Monarch of Evernight: Sixty-one mutations

bsp;The castle is small in scale and has a very beautiful environment. The towering ancient trees and field-like flower fields that have become part of the courtyard show that it has been managed for at least hundreds of years.

Qianye thought for a moment, then began to slowly approach the vampire castle, intending to observe the strength of this family.

In the small square on the side of the castle, there are several aerostats parked. The place is not big, but it is crowded. Obviously, there are not so many aerostats arriving at ordinary times. Vampires kept coming in and out of the castle, and two Vampire guards stood straight at the gate.

Qianye counted silently in his mind for a while and then frowned slightly. The number of high-ranking vampires he saw far exceeded the size of a castle. Even if there was a marquis living here, the direct descendants and private troops combined would not reach this number.

Apparently the castle has been turned into a transit base.

Night gradually fell, and groups of vampires walked out of the castle and quickly disappeared deep into the mountains. At the same time, another group of vampires came from outside the mountainous area and entered the castle to rest.

Qianye watched for a while and resisted the idea of ​​catching someone alive. Vampires are very strict creatures, especially when the lines are as clear as before. If a companion is missing for no reason, it will be immediately inferred that an enemy is lurking nearby.

After a while, Qianye began to move his observation position. After becoming familiar with the entry and exit patterns of the vampire teams, he quietly followed one of them and gradually went deeper into the mountainous area.

There are more than ten vampires in this team, all wearing black trench coats, with a blue flame square shield emblem embroidered with dark red silk thread on the cuffs. They are obviously warriors of the same clan. They were led by a knight and walked silently through the mountains and forests for most of the night without saying a word.

At dawn, this team of vampires came to a valley. There is a small camp here with complete rest and supply facilities.

There are already several vampires in the camp, and they are all busy. Some are preparing food, while others are wiping force guns, weapons and armor.

One of the two vampires preparing the food was chopping some pieces of meat, while the other dragged a man out of the cage and hung him on the iron shelf next to him. The vampire then pierced several hollow needle tubes into the man's arteries, and blood immediately spurted out from the mouth of the tube at the other end and fell into the tin cans placed on the ground.

Qianye was lying on a hill in the distance. Although they were far apart, dark vision still allowed him to see everything in the camp clearly, and he could even distinguish the crystal hair accessories on the fluttering hair of a vampire girl.

So Qianye saw that what the vampire cut was human flesh! Fresh human flesh!

In the corner of the camp, there were several large cages with dozens of people in them. They all looked numb and moved slowly. These are human beings raised by the vampires. As food beings, they have long known their fate and have completely given up struggling.

The blood of the man hanging on the wooden frame was almost dry. He opened his mouth wide and inhaled with difficulty, unable to even make a sound. A vampire warrior came over, took away the tin can containing blood, then picked up a short knife and cut directly on the man's body.

The already dying man suddenly jumped up and let out a cry of pain. This was just his last struggle, and soon he lost his voice. His body was carefully cut and fell onto the plate, turning into a big dish that was about to be served on the table.

These vampires are not only the ancestor sect, but also the blood feast party that is the most radical and cruel to humans. Not only do they **** blood, they also feed on humans. For these vampires, seeing the painful expressions and hearing the screams of human beings is the best seasoning.

Qianye's face turned livid, his breathing slowly lengthened, and occasionally there was a trace of crimson force rising from his body.

This was not the first time he had seen a blood feast, nor had he ever seen a blood feast that was larger and more cruel than before. But every time I see such a scene, the anger and sadness from the bottom of my heart are always so deep.

This is the irreconcilable hatred between humans and vampires, which comes from every bit of daily life.

Qianye slowed down his breathing and forced his hand away from Eagle Strike. Now is not the time to take action. Even if he can kill all the vampires in this camp, he will not be able to finally save these humans who are used as food, and his whereabouts will be exposed.

And this mountainous area must be guarded by strong men of the dark race. Once they are alerted, even if Qianye can escape, he will not be able to come in and look for the Eye of True Sight.

The vampire team entered the camp and obviously relaxed. They unloaded their equipment, sat down at the dining table, picked up fresh human flesh and munched on it. The goblet was filled with scarlet liquid, some of which was blood and some of which was wine.

Qianye was about to leave when something unexpected happened.

A vampire warrior who was going to the stream to get water suddenly rose from the ground!

He struggled desperately, his hands constantly scratching his throat, but he seemed to be hung higher and higher by an invisible rope. As his movements intensified, a large amount of blood suddenly spurted out from his neck, a crack gradually widened, and finally his head flew high into the air.

The changes by the stream immediately alerted the vampire warriors resting in the camp. They all drew their weapons and looked for the attackers. However, several of the warriors among them suddenly left their feet off the ground and were bound by invisible forces and pulled up into the sky. In the blink of an eye, blood lines appeared on their bodies. These vampire warriors split into several pieces of flesh and blood and were thrown into the air.

At this time, Qianye finally discovered that there were countless transparent threads crisscrossing in the air, which were wrapping around the vampire warriors and lifting their powerful bodies into the air one by one. These transparent silk threads are extremely tough and have unimaginable cutting power. They can easily tear apart the powerful vampire warriors.

The leader of this camp was a vampire knight. He reacted very quickly, swung his sword and cut off all the transparent silk threads around him. Then he drew his gun and roared into the woods next to the camp.

