The Unemployed Demon Lord

Old Akalon quietly wiped the cold sweat off his forehead, thinking that he is really a child, really good...

In the ruins of the blood race.

"The True Ancestor will kill the master and the other two Ancestors?" Medes frowned, feeling that he didn't quite understand. Isn't the power of the True Ancestor divided among three people?It stands to reason that the current True Ancestor should be powerless.

"That's right, our power is obtained by deception. Besides, the gods are high above, how could they share power with humans?" Dracula sighed helplessly.

"But didn't you say that the power of the true ancestor was bestowed on you, so it is impossible for her to defeat the master now?" Meadows expressed his doubts in his heart.

"Medes, kneel down and bark like a dog." Dracula suddenly ordered, his scarlet eyes lit up strangely.

Meadows froze, knelt on the ground with a "plop", and said twice, "Wow! Wow!

The low-level vampires below raised their heads one after another, looking at Midas with strange eyes, wondering if his brain is broken?

Meadows was sweating profusely. Only he knew the situation just now, his body was out of control at all, and he carried out Dracula's order by himself.

"You should feel it? Our bloodlines are a strictly hierarchical group, and there is absolute bloodline suppression. Higher bloodlines don't need to use force. Just one sentence can kill low-level bloodlines. It's such an exaggeration. You are my family members. And I am your master, this is an irresistible dominance." Dracula paused, and continued, "In the pyramid of the blood race, it is not me who is at the top, but the real ancestor Cain, even if her power is deceived by us Go, but she only needs one sentence, let us go to the light and commit suicide, and we will shine like fools...

"...It's too scary...Meaders shuddered all over, and his back felt cold, "If the true ancestor is free, aren't we slaves?"

"That's it. At first I didn't know the absolute suppression of bloodlines. I didn't know why Cain gave us power without fear until later. Now I think about it, and I still have lingering fears." Dracula silently lowered his head, thinking that thanks to I realized that I didn't trust Cain at the beginning, and kept vigilance against the gods, otherwise the consequences would be disastrous.

"Master, there is no need to worry. Since the true ancestor has not been able to be free for so long, it must be the same in the future. It will not pose any threat to us." Midas gave up the naive idea of ​​​​wooing Cain, and continued, "But we want to let For the Eternal Night Empire to gain a firm foothold, more powerful people are needed to join in. I wonder if the master has any good candidates?'

"If I had, I wouldn't have been seriously injured by that nasty vampire hunter back then... Dracula said through gritted teeth, recalling the time when he fought alone with the ancestors of the Austin family" and he is still full of hatred.

"Master, where were the other two ancestors back then? Aren't you a team at first? Now it's a good thing for the two ancestors to push the blood race to prosperity, why don't you try to contact them?" Maddle paused, Full of expectation, he said, "I believe that the gathering of the three ancestors will definitely make the Eternal Night Empire stand firm!

"Forget it, we went our separate ways just because we didn't agree with each other. Bathory is innocent and kind, and Lamia is very realistic. They all regard me as a lunatic." Dracula shook his head and said in a low tone, " As for where they are now? I don't know, but I guess they will not be like me, fighting for the ideals in their hearts, but eating and working in silence, living a low-key life. Well, it's a pity..." Meadows showed disappointment With a look on his face, he thought that although the first step of establishing the Eternal Night Empire had been completed, there was a shortage of manpower, and as a result, none of the strong ones could be used.

"I suddenly remembered the need to increase the number of people." Dracula touched his chin and thought of other ideas. Aren't so many intruders locked up before?I think there are a few strengths in it that can barely be used,..."

"The meaning of the master... Meadows raised his head, looked into Dracula's eyes, and instantly understood, "Okay, the subordinates understand, let them become our kind.

Dick Turpin, who was hiding behind a high rock wall, heard a lot of things, and his originally calm mood caused huge waves at this time—the dark forest in the south of Glenn Plain?A sacred bottle in a mysterious altar?Should the one with long black hair and scarlet eyes be anxious?

hell!Why do I feel like I'm missing something?Or did something big happen?Is it a coincidence?

Dick Turpin carefully recalled what happened not long ago. His subordinates were wiped out after entering the forest, and only one came back alive, bringing back a young girl?

The subordinate also said that there is a mysterious bottle in the altar, and the appearance of the little brat is also very similar to that of Cain, my God!

Dick Turpin's eyes widened in horror, and cold sweat rolled down his forehead, feeling that he had missed a certain opportunity to soar into the sky, what kind of refugee orphan? !That little girl must be Cain!

What the fuck did I do?He even kidnapped God!

