Every time I wake up, I take the blame for the villain

$70, Count Dracula (I)

This is a dark forest.

But the light of the Lord is about to illuminate this darkness.

The devil is resurrected again.

These abominable demons must be made aware that they can never do whatever they want under the light of the Lord.

The great Lord has not forgotten this former land of fire!

Heavy frivolity,

neat chaos,

bright flaws,

haggard health,

passionate ice,

unbearable elegance,

eternal life of death,

eternal awakening sleep!

This filthy and dirty heretic kingdom has been created!

The glorious castle has been buried in the dark jungle that devours living things. There is a damp dead air and heavy clouds here, and not even a ray of sunlight can penetrate.

No one can come out alive from this dark forest.

This is the last grave of the Principality of Lantis.

"Four hundred years ago, this was the capital of the famous Principality of Lantis. The distinguished Count of Lansvania, Prince Tepesh, lived here.

But all the splendor was also buried four hundred years ago.

The Duke of Lantis, whose full name is Vlad Tagule Lantis, was once a member of the Dragon Knights.

The Prince of Lantis, whose full name is Vlad Tepesh Lantis.

In the Holy Scripture, Tepesh represents the Son of the Dragon.

This kingdom is bathed in the glory of the Lord.

However, after the advent of the heretic, the prince who inherited his father's will and had always been loyal to God and was God's most loyal guardian betrayed the Lord overnight.

He fell in love with a princess and betrayed his faith in the Lord.

His holy heart has fallen into the abyss of darkness.

The Lord has punished Lantis."

The gentle male voice gradually became low, accompanied by the elegant sound of the harp, He chanted softly with the rhythm,

"Red flowing fire,

Descend to the world...

The flames burn all sins

The dark hell

is the final destination of heresy..."

The harp dingdong, drifting with the wind.

The poet continued to chant,

"Greed, jealousy,

wrath, laziness,

gluttony, □□

filthiness

Mysterious runes in the air

You feel evil

The devil's figure shuttles in the darkness

Lord

Give your faithful believers power

Purify the filth..."

The bard told the children the myths of the ancient past in a low, elegant and gentle tone, which was specially used for chanting the Bible.

The sacred breath spread, making people's whole heart calm down.

The bard did not have such power.

"Are the princess and the prince dead?" The tender child asked him softly.

"The princess is dead. The prince has fallen into the devil."

Several children gathered around him, and the cool wind blew, and they shivered suddenly.

The forest under the setting sun showed a bit of blood.

The bard put away his harp, "The heretic is called Dracula."

Dracula, translated as devil.

Those who have lost their loyalty to the Lord and fallen into the abyss are no longer worthy of the honor of being tepish.

Vlad Dracula.

The only remaining sin of Atlantis.

Are you ready to accept the punishment?

His white windbreaker was embroidered with golden patterns. His blue eyes were as gentle as water waves, his golden hair floated softly behind him, and a silver cross necklace hung around his neck.

He held the golden harp, and the smile on the corner of his lips was as warm as the sun.

Like an angel.

"Are you leaving?"

"There are blood-sucking demons hiding in the forest. The Lord warns us not to walk in the dark."

Several children clenched their fists in front of their chests and prayed devoutly, "Amen, may the Lord bless you."

Wind and night.

Blood-colored symbols floated across the sky of setting sun and clouds.

The gentle poet walked into the dark forest.

His light was hidden in the damp and cold darkness.

The forest was even colder.

The dark green vines surrounded the tall castle.

The servants in the castle were carrying wine trays and walking hurriedly.

Tonight was destined to be a night of revelry.

Because the Earl woke up from his deep sleep a few days ago.

Dracula was originally the first heir to the Principality of Lantis and the legitimate successor to the Grand Duke of Lantis. His name was Vlad Tepesh Lantis. After falling into darkness for love, he sold his soul to Satan, gained powerful power and infinite life, and became a noble among dark creatures, the Earl of the Blood Clan, the devil Dracula.

For love?

It's really tragic.

Haha.

The ground of the castle was covered with red velvet, and bright and dazzling candles were hung on the two walls.

Everything here seemed so magnificent and elegant.

With the same long life, the Blood Clan is undoubtedly the most enjoyable creature with a long life.

Only the candlelight was still flickering in the spacious and dark bedroom.

A black cloak with gold edges was hung on a gold-threaded ruby hanger next to it.

He wore a white shirt, a crimson vest and a tie. A red ribbon tied his long black hair loosely, and a few strands still fluttered on his forehead and ears.

Noble and elegant.

But his face was pale, unlike that of an ordinary person.

At this moment, he leaned back in his chair, propped up his head and closed his eyes, as if he had fallen into a long sleep.

But his frowning brows showed that this was not a sweet dream.

"Good night, respected Earl."

A maid in a gorgeous purple palace dress opened the door, held a wine tray, and greeted her respectfully.

Bright red liquid in wine glass.

She doesn't dress and behave like a servant. If she were in the outside world, she would be like a princess.

But now she was just holding the wine plate with complicated golden patterns respectfully.

His black eyelashes as long as butterfly wings fluttered, and he finally woke up.

What stood out against his pale complexion were his pupils.

