Demon Royal Family

The late night moonlight was like water, spreading all over the high stone plain, and the royal capital was bathed in the moonlight, exuding a shining silver light.

In the four directions of the wilderness in the southeast, northwest and northwest of Lasces, there are four huge magic circles arranged. Each magic circle has eight pale-faced magicians silently reciting the exact same spell, with pupils like molten gold. color.

All are blood barons, and all are magicians!

At the top of Lascelles' landmark building, the Severn Bell Tower in the Noble Quarter, Sistine silently overlooked the sleeping city below him, his black robe fluttering in the wind like an upright flag.

Sistine glanced at his pocket watch, took out a blood ruby ​​gem, and crushed it gently. The blood red powder fell from the gaps between his fingers and melted in the wind.

This seemed to be a signal. At the same time, four huge magic circles lit up with blood-red light, and all thirty-two vampire magicians finished chanting the last spell at the same time.

Dark clouds began to gather, and the moon was blocked. The moonlight gradually narrowed on the ground, and finally disappeared completely, leaving only endless darkness.

Thick fog filled the city of Laces, making it impossible to see even the outline of the houses. Looking at the royal capital from a distance, the whole city looked like a huge fog ball, and even the outlines of the houses could not be seen.

In the palace in the center of the capital, the court mages who were meditating suddenly opened their eyes and shouted loudly: "What a strong magic wave!"

Dang dang dang, warning bells rang out from the palace, echoing throughout the city. Everyone was awakened by the "amplification" bells. They got up rubbing their sleepy eyes, and were shocked to find that their vision was filled with thick fog.

Sistine turned into a group of bats and merged into the thick fog. At the same time, in every corner of Lassese City, the Gromar vampires who had been lurking for a long time bared their fangs and rushed towards the noble area in an orderly manner. Some of them rushed towards various places. The manor of the Marquis.

The number of vampires is around three to four hundred, and this is the entire Glomar family.

…

Viscount Fita is a popular figure in the aristocratic circle. He holds an important position and lives in the aristocratic area.

When he was awakened by the bell, Viscount Fita put on his clothes and complained dissatisfiedly: "The keeper of the bell tower should be sent to the gallows."

Viscount Fita put on the tortoiseshell gold-rimmed alchemy glasses and was immediately shocked by the darkness in front of him.

"Lord Viscount," the maid's shout sounded downstairs, "what happened?"

Suddenly, there was a shrill scream coming from the street. Viscount Fita's heart suddenly rose and he called the maid loudly: "Nila, take me away quickly."

However, the maid seemed to disappear and never made any sound again.

Viscount Fita huddled tightly in the corner, his whole body trembling with fear and his teeth chattering.

A pair of golden pupils suddenly lit up in the mist, which was in the direction of the door.

Viscount Fita's pupils dilated, something entered the room!

Hey, his heart felt suddenly cold. Viscount Fita slowly lowered his head, and a pale hand with sharp nails penetrated the mist and inserted into his chest. His heart was held by the cold palm.

The palm of his hand was violently squeezed, his heart was crushed, and blood exploded in his chest. Viscount Fita lost his life instantly. A pair of bloodshot eyes stared at the darkness in front of him, trying to see his murderer clearly. However, All he could see were golden eyes in the darkness.

The vampire baron licked the blood on his palm and took a sip of disgust: "Dirty blood."

"This is the seventh one."

…

In the mist-shrouded noble district, short screams rang out one after another. Many nobles who found themselves in danger began to run away. Some people fled to the streets, and soon their throats were cut by the vampires squatting on the streets of the noble district. Some nobles hid in cellars. , was also brutally killed by the vampires who followed the scent.

Count Tonaide woke up from his sleep. Darkness filled his vision. He carefully got out of bed and came to the window, listening to the movement on the street. He heard the sounds of numerous creatures stalking in the darkness.

"Attack?" Count Tonede frowned and muttered to himself. He didn't have time to change. He wore cashmere pajamas and walked down the stairs to the door of the villa, quietly opening a gap.

A pair of golden eyes suddenly appeared in the gap, and they looked into Count Toned's eyes less than ten centimeters apart. The owner of the golden eyes let out a cold laugh: "I found another one..."

Uh-huh! A magnificent sword light cut into the mist, and the vampire who suddenly appeared was split open with a single sword.

Count Tonaide was holding a slender noble stabbing sword. He said coldly: "Pretend to be a ghost."

He is a swordsman earl who is well-known in the aristocratic circles, and is known as Tonaide who "slashes as grandly as a symphony".

The moment Count Tonaide rushed into the street, at least twenty murderous auras locked onto him. He was fearless. He put one hand on his back and held a sword in the other. The tip of the sword was tilted downward, performing the standard noble swordsman's etiquette for fighting.

Twenty Glomar vampire figures cut through the fog, their nails like jumping daggers, stabbing at Count Tonaide. He waved the bayonet into a halo, blocking all the dagger-like nails, making a crisp clanging sound. .

Count Tonaide stood still with both feet, moving forward and backward, then suddenly turned around and slashed out a ring of sword light, which spread rapidly. The mist was divided into upper and lower parts at the height of his chest, rolling endlessly, and the ring of sword light flashed across the four sides. The waist and abdomen of the famous blood clan were cut off, and the strong smell of blood suddenly filled the air.

"Waltz!"

The vampires retreated in fear and temporarily stopped attacking. Count Tonede snorted disdainfully: "Insidious people who only dare to sneak attacks in the dark."

A faint voice suddenly sounded from above Earl Toned: "Really?"

Count Toned immediately stabbed into the sky. The sword energy stirred the mist into a whirlpool, but it missed the target. The faint voice appeared behind Toned like a ghost: "The stronger the noble, the more valuable it is." The higher it is.”

