Red dragon: in charge of natural disasters

The city was dark and quiet, with soft sounds coming from time to time.

The smell of blood permeated the city walls and flowed into the city along with the howling north wind. Fortunately, most people had already fallen asleep, but some people had nightmares because of it.

There are hundreds of corpses piled on the city wall, and several of them have been sucked dry, leaving only shriveled skin and bones - which are obviously the work of vampire players.

The gathered blood slowly flowed down from the city tower, leaving large blood stains on the city wall.

Langli Baitiao wiped his hands with a silk scarf and pretended to say: "It's really troublesome. Why do you want to mess with us?"

The Night Wolf whispered: "It's not you who made the noise, boss."

"Ouch!"

Another headshot.

Langli Baitiao patted him on the shoulder again and said in an old tone: "Young people must be brave enough to take responsibility. Don't always try to escape and pass the responsibility to the seniors. How can this be done?"

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The player nicknamed [Flying Mosquito] quickly reminded: "Stop being so noisy, we have to hurry up."

"When the sun comes up, we will have to hide here and there again and become rats in the gutter."

"Fuck, let's go quickly."

This is the reason why the vampire template is not so popular among players despite its full strength - [sunlight allergy].

[Sunlight Allergy] is a pure debuff. As long as players with the vampire template are exposed to sunlight, their whole bodies will burn, and they will burn to ashes in less than a minute after being exposed to sunlight.

As a vampire, Langli Baitiao can only resist for two more minutes.

However, as one of the leaders of Nocturne, he is relatively rich and can exchange spell scrolls for protecting against sunlight. He often appears in major events during the day.

Therefore, among the players in the Ember Kingdom camp, compared to the widely sought-after racial templates such as dragonborn and half-dragon, vampires have become a sewer—only those vampire enthusiasts will consider entering Nocturne.

Of course, there are also the newbies who were tricked and abducted by Langli Baitiao.

Compared with ordinary players who actively participate in various activities, these Nocturne players spend most of their time in dark caves during the day - sometimes they dig for minerals, and sometimes they fight underground monsters such as phase spiders and underground lizards. Live a shady life.

Only at night can these vampire players show off the majesty of "Nocturne" and arrest criminals everywhere with arrest warrants.

And now, Langli Baitiao finally gathered these vampire players and got the opportunity to participate in the big mission on the battlefield.

The vampires climbed over the city wall one after another, fell silently to the ground inside the city, escaped into the shadows of the deep alleys, and shuttled quickly through the darkness.

Others were clinging to the wall, crawling like spiders.

Langli Baitiao kept his body flying close to the ground, his eyes were scarlet and glowing, and the dark red cloak behind him moved huntingly. He indeed had the demeanor and aura of a vampire aristocrat.

"Take the city of Vichy tonight!"

"It is our duty to rebuild the glory of the blood clan!"

Langli Baitiao said in an excited tone.

"But boss, we are vampires. Why don't we send it as soon as we see the light?"

The Night Wolf stood on the wall next to him, scratched his head, and asked with some confusion.

The aura of the boss that Langli Baitiao had finally created was broken in a second, and everything in his body seemed to be deflated.

"Don't talk nonsense, just follow my command."

"Did you see that big house with a garden that still has lights on? That's the Earl's residence. It seems to be called Ocott Sur."

"The plan is simple. Let's rush in and assassinate the count. That's it."

"Okay boss."

The night falls, and the moon shines brightly.

The ancient stone walls of the Earl's mansion looked a bit solemn under the moonlight.

The vampires sneaked into the mansion quietly. Their figures loomed in the moonlight, like a wisp of smoke, blending perfectly with the surrounding darkness.

The soldiers stood guard at the door, but did not notice these people who easily climbed over the wall.

"Click."

The next moment, as a neat voice sounded, the two soldiers standing guard at the door had their necks broken.

"Boss, didn't you say we would only kill witnesses?"

"I was itchy for a moment and couldn't hold it back."

"I always feel like there's something wrong with this sneak attack. It's just not the same as what I saw in the movies."

"Don't worry about those who are there or not, just ask if you have been discovered."

Vampire players continue to search for traces of the count.

Their steps were light and swift, each step falling precisely and silently, like a cat wandering in the dark.

The vampires passed through the corridor and crossed the courtyard, killing patrolling guards along the way, and "silently" approached the brightly lit living room of the mansion.

Suddenly, there were footsteps in front of them - it turned out to be a maid. She opened the door carefully and walked with a tired face while carrying a silver plate full of food scraps.

She said to herself: "How strange. Where has Mr. Bernard gone?"

"Forget it, let's finish today's work quickly. There is almost no food at home. Little Egg is probably still waiting for me."

"Alas, the situation in the city has been getting worse and worse recently."

In the shadows in the corner of the mansion, several pairs of blood-red eyes were staring at the maid.

"Boss, do you want to kill this one?"

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"Forget it, let her go. It seems that killing civilians is not allowed in the mission."

The maid felt that the wind around her was surprisingly cold, and she had an inexplicable bad feeling in her heart. Even the hairs on her hair stood on end.

She looked around, carefully poured the food scraps from the silver plate into the cloth bag she carried with her, then quickened her pace, holding up her skirt and hurried away.

She didn't know she had escaped.

Don't even know what will happen next.

Under the bright light, a tall and muscular figure appeared in the luxurious glass window—obviously, that was Count Ocott Sur, whom the vampires were looking for.

At this moment, the earl was yelling and swearing, unaware of the danger.

"Damn you bastard! Be careful not to stain my painting!"

"That was painted by Master Avaro himself. It's worth hundreds of gold coins. I can't even afford to cut off your head to pay for it!"

"Also, those gold coins are all mine! Thirty-four thousand and seventy-three gold coins, not a single one is missing. If I find one missing in the future, I will cut off your dirty hands!"

"Where's Alyosha? Why hasn't he arrived yet?"

In the brightly lit hall, the guardsmen were busy carrying the earl's treasures, as if they were trying to evacuate the entire mansion.

Count Ocott has hired a mysterious mage who is proficient in teleportation spells. He will flee to the southern Fadland Empire with his savings collected over many years.

"I will definitely be able to leave here and continue to live a noble life in the south."

Okot thought as he looked into the distance. (End of chapter)