Chapter 101 North Wind Castle Log (Part 2)

The noblewoman called "Alexia" looked at Langli Baitiao up and down without any concealment.

"My lady, although I know I am very handsome, please be a little reserved."

Langli Baitiao felt a chill. This look was like picking food, which made him feel uncomfortable. For a moment, even his dirty talk was a little unsmooth.

Alexia's scarlet pupils suddenly lit up.

"Very good."

"What's good about it? Is my appearance too handsome?"

"Your vitality is very tenacious. You are qualified to be your father's food. This will be the greatest honor in your humble life." Her tone trembled, and she was quite intoxicated. She didn't even bother to talk to Langli Baitiao, but was completely immersed in her own world.

"No, I haven't-"

"Take this human away."

Alexia ordered coldly.

Several guards on the side hurriedly stepped forward to open the cage and forcibly set up Langli Baitiao.

"Be gentle."

"Don't pinch my neck!"

"Brother, please, let me walk by myself, okay?"

Langli Baitiao didn't resist too much, but thought to himself: "I'm not going to become a vampire, am I? This game is interesting!"

He was not desperate, but interested.

The soul of death in his heart was burning!

Even if he died, Langli Baitiao had to do a big job, which was worthy of his identity.

Langli Baitiao walked along the corridor under the escort of the guards.

He looked around and sighed.

"Damn."

The underground of this "refugee shelter" was much wider than he imagined, and it was bottomless. Hundreds of iron cages were hung in the air in the corridor, filled with hungry blood slaves dominated by blood desire, probably thousands of people.

He was first pulled into a secret room, and the guards cleaned his whole body.

Finally, he was escorted to the end of the dark corridor.

The heavy door slowly opened.

The lights in the corner lit up, swaying dimly.

In the center of the spacious hall, which was decorated luxuriously and dark, was an intricately carved sarcophagus.

Alexia lifted her skirt and bowed.

"Father, this is your dinner today."

The sarcophagus slowly opened, and Duke Brad Rackman opened his scarlet eyes, with a slight smile on his lips.

It seemed that he was in a very good mood today.

Looking at the white shark on the stand, the pale-faced duke came forward, sniffing its scent as if tasting wine, and said in a hoarse voice:

"You have the breath of trickery on you, why... did you come here."

The white shark couldn't help but feel a chill: "Damn, you old pervert, if you want to suck blood, just suck blood, I don't do other services."

The duke chuckled, revealing his sharp teeth.

"You are right. When I transform you into a vampire, I will be in control of everything. This will be your honor in this life. Enjoy this moment!"

Langli Baitiao said speechlessly: "Are you guys so narcissistic?"

The Duke did not care about the deliberate anger of the human in front of him, but just laughed contemptuously:

"You mortals cannot understand my immortal existence. I came from hundreds of years ago, and my origins have long disappeared in the darkness. I was a great general, and the entire Anzeta trembled under the wings of my giant eagle, but I chose a more tortuous path."

"And you will become a nutrient for me to go further and become truly immortal."

"So"

"Tremble, fear, and be in awe!"

"When I reign over this land, your blood will boil in my immortal body."

The Duke stroked Langli Baitiao's neck and said intoxicatedly.

In fact, he was not talking to the "food" in front of him, but describing his immortal dream. In this dream, the only noble person was himself.

Regarding this common problem of the vampire family, Langli Baitiao said speechlessly: "Damn, why don't you die, old Deng?"

But he was held by the guards and couldn't move at all.

"I am immortal."

The Duke sneered and bit Langli Baitiao's fragile neck.

The blood vessels bulged, and his blood was greedily sucked.

An irreversible transformation was taking place. His body became visibly thinner, and his skin turned from the original rosy to pale. The light of life in his eyes was gradually fading, replaced by scarlet light.

"Very good."

"Lock this rude bastard in the dungeon."

The Duke let him go with reluctance and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with a luxurious silk scarf.

"Yes, sir."

The much lighter Langli Baitiao was held by the guards and locked in an iron cage, just like those "blood slaves".

But Langli Baitiao didn't feel sad at all. Instead, he looked at the information constantly refreshed on the panel and felt quite happy.

[You were attacked by the vampire [Brad Rackman], and you were transformed into a special template [Vampire Spawn]]

[Note: This transformation is irreversible]

[You gain the characteristic [Born in Death]: Most victims of vampire attacks become vampire spawn - greedy creatures that are filled with the blood of vampires and are controlled by their vampire creators.

If a vampire allows its offspring to drink its blood, the offspring will become a real vampire and no longer be controlled by the creator. Of course, only a very few vampires will do this. Usually, only when the creator dies can the vampire offspring regain its freedom.

You gain the characteristic [Undead Essence], you don't need to breathe air or eat.

You gain the characteristic [Regeneration], you can recover from any injury unless you are attacked by a weakness.

You gain the characteristic [Spider Climb], you can climb on the wall and hang upside down on the ceiling.

You gain the vampire weaknesses [Water Injury] [Wood Stake Through the Heart] [Sunlight Allergy] [Fear of Sacred Objects], when you encounter any of the above injuries, you may fall into death completely. ]

"This template is amazing, it matches my trickster profession"

"Tsk tsk, absolutely a bitch."

"Hehehe"

He has already imagined how to steal unscrupulously in the mine in the future.

"But I still have to get out of here first. There's also that disgusting bloodsucking old Deng. Sooner or later, he will make me explode my gold coins."

The white-striped man in the waves thought of the Duke's gentle caress, and a chill suddenly rose in his heart.

"Damn, this old Deng can't be a priest?"

While muttering, he took out the thief's tools from the secret pocket of his robe and began to skillfully pick the lock. This set of skills has been honed to perfection by him.

"Creaky, creaky"

The iron cage door shook, making a harsh sound.

When the guards patrolled here, the iron cage was empty.

And the white-striped man in the waves easily clung to the ceiling, staring at the guards below, secretly laughing: "I didn't expect it, this is my escape route!"