If I can control Cain, then I am equivalent to being above God!

hateful!To actually pass by Cain, this is more precious than any treasure!

no!I am not reconciled, where is that child?I want to snatch it back!

Dick Turpin stood up abruptly, but accidentally kicked down a small stone.

The impact of this little boy's "dong dong dong" immediately aroused the vigilance of the vicious vampire below.

For a moment, the blood-hungry eyes shot over in unison, staring at the direction where Dick Turpin was hiding.

"Damn it... Dick Turpin's face was pale, his teeth were chattering with fear, and he made a gurgling sound, ashamed and thinking about a mess

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Chapter 10: Playing off

What's it like to be stared angrily at countless hungry eyes?

Dick Turpin never "enjoyed" this kind of treatment in the past, but today he finally really felt how terrifying it is to be stared at by a group of hungry wolves!

The bloodthirsty eyes of the vampires were extremely kind in the dim light. Dick Turpin only felt a chill on his back, as if he was being bitten by countless ants!

...completely strong!No... Get out of this ghostly place quickly!

Dick Turpin's face was pale, and he turned around and was about to slip away, when he suddenly realized that his legs were limp! ?

What is terrible is not the wolves, but being in the lair of wolves, and escaping has become a luxury.

Dracula narrowed his eyes, he really didn't expect a mouse to break in, he really didn't know his life or death.

Dracula waved his hand and raised a bloody long whip, and whipped it like lightning!

This long whip seems to be made of blood, it can be long or short, and when it is swung, it is mixed with the sound of thunder!

Dracula did not intend to kill Dick Turpin, the mouse, but chose to wrap his ankle with a long whip, and forcibly pulled it down from the high cliff.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!" Dick Turpin screamed and fell to the ground. When he raised his head again, he was already held by several sharp weapons around his neck, and he didn't act rashly at all, "Misunderstanding! Misunderstanding! Don't be like this... I'm passing by... Hey, passing by, don't be nervous.

The vampires had a bad look on their faces. They experienced human invasion not long ago, and now they are even more vigilant. As long as they give an order, Dick Turpin's head will fall to the ground immediately!

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"Who are you!? If you dare to break in, you can't be a spy from the empire, right?!" Midas asked angrily.

Dick Turpin was sweating profusely, feeling extremely terrified, and subconsciously touched the revolver on his lower back that looked like a miniature magic cannon.

In the chamber of the gun was the God-conferring stone given to Princess Margaret by Clardy. This sacred object has the ability to seal all regeneration and resurrection, and can kill any vampire present!

Even Dracula can be killed with one shot!This is the power of the Fengshen Stone. As the casting material of the Godslaying Sword, is Lang's name in vain?

But Dick Turpin is very timid, nervous, and full of worries. There is only one God Seal, but vampires are everywhere!

Even if he kills the strongest Dracula, he won't be able to beat other vampires, he will be killed on the spot here, drawing a gun is just a dead end

Him!Do not use force!If I make a move, I will definitely die, I will not do this loss-making business!

So Dick Turpin grinned and started rolling all over the floor, licking his hands and talking.

"I'm just a dog, woof woof! I don't know anything, so just kick me out?! Hehe!"

"Looking for death!" Midas snorted coldly, raising his palms.

The vampires understood and moved their weapons a little closer. As soon as Meadows put down his hand, it was the moment for Dixter to flatten his head armor!

"Hey! Don't! Don't! I'm not a spy of the empire," you misunderstood me, logically I'm still an enemy of the empire!I have a lot of connections with everyone, you... are all in the same group, don't hurt me by mistake! "Dick Turpin has such a strong desire to survive, he is almost like a dog, and he almost wags his tail.

"Hmph! It's ridiculous, talking nonsense and not looking at what's going on? A mere human being brazenly says he's with us? The corners of Meadows' mouth curled up, his eyes were full of mockery, and he didn't take Dixt seriously at all. , I think this guy looks like a clown!

"I'm not lying, I have done a lot of things for you!" Dick Turpin said quickly, and he really didn't lie.

"Oh? Then tell me, if you lie, you will be our food tonight... Midas wants to see what ivory this weak idiot can spit out?

Dick Turpin swallowed silently, looked at the hungry eyes around him and said, "I...I used to work for Count Camilla in the main city of Avignon!"

"Huh? Camilla?" Meadows was slightly moved.

"Yeah, actually, I know that I'm working for the great blood race, and I admire you very much in my heart!" Dixter said emphatically, wishing to portray himself as a loyal slave, "Doesn't Lord Camilla often transport slaves for you?" Those slaves were all kidnapped by me! So I also made a great contribution to the blood clan! If you kill me, isn’t it killing the donkey?

