The Original Vampire

Looking at the gravel on the ground, Marquis Maynum twitched slightly.

He suddenly realized that the original "bombing and killing" is not an exaggerated rhetoric...

"Cough, take Mr. Fu's body... the body is collected and buried on another day."

"Yes."

Afterwards, Marquis Maynum turned to look at Marquis Dawson and asked earnestly, "What do you do next? What are your thoughts?"

Marquis Dawson shrugged and said helplessly: "Mr. Ho is dead, then there is definitely no need to attack Winter City."

Indeed, when they attacked Winter City, they hoped to push Mr. Ho to the position of the Duke of the North, so as to help the dwarves to establish a kingdom in the North.

But now, Mr. Ho has been bombarded into scum, and he's a fart.

Even if they capture Winter City, do the dwarves still dare to occupy the position of the Lord of the North?

The Marquis of Maynum also sighed, his face full of sadness, and asked, "What about the establishment of a country?"

"It's not impossible to talk to the Saint Hilde family about the establishment of a country." Marquis Dawson said solemnly, but his words were obviously lacking in confidence.

"Saint Hilde...will you agree?" Marquis Maynum grabbed his beard and looked rather anxious.

"Always try." Marquis Dawson was also not confident. "By the way, weren't you discussing with some northern lords about replacing territories? How many families have agreed?"

"Except for the Angele family, they basically agreed. After all, the situation in the north was getting worse and worse, and these families were eager to escape this whirlpool."

"That's much easier to handle." Marquis Dawson's expression revived, "You can continue to implement the agreement to replace the territory. As for the Angele family, if they don't agree, there is no need to force it. You can find other nearby families. Anyway, , your Maynum family first moved to the north as a whole.

Then, we will unite again, under the condition of peace talks, to force the Saint Hilde family to agree to the dwarves to establish a kingdom.

It's really not possible, we can still ask Reinhard the Great for help. Didn't His Majesty give you a promise? "

The Marquis of Maynum pondered for a long time, and finally made up his mind: "Okay, let's test the attitude of the Saint Hilde family first.

"

As he said that, he reached out and called a young dwarf next to him: "Anka, go to Winter City and see what's going on there now."

"Yes, father."

...

Flower City.

The sky above Phoenix Butterfly Castle suddenly surged, and then, a huge blue eye suddenly appeared in the clouds.

Huo Ran opened.

Time seemed to freeze for a second, and then returned to normal again.

The people in Phoenix Butterfly Castle looked up blankly, but could not see any abnormality, as if the heart-pounding coercion that had just passed away was just an illusion.

"Father! That was..."

Earl Morrison ran into the room sweating profusely, his words full of panic that could not be concealed.

Knight Franco was sitting in a wheelchair at this time, quietly looking at the sea of ​​tulips outside the window, dazed.

Seeing that Franco didn't respond, Earl Morrison whispered again: "Father?"

After a long time, Franco said: "Don't ask more about things that you can't understand, let alone grasp."

Earl Morrison had no choice but to nod, suppressing the doubts in his heart.

Franco stopped talking, and looked at the direction of the distant clock tower with deep eyes.

At the top of the bell tower, the ancient bell, which has experienced hundreds of years of wind and rain, stopped turning at an unknown time.

...

In the cave below the bell tower.

A figure wearing a red mage robe is standing by the blood pool.

His body is quite large, but he has a serious hunchback, and his hands and feet are also different from ordinary people.

However, this deformed-looking red-robed mage exudes a terrifying power at this time.

A low, dream-like whisper continued to spread from the mouth of the red-robed mage.

The sound seemed to be getting louder and louder, shaking the entire underground cave.

A circle of ripples spread out in the center of the blood pool, stirring continuously with the gesture of the red-robed mage.

The tiny ripples gradually became violent, and finally, waves of blood erupted.

In the cobwebs above the blood pool, the living people in the "cocoons" seemed to have been stimulated by something, and they suddenly struggled wildly.

boom!

A wave of blood surged up, sinking the spider web into it.

When the blood pool was calm again, the "cocoons" were all empty, and the living people inside disappeared completely.

The red-robed mage stopped casting spells and stared at the center of the blood pool, as if waiting for something to appear from there.

I don't know how long it took, and a figure slowly appeared in the blood pool.

When the viscous blood slowly slid down, I could finally see the face of this figure clearly——

It is the Duke of St. Hilde!

The Duke of Saint Hilde, who had been petrified, actually recovered from the petrified state at this time.

Then, he opened his eyes.

For a time, there seemed to be a flash of thunder in the cave, and it was like a red sun falling into it. The red-robed mage seemed to be unable to bear such light and had to close his eyes.

