Plane game: mental disorder at the beginning

Chapter 116 The grandson is here!

All the stained glass painted with miracles and legends shattered, but the sun did not arrive as expected.

The originally hairy sun seemed to be blocked by something, and the light in the temple became even dimmer.

Fortunately, countless candles were always lit in the Hall of Dawn, so there was still light for people to see the situation inside.

Fang Jingzhe noticed that those figures who flew into the temple were all wearing black robes, which seemed to be completely opaque, covering their entire bodies in it.

These people moved very quickly, got up immediately after landing, and chose those who were running away as targets, and started chasing and hunting.

Running wildly, leaping high, the blue-white withered hand accurately landed on the target's shoulder, and then, amidst screams of terror, floated down in front of the target.

Then, there was the bloody massacre.

The blue-gray face under the black hood grinned to the ear, and bit the target's neck fiercely, it was a hungry beast hunting.

In the end, a lifeless body is left in place, either motionless or twitching.

Fang Jingzhe used his eyesight enough to look at the dead lying on the ground. He could clearly see that the necks of those people had been bitten off, showing a bloody mess.

"What the hell is this? Is it a human?" Chen Po asked in surprise with wide-eyed eyes.

"It's not a human, it should be a vampire." Fang Jingzhe shook his head and replied.

"Vampire? Aren't vampires supposed to suck? Why did it change to gnawing? I feel a bit like a werewolf!"

Obviously, Chen Po still couldn't forget the fact that he didn't choose to join the werewolf camp.

"I saw their faces when they bit people, that's right, they are vampires." Fang Jingzhe replied affirmatively, "But it's not high-end goods, it should be blood servants."

Like human society, vampire society is also divided into classes.Moreover, because of their unique way of attracting people into the group, their division of classes is even worse than that of the most perfect feudal dynasty.

Leaving aside the special Blood Ancestor, First Ancestor, and Sir Prince, the vampire population's reproduction method is entirely dependent on "transformation rituals".

Humans who have been bitten by a vampire generally face one of three endings.

One is to be directly hollowed out and ascended to heaven in place, or to live on after being sucked part of the blood, and become a "blood slave" for vampires to store food for a long time, commonly known as "blood bag".

The second is to be "first embraced" and accept the blood of the hunter—should be called the "eldest relative" at this time—and go through a long transformation process to finally become a new generation member of the vampire family.

The third type is more miserable. After accepting the "first embrace", the vampire will return the half-digested blood to the body of the prey.After a short period of time, the prey will be transformed into an inferior creature similar to a ghoul-"blood servant", who will become the cannon fodder of the vampire master until it dies out completely.

"Oh! It's a blood servant!"

Chen Po nodded vigorously, expressing that he knew about it.

Fang Jingzhe didn't say a word. After all, he is a teammate now. It's not appropriate to expose the other party's ignorance and pretend to understand.

"Are we just hiding here? Aren't we going out to kill a few?" The warrior blood in Chen Po's body was a little ready to move.

Fang Jingzhe shook his head, and said in a low voice: "Don't make a move yet, the situation is a little unclear now. The Watchers of the Dawn are mainly targeting witches, why do vampires come here to make trouble?"

"What's there to think about, the vampire is hungry!"

Fang Jingzhe rolled his eyes, thinking that Chen Po and his group must be especially suitable for zombie books.

Because you have no brains! ! !
But he still said patiently: "Have you noticed another thing? Since you've been engaged in the development work, none of the Dawn Knights has come, and the place is full of civil servants and tour guides. Don't you think it's strange?"

Because of this, Fang Jingzhe had already seen several people in white and gold robes being rubbed on the ground by those black-robed blood slaves.

They died no slower than those tourists.

Therefore, these people are either pure civilians, or temporary guest contract workers, just like the current professional monks.

So where did the true combat power of the Guardians of the Dawn go?This is the church of Dawn Watch!Sub-base!office!Can't even have a security guard?

Chen Po didn't want to get so much, but he answered directly in his mind: "Maybe it's too late to come here? After all, it happened suddenly!"

Fang Jingzhe didn't bother to explain more to Chen Po, he rolled his eyes again, and decided in his heart that next time he would not be in the same group as Chen Po, because it was too much effort to talk.

At this time, Fang Jingzhe noticed that all the blood slaves in the Chenxi Hall suddenly stopped their movements, and their heads turned abruptly like ADHD, as if they were listening to something.

Soon, they uttered a cry of "Jie Jie Jie" and continued to look for people who hadn't escaped.

One of the blood slaves, who was closer to Fang Jing and Chen Po's position, turned his head and sniffed a few times in the direction where the two were hiding.