Midas had really heard about this. The slaves Camilla sent were all bought from the mercenary group. "Could it be that you are the leader of the mercenary group?"

"Hey, hey, you're on your own..." Dick Turpin gently pulled away the sharp weapons around him, took off his cowboy hat, and said with a bow, "Below is the head of the mercenary group, Dick Turpin, But... I am a bare-bones commander now, and the mercenary group was dismantled by two adventurers from Britain.

When Meadows heard that what Dick Turpin said matched the information he had received, he immediately believed it, and waved his hands to let the vampires get out of the way, "So that's it, it's you...

"Medus, who is he 3? Isn't he an enemy?" A Dracula asked from above.

"Master, this guy is our assistant. In order to wake you up from your slumber, we need a large number of human sacrifices. This person is the assistant who provided me with a large number of slaves." Midas replied with a bow.

Dracula thought for a while, then took back his bloody long whip, nodded and said, "You are very smart and can see the form clearly, I admire you.

"Yo yo! It's amazing! You must be the master of the blood race!? I have heard of your reputation since I was a child! My admiration for you is as high as the sky and deeper than the sea!" Dick Turpin knelt On the ground, began to lick violently.

"Hmph, are you very eloquent? How do you know this place?" Dracula asked.

"...The villain came after a team, and I didn't expect to meet you. I'm so lucky!" Meadows pretended to be happy.

"Then why did you hide just now? Could it be that there are ghosts in your heart?" Dracula was very cautious.Ye: "That's not the case, it's just that villains are timid and afraid of getting into trouble. Seeing everyone discussing things, they dare not come out and interrupt." Dick Turpin showed a timid look.

"Look: Come on, your loyalty to my blood is indeed very commendable, so what do you want? I can reward you Dracula looked down on Dick Turpin and said.

"... Dick Turpin really wants to get the gold and treasures here, but how dare he say it now, for fear of being killed here, so he was too involved in the drama and said, "The villain does not seek any glory and wealth, but just admires it in his heart." Great master, so I want to join you to complete the hegemony. Since the death of Lord Camilla, I have lived a life of ghosts and ghosts. Today I can be considered to have found an organization! "

"Very well, I'm..." Dracula's eyes became evil.

"...Dick Turpin had a bad feeling, "...what do you mean?"

"Don't you admire us very much? From now on, you will be our kind. How about it? Are you happy?" Midas said meaningfully.

"...Dick Toping stared with bated breath, his heart pounding, his big face suddenly turned eggplant color, purple to black, right?

I'm just kidding

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Chapter 11: Nervousness

A few days later, the royal capital of France was in full swing, and new regiments moved in every day.

Margaret issued a convening decree, and almost all the troops of the empire gathered to prepare for the next crisis.

Originally, the royal city seemed very deserted because of Beelzebub's nonsense, but in just a few days, the city became very lively.

There are imperial soldiers in red uniforms everywhere, belonging to nobles everywhere.

Of course, it’s not just that, there are also many knights wearing exquisite armor and serious expressions. This part is a very elite force, and it is a private army cultivated by the nobles in private.

If the French Empire falls, these interest groups will be the first to be unlucky. At this time, the nobles also donate generously to help the royal family survive this crisis.

The bustling royal city became a temporary resting place for the soldiers, and the taverns were extremely busy, constantly supplying drinks, and even those women who depended on beauty for a living became extremely busy.

It's just that the sun in the sky still hasn't appeared, and the time of the solar eclipse is beyond everyone's comprehension.

Many people even began to worry that the sun would disappear in France from now on, and this place would become eternal night.

Rumors spread everywhere, causing people to panic. Fortunately, after Margaret communicated with Bishop Scott, she made up a lie and spread it out: "Medus has cast evil magic and turned our empire into night. As long as you defeat this evil Guys, let the sun shine on France again! J's uneasy mood immediately turned into anger of the same enemy, and everyone began to sharpen their knives, preparing to kill Meadows and save France!

The soldiers and knights all want to make great achievements in this war. Whoever kills Midas will be a great hero who saves the kingdom. He will become famous from then on, and maybe he can even marry the beautiful Princess Margaret. ! H Sure enough, controlling people's hearts is the housekeeping skill of the Guangming Cult. Even if it is a lie, it can be said with passion, which has to be admired.

In the room in the mansion, Masefield and Clardy are secretly discussing recent events. The two are responsible for assisting France, but there is no need to obey Margaret's orders.

"I heard that the escaped prime minister wanted to counterattack?" Masefield asked.