I Became a Progenitor Vampire

Stanley glanced at the wall made of thick bluestone in front of him, the strong manor like a castle, nodded slightly, a little thought flashing in his faint eyes.

Even in the slums where crime is frequent, it is not without wealthy businessmen. In fact, the wealth generated every year in this sinful land is not inferior to that of other urban areas.

It's just that most people have their lives to earn Jinpu Chok's Death Flower.

After seeing Stanley and the guide, a team of guards in dwarf full armor opened the door of the manor where the molten iron was poured and invited them in.

"Ye'an, Lord Nathan, welcome to you"

The guide nodded, did not speak, and gave a slight gesture to the two guards next to him to immediately lead the way.

Stanley watched all this silently, his eyes in the shadow as sharp as a falcon.

The spacious manor is like a palace, in sharp contrast with the dilapidated slums outside.

Rare and rare underground plants, water-spraying magic fountains, angel statues of fairy craftsmanship, and various luxurious buildings can be seen everywhere.

Compared to the outside, this place is like a tight and peaceful kingdom of gods, I am afraid that no one can imagine that this place will be on the same land as the evil city outside.

Not long after, Stanley and the guide came to the main hall.

The two guards pushed open the door of the main hall carved with angel relief and turned to leave.

Stanley followed the guide into the room. The moment the guide walked into the room, he turned and retreated to the corner, where he did not have the qualifications to exist.

A translucent and luxurious hall illuminated by magic lights appeared in front of Stanley, and the shadowed face under his cloak was also faintly visible at this time.

In his early forties, the standard Nolan face, hooked nose, blue eyes, and freckles on his face,

The long scar in the middle gave his face an indescribable terror.

But the most eye-catching thing is the coldness in those blue eyes, like a poisonous snake, which may launch a fatal attack at any time.

A dozen figures in the house turned their heads to look at him, some of them showed their true colors, and some were mysterious people hidden under their cloaks.

Stanley's eyes narrowed slightly. This was not the first time he had come to this kind of banquet, but it was the first time he had come after he became level 15.

Those who looked like ordinary participants in the past, the breath exuding at this time made him feel shocked.

Except for a few normal humans, the alien with eight arms on the left and a snake body poses the greatest threat to him.

Abyssal creature, eight-armed snake demon, level 16.The fighting power of this abyssal creature is extremely powerful, even if it becomes a level 15 Stanley, it never wants to become an enemy with the opponent.

The eight-armed snake monster saw Stanley's gaze, his slender green eyes narrowed slightly, the long snake letter spit out, and the corner of his mouth hung a cold arc.

Stanley quickly retracted his gaze and moved him aside.

The body next to the Eight-armed Snake Demon was full of decay and death, and the pale mage made his brows frowned.

Necromancer, level 14.

Although he did not reach level 15, this extremely evil existence poses no less threat to him than the eight-armed snake monster at level 16.

In addition, several breaths that did not show their true colors also made him feel shocked.

He only discovered the horror under the shadow of Green City after he reached level 15.

The largest city in the South is not as simple as it seems.

And this sinful land in the Southern District is not so easy to see through.

"Good night, Lord Stanley"

An elderly man in his early sixties with gray hair and black tuxedo sitting on the main seat politely bowed to Stanley with a noble courtesy.

"Ye'an, Viscount Bernard, I am honored to be a guest at your house."

Stanley raised his chest in return to show his respect.

This is the owner of this manor, Viscount Bernard. No one knows what the old man's surname is, but everyone calls it that.

As for the strength of Viscount Bernard, being able to take the lead in so many terrifying existences is enough to explain everything.

Stanley turned around and took off the cloak covering his face.

Suddenly, his face clearly appeared in the eyes of everyone in the room.

The high hooked nose, narrow cheeks, the scar that draped down from the forehead, and the gloomy eyes made people have a creepy and hideous feeling.

However, none of those present here are pure teenagers, and there is no change in their faces.

Viscount Bernard smiled slightly at everyone, full of aristocratic demeanor, and said loudly.

"The people from the Evening Bell Church have arrived. Then, this meeting of the Dark Covenant officially begins."

Dark Covenant, if Li De hears this news, his eyes will be widened.

Because, Amy's attribute page has a dark covenant vice president attribute, but he has not paid attention to it.

"As you wish,"

"Viscount Bernard, please start"

The voice of the crowd discussing in low voices quickly quieted down.

"This time, what we are discussing is the Scarlet Mage Tower..." Hearing the name Eight-armed Snake Demon raised a little interest, his eyes shifted from Stanley's direction to Viscount Bernard.

"The Scarlet Mage Tower has sold a large number of scrolls during this period. According to my statistics, the number has exceeded 10,000, and the other party has also reached a cooperation agreement with the five large chambers of commerce in Greentown, and will provide them with more magic scrolls in the future.

The Scarlet Mage Tower’s production of magic scrolls was less than half a year old, and this kind of production efficiency could never be achieved with the background of this Mage Tower.

Even if you add the White Tower with the great mage of Spark, it won't work.

So I suspect that the other party got twelve magic scrolls."

Viscount Bernard's words shocked everyone.

"Twelve Magic Scrolls?!! Isn't this the supreme magical artifact in the legend?"

A hidden figure was a little surprised.

"It is said that there are twelve magic scrolls in total. They are the supreme artifacts made by the creation god himself. Each scroll has infinite power. Can the Scarlet Mage Tower possess such an artifact?"

There was a strong interest in the necromancer's eyes, and magic was what he was really interested in.

Viscount Bernard's eyes flashed a strange look.

"The dusk of the gods is coming. The great evil god will once again become the master of this world. The birth of the artifact is not accidental.

Thousands of magic scrolls can be produced in a short time, except for the power of the artifact."

The tone is decisive.

"We want to get the artifact, no matter what the price!"

"But the Scarlet Mage Tower is sheltered by the White Tower, and this is Green City. As long as that extraordinary mage exists, no one can destroy Green City..."

The voice of the Eight-armed Snake Demon was so cold that it made people's hairs stand tall.

In this city, only the powerful existence who became extraordinary more than a hundred years ago made him feel terrified.

No one can understand the power of the supernatural better than him, no!

"I have thought of a way to deal with the extraordinary" Viscount Bernard's tone was strong and determined.

Although the superpower is so powerful that it can hardly be defeated, it does not necessarily require hard resistance.

"But what if the scarlet mage tower is not an artifact?" Stanley couldn't help but asked, "If they have other methods, then are we going to take such a big risk?"

"Not an artifact?

Lord Stanley, as long as you can get a large-scale method of producing magic scrolls, it is enough.

Do you think that the production of hundreds or thousands of magic scrolls every day will bring less benefit than an artifact?"

Viscount Bernard’s tone was with strong confidence, and even the most powerful professionals needed enough Kempke to buy what he wanted.

The surrounding crowd was stunned for a moment when they heard this, and then everyone's eyes were full of greed.

Magic scrolls represent wealth and power, and if they can get a method of mass production of magic scrolls, their power will expand extremely quickly.

No one can resist this temptation.

In silence, a dark meeting against the Scarlet Mage Tower is underway.

There are loyal followers of evil gods, heads of underground forces, necromancers hidden in the dark, and evil alien races.

Everything is leading to an unknown direction.