Endless Debt.

Chapter 75 The Daybreak War
Bologo realized that these undead were indeed very approachable, so easy that it was like a circus here, and Bologo was a violent audience, and he had to put some pressure on them and wave his whip to make these guys go honestly. Jump through hoops.

"Jeffrey said on the phone, you don't remember the content of the transaction, and you are curious about what price you paid to obtain such a perfect 'resurrection'."

Serley really looked like that when he was serious, with a solemn and dignified demeanor...if he could dress properly.

"Devils are not kind or merciless. They are just a group of cold businessmen who are loyal to the transaction of 'value' and 'value'. They may behave very close to you, and even say that they will give you a lot of help, but in fact All of this is just for their ultimate purpose."

Serley shook his head apologetically, and said frankly.

"To be honest, I don't know exactly what happened to you, after all, everyone's 'value' is different, and the transaction is also different, but I think I can tell you a few stories, which may give you Some revelations."

"Revelation..."

Boluoge nodded, Seri spoke very sincerely, and he listened carefully to what Seri said next.

He smoked heavily and exhaled thick smoke.

"The Villelis family is... a debtor family, because our history is too long and the scale is quite large. Over time, we have another name, Night Clan."

Thurley talked about his family history. When he heard about the debtor's family, Bologo was really shocked. He never thought that the debtor could appear in the form of a family, but he didn't interrupt Thurley's words, but Listening quietly.

Bologo stared at Seri's face. From the first moment they met, he noticed the abnormality of Seri, those bloody scarlet eyes, pale sickly skin, and sharp lips. teeth……

"This story has to be told a long time ago, and I can't remember exactly how long it was. After all, for the undead, there is no concept of 'time' in our world.

In short, there was a man who made a deal with the devil at first. He was a coward and was afraid of death, so he hoped that he could get immortality and escape the scythe of death.

But this won't work, that guy is an ordinary person, powerless and worthless, the devil directly rejected him, but he was not reconciled, he knew his current value, and he couldn't get his wish of immortality, so he made a He made a crazy decision, a decision that surprised even the devil. "

Speaking of this, Threi's voice paused for a moment, and then a little hatred rose in his eyes.Burrog didn't understand why.

"He promised the devil that he is willing to use his bloodline's infinite future in exchange for this 'gift'."

"Blood... infinite future?" Bologo instinctively felt chills, "What do you mean?"

"Literally," said Thrais contemptuously, "that coward sold his soul, and the souls of all his descendants."

"The devil promised him his wish of immortality, but the price is that the descendants inherited by his blood will all sacrifice their souls to the devil and become debtors at the moment they become Night Clan.

With the unlimited future of his family, he extravagantly asked for the wish of immortality. "

At the moment of continuation with blood, the blood contract has been fulfilled.

Bologo knows this kind of thing. The form of the devil is ever-changing, and the way of trading is also the same. According to the records of the Bureau of Order, sometimes they will go there in person to sign a blood contract with you, and sometimes they only need you on the phone. Agree.

The "method" and "medium" for the conclusion of the blood contract are not fixed, and it is actually feasible to continue with blood.

"But this is just a trick, the 'price' of the trick, to obtain an imperfect 'wish', a crippled immortal body."

As Serey said, he pulled out a silver table knife out of nowhere, and slashed at his wrist.

"That coward gained immortality, he no longer fears death, and has been invincible ever since. He is called the Night King, the source of the blood of the night clan, and has continued this taboo blood of immortality to this day.

It is said that when the Night King signed the blood pact with the devil, he cut his finger with a silver table knife in a dark night and signed his name with blood.

So since then, even though the Night King is immortal, the silver weapon can still hurt him. "

The silver table knife easily cut through the pale skin, and blood flowed out. The moment it touched the silver, the blood boiled and screamed like a strong acid.

The wound cut by the table knife showed a burning sensation, as if it had been brushed by a high-temperature sharp blade, and the surrounding flesh and blood were necrotic and withered.

"The coward sold his soul in the dark night, and then the coward died, and the Night King was born in the night... so he will be chased by the sun all his life, and the sun that everyone takes for granted will easily overwhelm his immortality burned to ashes."

