msmithbooks × Imagine 212 × Flame of War × Incitement
× Imagine 212 × Flame of War × Incitement
The blood race and the human race live on opposite sides of the continent. When the light falls on one side, the darkness on the other side follows.But since the signing of the contract, the blood contract tree has blocked all the sunlight that can penetrate into the blood race area, allowing the blood race who should also be able to enjoy the four seasons of reincarnation to linger in the eternal darkness.
In the royal city of the blood race, the blood-red paint on the palace has peeled off, revealing a pale white.
The prince who is in charge of the blood clan is already very good, and the black bat perched on the scepter in his hand is watching everyone in the hall.
"The tree of the Blood Pact has been pushed down." A voice sounded like a sigh.
Young and handsome-looking nobles looked up and waited for their king to make a decision.
"The blood race is tired of war and blood. Whoever violates the dignity of peace should be severely punished." The aged prince covered his mouth and coughed twice, but raised the scepter in his hand, "bring those people to Come here and send it to the verdict of the Holy See."
The nobles looked at each other, bent their bodies and were about to retreat, when the glass windows painted with archangels were smashed into colorful fragments.
Flapping his wings, Lance rushed in with a smell of blood all over his body, and screaming bats instantly occupied the entire castle.
"Marquis Lance Hewlett, did you do all of this?" The prince looked at Lance who broke in.
The corner of Lance's lips was still stained with the fresh blood of the human race he had just preyed on, and he hooked it into his mouth with the tip of his tongue.He didn't say anything, just looked at Wang Jue with a weird smile on his face.
"It is a violation of the law to hunt healthy humans, and you will be punished!" The red-eyed bat scepter was lifted up.
"Ha, Lord Wangjue, are you kidding me?" Lance looked at the retreating vampires around him, walked up to the throne with his head held high, and pointed his bloodstained finger at the Wangjue's neck, "Born as a vampire, born as a vampire." You should sing in the blood... And you, this cowardly guy, sticking to the humiliating agreement, let my blood race only live in the dark, sucking the dirty animal blood - it is a disgrace to my blood race , you are not worthy to wear this crown!" Lance's voice became more and more aggressive, "You are too old, Lord Neil, so get off the throne!"
Ferocity finally appeared on the gentle face of the prince, and the scepter of the red-eyed bat pointed at the disobedient vampire in front of him, "Catch him! I will abolish his title."
The young blood race rushed forward.
Vampires are perfect creatures. Their exquisiteness, elegance and power make any race tremble. At the same time, they are warlike and violent, and their disregard for life makes them lonely.In the peaceful status quo, the vampires who have suppressed the yearning for blood in their bones are left with eternal loneliness. The loyalty of slaughtering the same kind is the only activity that can excite them.
Lance just stood in front of the prince, stretched out his hand to grab the scepter from the prince's hand, and didn't pay any attention to those powerful compatriots who rushed towards him.
"Catch him!!" Wang Jue was very old, he was holding on to the scepter in his hand, defending his dignity as a king, "No, kill him! Kill Lance!"
Lance's body was full of bloody smell, indicating that he had just walked out of a massacre. Facing the scream of the prince, he just raised his eyebrows contemptuously, and then grabbed the top of the scepter with one hand, screaming loudly. He snatched the scepter from the prince's hand. At the moment when the prince was taken away by Lance, those young nobles had already rushed forward, their fangs and sharp claws showing a chilling light.
Wang Jue has fallen to the ground.
"kill him!!"
"Hey-"
The red-eyed bat scepter had already pierced the prince's chest mercilessly. Lance said arrogantly, "You are too old."
While Lance took back the scepter, the man behind him also pulled out the blood-red sword from the chest of a vampire.
The healing ability of the blood race is amazing. Even though Wang Jue has a big hole in his chest, even though he is old and seems to die at any time, the wound can't disturb him at all.Wang Jue pressed his withered palms on the ground and slowly got up.
The scepter of the red-eyed bat slammed on Wang Jue's head fiercely, smashing a piece of his brain into it.
The enraged young vampire rushed up more and more desperately, but was blocked by the black-haired man all by himself.
The blood-red long sword, like a silver cross, made them fearful and deterred.
The scepter was lifted up again, and this time the blood-stained bat's wings slammed into Wang Jue's eyeballs.
"You are too old, Neil...you are so timid and cowardly, you are really embarrassing to the blood race."
puff-
The scepter was completely inserted through the eyeballs, the entire face was sunken, and a large amount of black juice gushed out from the shattered bones.
The wings of the red-eyed bat on the scepter were already stuck in the bone residue, but Lance seemed to not care about damaging the scepter at all, turning the scepter to stir in the flesh.
A vampire who can heal no matter how seriously injured he is, will naturally not be afraid of this kind of cruelty.
The polished leather boots stepped on Prince Neil's heart, and stomped him hard to the ground.Then Lance bent down, stretched out his other hand, took off the golden crown from the prince's head, and put it on his own head.
"Haha—" laughed out of joy.
