Fairy Tale: Conquering the Nun with Black Silk at the Beginning

Night!

The eerie moonlight, the deadly castle, the surging blood river.

Inside the castle, on the carpet, a long bloodstain was dragged out.

It was as if, in the invisible, a god wielded a pen, and the strokes of his pen were powerful, leaving a scarlet-red stroke on the blood-red carpet.

Nosferatu dragged his tired body and walked into the entire castle, the tallest building, the pointed tower.

As he walked, he cursed:

“Camilla, you bitch, you bastard!”

“And your bastard daughter Little Red Riding Hood, and this damn Wayne!”

“Everyone will die!”

The Pointed Tower is narrow and cramped, but in contrast, the beech door is thick and tall, like a coffin board.

Nosferatu pushed open the heavy wooden door, and dust fell.

There was a thick layer of dust on the ground, and dust was fluttering in the air. It was everywhere.

No one had been to this Pointed Tower room for a long time.

Nosferatu could not remember when he last came to this Pointed Tower. It was too long ago.

Or, unless something big was about to happen, he would not come to this cramped, cold and desolate room.

In the middle of the room.

There was a bronze cross, and in the middle of the cross, a woman who was nailed upside down was carved in relief.

The woman spread her arms, Hanging upside down in the middle of the cross, it formed a big ⊥ shape.

A pair of jade feet, straight and slender, pierced the sky like the Spear of Longinus.

In front of the cross, there was a kneeling cushion, which was soaked in blood and as bright red as strawberry milk.

In front of the cushion was an evil holy grail made of human bones. The bone patterns were clear, and the cracks spread like a spider web along the direction of the flow of bone marrow.

Nosferatu knelt on the blood-stained cushion, and his knees were soaked with blood in an instant.

He used his sharp claws to cut a willow-leaf-sized gap on his left wrist.

Blood dripped from the wound.

Nosferatu held up the bone chalice in his right hand and caught the continuous line of blood.

He said confidently:

“The great ancestor vampire Lilith Lamia, your devout servant, Nosferatu offers the blood of faith here, hoping that you can protect the pious and kill the sinner Wayne!”

After Nosferatu finished speaking, he splashed the blood in his hand onto the ground.

“”Sizzle!”

Fresh blood poured down the filthy cross, and some of it flowed and splashed on the bulging body of the original vampire Lilith Lamia, who was nailed upside down on the cross.

Instantly, the blood burned and turned into blood steam, and the air was filled with bursts of salty and fishy smell.

Nosferatu was intoxicated by it, and he was so happy and happy, and he was mumbling in his mouth, as if crying, complaining, and longing.

“Thank you, my Lord, I have sensed the implicit hints from your boundless divine will!”

“Wayne must die!”

“Wayne must die!”

“Wayne must die!”……………………

In the castle, a room was decorated in a particularly grand manner, with tassels and curtains everywhere, and the decoration style was the tall Mediterranean marble columns.

A vampire maid was cleaning the room, sweeping the hair out of the carpet and brushing the dust out of the fine cashmere with a wooden brush.

At this time, a gilded mirror hanging on the wall next to her began to stir rapidly, and a thin layer of blood spread on the mirror.

The blood quickly condensed and merged into a human figure.

This was the profile of a man who looked very cold, sinister, handsome and vicious, like the profile of a great king engraved on a gold coin, which kept people away from him.

The vampire maid noticed the changes on the mirror, and ate it, and dropped the broom and wooden brush in her hand.

It hit the instep of her feet, which was exposed by the aristocratic lace shoes, and the tender feet suddenly showed the dull red color of the injury.

The handsome and vicious man in the mirror said coldly:”Where is Nosferatu? Call him over here!

” The vampire maid didn’t dare to neglect it at all.

She picked up the black skirt of the maid group and the hem of the milky white skirt, took small steps, and ran out of the room with a trembling waist.

A few minutes later.

Nosferatu strode towards the room.

The wound on the left wrist that had just been cut was now healing at a rapid speed.

“Great, it’s Lord Vladimir!”

He rushed into the room like a cannonball and knelt on one knee in front of the gilded mirror.

Vladimir in the mirror had a hint of disgust on his face:

“Nosferatu, what is the most important thing for the blood race?”