The dark phantom is like the ripples of autumn water.

These eyes seem to have a strange charm, always attracting people, constantly sinking.

The maid quickly lowered her head.

You must not offend the earl.

She gave herself numerous instructions.

Although he closed his eyes, he looked delicate and peaceful, and when he opened his eyes, he looked elegant and noble, without seeming to be threatening at all.

But every "person" in this castle will never forget his identity.

The leader of the Dracula bloodline.

This adjective illustrates his absolute status in this lineage.

He stood up and took two steps. Every movement is more standard than when nobles educate their children nowadays, and reveals a natural classicism. Elegant yet calm.

It is the body's instinct that has been trained since birth.

But his steps were a little slow.

Because he just came out of the coffin.

Awakening from a cold century-old slumber.

This is the fifth day after Jiang Chen woke up.

This body is stiff, cold, and has nothing that a living person should have.

He took off his white gloves and held them against his chest.

There was silence.

Even the heart that represents life has stopped beating.

A wandering spirit, inhabiting a body without a true soul.

Come alive.

Is this death or life.

God seemed to like to play such a joke with him, reminding him of his identity as a dead person in such a careful and frequent manner.

A man abandoned by the world.

He gained another four hundred years of memory.

He is a little confused now.

If a person has hundreds of years of memories in just a few days, it will always be confusing.

He didn't speak for a long time, and his expression didn't look right. The maid looked a little timid, "Your lord, your dinner."

Jiang Chen rubbed his eyebrows and picked out her name from the chaotic memory, "Ai Wen, get down."

His voice was low and clear, yet completely unmistakable.

Ivan has always been an obedient and good girl, but now, her beautiful face showed some hesitation, and she said distressedly, "But the Earl has not eaten since he woke up. This is not good for the body."

When the issue of eating was mentioned, Jiang Chen's face turned even darker.

He really didn't want to discuss this issue with her anymore.

A dead body does not matter whether it is good or bad.

"Get out." His voice turned cold.

Ivan had no choice but to pull up her skirt and retreat. When she left, she closed the door again politely.

He was alone in the room.

He opened the window and looked at the castle sinking into the night.

A little candlelight reflected in his black pupils.

Blood clan, dance?

The classical carved clock has marched to seven o'clock.

The bell sounded low.

The castle door has slowly opened.

The black shadow that had been waiting for time flew up and entered through the city gate.

Black bat.

They gathered into the brightly lit hall and became elegant gentlemen or ladies.

At this time, they are waiting for the appearance of today's protagonist.

This feast is to celebrate the resurrection of this blood-sucking clan and the awakening of Vlad Dracula.

Three hundred years ago, Dracula, who used the blood of hundreds of people to try to resurrect Princess Elizabeth, was strangled by the church priests.

He was seriously injured and was in a deep sleep to recuperate. The entire vampire clan has been hidden for a long time.

Of course, the new clan is eyeing Dracula's lineage, but because this lineage disappeared with Dracula's sleep, it has never been able to succeed.

After a hundred years, the count finally woke up again.

There are families that have only become vampire clans in the past few hundred years. They think that their strength has surpassed that of the earl, so there is a duke above the earl.

For example, Archduke Sweet and Archduke Brands are standing here and chatting happily with their old acquaintances.

Grand Duke Sweet combed his hair meticulously. He wore a neat yet elegant gold-rimmed tuxedo, a high hat, and a neatly buttoned black bow tie. He looked very elegant.

In order not to lose sight of the scene today, his hair was smeared a little too much, and it was dark and shiny under the light, but this did not prevent him from looking energetic.

Archduke Branz was dressed neatly and neatly in ancient knight's uniform. He has a pair of gray-brown eyes, yellow hair, and a deep and sharp face. Judging from his facial features, he is not an easy person to get along with. He casually took the red wine, handed it to Grand Duke Sweet, and praised him sincerely, "Your Excellency is really dazzling today."

Grand Duke Sweet wanted to feel proud, but on Dracula's territory, he restrained himself a little and replied, "Thank you for the compliment. His Excellency Duke Brandz looks radiant today."

The two clinked glasses and smiled at each other.

Grand Duke Sweet adjusted his white gloves and looked at the huge and simple clock hanging in the main hall, "There are still ten minutes."

The hands pointed at seven fifty.

Duke Brantz also looked over, nodded, and curved his red lips, "Our Lord Count is coming."

The author has something to say: New setting, please do not check the family setting of any vampire works, all settings are based on imagination

This is a fanfiction of the Dracula legend, based on the legend, the whole text is fictional

In 1462 AD, the famous Vlad III, Prince Dracula, Count of Transylvania, Romania, abandoned his faith in God because of the suicide of his lover Princess Elizabeth, vowed to break off the light, and surrendered to the devil, thus gaining unlimited power and boundless magic power, but was also cursed by the devil and became immortal, accompanied by darkness and blood all day long, and was named the bloodthirsty king Count Dracula. From then on, a bloodthirsty legend that lasted for 400 years was set off. And all this was just because of Count Dracula's infinite love for his lover Princess Elizabeth.

The original plots are all fragments, but they are nothing in this article. The author has a great imagination and resolutely refuses to nitpick on the settings.

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