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Chapter 843 Scarlet Courtyard (4)

Knights are the lowest level in the feudal aristocracy system, but they are the most important group in maintaining this system and the core of the military.

Before they were infected, these knights should have been the key to ruling the Hamlet region, but at this time they had long lost the glory they once had as knights, or perhaps they never had it in the first place.

Now they have turned into maggots and clung to the ruins, watching for intruders and ready to attack at any time, or perhaps guarding their "territory" as before.

But before it could make a move, the mosquito, as thick as a thigh, spotted Lance first and flew up, unable to suppress its hunger.

Even though its size has been magnified so many times, it does not affect its flexibility and speed at all. Of course, the annoying sound has also been amplified several times.

Humming and humming!

Lance felt inexplicably irritated after hearing this thing. He raised his hand and grabbed the air. When he put his five fingers together, a force descended upon the big mosquito from nowhere, and it exploded as if it had been crushed.

Instant kill!

Just like the enhanced blood storage tank of the Bloody Blade, the effect of the Blood Chalice becomes stronger as the blood in the cup increases. Before, we made some mosquitoes the size of a fist, but now that this one is bigger, is it no longer a mosquito?

Still exploded!
Lance did not stop what he was doing. He raised the glass in one hand and pointed at the knight with two fingers of the other hand.

The blood mist that was released by the explosion of the big mosquito just now instantly condensed into a blood arrow and shot out. The sudden attack made the knight feel threatened. He subconsciously moved his reptilian body to avoid it and fell back into the swamp.

The blood arrow fell on the spot and left an obvious mark on the bricks and stones. Its power might be no weaker than that of an ordinary sword.

The crocodile could hardly hide its body in the reeds, and the same was true for the knight's even more bizarre body, but he had already launched an attack on Lance.

Deep Buried Surprise Attack!

With the help of the complex environment around him to cover himself, he ejected his super-long arms and swung them towards Lance like a praying mantis hunting.

Lance blocked with his sword, his sickle-like forelimbs hanging on the sword, sparks flew when the blade collided with the forelimbs, and the shell growing on his body was as strong as a knight's armor.

He pressed his entire body forward in an attempt to push Lance down. His small legs that kept moving in his lower abdomen were as ugly as a fat maggot wriggling, making people feel uncomfortable.

Lance didn't waste any time. He held the knight with one hand and took out his pistol with the other and charged forward.

Get close and shoot!

With the help of the flesh silencer, the sound of the gunshot was no longer that loud, but with a muffled "puff" sound, a hole was directly opened in the knight's soft abdomen.

It can be said that he absorbed all the power of the musket that exploded inside his body. Both the bullet and the compressed air that exploded caused the wound to be directly perforated and festered, and a lot of messy things exploded from his back.

The knight fell into a final frenzy after suffering such a heavy blow. He let go of the sword and swung his forelimbs wildly. The ferocious insect head squeezed up and bit him, thirsting for blood to heal itself.

But Lance drew his sword and stepped back to avoid the first wave of counterattacks, then slashed out with the sword. The knight's fighting instinct made him cross his forelimbs in front of his body, but this time he took the initiative to attack instead of passively defend and directly cut off one arm.

The sword blade was stuck when it pierced into his body, but the gleaming patterns on it were about to suck the knight's vitality dry, and the blood groove in the middle was slowly growing and finally filled.

Only the vampires have ever sucked blood, when will it be someone else's turn to suck it?

Even the vampires could not resist the fear of death. The knight's duties had long been forgotten, and he turned around and wanted to run away.

And Lance finally released the power of the blade and swung it at the knight.

Bloody slash!

In an instant, a scarlet sword energy flew out and passed over the knight's body without stopping, until it hit the ruins of the building, leaving an exaggerated sword mark on the stone before dissipating.

The knight's body was broken into two at this time, and Lance realized that he had overestimated its defense, or underestimated the power of the sword.

Lance put away his sword and looked at the blood bar that had just been filled up, with a small part left. He estimated that he could still emit three or four more times of sword energy like before.

The interesting thing is that the power of the sword energy is actually controllable, and it can even completely consume the blood bar with one sword. Lance knows that the power must be more exaggerated than it is now.

