kill this rude Oriental barbarian! I'm going to drink its blood from a wine glass—" (To be continued.) )