our family is gone

Chapter 844 Scarlet Courtyard (5)

"boom!"

Lance was not going to give in at all. He swung his sword to cut off the whip that was trying to wrap around him, then took out his pistol and pulled the trigger at Big Mouth.

Shotgun bombardment!

The specially made firearm with an enlarged caliber sprayed out countless tiny bullets that fell right into the big mouth, and the pain instantly made it instinctively contract and close.

But Lance was still not satisfied with this. He took the opportunity to step forward and slash. The heavy sword slashed the baron from the side with the force of his body twisting. If it weren't for the thick white shell blocking it, half of his body would have been cut off.

But it is not much better now. An exaggerated wound appeared, and even the bone-like shell was left with a broken and dented mark, with blood oozing out.

The Baron seemed to realize that Lance was not easy to deal with, so he leaned over and looked up, only to find that the insect's tail was similar to those blood cocoons.

Act 2!
However, the Baron seemed to be very familiar with the power of fog. At this time, the strange fog enveloped him, and he disappeared in the next second, leaving only the trembling blood-red cocoons all over the ground.

"I don't have time to play hide and seek with you..."

Lance was not at all tolerant. He took out bombs, lit them and threw several around. Soon, continuous explosions were heard. The flying fragments easily activated most of the surrounding cocoons, and a large number of vampires were released, including the baron.

When the Baron came out, he did not rush forward, but hid behind the vampires and waved his whip.

Forced performance!

The social status of these vampires before their mutation was lower than that of the barons. The class division was difficult to eliminate even after they became vampires. Driven by whips, they attacked Lance like a siege.

To be honest, only Lance didn't react at all in this situation. Anyone else would probably be scared to death.

But Lance even took the initiative to crash into them. The slightly challenging battle aroused his desire to fight. The big sword in his hand was like the blade of a meat grinder. Even the blood did not splash on his body because the Holy Grail was always working.

There seemed to be an invisible force field around Lance. Although the surrounding blood descendants would be killed with one blow, even if they survived by chance, once a wound appeared, the blood would be drawn out and gathered into the cup.

Finally, Lance felt that his blood tank was full, and the arm-long scarlet sword energy burst out again, but this time it was not just one sword, but countless sword energies were stimulated as Lance's body rotated like a dance.

Blade storm!

When the sword energy passed by, none of the blood descendants who were besieging him could stand anymore. They were cut into countless pieces. Only the baron hiding at the back escaped.

Under the power of the Holy Grail, the blood of the corpse was squeezed dry. Lance just raised the sword horizontally, and a blood mist enveloped the sword body. The bright light of the patterns swallowed the blood like breathing, and the blood tank that was originally empty began to rise rapidly.

But before the Baron could react, Lance swung his sword again.

It was too fast, the Baron had no time to run, he raised his hand and threw out a group of deformed bodies to collide with it, this time the more condensed sword energy slid through and separated it in two halves, but some of the power was also consumed. Finally, the sword energy slashed at the mouth in the abdomen, cutting into the flesh and bones before it was completely consumed.

The Baron avoided being cut in half at the cost of sacrificing an arm, but he almost lost his life. He didn't dare to stay and immediately disappeared into the mist again.

Lance used the same trick again and threw a bomb to force him out. This time the Baron knew that if he hid again he would be doomed, so he activated his ability immediately.

Guest of honor!

Only the most precious guests were qualified to see this scene, and the Baron released all the actors at once.

The cocoons here are breaking open everywhere, and there are no longer just a dozen or twenty of them, but hundreds of vampires appearing. Among them are mosquitoes, blood beggars, servants, ladies as assistants, as well as gentlemen and knights as outputs. Who dares to say that they can really withstand the combination of these?
Lance didn't waste any time and swung his sword directly towards the most crowded area.

Blood moon!
After consuming all the accumulated strength, the power brought by the emptying of the blood tank was a crescent-shaped sword energy with a length of more than ten yards, which swept through the group. Wherever it passed, many blood descendants were split in half and killed instantly as soon as they showed their heads.

The splattering blood immediately caused the vampires to become chaotic. A large number of hungry vampires entered a bloodthirsty state and even attacked each other.