Similarly, one third of the power of the sword just now can kill the knight, which means that controlling the consumption can kill at least ten knights.

Killing enemies can also replenish some of your health, so your endurance is very good.

After defeating the knight, continue exploring the secrets of the courtyard.

After unlocking this skill, Lance would now swing his sword and kill the blood descendant when he saw him. He would then raise the Holy Grail and suck all the blood of the fallen knight dry. Then he would draw blood from the Holy Grail and pour it on the sword to replenish its energy.

He became more and more familiar with the control of the sword energy, and knew exactly how much energy each bloodline consumed.

After entering this place, the number of people who consider themselves noble increases. Gentlemen can be seen everywhere, as well as a large number of knights, who were the upper-class people of Hamlet back then.

Of course, in a place where the theme is pleasure and entertainment, where there are men there will certainly be women.

Among the many blood descendants that Lance had killed, he indeed found quite a few who still maintained their human form. They were wearing complicated, outdated dresses. The design of the clothes showed how gorgeous and charming they were in those days.

Everyone knows that the women who usually appear in such places are definitely not aristocrats themselves, nor can they be the wives and daughters of aristocrats, but dancers for the entertainment of the upper class.

However, being able to enter such places also proves that one is a well-educated, well-trained artist or singer and dancer. The high-end ones are all about talent, and that's called fun.

They are unattainable to ordinary people, but to those who are rich, powerful or connected to the upper class, they are given luxuries and status in exchange for entertainment and companionship.

To put it nicely, they are ladies, female companions, or dancing troupes, but in reality they are prostitutes.

However, when the bloody curse raged in the yard, these beautiful and lovely girls were also infected and turned into bloodthirsty and twisted imitators.

Although they still retain a small part of their humanity, the scent of just one drop of fresh blood is enough to drive them into a killing spree.

Especially when their bloodlust takes over, they undergo a horrific metamorphosis, revealing the true monsters beneath their flesh and blood.

Lance discovered that not all blood descendants had completed the transformation, which was probably related to the way the curse was spread. The nobles such as knights were qualified to drink the blood brew of the ancestors, so they mutated to a greater extent, while the gentlemen and ladies and the servants still retained some human characteristics because they were bitten by the nobles and were infected in the second batch, so they needed to suck blood to complete the transformation.

As for the skeletons that can be seen everywhere, one can roughly tell from the different degrees of mutation of the skulls that they were the nourishment that originally fed these blood descendants, and there were also fights between the blood descendants.

But it doesn't matter anymore. These blood descendants who are very terrifying to ordinary people and even most of the extraordinary people can be defeated by just one sword for Lance. Even if three or five knights appear together and there are big mosquitoes buzzing around, it is difficult to stop his steps.

The corpses that were drained of blood wherever they went made it hard to understand who was the descendant who was thirsty for blood.

Shouldn't I be the one sucking you? How come you're the one sucking me?

After entering the inner area, there are more buildings. The complex environment gives the vampires an opportunity to launch a sneak attack. Suddenly, an unknown thing jumps out of the puddle, like a trap waiting for prey to come.

But who is the prey?
One jumped out and two fell down.

Lance slowly put away his sword and continued to move forward, then he found the locked door while wandering...

Lance stopped and looked at the door, suddenly stunned for a moment, as if he was a little unresponsive, but then a humorous smile appeared on his face.

It's hilarious, the whole fucking area is full of collapsed, leaky walls, and even though the main building is intact with no gaps, there are still windows.

Who the hell would be able to be stopped by an iron gate with only a frame left?

It's still locked. Why don't you ask someone to look for the key in such a big place?

Lance felt that the purpose of this thing's existence was just like a prostitute's panties. You knew it was useless, but you wore it just for the sake of it.

Lance didn't even bother to go around and just kicked it. With a loud bang, the locked iron door did not open, but it deformed and flew out. The door frame was crumbling but it didn't fall down yet. The bricks and stones on it were also shifted. The dilapidated building that had collapsed at some point became even more dangerous.

Lance left without even looking back, and after going deeper, he immediately realized something was wrong, because there were no vampires around, but those throbbing insect eggs were everywhere, emitting a unique red glow.

Of course, there were also some strange corpses. The whole person was stuffed into a small iron cage with only the head exposed. The skeletons had obvious scars left by various tortures, and their heads were all blown up.

