Violators Club

Chapter 475 This is a high-end product
Chapter 475 This is a high-end product

Taking out a clean white handkerchief, the Grand Duke of the Blood Race looked respectful.

Glancing at the wine bottle in the other party's hand, Prince Edward licked his lips, his brows were slightly wrinkled, and his expression flashed with disgust: "The blood of inferior people always has a cheap stench."

After the words fell, the Grand Duke of the Blood Race looked a little more flustered, and he said quickly:
"Sorry, Your Highness is gone."

It seemed to him that compared to Prince Edward's dissatisfaction, the departure of a living life seemed... nothing?
On the other side, Prince Edward enjoyed the look of fear on the other side's face.

The feeling of dominating others made him forget for a short time the unpleasantness of never giving up drinking, as if he was still the omnipotent blood prince in Western Europe, but he did not continue, but comforted:
"It's nothing, it's not that I can't bear hardships. It's quite good to have such a pure blood food in this environment."

Heaving a sigh of relief, the Blood Duke quickly thanked him:
"Thank you, Your Highness, for your understanding."

Control subordinates through fear, so as to satisfy their perverted desire to control.

Although it will make you feel good in the process, it really doesn't make any sense.

Edwards is very aware of this. After all, he has lived long enough to figure out many things in the end, but the problem is that it is really cool to do so!
And looking at the other party's sincere and frightened appearance?
Prince Edwards frowned, and then asked:
"Is Ernes back?"

The Grand Duke of Blood Race looked up at Prince Edwards.

With some hesitation on his face, he replied uncertainly:

"He has been away for a while, and he should be back soon."

Prince Edwards nodded, he didn't say anything, but waved:
"Okay, Charlie, you go down first."

As the Grand Duke Charles left, Edwards tasted the red wine mixed with blood.

The familiar smell made him think of the black old castle covered with vines in Western Europe. Blackness and gloom were the main theme of that old castle, which made him feel a little more happy.

As for the little girl who contributed all her blood and turned into a cold corpse?
From the beginning to the end, he didn't take it to heart.

In his eyes, humans are nothing more than food.

But at this moment, all he really cared about was the Zhenlong fruit that was about to appear.

This is related to whether you can break through and become the first blood race!
Of course, blood is also very important, the source of strength of the blood race is blood, a cup of high-quality blood can make the blood race excited and their combat effectiveness doubled.

What if the quality of blood slaves found by Ens is high enough?

In the next battle, it may be able to exert unexpected effects.

Swaying the delicate crystal wine glass, Prince Edwards couldn't help but look forward to it.

On the other side, after Prince Edward's blood meal was prepared, the remaining three blood-blooded grand dukes were about to start preparing dinner.

The woman who was hung on the tree looked extremely embarrassed at the moment.

Messy hair tips, saliva mixed with tears, dripping down the rough skin, because of the previous struggle, the body has been covered with scales, and there are blood drops on the rough rope and sharp burrs.

The embarrassed appearance makes people think of the miserable slaves in the seventeenth century.

This disgusted the Grand Duke, who was usually well-clothed and well-fed.

But as far as the current situation is concerned, it is already very satisfying to have a cup of hot blood.

A grand duke popped out his sharp nails and looked at the mother in front of him like he was sizing up an animal.

The palm of the hand roughly grabbed the opponent's hair, and as a cold light flashed across, blood flowed down the mother's neck, and under the ancient banyan tree, under the mother's head, was a woman who had been infected with blood. Red oak jug.

A stream of blood flowed, accompanied by a gust of cool breeze, the air could not help but smell a little more of blood.

However, the next moment, it was unexpected.

In everyone's eyes, this mother was just a lamb waiting to be slaughtered, and she didn't know where to find the strength.

Without warning, the mother jumped up violently. She opened her mouth, and her bloodshot eyes gleamed with despair and madness.

The resentment and killing intent in her heart gathered together, like a desperate female beast, the mother aimed at the Grand Duke's arm and bit hard.

If it was a normal person, with such a vicious bite, a piece of flesh would definitely be torn off the opponent's arm.

But the other party is not human, he is a vampire, and he is a vampire of the grand duke level (grandmaster).

As a high-level life form, not to mention teeth, even a small-caliber pistol bullet would not leave a scar on the body. The bite force of human beings is still too small, even though this is the mother's all-out attack.

But under the huge gap, it looks extremely funny, as ignorant and ridiculous as praying for a ride.

But for the other two Blood Dukes present?

This mother's last fight is not important, what is important is...

A grand duke of the blood clan had a more exciting expression, as if he had discovered something very interesting, and he couldn't help laughing loudly: "Charlie, you stupid pig, you were actually bitten by a human being."

From his mocking voice, it can be heard how much the Blood Duke looks down on human beings, as if this is a humble and weak creature, just like humans being actively attacked by ants.

The face of the Grand Duke of the blood family named Charlie sank, and he stared fiercely:

"What are you talking about, bite me? Is an inferior creature like her worthy?"

But the grand duke of the blood clan shook his head. He looked at his friend next to him with a somewhat joking expression:

"Guys, do you think it matters?"

The other party also understood very well, and then said, "I don't think it's important."

The Grand Duke of the Blood Race nodded, expressing approval with a face of approval:

"Yes, I thought so too."

The point is not the injury, but the lowly and weak human beings who dare to attack the noble and great blood race!
Does this mean that in the eyes of this human being, Charlie, the grand duke, is not majestic enough, otherwise why would a humble and weak human dare to attack him?
Accompanied by the singing of the two blood races, the face of the Grand Duke named Charlie could not help turning blue and white.

Feeling that he was humiliated, he couldn't help but look a little more angry.

But he also knew that now was not the time to get angry, so he directly vented his anger and looked at the human who attacked him in this view just now, his azure pupils flickered coldly:

"Damn it, it's because of you, a lowly human being, that I'm embarrassed!"

As he spoke, Grand Duke Charles slapped the mother on the cheek with his backhand.

Because it was to vent his anger, the force of his slap at this moment was not light.

Half of the mother's cheek was directly torn off, and 32 of the [-] teeth were directly smashed, because half of the cheek was torn apart, and blood poured into the pupil, making the mother's expression even more terrifying .

But for this mother, she actually doesn't care anymore.

Most of the blood in the body has been sucked away, and the hard fight just now exhausted the last bit of strength in the body.

The body becomes numb, and the pain recedes like a tide.

The blood on the cheeks flowed into the eyes, and finally dripped down the tips of the hair.

Hanging upside down on this ancient banyan tree, the mother stared at the front with empty eyes. There seemed to be a young white corpse lying there, and there was a touch of white light in the moonlight, as if everything was over.

If this is a nightmare...

The red oak jug soaked in blood was filled again with scalding blood.

Although there were some small episodes, it was nothing to the blood race.

However, at the next moment, an abrupt, somewhat angry voice sounded in this ancient broad-leaved forest:

"What are you doing?"

With a bit of vigilance on his face, the blood clan headed by Grand Duke Charles looked over alertly.

But after seeing the person who came, everyone couldn't help but feel a little more joyful:
"Ens, my friend, you are back."

Ensi, the Grand Duke of the Blood Race who captured Zhuge Gen and was about to make him his blood slave, finally returned to the Blood Race's stronghold at this moment.

Compared with the other blood-blooded grand dukes around him, his face was a little sickly pale at the moment, and his breath seemed a little sluggish, but his expression was a little excited.

He pointed at Zhuge Gen next to him, and his tone couldn't help being a little more proud:
"See, this is a high-end product."

(End of this chapter)