Force bombs shot into the woods like a violent storm, blowing up branches and leaves, and several ancient trees fell down with a roar.

At this time, a huge figure slowly walked out from the broken branches and leaves, and it turned out to be a spider demon. Its lower body is in the shape of a spider, and its belly is covered with patches of blue natural scales.

The scales are very thin, but the defense is quite good. Sir Blood hit the spider's belly with a spear, but only left a wound over one meter long and as deep as the palm of his hand. This wound on the huge spider demon could only be regarded as a minor injury.

The spider demon stretched out one hand and popped out dozens of transparent spider threads, which continued to wrap around the vampire warrior. In addition, large cobwebs will automatically appear wherever he passes. A vampire warrior rushed toward the spider demon from the left, but as soon as he stepped on the spider web, he was stuck to the spider web, and no matter how hard he struggled, he was unable to break free.

The spider demon laughed ferociously and swung the ax with his left hand, cutting the high-level vampire warrior into two pieces.

Sir Xue was shocked and angry, and shouted: "What are you doing?"

The spider demon licked his lips and said with a ferocious smile: "What to do? Of course I will kill you all!"

Sir Blood's eyes flashed red and he roared: "Then you go die first!"

A **** light glowed all over his body, and he unleashed his potential with all his strength. The force gun roared continuously and bombarded the spider demon. The spider web opened by the spider demon blocked half of the attack, but it was hit several times in a row. The spider demon shouted loudly, and threw the giant ax in his hand suddenly, cutting the Blood Siren into two halves.

The Nerubian moved to Sir Blood's body, leaned over and dug out his heart, threw it into his mouth, and started chewing.

This spider demon has a strength close to that of a warrior, and its ability to control spider silk is both offensive and defensive, making it extremely powerful. The vampire side was attacked by surprise from the very beginning, and more than half of them were killed or injured. After the death of Sir Blood, the situation completely collapsed. Some warriors formed an attack formation and roared towards the spider demon, while several other warriors fled in all directions.

Seeing this, Qianye shook his head secretly. Facing this spider demon with the innate ability of controlling spider silk, it is probably impossible to escape. It is unknown how long it has been lurking around and how many traps it has laid.

Sure enough, the few escaping vampires were either hung up in the air and strangled by spider webs, or they were stuck by spider webs that appeared at an unknown time and could no longer move. As for the vampire warriors who rushed towards the spider demon for close combat, they were all killed one by one by the spider demon with a crushing advantage.

Every time the spider demon kills a vampire, he will immediately dig out the heart and swallow it directly. At this time, Qianye discovered that many of the criss-crossing lines on the spider demon's body were traces of old injuries, and one of them even ran across the entire belly of the spider, almost cutting it in half. These wounds were not left by the vampire warriors in this camp.

Qianye suddenly realized that this spider demon might have reached the level of Viscount, but it was only due to unexplained serious injuries that its strength dropped. Even so, its special combat skills were still there, and it killed all the vampire warriors in the entire camp in a sneak attack.

The spider demon almost greedily devoured the hearts of the vampires one by one, as if the end would come in just a moment. It was obvious that it was very eager to heal its wounds.

The hearts of vampires and werewolves, the demon core of the spider demon, and the original furnace of the demon are all the core organs where the force of their respective bodies gathers. Devouring large amounts at critical moments can indeed quickly restore injuries. But the problem is that this method of energy absorption is extremely wasteful and has many consequences. This spider demon was obviously seriously injured, so it resorted to such a drastic method to recover.

It seems that the dark races operating in this vast mountainous area are not monolithic. On the contrary, they have deep hatred for each other.

Qianye's heart moved and he began to approach the camp silently. The spider demon just opened up the vampire corpses, dug out the hearts and ate them, without paying any attention to the surrounding movements.

In fact, except for the traps it has set near the camp that have not yet been triggered, the spider demon's body is covered with dense webs within tens of meters, making it almost impossible to sneak attack.

However, Qianye had already confirmed the distribution range of the spider web with his dark vision. At this moment, he carefully passed through the gap into the camp and stopped outside the spider web on the ground behind the spider demon.

Qianye took out the twin flowers, pressed in the magic-breaking mithril bullet, and then activated the original wings. The two guns merged into one. With a roar, the magic-breaking mithril bullet instantly opened a big hole in the spider demon's body.

The spider demon suddenly let out a hysterical scream. The transparent spider silk quickly turned white and crazily rolled up its body to form a defense. He turned his head and stared at Qianye, roaring and trying to pounce, but his body had already lost strength. The spider demon's entire back was scorched black, as if it had been burned by fire, and the sweeping spider threads would turn into ashes as soon as they touched it.

The spider demon only took two steps before falling to the ground. However, he still managed to stretch out his right hand to Qianye, and a piece of spider silk flew out.

Qianye took a step back, pulled out the crimson fang, and slashed it in front of him. His hand shook and cut off the spider silk like steel bars. The spider demon roared unwillingly, but could no longer shoot out a second spider thread.

Qianye continued to chop down with his sword, and the sharp sound of silk tearing was heard in the air, and a passage was torn out of the dense cobweb.

Qianye approached to a striking distance, the edge of the Crimson Fang was aimed at the spider demon's throat, and said coldly: "Why kill them?"

The spider demon stared at the short knife in Qianye's hand and asked in a hoarse voice: "Which clan are you from?"