Serei said this and smiled awkwardly, "I won't show you the part about sunlight, that thing can really burn the Night Race to death."

It was only then that Burlog noticed that there were no windows in the entire bar, and even the door was firmly sealed, and it was hung with a black cloth for safety.

"This is the origin and immortality of the Villelis family, that is, the Night Clan. As for the kid from the Krex family, he is so wary of me because our Night Clan fought against these secret associations not long ago."

Sai Lei said casually.

"About... 100 years ago? It should be 100 years ago. At that time, the Bureau of Order and the King's Secret Sword were not established. Those secret associations fought against our Night Clan in the form of coalition forces."

Listening to the "100 years ago" in Threi's mouth, Bologo sighed again at the time concept of the undead.

"Different from manic phagocytosis, what afflicts our night clan is another, more cruel curse, which we call 'thirsty blood disease'.

We need to draw blood to satisfy the hungry void, but after research, we found that in fact, the process of drawing blood is to condense the blood-drained people, condensing their souls into liquid, and blood Swallow them together. "

Burrog's heartstrings were touched, and he thought of those dark red potions that contained souls.

"You have been drawing human blood for so many years?"

Bologo's eyes turned bad. If Thurley had something to do with "people-hungry", he wouldn't mind doing it here.

"How could it be? I've said it all. I'm a member of the Villelis family. What's more, we lost everything in the war a hundred years ago, and now we can only live under the rules of everyone."

Sai Lei looked at Geoffrey as he spoke.

"The last time I drew human blood was the 'Dawn War' a hundred years ago," Serley turned to Bologo and said, "You can also sense it, right? The Night Race is like an uncontrollable virus, except for those two Except for the fatal weakness, as long as we send our own blood there during the process of drawing blood, the other party can become a member of the Night Clan and gain immortality."

"Is this mandatory?"

"No, the devil is very fair and follows the rules. If you refuse the blood contract, you will die. If you accept it, you will become a member of the Night Clan."

Thorey replied, with a sneer on his face.

"But few people can refuse the temptation of immortality before death, can't they?"

Burrog didn't answer, but remained silent.

"Because of this viral expansion, that devil has harvested a lot of souls, I think it should have made a lot of money, and the secret societies have gradually realized the danger of the Night Clan, and they started a war against us, trying to drive us out.

In the end, they won the Daybreak War.

We can only fight in the dark, which is too deadly. As long as we last until dawn, the coalition forces of the secret society will win, but there is a decondenser of the 'Dominion School' among us, who can control the weather, gather Cumulus clouds rose, blocking the daylight and casting them into despair. "

Thurley cast his eyes on Palmer again, and continued.

"When there is despair, the wind rises.

The "Glory One" of the Krex family appeared, a "Glory One" who had reached the extreme in "Kodu", he summoned a roaring storm, like parting the ocean, parting the cumulus clouds, dazzling As the sun fell, the battlefield was instantly turned into a crematorium. Countless Ye clans were burned to death in the sunlight, and some of the noble blood clans struggled and wailed in the sunlight for several hours before they were burned to nothingness. shell. "

After hearing this, Burlogo raised respect for the Crakes family, but when he thought of Palmer, this respect disappeared.

"In the subsequent liquidation, most of the Night Clan were executed, and only a few survivors survived, but even if they survived, they were imprisoned. We swear under the witness of the 'Contractor', that the Night Clan has since Return to the shadows and end the blood of evil."

Speaking of this, Thrai raised his glass to the void.

"Not everyone will be tempted by immortality. In the War of Dawn, I have seen many noble and golden souls. They refused to degenerate into one of us."

Serley seemed to have thought of something, and his expression was a little sad, but like an illusion, the sadness was fleeting, and he smiled.

"Then there's Wei'er's story, I'll tell it, or you tell it yourself."

"Let me tell myself."

The black cat in his arms spoke, and it jumped out of Burrog's arms, with its tail wrapped around its body, and sat on the bar.

"Actually, Serey's story is more complicated. After all, their Villelis family almost created an empire of eternal night. The stories of the rest of us are quite simple. It's just a story about a group of ghosts who are afraid of death."

Will spoke.

"Many stories about the undead seem to start in this way...with cowards."

(End of this chapter)