Then, the blood slave let out a strange cry, and rushed towards this side with both hands and feet.

"Be careful! The grandson is coming!"

I have to say that although Chen Po has no brains, he still has a very good sense of fighting.

He has been paying attention to the enemies approaching here since just now, and before Fang Jingzhe uttered a reminder, he was already ready.

He clenched his fists with both hands, and exerted force on his arms, a layer of black and red metal armor covered the entire arm.

"Damn it? Tony has a big shit!"

No wonder Fang Jingzhe sighed, the appearance of that armor is quite similar to Iron Man's, but it only has arms, which is slightly inferior compared to other people's whole body.

"Hide and don't move, I'm afraid of accidentally hurting you!"

Before he finished speaking, Chen Po kicked his feet hard, and the cannonball fired by the whole figure shot towards the blood slave who had already jumped into the air.

Fang Jingzhe was naturally happy to have some leisure time when someone came forward.

Of course, he is not really idle, but what is happening here is full of weirdness everywhere. Compared with fighting, he wants to know the real reason why vampires come here to make trouble.

He took a look at every black-robed attacker on the field. They all had cyan diamond-shaped strange faces, with sharp teeth showing when they opened their mouths, stooped figures, and withered limbs. They all looked like gargoyles without arms. .

This is a group of beasts, not worthy of the title of vampire.

However, these beasts did not act recklessly without discipline. Such a premeditated and planned collective attack must be commanded and controlled by high-level vampires.

Obviously, the conductor did not show up, but hid behind the scenes.

However, Fang Jingzhe immediately thought of Mr. Lester who he met while queuing outside.

At first, he didn't connect Mr. Lester with vampires.

It was only when he saw his fairer complexion that he suddenly thought "whether he is a vampire".

But later, when Mr. Lester handed him his business card, Fang Jingzhe noticed that the blood vessels on the back of the opponent's hand were clearly visible, and the color of the blood vessels was not blue.

The blood vessels that can be seen on the backs of hands and arms of normal people usually show cyan, this is because these blood vessels are venous blood, and the blood in the meridian blood is insufficient in oxygen, so it is not as bright red as arterial blood, but It is purple-red, and when the purple-red venous blood passes through the skin, it will appear blue.

But the blood vessels on the back of that Mr. Lester's hand just now turned out to be pink.

In addition, when Jing Zhe took the business card above, it touched his fingertips.

In that instant, he felt a cold feeling, which spread along the fingertips of the other party.

If the opposite is a lady, cold fingers can be justified.

But Lester is a middle-aged man.

Generally, although a man of this age will not be as hot as a young man, his fingers will not be so cold.

And looking at his overall state, it doesn't look like he is seriously ill.

Thinking of this, Fang Jingzhe remembered another detail.

That Mr. Lester always glanced at his neck inadvertently, and his eyes showed conflicting emotions mixed with greed and loathing.

He touched his neck subconsciously, and immediately touched the silver necklace.

Speaking of which, the silver chain around his neck was given to Fang Jingzhe by his "real parents" before he went to the dungeon for the last time, saying it was to celebrate his upcoming 18th birthday.

There is also a small round object hanging under the silver chain, which is in the shape of an eye of truth.

For these years, Fang Jingzhe has been wearing it close to his body and never took it off. It can be regarded as an emotional sustenance.

……

Combining all of the above, Fang Jingzhe concluded that Mr. Lester was probably a vampire.

And this vampire really, as he said, is not afraid of the sun.

It appears that the vampire attack on the Sanctuary of Dawn was premeditated.

This Mr. Leicester is naturally the main messenger of this attack.

It's just that Fang Jingzhe noticed that he didn't enter the Dawn Palace just now, and he didn't know where he went.

Could it be that the arrangement in the Temple of Dawn was just to attract attention, and the place where Lester went was the real target of the vampire?

The more Fang Jingzhe thought about it, the more she felt that this possibility was very high.

At this time, suddenly a black shadow flew towards Fang Jingzhe.

brush--

A knife flashed across.

The blood slave was chopped off at the waist, and there was not much blood gushing out of his body. When the two pieces of the body fell to the ground, Fang Jingzhe saw that Chen Po had been surrounded by several blood slaves.

Although he was able to deal with it with ease, he no longer cared about Jingzhe above. He accidentally knocked the blood slave into the air just now, but he didn't adjust his position properly, so he flew to Jingzhe Fang.

Fang Jingzhe looked at the "Tang Poetry" that had been unsheathed, and thought that since he had already made a move, he might as well stop hiding it, and the best policy was to make a quick decision.

Moreover, he was also worried about whether Li Moye had encountered the same situation.

(End of this chapter)