Nosferatu’s nose twitched, his lips moved, his eyelids fluttered, and his chest moved with the rhythm of his breathing:”Reporting to the Grand Duke, it is elegance!”

The bloody Grand Duke Vladimir lowered his eyes and sneered:

“But the way you rushed into the room was like there were 100,000 demon hunters chasing you. You were not elegant at all.”

Nosferatu lowered his head when he heard this:”I will pay attention, Grand Duke!”

Vladimir sneered:”Country people are country people. Tell me, what do you want from me this time?”

“Something went wrong, Grand Duke. Wayne showed up unexpectedly and first killed the priest, then killed the village chief and his wife of Aoshen Village.” Nosferatu’s tone was full of frustration. A haze swept across the handsome and vicious face of the Blood Grand Duke Vladimir, and his tone was as cold and stiff as falling into an ice cave:”Can you kill this Wayne?”

Nosferatu was under the pressure of the Blood Grand Duke Vladimir from head to toe, feeling terrified:”His strength is not inferior to mine!”

Blood Grand Duke Vladimir sneered in the gilded mirror:”Oh, then you can die calmly, my dear Nosferatu idiot.”

The arrogant and arrogant voice of the Blood Grand Duke was like the angry wind in July, the thunder in August, the burning clouds in September and the scorching sun in October:”The Blood Dynasty that the vampires have long dreamed of is now almost built.”

“Nosferatu, a stupid little pawn like you is now abandoned by our Blood Dynasty. Just play with Wayne.”

Nosferatu’s heart skipped a beat, and his face turned pale.

Vladimir said slowly:”Last year, the mad king Ludwig of Dolan Gureg was successfully murdered by us in secret.”

“Soon, the entire Dolan Gureg Kingdom will become the territory of our blood clan. We can establish the Blood Dynasty with the help of the rotten and empty shell of the Dolan Gureg Kingdom.”

“However, considering that you are also a member of our blood clan, you just need to kill Wayne, and the blood clan will help you.”

The words faded away.

Only Nosferatu was left kneeling on one knee in front of the gilded mirror.

He knelt like this… knelt… as if he was lost in long-term contemplation, deeply confused, and could not get out of it for a long time……………………….

Wayne tightened his windbreaker, closed the door of the tree house, and walked down the stairs.

There were still a few footprints stained with fresh mud on the stairs.

Obviously.

Camilla Bartoli, the mother of Little Red Riding Hood, had walked through most of the dark forest to come to the tree house of the witch in the forest to find him.

Wayne thought. It seems that all this is a trick of Nosferatu.

The stupid Nosferatu, in order to compete with him, even sent his wife Camilla to his door.

But strictly speaking.

Camilla had betrayed Nosferatu a long time ago, when she had a moment of pleasure with the young hunter in the forest and became pregnant with Little Red Riding Hood.

The head of Count Nosferatu, who was hiding in the depths of the dark forest, began to turn green like a green-haired turtle.

His later years were unknown, and he was covered with green hair.

Smile.

Wayne walked towards the church.

He didn’t want to change into the [Speeding Boots], and walked to the front of the church in two or three steps.

I have been thinking about a lot these days. Tonight, I was sitting in a tree hole enjoying the cool air, and suddenly I thought of the dark forest I walked through every day. It must look different in the light of the crescent moon.

Wayne quietly put on his windbreaker and went out with the door closed.

Above the winding forest path, there were endless treetops. The treetops were very wide, like the skirt of a graceful dancer.

Wayne was walking along the forest path, enjoying the tranquility of the night, the charm of the midnight, and the silence of midnight.

Restlessness. Noise. Bustle.

Whispering. Smirking.

Suddenly.

Wayne’s surroundings suddenly became extremely noisy.

“Hahaha, look, there is a man traveling alone here!”

“Hurry, make a fire, set up the pot, and we’ll have meat to eat!”

“Hold him, hold him! I want pancreas, which is more tender than veal!”

In the darkness, where the moonlight could not illuminate.

The shadow began to shuttle, like an invisible spoon, stirring the darkness as thick as ink.

Wayne’s hand, the palm of his hand was holding the [Collector] musket.

Gun in hand, follow the gun.

The shadow flickered.