The young blood race couldn't take a step forward at all.
Wang Jue got up again, as if he wanted to stand up.
"There is only one way to kill the undead blood." Su Yu turned his head, and a silver cross appeared in the palm of his hand.
Lance grabbed the silver cross in his hand, and his snow-white palm was burned immediately, but he parted his lips excitedly, holding the golden crown on his head with one hand, and grasping the silver crown that was constantly corroding his skin with the other. The cross, under everyone's horrified eyes, ruthlessly penetrated into Wang Jue's heart.
For the first time, the mangled Wang Jue let out a miserable howl. White smoke rose from the wound on his chest. He wanted to pull out the silver cross on his chest with his hands, but was kicked by Lance. Rolled down the steps.
The gorgeous red carpet was stained with black and red blood stains. When Wang Jue rolled in front of those young vampires, he had already turned into a mummy. The black bones were still emitting white smoke. One hand tightly clutched his chest, where a silver cross was embedded.
Lance burst into laughter, like a child, stretched out his burned hand, held the crown on his forehead, and sat on the throne.
The young blood looked at the dead Lord Neil in horror.
"Su Yu, will you give me anything I want?" Lance tilted his head to look at the tall man guarding him.
The blood-red long sword was put away, and all the blood races who rushed forward were forced back by him.
"In return, I will."
"Hahahaha——" Lance, who was sitting on the throne, leaned forward, looked at the nobles standing under the throne, and stretched out his hands to pass over their faces one by one, "You are all noble purebloods , so even if you make a big mistake, I will not kill you." The blood-stained red-eyed bat scepter was held up by his other hand, "Well, among you, there are still people who remember fresh human blood Does it taste like it?"
No one responded to him.
With a snap of his fingers, vampire bats with swollen bellies flew up one after another.
"It's okay, I'll let you remember." Lance made a crushing gesture, and the vampire bats hanging on the wall exploded one after another, and the thick plasma rained down. Lance's voice carried Bewitched, "I swear, you will fall in love with this taste."
The bloody aroma is strong and almost viscous.
The vampire counts standing in the middle of the blood rain were aroused by the smell, subconsciously stretched out their hands to catch the plasma, and opened their mouths to suck the blood that fell on the skin.
They have not tasted fresh human blood for a hundred years. The blood of the sick and dead human race has a rotten smell, which makes some blood races disgusted, and the sweetness of the blood that is falling between the lips and tongues now makes them feel unbelievable. An almost morbid longing and obsession.
After the blood rain, the young nobles standing in the hall have changed their appearance.
Their whole bodies trembled with excitement!
Blood race, born to sing in the midst of war and blood!That is an indelible nature!
"On the other side of the continent, there are many human beings, and their blood is our food." Under the golden crown are blood-red eyes narrowed, "Feed them, make them our slaves, kill them, in their The glory of our blood race is tattooed on the bones."
The main hall is full of young vampires, and the impulse and killing in their bones have been easily aroused.
"Peace, that's what the weak need, we don't need it." Lance's voice spread throughout the castle, "The tree of the blood contract has fallen, there is no doubt that the suppression of the human race is coming... you, are you?" Are you willing to continue eating the flesh and blood of the beast, or start a war with me and tear this false peace to pieces?!"
Everyone hesitated, they were used to tranquility, but the inherent fighting spirit in their bones made them hesitate again.
Young vampires are always easy to be incited. The king of the vampires has died, and the tree of the blood contract has been destroyed. Even if the vampires are willing to return to the state of Gou'an, the turmoil caused by the vampires this time will not let it go.
That being the case...
The first nobleman was willing to lower his noble head, and more noblemen also chose to follow.
"The arrival of the human race must not be today! Today, we have to prepare for the suppression of the human race." Lance leaned on the throne with his legs together, "The ants of the human race only suppressed my blood race to the point where it is now , A blood race kills a thousand human races, if it can't finish killing, kill [-], kill [-]!"
"The Knights of the Holy Cross of the Holy See can kill the blood race below the earl." The vampire in the high-necked knight outfit raised his head and looked at Lance who was sitting on the throne.
"I won't let the Knights of the Holy Cross have a chance to appear." Lance looked at Su Yu, "Can you do it?"
Su Yu pondered for a moment, then nodded.
"The Knights of the Holy Cross don't need you to manage, you just need to enjoy the fun of war." Lance saw Su Yu nodding, and his heart settled down, "From now on, all human races can be hunted, there is no such thing as Convention restrictions! Now, the vampires have the final say."
The nobles showed expressions of excitement like predators, and they began to eagerly look forward to the taste of blood.
"The Seventh Regiment of the Holy Cross Knights is in Feitan City, Su Yu, go and kill them all."
Su Yu grasped the long sword in his hand.
Lance looked away and looked at the nobles below who were all wrapped in gorgeous and exquisite black robes, "If any of you are unwilling to continue because you hope for the hypocritical peace and fear the powerful Holy See, you can give it to me." I'm off blood! Do you understand?"
What responded to him were cracked, bloody smiles...
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