Plane game: mental disorder at the beginning

Chapter 124 Upgrade from Wristband to Collar
Black pointed ice pierces the Necronomicon.

The pages of the book were not as fragile and broken layer by layer as imagined. On the contrary, the sharp black spikes seemed to have lost all their strength and were blocked in the air, unable to move forward at all.

At that moment, it seemed that time stood still.

Between the spikes and the Necronomicon, a little light burned, and the black-purple flame danced softly.

The small flame was only the size of a ring, but it made it impossible for the two black pointed ice to penetrate an inch.

Just when Fang Jingzhe was amazed at how the book was so strong, the Necronomicon suddenly broke free from his hand and floated in the air.

It was as if an invisible hand had lifted the cover.

Immediately afterwards, the pages of the book began to turn, and the small black-purple light group began to expand, covering Fang Jingzhe within it.

The pages of the book turned faster and faster, and the hoarse voice from the unknown time and space sounded in everyone's minds, and the black-purple light cluster instantly expanded several times, enveloping the five of them.

And those vampires who rushed forward were all blocked out abruptly.

Just when everyone was amazed, the purple light group burst like an overblown balloon with a "boom", and the black-purple flame burned into an incandescent color.

"Back quickly!!!"

The last scene in Fang Jingzhe's eyes was seeing the ball of light burst open, countless dots of light sprinkled from their heads, and then everything went black.

……

The one who was most surprised was not Fang Jingzhe, but Pallas who was full of pride.

When the black-purple ball of light withstood the ice of resentment of the two sisters of Elito, he felt something was wrong.

Sister Eletor is his most proud work. Since the success of the sacrifice, he has been invincible in any battle.

The sacrificial method given by that thing has been confirmed through his practice. Sure enough, a powerful human being can create an invincible sacred weapon.

He also thought about this, maybe he could catch some more witches, make a small team, or simply raise a large army.

At that time, I believe that even if the Great Elder comes, he will not be his opponent.

He wanted to get rid of that unsightly old immortal a long time ago.

But Pallas' plan hadn't been implemented yet, so he met these unidentified outsiders here tonight.

Then, there was the book in that person's hand, and the black-purple light that appeared in the field...

Pallas felt palpitations in his heart.

that book...

The moment the aperture was about to explode, his instinct for danger forced him to retreat quickly, avoiding the danger of being ignited by the black-purple flame.

But the light was more dazzling than the noon sun, not only him, but even the sisters Elito, who was already a part of the holy vessel, unconsciously closed their eyes.

After the light disappeared, Pallas looked at the hall again, and the five people had disappeared. A big hole was melted in the place where the floor used to be. The edge seemed to be melted, and there was still a purple afterglow. flow.

The next second, Pallas felt more anxiety and fear in his spirit, and the Eletor sisters turned around and looked at him without their own instructions.

He could feel the eyes full of hatred under the hair.

The sacrifice may disobey the order of the sacrificer under certain special circumstances, and what's more, there may be a backlash.

Pallas recalled the taboo terms he saw when he sacrificed the Eletor sisters.

Especially for these two sisters, the anger from love to hatred is ten thousand times stronger than pure hatred.

Pallas: "!!!"

……

The black gradually faded, and Fang Jingzhe was the first to wake up.

His first reaction was to turn over and jump up, holding a knife on guard while waking up several others one by one.

Only Yuan Lurui woke up slowly, after all he was knocked out.

When everyone woke up, they had wide-eyed expressions of disbelief on their faces.

"What's going on? Where are they?" Chen Po put on a fighting stance, looking for hidden enemies.

There are no witch puppets, no high-level vampires, and no dawn watchers.

In the hall, there were only five of them.

And the hall in front of several people is no longer the modern minimalist villa, but a solemn lobby with a strong medieval style.

Huge oil paintings hung on the walls of the first and second floors. What was painted on them, because the light was not clear, Fang Jingzhe couldn't see clearly.

But all the utensils that can be seen around, including the fireplace by the wall, the candlesticks on the fireplace, the portraits, and the crystal lamp hanging from above, all have a classic taste, giving people a noble and elegant feeling.

These are completely different from the villas in Camus Manor.

"Ah, pain, pain... what is this place?" Yuan Lurui rubbed the back of her head and asked doubtfully, "Don't tell me that my head was injured, all I saw was hallucinations."

Fang Jingzhe immediately said: "We are still in the villa, and the overlap of time and space is even more serious."

"Time and space overlap?" Several people asked in unison.

"Yes, time and space overlap. We are still in the same space, but the time has changed."