A short figure stood out, holding a harpoon-like weapon in his hand, stabbing Wayne like Runtu stabbing a wild boar.

The gun went off.

The firelight lifted a corner of the veil of the goddess of night.

The short figure immediately lay on the ground, sleeping peacefully, sleeping soundly, motionless, forming a small”big” character. The harpoon-like weapon in his hand was all blackened by gunpowder.

Several more short black shadows pounced on Wayne.

Holding the same fork in their hands. They were just as silent when they were shot.

They also formed a small”big” character when they fell down and became corpses.

A moment, a moment.

There were eight short corpses lying at Wayne’s feet. The corpses were all smoked by the black gunpowder of the musket, like the smoked Tai Sui and the fire-smoked King Kong.

【You killed an adult goblin, which has been converted into 25 silver coins! 】

Goblin.

Wayne looked down at the small corpse at his feet with a kingly gaze.

It turned out to be a goblin that left the cave and was active at night.

However, the gold content is indeed a bit low.

An adult goblin is only worth 25 silver coins.

Eight goblins died under Wayne’s gun and were converted into 200 silver coins.

Now the balance of silver coins has jumped to 700, and it is only 300 away from 1,000!

Wayne held his breath and listened.

Restlessness.

Noise.

Clamour. Whispering.

Sly grin.

All disappeared.

It seems that the eight goblins were the ones who were making noise in the forest just now.

“boom!”

“boom!”

“”Boom!”

At this moment, the ground suddenly shook for no apparent reason.

The force was so strong that it was like the big feet of a Goliath sinking deeply into the soft soil.

Wayne could even clearly feel that a corner of his windbreaker began to bounce up and down.

The person coming was a huge monster!………………………

Oshin Village.

It was late at night, and dew had seeped into the walls, mixing with the thick white slime left by the succubi.

“Swish!”

“”Shua!”

The hardworking men of Aoshen Village were busy until late at night.

They were doing simple wall cleaning and tidying up the courtyard and rooms.

The succubi left heavy traces of their daily life here.

If it was not cleaned up, the air would be filled with the salty and fishy smell of seafood.

It was so salty that it choked the throat.

It was so fishy that it burned the nose.

Hunter Oak raised his strong waist, wiped off the big beads of sweat on his forehead, and smiled with satisfaction:

“Young men, you have done a great job! Soon, Aoshen Village will become the most beautiful village in the southwest of the entire kingdom!”

As soon as he finished speaking, a figure came running from the direction of the Vltava River at the entrance of Aoshen Village. He was still shaking something in his hand.

But the night was too dark.

In addition, Aoshen Village is now in the post-disaster reconstruction period of the succubus disaster.

Candles, kerosene and other essential lighting materials at night are very limited.

Hunter Oak couldn’t see what the figure was shaking in his hand.

The figure shouted loudly.

It was also unclear. Oak was standing upwind, and the figure was downwind, shouting against the wind, and it was unclear and difficult to distinguish. Smell.

Other hunters, men from Aoshen Village, and the chubby village chief all stopped what they were doing.

Hoes, pickaxes, wood hoes, and rollers were all placed aside.

Some people even held pitchforks in their hands, as if to prevent bad people from coming.

The moonlight illuminated the entire Vltava River like a jade belt.

The figure was getting closer and closer.

It was a man.

The moonlight illuminated his face.

It was a one-eyed man.

It turned out to be the right-hand man of Hunter Oak, the one-eyed hunter.

He was shaking a letter in his hand, and he was out of breath due to the long run.

“Faith…faith…faith……”

Oak didn’t rush to take the letter from the one-eyed hunter. He just stroked his old friend’s back and asked him to relax.

When his rapid breathing slowed down,

Oak asked,”Whose letter is it?”

The one-eyed hunter’s only remaining eye gleamed in the moonlight:

“It’s a letter from Whitestone Bunker!”

Whitestone Bunker?

Oak was extremely suspicious. Lord Wayne had warned him that Whitestone Bunker was very dangerous and he should not approach it easily.

And now it has been investigated that the Little Red Riding Hood grandmother who lives in Whitestone Bunker is a pervert who bathes in human blood and drinks snake venom to stay young forever. She is a bloody and brutal demon!

Why is she writing to him at this time?