"Hahaha! We succeeded, we succeeded! Hahaha..."

The red-robed mage laughed and was very excited, even a little crazy.

He roared incomprehensibly from his mouth, waving his hands and feet randomly, venting the joy in his heart.

After a while, the light faded.

The red-robed mage also gradually recovered from the madness. He opened his eyes again and showed an ugly smile to the "Duke Saint Hilde" who had been resurrected from the dead in front of him:

"Mr. Ho, we succeeded!"

"The Duke of Saint Hilde" also showed a smile and said, "Horus, we succeeded."

His smile was a little weird, and he didn't seem to be able to control the muscles on his face perfectly, and his articulation was not very clear.

However, this scene is creepy.

Mr. Ho, who should have been killed by Prince Lehi, came back to life through the body of Duke St. Hilde!

"How do you feel about the body of the Paladin?" Horus, the red-robed mage, asked eagerly, looking at Duke St. Hilde's body with envy in his eyes.

Duke St. Hilde, oh no, it should be Mr. Ho that stretched this body, turned his back to the sky, took a deep breath, closed his eyes with enjoyment, and said with a comfortable face:

"As expected of the most powerful individual in the human race - the Paladin, I can feel the explosive power in my body!

Moreover, this is the feeling of breaking free from the shackles! "

Then, Mr. Ho raised his right hand, a red light flashed in his eyes, and he didn't see any incantations, and a purple fire rose up in his hand.

The purple fire kept jumping, the boundless pressure filled the underground cave, and even the blood pool became turbulent again.

"Hey! Be careful, don't blow this place down!" Horus shouted.

Immediately, he pointed to Mr. Ho's body and reminded: "Don't destroy the body of this paladin that I finally got."

Mr. Ho then withdrew the spell and looked down.

Seeing that his new body actually cracked a small crack, golden blood continued to seep out of it, which looked quite terrifying.

But the most terrifying thing was the scary knife mark on Duke St. Hilde's chest that almost split him in two.

Mr. Hokage knew that this was the injury left by Prince Otto, the paladin of the Troll Empire, to Duke St. Hilde.

After all this tossing, the injury actually became more serious, as if it was about to break apart in the next moment.

Mr. Ho smiled lightly, not too panicked: "It seems that the first thing we need to do is to repair this body."

Horus rubbed his chin and frowned: "This is really troublesome, it requires a lot of precious materials, and it is estimated that it will take two or three years."

Mr. Ho was not in a hurry and said with a smile, "Then take it slow."

"Take your time?" Horus said in surprise. "After two or three years, I don't know what the North will be like. Your Saint Theon family has been planning for so long, and you just gave up?"

Mr. Ho smiled and shook his head: "When I sacrificed the entire Fallen Eagle City, I was doomed to miss the Duke of the North.

It is impossible for the northerners to accept a demon, a lunatic as their ruler. "

Horus seemed to understand something and said, "It turns out that this plan to resurrect from the dead is not your last retreat at all, but the real purpose you planned from the beginning!"

Mr. Ho nodded: "That's right. From the very beginning, I didn't expect to be able to conquer the north through this method. The Saint Theon family has been in exile for more than 300 years. The seat of the Lord of the Realm.

Therefore, my real purpose has always been this Paladin body!

Only by occupying this body can I break through the limits of the sanctuary! "

Horus' face changed slightly, and he said solemnly: "Aren't you afraid that the forbidden spell you have researched will go wrong? I admit that the 'Eye of Judgment' and the 'Final Judgment', these two interrelated forbidden spells are indeed geniuses. idea!

However, after all, they are new forbidden spells that have just been researched, if something goes wrong, wouldn’t you just…”

Mr. Ho looked indifferent, and said faintly: "If I don't dare to take this risk, what can I use to resist the false god?"

Horus was silent.

Seeing this, Mr. Ho said again, "Are you afraid?"

Horus raised his brows and laughed loudly: "What am I afraid of? You dare to try this kind of life-threatening forbidden spell yourself, and of course I won't back down!"

"Okay!" Mr. Ho nodded with satisfaction, his eyes deep, "The shackles that have been wrapped around our mage for thousands of years, it is time to smash it completely!"

Horus' ugly face glowed red with excitement, and he was about to howl for this exciting grand goal when he saw Mr. Go suddenly take out a spherical object and threw it over, saying:

"You go to Royal Dragon City and give this to Emperor Reinhardt."

"What is this?" Horus asked suspiciously, looking at the eyeball in his hand.

"This is a gift I gave to my ally." Mr. Ho said with a meaningful smile,

"It's also the first step in our resistance plan!"

(End of Volume 3)