"You mean... this is the old castle?" Li Moye asked suspiciously.

In the library of Hughes University, Fang Jingzhe and Li Moye found some important information, including the introduction of Camus Manor.

According to legend, more than 1000 years ago, there used to be evil monsters living here. At night, they would go to nearby villages to prey on villagers.

Later, it was the great Lord of Dawn who led his loyal followers of Dawn to kill the evil creatures in this ancient castle, and destroyed the evil lair, allowing the nearby villagers to live a happy and peaceful life.

When Fang Jingzhe saw this record, he immediately thought of the wall hanging in Leicester's office.

The old castle looked like it had collapsed. On the spire of the old castle, there was a lonely and sad gargoyle squatting—oh no, it should be called a vampire now.

Therefore, Fang Jingzhe's initial preference for this period of history should be true.

But what he just experienced in Camus Manor made Fang Jingzhe strongly doubt the authenticity of the legend. Those Dawn Watchers who shouldn't have appeared, the Dawn Knight Pallas who manipulated the witch puppet, and There's the "cooperation" he talks about with the Vampire Viscount...

Fang Jingzhe thought of a very bloody possibility.

Could it be that the vampires in the castle were not wiped out by the Watchers of the Dawn, but a battle between vampire groups?

It is said that wherever there are people, there will be fights, Fang Jingzhe thinks this should be changed.

It should be that wherever there is intelligent life, there will be battles!
Looking at the situation of Pallas and Bernhard in turn, Fang Jingzhe felt that the cooperation between the two parties should have been going on for a long time. Find other vampires.

Everything seems to make sense.

Fang Jingzhe discovered at this time that the Necronomicon had fallen to the ground, and it looked no different from ordinary books.

Li Moye noticed Fang Jingzhe's gaze, and couldn't help asking: "Is this book... also a prop?"

"You may not believe it. My friend and I cheated in the amusement park to get it. Originally, I felt that the name Necronomicon had something to do with the Dark Council, but I didn't expect it to be."

While talking, Fang Jingzhe put away the Necronomicon, but he was still thinking about another thing.

Was it really a coincidence that he got the Necronomicon?
It is said that nothing happens by chance, everything happens with its inevitability.

So I got this Necronomicon, could it be that the plane game "gifted" it to me because I knew I was going to come to the copy of the Dark Council soon?
What an idea!
But don't wait for them to say anything.

The crystal lamps in the castle hall were all lit up.

Fang Jingzhe cursed in his heart, come again?

……

Obviously, the vampires they encountered this time were completely different from those they encountered in Camus Manor.

Their movements are uniform, and they seem to be well-trained, unlike those in the Camus Manor, like a group of useless **** who haven't fought in 200 years.

These vampires... Fang Jingzhe felt that these should be called - vampires.

Although their facial features are similar to those of humans, their eyes are blood red, and the ears on both sides of their faces are also pointed.

Although the faces of these blood races are different, all of them can match the title of "beautiful boy".

In just a few seconds, more than 20 blood clans surrounded Fang Jingzhe and the others.

Fang Jingzhe and Chen Po wanted to resist subconsciously, but they immediately discovered that their skills and props had been locked.

At this time, a handsome black-haired man came out of it. He stared at the few people and said with a smile: "Sure enough, as the Duke said, there may be guests at night. I advise you not to resist, as long as you find out your identities and You will receive a fair trial."

Fang Jingzhe:? ? ?

A group of guys who drink human blood are now telling a few people on their side that everyone will get a fair trial?

You mean just cooking right?
But without the support of skills and props, most players are just better than ordinary people.

Chen Po tried to find a way out recklessly, but it was a pity that his fist landed on one of the blood guards, just like hitting a sandbag. The other party didn't even bat an eyelid, and was pushed back by Chen Po.

In the next second, the familiar leather collars were put on the necks of the five people.

Well, the "status" is getting higher and higher after upgrading from a wristband to a collar!
"Take me to the dungeon."

Under the order of the black-haired vampire, the four were escorted to the cell on the first basement floor.

Along the way, Fang Jingzhe tried his best to observe the surrounding environment. It has to be said that the castle is much bigger than the villa.

So much so that they walked for nearly 5 minutes without seeing the stairs to the basement level.

After walking for about 5 minutes, Fang Jingzhe noticed that the surrounding decorations began to decrease, and knew that this might be the place to come.

After all, the place where the prisoners are escorted does not need to be decorated too gorgeously.

At this time, a black shadow suddenly appeared from the shadows in front of him.

The blood guards escorting them all stopped.

(End of this chapter)