Page 302 [Dead Souls of the Festival]
The stone door of Chennian's main hall was closed at some point.
The sunlight faded completely, leaving only darkness and scarlet dominance here.
No one spoke in the darkness and scarlet, and the three people under the altar looked silently at the vampire who was also silent on the altar.
Three pairs of eyes facing two eyeballs.
The atmosphere was like a boiler gradually pressurized in the beating scarlet light.
I don't know when it will explode.
"Okay, gentlemen." During the long confrontation, the vampire on the altar was defeated first. He shrugged his shoulders gracefully, clapping his hands as if he wanted to break the embarrassment of the previous moment, and said in a tone that sounded so hard that he wanted to pretend to be funny, "Don't be so nervous, what you will go through next is just a ceremony to rebirth. I promise, it will only hurt a moment, really." At the end, he stretched out a finger and shook it out as if he was deliberately emphasized.
But no one paid attention to him.
"Vladimir, I seem to have heard this name." Lao Du started on his own as if he had not heard Vladimir's wonderful speeches.
"I seem to have heard of it..." Gulagas followed without hesitation.
"Should I have heard of it?" Chen Senran shrugged, looked at the two people next to him, and showed an innocent expression.
"You..." The vampire on the platform showed a dissatisfied expression.
"Ten years ago, there was a perverted bloody murder in Noxus. A marquis' son invited the young descendants of almost all the middle-class Noxus nobles at that time in the name of a dinner party, and then tortured them one by one at the banquet, as if dancing, and he was said to have killed people while singing opera loudly. The most exciting part is that after killing those people, he killed all his family, and his poor old marquis' father was put on the door with blood. He put a pose of a king jumping horse to pay tribute to the great founding king." Old Du, as if recalling something, slowly told a story that sounded a bit inexplicable. He finally said, "Because this happened on the night of the celebration in Noxus, the Noxus generally called it the dead soul of the celebration."
"In this way, the Dead Souls of Celebration. When I went to Noxus to buy wine several years ago, I seemed to have heard this story that was said to be the number one in the city of Noxus from a boy who had been beaten to pieces by me." Gulagas also said with a memory look, "If I remember correctly, the name of the terrifying Dead Souls of the Marquis' son is... Vladimir?"
"Oh, my God, it's so great. After so many years, there are still people who remember my name. I'm so happy." The dissatisfaction on the face of the vampire who called himself Vladimir changed to a hint of pride, "Yes, I am the great Vladimir, what you say... uh, Dead Soul, Dead Soul, Oh, I don't hate this title. But please call me the great Scarlet Reaper!!!"
After saying the last sentence, he raised his head high again, as if he was about to accept the support of the people.
"Okay, Mr. Scarlet Reaper, what are you planning to do now?" Chen Senran looked at the vampire on the altar with a teasing smile, and at the same time carefully glanced at the little Anne in his arms, for fear that the slightly sharp voice of the vampire named Vladimir would disturb her.
"I... cough..." Vladimir waited for a while and found that no one gave him applause. He touched his nose awkwardly, "Do you still want to say it? Of course, it's sucking your blood."
Perhaps to add some horrible atmosphere, he also deliberately made a little hissing effect.
Not to mention, it’s really a bit creepy in the entire scarlet hall.
But Chen Senran and the other three continued to look at him with disrespect.
At first they were really nervous, but when they found that the vampire in front of them had some mental abnormality, they suddenly felt that everything was a little strange.
Weird...feeling.
"Of course, to thank those two friends who can still remember the name of the great Vladimir, I will give priority to sucking your blood in return. Don't be too excited. Excitement will make the blood boil. I like to drink some of it." Vladimir said suddenly and screamed with an unbearable expression, "Oh, I can't wait to taste your blood. It's so tempting!!!"
"Okay, who are you here?" Chen Senran made a sleepy expression after listening to the lengthy speech, and even yawned and looked at both sides.
"I'll do it." Gulagas rubbed his rosacea, took a big sip of the wine in the barrel in his arms, and stepped forward indifferently, "Hey, vampire, come."
"What?!!" Vladimir, who was intoxicated by himself, jumped up like a cat with his tail stepped on. He looked at Gulagas, who was still burping, and almost roared, "It's the scarlet harvester, don't let me say it again. Also, your attitude has angered me. Did I act too kindly? I actually made you so unrestrained as food, I think...you made me very upset!!!"
As his last roar fell, the scarlet light in the entire hall began to shake, and a strong smell of blood began to appear in the air... and murderous intent.
A quietly engraved murderous intent.
This murderous intent made Chen Senran frown slightly and put away the little bit of contempt in his heart before.
This scarlet harvester...
"It's time for you to feel the smell of blood, damn food." Vladimir suddenly became cold at this time.
Expression, tone, and momentum throughout the body.
His words began to be slow, and his words began to be full of real and terrifying.
"Do you know?" Vladimir jumped off the huge altar and walked step by step to the old monk who had been sitting and melted. "When I escaped from damn Noxus, I felt that there was no way in this world to satisfy my desire for blood. I almost prepared to kill myself. Fortunately, at that time, it was like destined to be destined. I encountered the sucked corpses. I heard about vampires and I was so happy. I felt that this was simply for me."
"It took me three days and three nights to come here, hiking up the mountain, and coming to my teacher." Vladimir paused here, and he squatted down and looked at the old monk who had closed his eyes and died completely. "The teacher opened his eyes and asked me, what are you doing? I said..."
"Let's work together!!!"
The smell of blood in the air was even heavier, and Chen Senran felt that his blood had an urge to spray out at that moment.
And in his arms, little Anne finally woke up.
Crying. (To be continued...)
Chapter completed!