Lance did not take the opportunity to dodge and wait for them to decide the winner before intervening. Instead, he held up the Holy Grail and plundered their blood like a pump. Those hungry vampires immediately gathered towards Lance frantically, revealing the craziest scene.

The most taboo in a group fight is to stand still. You must learn to lead the enemy and consume them by pulling them.

He rushed forward swinging the greatsword in his hand, and after several attacks, the actors fell down completely, while Lance was not even stained with a drop of blood.

"The lawn mowing game is more fun when you gather monsters together."

Lance was so happy with the kill that the smile on his face seemed a bit indescribably crazy, and he was saying some incomprehensible words.

He suddenly raised his sword and pointed it at the somewhat flustered Baron, "Your game is over. This sword is called..."

take a bow!

Lance's speed increased suddenly, and when he stopped again, the baron had been split in half by the head, and fell to both sides, with only the tail sticking together.

Instead of draining the Baron's body, they launched a sacrifice, and this time the equipment actually dropped. It was the whip that the Baron had been obsessed with even after he became a blood descendant.

Lance even felt that it was a completely useless whip of flesh and blood, and might as well give it to the spirit, so he threw it into the display room and didn't bother to care about it.

We will also pay attention to picking up trash from the body parts of the blood descendants, not to mention digging out some jewelry. Those that can be sacrificed will be sacrificed, and those that cannot be sacrificed will be thrown together.

After the search was completed and they saw the wreckage piled up like a mountain, they set fire to the body that had been sucked dry.

Fire purifies everything.

Only then did Lance take a look at the surrounding environment, make sure nothing was missed, and then walk towards the buildings nearby.

After all, it is a mansion serving the nobility. The structural design and construction of the building are very careful. Even though it is so dilapidated, you can still get a glimpse of the luxury of the past.

Many of the precious works of art at that time were now considered garbage in the eyes of the blood descendants and were discarded everywhere. Only some were placed on shelves or hung on the walls. Only in the intact rooms that had not sunk could they be found. Lance used his ability as an archaeologist to appraise treasures and picked up many things.

Unfortunately, there should be more sunk into the swamp. In this way, the preservation conditions might be even better. After all, the underground is sealed and oxygen is isolated. I don’t know if there is still a chance to dig them out.

Of course, this is the Baron's territory, and as he loves to torture people, he can see corpses and remains everywhere, as well as the torture instruments.

Among them, Lance actually found a box of wine with a unique mark. The strange smell on it made it hard for him not to think of something.

Is this the blood wine that our ancestors brewed back then?
No, Lance soon discovered the impure smell in it, more like the Baron had captured other blood descendants and drawn blood. Nobles are nobles, they are blood descendants, but they don't have special supplies...

Until the searching Lance broke into an obviously specially reinforced secret room. The faintly visible runes and ritual patterns gave it a distinctly extraordinary aura. According to the architectural structure, if it had not been for this large-scale collapse, this would probably not have been exposed.

Lance didn't waste time talking and immediately tried to find a way to open the seal. When he entered, it was not like a common secret room filled with gold, silver and jewelry. Instead, it looked more like a prison...

There was nothing else in the empty room except a torture device that was tied up and locked tightly with iron chains - a tall iron maiden.

The Iron Maiden is a special instrument of torture, designed for interrogation and tormenting people. It is more than two meters tall and made entirely of black iron, like a coffin or a pupa.

There are doors on both sides, covered with spikes. On the head is a serious female face wearing a triangular headscarf, which has a somewhat religious meaning.

Put a person in and close the door. The spikes inside are not long and will only slightly penetrate the flesh. However, the person inside has to stand for a long time, and the slightest movement will cause the spikes to penetrate deeper and even tear the flesh.

This thing is probably a horrific torture device that can only be stopped by death. Few people can endure it once they go in. And now this?
Lance looked at the blood that had already dried and turned black and flowed out from the cracks under the iron maiden. She was probably dead a long time ago.

To be honest, when you encounter these strange things that are obviously sealed, especially from the extraordinary world, anyone with a little bit of common sense would know that it is best not to touch them.

But Lance never cared and simply swung his sword to cut the chain.

After a series of clattering sounds, the chains wrapped around it all fell away and hit the ground, stirring up a cloud of dust.

