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Before Gragas left, he lifted the piece that looked heavier than the heavy door panel and put it aside lightly.
There was no sound, not even a slight sound of stone chips falling.
Because that stone door seems to be frozen forever at a certain time, it will not rot again.
Is always so old.
Behind the Shimen is a courtyard where grass is scattered everywhere, like the Shimen, a statue that is as old as the moon.
They are so fragmented that people can’t see what these statues used to look like, and they used to wait for power and grandeur
The definition of history and the new era is perfectly interpreted here.
In the center of the whole courtyard is a hall with the same stone, which should have been taken away by years. The spire line is cold, hard, presumptuous, tall and simple.
There are many meaningless lines carved on its surface, and long thin lines extend from the bottom to the eye-stinging spire. From that surface, the sun shines along the spire and scatters into those lines like running water to the bottom.
Like life is endless, like blood circulation.
Vampires should live in it.
"Me first?" Gragas asked, but raised the cask toward the stone gate of the hall, which was also occupied by lines like blood vessels.
"Say anything-"Shimen replied.
Excellent sunlight shines in from the outside world and dispels the darkness inside.
There is no blood rushing in imagination, no horrible face in imagination.
Everything is calm, like a group of travelers accidentally broke into an old temple in the mountains. They pushed the wooden door of the years and responded that they were lonely and had a strong smell of years.
"Go in and have a look" Chen Senran shrugged his shoulders, but the whole person never relaxed.
Although he hasn’t taken off the forbidden bracelet yet, he is deeply rooted in his body, and the killer can start already.
Everything around him will be discovered by him.
But unfortunately, there is nothing.
Gragas led the way into the dusty hall, and three people were quite afraid and carefully advancing.
But until you can see the body sitting in the middle of the whole hall clearly, the danger did not happen.
"He seems to be … dead." Chen Senran’s fingertips lit up a little spark, and the only thing he can do now is to light up the body in the middle of the whole hall.
It’s a mummy
A mummified body with a very peaceful and solemn death, sitting cross-legged with his hands on his knees and his head hanging down, is like a monk who has finished his lifelong learning and sat down safely.
Behind this monk is a huge altar, but there is nothing in it, which seems to set off the sitting monk who was once the only true god in this world.
"He seems to have been drained of blood …" Gragas asked himself in a puzzled tone. "But … isn’t the vampire a … monk?"
The mummified body was wrapped in a simple robe that was old but completely recognizable and never decayed and engraved with dense blood vessels.
Those dense veins reflect strange red light in the faint fire.
Looks like blood
"Vampires eventually bled to death? Said it was ended by someone who didn’t know many years ago? What kind of bad story is this? " Chen Senran frowned and made an funny joke again. "It’s ironic and disappointing …"
What a … False alarm?
"No-I want to correct you. I must correct you! ! ！”
At this time, a loud and long voice suddenly sounded in the dark and silent hall, just like singing a night opera without lights on some big stage.
There is a long vibrato at the end with a little self-recognition.
The hall suddenly lit up with scarlet lights, like scarlet blood.
A man who should never have been in this hall in the future appeared on the huge altar with nothing.
"Vampires are not dead. Vampires will never die. He gave up a dirty old skin and gained new immortality in this new body." The man still read his lines at night like singing. He slowly read them and showed his body on the whole platform.
He was dressed in a scarlet robe, which showed blood-like flow at the scarlet lantern festival. His hair was white, his face was handsome and his fangs were sharp.
He smiled and whispered his last words in the narrowest shadow of scarlet. "Oh, no, it’s not a vampire. I don’t like the name vampire. Please call me great … Vladimir the Scarlet Reaper."
The last few words are pronounced in a complicated tone like a breath of God to be continued.
On page three hundred and twenty, the dead souls celebrate the festival.
Shimen, the old hall, is out of time
The sun faded completely, leaving darkness and scarlet to dominate here.
No one spoke in the darkness and scarlet. Three people at the altar looked at the vampire who was also silent.
Three pairs of eyes to two eyeballs
The atmosphere is like a gradually pressurized boiler in the beating scarlet light.
I don’t know when it will explode
"All right, gentlemen," the vampire on the altar was the first to be defeated in the long-term confrontation, so he shrugged his shoulders gracefully, clapping his hands as if to break the embarrassment of the previous moment, and said in a tone that sounded like he was trying to pretend to be funny, "Don’t be so nervous. What you are going to experience next is just a ceremony to die, and I promise it will hurt." At the end, he held out a finger and waved it with special emphasis.
But nobody paid attention to him.
"Vladimir, I seem to have heard this name." Lao Du turned his head as if he had not heard Vladimir’s wonderful speeches.
"I seem to have heard of …" Gragas followed without hesitation.
"Should I have heard of it?" Chen Senran shrugged his shoulders and looked at the two men next to him with a koo expression.
"You …" The high-rise vampire showed a dissatisfied expression.
Ten years ago, there was a case of abnormal bloody murder in Knox Sass. A marquis held a dinner party and invited almost all the young descendants of middle-class aristocrats in Knox Sass at that time. Then they were tortured to death one by one like dancing at the banquet. It is said that he was singing opera while killing people, and the best part was that he killed his poor marquis’s old father immediately after killing those people. He drained his blood and put it at the door, posing as a king and prancing to pay tribute to the great king. As if remembering something, he slowly told a story that sounded a little puzzling. He finally said, "Because it happened on the night of the Noxas Festival, Noxas people usually call it the dead soul of the Festival."
"Speaking of which, when I went to Knox Sass to buy wine several years ago, it seemed that I heard the first story of this so-called Nox Sass city from a small mouth that was smashed by me." Gragas also said with a look of memory. "If I remember correctly, the name of the marquis terrible ghost is … Vladimir?"
"Oh, my God, it’s amazing that someone still remembers my name after so many years." The self-proclaimed Vladimir vampire face was dissatisfied and changed into a little pride. "Yes, I am the great Vladimir … er, the dead ghost in your mouth. Oh, I don’t hate this name, but please call me the great scarlet reaper! ! ！”
After the last sentence, he held his head high again, ready to accept the people’s support for heroes
"Well, Mr. Scarlet Reaper, what are you going to do now?" Chen Senran looked at the vampire at the altar with a funny smile and carefully looked at little Annie in her arms. He was afraid that the slightly sharp voice of the vampire Vladimir would disturb her.
"I … cough …" Vladimir waited for a while and found that no one gave him a hand and touched his nose awkwardly. "Do you want to say that? Suck up your blood, of course. "
Maybe to add some horrible atmosphere, he also deliberately made a little hissing sound effect.
Don’t say it’s really scary in the whole scarlet hall
But Chen Senran and the three of them continued to look at him with no face.
They were really a little nervous, but when they found out that the vampire was a little mentally abnormal, they suddenly felt that everything was a little strange.
Strange … Happy feeling.
"Of course, thanks to the two friends who can still remember the name of the great Vladimir, I will give priority to sucking your blood to repay you. Don’t get too excited. Excitement will make your blood boil. I like to drink it raw." Vladimir suddenly screamed with a look that he had already endured. "Oh, I can’t wait to taste your blood … it’s so tempting! ! ！”
"Okay, which one of you?" Chen Senran made a sleepy expression after listening to the lengthy speech and even yawned and looked at both sides.