Count Toned turned his head in shock, and what appeared in his last sight before his death was a pair of green pupils.

Brush, his heart was penetrated instantly, Count Tonaide's eyes widened, his rapier slipped weakly from his hand, and fell to the ground with a jingle.

Sistine shook off the blood on his hands and disappeared into the thick fog again. Everything was ready. His mission was to deal with powerful enemies.

"The stage has been set. Tonight is the time for hunting. To attack a country, killing nobles and officials is one of the most direct ways."

The killings in the noble district continued, and the riots gradually spread.

In addition to the noble area, there were also large groups of Glomar blood clansmen who attacked the Marquis's manor. The defense of the Marquis' manor was no better than that of the city. They only attacked two Marquis families whose defensive strength was relatively weak.

Delenn and...Linches.

Sistine did not change his plans because of Ivo.

Standing on the roof of a villa in the aristocratic district, Sistine listened to the screams and cries around him and nodded with satisfaction.

The cronies beside him said with a ferocious smile: "Everything is going well. We can kill all the nobles in the Kingdom of Laces tonight and turn this city into a bloody hell."

"No, we can't do it," Sistine retorted calmly. Seeing the puzzled eyes of his confidants, he slowly said: "It is not up to us to decide how much damage we can cause."

The confidant looked surprised: "Who decides?"

Sistine looked in the direction of the palace: "It depends on how long it will take for the real strong men of Lases to react. It is our honor for the Black Eye Order to be able to see the true power of a kingdom."

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The Delen family is a weaker branch of the Marquis family. The head of the family is the president of the Royal Academy. The full name of Marquis Maisibo Delenn is Maisibo Delenn.

When the warning bell rang, Delen Manor woke up from its slumber. The guards stood firm in the darkness. The magic consultant cast a spell to disperse the fog in the manor. The servants lit the torches and oil lamps. Looking outside the manor, they could only see The rolling mist is like being surrounded by thick fog.

Marquis Maixibo was heavily protected by guards and loudly ordered to the family knights: "Reddy, go to the city immediately to investigate the situation."

Reddy, who was fully armored, punched his chest with his right fist and performed a knight's salute. He sat on a purebred northern alpine horse - this was his war horse. The war horse was also fully armed, and its brown body was covered with fine iron armor leaves, covered with The armored horse's head swung uneasily, Reddy took the reins, clamped the horse's belly with his legs wearing iron boots, and the war horse Herod rushed into the thick fog.

However, the next moment, the huge war horse flew back from the fog, rolled several times on the ground, and stopped in front of Marquis Maixibo. A big hole was opened in the armor on its chest, revealing a dark wound, and the horse's heart was cut out. .

Dozens of vampires dressed in black walked out of the thick fog. The leader of the vampires grabbed Reddy's faceplate and lifted him up in the air, shaking him. Blood flowed and dripped along the gaps in the armor. Reddy was motionless and dead. After all, even the sophisticated heart armor cannot stop the vampire's sharp fingers.

"Enemy attack!"

"kill!"

The battle was about to break out, and the Sanguine and Delen family guards collided with each other into their respective formations.

Dark night is the home court of the Vampire Clan. The Vampire Clan turns into swift shadows, slaughtering the guards, and the blood gradually dyes the ground red. Marquis Mai Xibo is their primary target, but under the protection of several family knights, the Vampire Clan cannot succeed for the time being. Mai Xibo Seeing the heavy casualties, the Marquis of Xibo was so angry that his beard was trembling.

Sword energy, holy light, magic and blood were shooting out randomly, and the scene was chaotic.

Daimari hid beside Mai Xibo and allowed his guards who were not as powerful as him to die in battle. He was unwilling to leave the protection of his guards and face these dangerous vampires.

Marquis Maixibo yelled: "I need someone to go to the royal capital to ask for reinforcements!"

Daimari said nothing and did not give anyone a chance to react. He quickly grabbed a war horse and shouted: "I'll go! Make a way for me!"

After saying that, he ignored Mai Xibo's reaction and rushed out of the manor on horseback, his back looking panicked. The guards fought desperately and cleared a passage for Daimari to pass.

"Master Daimari, we are relying on you!"

"You must be quick!"

However, Daimari turned a deaf ear and kept whipping the horses, hoping to go faster. He felt that the manor could no longer withstand it. He still had a great future. How could he die here? His face was ferocious. As long as he could rush out of the manor, he would definitely do it. Can survive.

Suddenly, another group of vampires rushed in outside the manor. Daimari was stopped and the war horse was shot to death.

His escape plan failed, and he was furious. With no way out, he had no choice but to fight to the death.

He raised his hand, and two rays of holy light crashed down. A vampire baron screamed in pain as if he was burned by flames. His skin was quickly blackened and withered in the holy light. This was the unique power of the "purification" effect. Even the specialized The "holy water" of the Holy See that deals with the night races does not have such strong purifying power.

Daimari picked up the knight sword and breathed out the strong holy light. He was a rare holy light knight with dual characteristics, but they happened to be the natural enemies of dark creatures, namely "punishment" and "holy".

"Disgusting Vampires, accept the punishment of the Holy Light!" Daimari roared, pretending to be upright and awe-inspiring, which was completely different from the one who wanted to escape just a second ago.

Since he couldn't escape, he could only fight bravely. He changed his expression and behavior in an instant, creating a glorious image in the eyes of everyone.

The knight's sword swept across, and a large number of vampires avoided it for fear of being hit by Daimari. The purification ability of the dual characteristics of the holy light made them extremely afraid.

The family guards' morale was greatly boosted and they shouted excitedly.

"It's Master Daimari!"

"Our 'Brilliant Light'!"

"As expected of a genius from the Royal Academy, he is so brave and invincible!"

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