These have appeared before, but the number was far less than this. Lance already sensed something was wrong.

But this made him happy. The ordinary blood descendants were too weak and made him a little bored.

Sure enough, he soon seemed to hear a louder buzzing sound, like gossip gathered together, which made people extremely irritated.

When he kicked the door open, he saw an outdoor corridor and an open space, in which there were a large number of... even densely packed cocoons.

There were also countless small mosquitoes flying around. Lance's intrusion first attracted their attention. They approached like a dark cloud covering the sun, and the result was a "rain".

These cocoons of varying sizes kept trembling, as if the things inside wanted to come out, and they basically gave off a weird smell.

It seemed a little different from what he had seen outside before, but what was certain was that the existence of these blood cocoons seemed to be a mysterious ritual. Lance felt a force suppressing his power to control his flesh and blood.

Such a scene did not scare Lance. He casually swung his sword and cut open several blood cocoons nearby, and living blood descendants suddenly emerged from them.

From mosquitoes to knights, the only thing missing is crocodiles, which means that all the vampires around were captured here.

But why?

Soon something answered his doubts. When Lance was wreaking havoc, a monster he had never seen before jumped out of a cocoon that was cut open.

His upper body was still wearing a ragged aristocratic coat similar to that of a knight, and the degree of mutation on his head was about the same as that of a gentleman, except that he had big black eyes, a mouth full of fangs, and a white hairstyle on his pale face, unlike the knight whose face was completely alienated and covered with chitinous carapace.

His arms had neither the shape of a gentleman nor the mantis swords of a knight, but rather two barbed flesh whips hanging low.

However, the degree of mutation becomes more serious from the abdomen downwards, with a bloody mouth full of sharp teeth in the abdomen.

The most prominent feature is the real lower body connected to the big mouth, which does not look like the anus of a mosquito, but a pupa with red eyes and a white shell on the outside.

The lower limbs have no feet, and only the insect limbs growing from the white pupa support the body. Sometimes it is difficult to tell whether the upper body is alive or the lower body is in control.

It looked strange, but this unique bloodline was just of average height, not even as tall as a gentleman, let alone a knight.

Lance had read the old ancestor's diary, which reminded him of a time when the old ancestor complained about the peculiar hobby of a hunchbacked baron.

Because of his own defects, he likes to hurt others when drunk to please himself and satisfy his pathetic self-esteem, which he calls a "performance."

Whipping people with a whip, forcing them to perform various shows, and forcing them into smaller iron cages are just small matters. Even now that he has turned into a monster, he has not forgotten to stuff other blood descendants into cocoons.

Let’s put it this way, even a scum among scum like the ancestor feels uneasy, so you can imagine how big a game this is.

And now the baron is preparing his performance for the guests - the show begins!
The baron appeared and swung his arm, which had turned into a flesh whip, towards Lance.

Necessary discipline!
The whip swept over, and the barbs on it looked hideous and terrifying. If it hit the body, it might be able to scrape off a piece of flesh.

Lance simply swung his sword and cut it off easily. He made him pay the price with just a single encounter. This was an unacceptable humiliation for a baron who had an extremely low self-esteem and became extremely perverted because of the inherited power.

The broken whip retracted, and the baron rushed forward to shorten the distance between them. However, when he stretched out his arm again, horribly twisted flesh and blood stretched out from the tattered cuffs and attacked Lance.

Sensational!

A large group of deformed monsters attacked. This move reminded Lance of the method used by the ascended priest in the dungeon. He did not dare to touch that thing, so he immediately moved away to dodge and swung a sword at the same time.

The scarlet sword energy instantly came into contact with the deformed arm and cut into it but failed to cut it off. By the time the deformation was retracted into the baron's body, the broken whip actually grew out.

But Lance was not one to take a beating, so he took the initiative to move forward and swing his blade. Surprisingly, the baron's reaction was not slow at all and he was even able to keep up, swinging the whip, this time not to whip him, but to wrap up his prey and drag it closer.

At the same time, it actively straightened its body, and the big mouth on its abdomen opened to an exaggerated degree at this time, and even its upper body was folded back and could not be seen, as if it wanted to swallow Lance in one bite.

Hungry!