Chapter 5: The Bloodline

Fort Dracula, Romania. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

Under the castle, on the empty piercing field, the remnant sun was like blood, reflecting the entire field in a deep red.

The rows of steel spears still stood erect on the field, looking like a low jungle from a distance.

It's a brutal jungle, a jungle of death, where there are constant wails and vultures all year round. The struggling figures that were nailed to the spears one by one, the land that had long been soaked in blood and exuded a strange dark red, made this field look extremely terrifying.

This is a place of terror that makes all Romanians, even if they take a hundred detours, not want to approach a single point.

This is the residence of the "Piercing Duke", "King of Vampires", "the strongest of the blood clan", Count Vlad, and the holy place of all the blood clans and vampire church believers in the entire continent.

Count Vlad is Romania's most famous legend.

More than a hundred years ago, Romania was divided into three principalities of different sizes. And Vlad is the son of the Grand Duke of Wallacia, after his father and brother were killed, he inherited the position of Grand Duke, and worked hard to rectify the country. In the face of the Ottoman Turkish Empire, which was eyeing Romania at that time, he led the army to defeat the Turks many times, encircled the country, and even indirectly promoted the recombination of the Romanian Three Kingdoms. However, because he was so cruel to the enemy when he led his troops into battle, even the captives who surrendered would be divided by him by the stake punishment, and there were even deeds of staking as many as 20,000 prisoners. With his own talents, and the deterrence of this cruel punishment, he succeeded in defeating the Turks.

But this cruel punishment was feared not only by the Turks, who were enemies, but also by the Romanians themselves. In addition to the post-war struggle for state power, he was conspiracy to remove his military power, and when he returned to Draculaburg, he was intercepted and killed several times. By the time he returned to his hometown, he was seriously injured and almost dead.

However, he did not die in the end, and after several years of silence, he changed from a hero who fought against foreign enemies and a famous general who defended the country to a vampire, a vampire king who was unstoppable!

Over the course of a hundred years, Romania's rulers changed several times, some of them formed large armies to fight against him, and some even found strong papal men to deal with him. But without exception, they all failed, tens of thousands of armies fled, and the Holy Cardinal became a corpse on the piercing iron spear, and Fort Dracula still stood there, as if it would not change for eternity.

As a result, the terrifying Fort Dracula and the invincible Count Vlad have suppressed this kingdom for more than a hundred years, making everyone in this kingdom afraid and afraid to give birth to a heart of confrontation.

Strong strength is not terrible, what is terrible is his amazing lifespan, when he led the army more than a hundred years ago, he was nearly 40 years old, but more than a hundred years later, even the papal crown of the Holy See has changed several times, but he still lives in this small castle, spreading his name of terror.

As night fell, the moonlight slowly fell on the field, making the atmosphere even more permeating.

"Da, da......" There was a sudden sound of horses' hooves, and a luxurious carriage pulled by four black horses stopped in front of the forest of iron spears and corpses.

The black gold-encrusted luxury car door slowly opened, and a strange man with a pale face and bright red lips stepped down, he pulled the pitch-black high-necked cloak on his shoulders, and looked at the towering castle on the mountain not far away, his eyes flashed a little red.

With a wave of his hand, several people walked down the carriage again, both men and women, but they looked younger, but they were all wearing thick high-necked cloaks like the strange men.

One by one, they stood beside the demonic man, looking very respectful, like courtiers serving the emperor.

With another wave of his hand, the carriage "da, da, da......" went away again.

"Alright, let's go!" a simple order, and the strange man led them slowly through the "forest" towards the castle.

Not long after they left, another carriage stopped in front of the "forest", but this one looked smaller, and the carriage was not so luxurious or large.

This time, it was a noble lady with a thick makeup powder on her face and a luxurious dress, and behind her, two handsome young men who looked at her with admiration and obsession.

"Little darlings, let's go. It didn't take long, and with the respectful support of the handsome young man, the noble lady also walked slowly towards the mountain.

The moon slowly rises, and so do the sudden visitors.

There were all kinds of carriages stopping in front of the "forest", and there were also all kinds of people, more or less, getting out of the carriages and walking towards the castle.

More guests visited Fort Dracula overnight than in previous years!

The drawbridge had already been lowered, and several vampires from Fort Dracula were also dressed up, standing on the castle tower, watching the crowds of people walking into the castle one after another, and talking endlessly.

"It's Lord Vittori of the Fanzhuo family! Sure enough, he is worthy of being the leader of the secret party, and this time he is also the first to arrive, looking at this momentum, his strength has increased a lot. ā€

"Oh, it's the Nophile family, look at the powder on her face, so old and ugly, with two new loves, can you afford it?"

"Oh, this is the Bruch family, and it's really much stronger than the other families. ā€

"Don't those guys from the Gangaro family know how elegant they are, and what is the difference between what they wear and those wolf cubs in the forest?"

"Huh? This is the Cappadocia family? They're all here? I thought they were destroyed by the Holy See?"

"Bringing so many people? It's the Thorny Secret Clan, it seems that they have developed well in the past few years, and this time the Secret Party gang doesn't seem to be able to take advantage of anything. ā€

"Our thirteen blood clans are almost here, it seems that this time it's really going to be a big ticket, I don't know what adults mean. ā€

"What if they all come? They are not as good as us Lord Vlad in terms of their sum! Won't we let Fort Dracula take the lead when the time comes? The benefits will be ours!"

"It's true that we're in the lead, but Lord Vlad doesn't like to leave the castle and go out to lead the team, isn't it Mary? You know the character of Mary, alas......"

"What can be done about this? Except for Lord Vlad, and Master Mary has enough strength to suppress these people. Either way, when the time comes, just do what you are told. ā€

......

In a huge hall on the upper floor of Fort Dracula, a long table is lit with a row of dim candles.

Along the long table were two rows of high-backed chairs carved with strange patterns, and now the two rows of fourteen chairs were full, except for the main seat at the front.

These fourteen chairs are of different shapes, both men and women, young and old, some are strong, some are elegant, some have a dark temperament, some are primitively dressed, and some have demonic faces...... But without exception, they all exude a strong momentum, and none of them are weak!

Among the thirteen chairs, sitting were the controllers of the thirteen clans of the Blood Clan, the high-level leaders of the Vampire Church all over the continent.

On another chair sat a delicate girl in a bright red evening dress, who was none other than the "Bloody Mary" who lived in Fort Dracula.

In addition to the fourteen big men sitting in the chairs, behind them, there was also an attendant, but it was their own deputy.

These attendants were very similar in temperament to their masters, with a rugged young man as strong as an ox behind him, a polite maiden behind an elegant nobleman, and a savage man behind a primitively dressed old man......

And behind the girl "Bloody Mary", there is also a beautiful woman in a red dress, thin and light.

Most of the people in the hall were silent, just staring at the empty seat at the front of the long table, waiting for his master.

(To be continued.) )