Lance walked around the thing and then pried it open with his sword. After opening it, he could see the poisonous needles inside the torture device, which was covered with dark brown dirt.

After opening both sides completely, a strange mummy fell out. Lance stretched out his foot and turned her over.

The long loose white hair and pale complexion basically indicate that this is a blood descendant.

His clothes were torn by the spikes and had almost rotted away over the years. The only clothes left hanging on his body were black scabs soaked in blood and looked like dried skin.

The exposed skin was covered with all kinds of exaggerated scars, without a single piece of good flesh. His face was also scratched to reveal his bones. Compared with this, being skinned alive was considered a minor injury. It seemed that he had struggled inside the Iron Maiden, but still could not break free.

"What deep hatred... Could this thing be used to bleed the blood descendants?"

The more they struggle, the more flesh and blood the spikes will tear, and the more blood will flow. After the blood is drained, it will be difficult for the vampire to resist.

But there was no doubt that the mummy in front of him was still alive. Lance felt the faint breath, but it was like a candle in the wind.

Now they would just chop it into pieces and sacrifice it, but Lance was a very suicidal person, and he was very curious why she had to suffer such torture?
He actually took out the blood wine he had just found, opened it, and stuffed it directly into the mummy's mouth, drinking it vigorously.

Blood wine is the blood of those blood descendants, which contains the scarlet curse. If ordinary people drink it, they will most likely be infected and fall into crazy bloodthirstiness.

But for the blood descendants, they contain powerful vitality, and the curse has no effect on them anyway. Instead, it is a tonic.

The speed at which the liquid in the bottle fell into his body and was absorbed was even faster than Lance had expected. It was a feeling that every cell in his body was longing for, not to drink it, but to absorb it.

Lance was just curious and wanted to try it, but after drinking several bottles in a row, the thing didn't wake up yet. The injury was too serious and the loss was too great.

Of course, it is also possible that this guy is much stronger than those ordinary vampires, so he needs more resources.

After drinking a few more bottles, it began to show signs of life. The flesh and blood that was as dry as bacon began to respond, the dried-up organs began to function again, and the heartbeat sounded again.

But at this time, the blood wine that Lance had collected had long been used up, but he was unwilling to stop. He had already been trapped by the huge investment in the early stage. He could only bite the bullet and take out the holy grail to pour out the condensed blood essence. This was the powerful vitality that he had purified for a long time and truly condensed.

Just a few drops will show better effects. The muscles will fill up quickly as if blowing air, and even begin to bulge with full curves to reveal sexual characteristics, and the heart will beat stronger and stronger.

Her skin was still pale, but the festering flesh was healing. Her face did not have the mosquito-like appearance of those blood descendants, but still retained a human appearance, looking like a woman in her twenties or thirties.

Lance killed his way here, and all the blood descendants he saw were in strange shapes. Even if some of them could retain some human form, many details such as their faces were still distorted.

It can be said that I felt the difference the first time I saw her now. There is definitely something wrong with her.

Her figure was not petite, and could even be considered strong. Her exposed muscles showed that she had certain fighting abilities, but compared to Boudica's B-level figure, she was at least D-level, and particularly full.

Her facial features are not delicate, let alone charming, but she looks tenacious and unyielding. When she was pouring wine just now, I saw two particularly prominent canine teeth, which can be considered...

Then the woman suddenly woke up, opened her eyes wildly, and her blood-red pupils met Lance's.

At this moment, Lance saw endless anger and hatred in her eyes, and of course, that hunger that wanted to eat him.

Physically eating...

The hunger and thirst were unbearable, and his first reaction was to reach out and grab Lance. He opened his mouth like a zombie, revealing two obvious canine teeth that wanted to bite him.

But Lance was faster than her. He blocked her hand with one hand and punched her in the face with the other hand.

Lance didn't hold back at all. After all, the blood descendant looked like he could take a beating. His nose was broken and blood was all over his face.

He pushed back the moment he was about to sit up, then spoke with a smile.

"I saved you, wake up."

The woman's head was buzzing, but these punches really woke her up. The consciousness that had been madly occupying her began to fade, and her scarlet eyes also revealed a hint of doubt.

"What is this place?"

"what's going on?"

"Why am I here?"

Then he turned his gaze to Lance and asked him a question.

"who am I?"