My little country

The man in the black suit who called himself Wood only felt partial and cold.

With a hint of panic, he noticed that from the depths of the corridor, blood-red eyes appeared like a pair of blood-colored flames.

My body can't move anymore.

He opened his mouth that could still squirm slightly, and took a deep breath.

Try to calm down your heart as much as possible.

Such qualities are obviously excellent.

It also made Xiao Yu, the dark man behind the scenes, interested in this guy a little bit, and sighed secretly that it is no wonder that this person was able to start from scratch and set his foundation today.

It is true that ordinary people can't!

Only from the crimes he committed in his life, Xiao Yu didn't think there was anything wrong with what he encountered next.

"Your soul is filthy and purer than many dark creatures."

"You are a guy born on our side."

In the dim corridor, the blood clan continued to speak with a playful tone.

More and more cold sweat appeared on Derwood's forehead.

But he still forced himself to calm down and try to make his mouth crack and smile.

"Nice evil person, I am a little bit interested in your proposal."

"It's just that the Spear of the Killing of Gods appeared ahead of time. This is the Italian region close to the City of the Holy Lord, so...we can only trust our own family."

Hearing this, Wood became a little panicked.

He didn't expect that the dark side actually said at the end, and still refused to cooperate, then would he become a idiot seeking death?

Just as Wood thought this way, he suddenly felt a pain in his neck.

He thought he had been bitten, but was stunned to find that there was no person around him.

By the way, the pain in the neck is not deceiving!

Moreover, he can keenly feel that something is flowing in from the blood vessels in his neck, and it is spreading crazily to every inch of his body.

Wherever it flows, there is always a hot pain.

"What is this?"

"Am I going to die?"

"No, that's not right... these things are not meant to kill me, they... they seem to be transforming my body!"

Wood whimpered like a baby cat just born.

Outside the door of the apartment, several of Wood's men looked at the doorway that was as dark as a black hole, feeling inexplicably cold. At this moment, they heard the cat cry that seemed to be his father, and they were all at a loss.

Logically, they should have rushed in to save their father.

But when they looked at the dark space inside the door, they all remembered the order their father had given before leaving, to keep them at the door and not let outsiders enter.

Since the father had ordered this, they chose not to go in, but what was wrong with obeying the good order?

Didn't the father often say, everything can be arranged by him.

It was quiet outside the apartment.

Because of this, Wood can quietly enjoy the transformation of the powerful blood elixir produced by the combination of necromancy and alchemy from the world of Small People in the apartment.

This blood elixir originally came from the vampire lord in the valley of the dead.

These undead alien creatures are powerful, but they lack fertility and are weak in large-scale wars. They chose to use their own blood as a primer to create medicines and cultivate blood slaves to fight instead of themselves.

After Xiao Yu became interested in the undead series of witchcraft, these alchemy potions naturally became his collection.

However, the value of these collections is not high.

How strong the blood slaves of the vampire lords are depends on how much vampire blood can be obtained and how strong these blood providers are.

The blood slave itself has no cultivation ability, and no matter how talented it is, the strongest will not be as good as the blood provider's original level.

It can be said that if someone is taking a potion made from the blood of a peak vampire, then the best result of his life will be a peak blood slave.

In addition, blood slaves are naturally restrained and enslaved by blood providers.

Naturally, such knowledge is not welcomed by others.

There is no force willing to help someone develop combat power.

However, some people unexpectedly took advantage of the flawed effects of this medicine and used it as a poison or curse.

The novel drama that a certain genius took the blood elixir because of being poisoned, not only turned into a monster, but also became a waste of aptitude, really showed the reputation of the blood elixir.

Because of this, in the Lilliputian Kingdom, the alchemists in charge of this piece were a little confused when they learned that Lord Son of God was going to study such useless medicine.

It's just that since it was requested by the Lord Son of God, there must be a deep meaning when you want to come!

So they started their research and got the help of the Lich who took refuge in Xiao Yu.

Made a potion that meets Xiao Yu's requirements, which can quickly improve the strength of the user, and at the same time give the user a vampire family and some low-level undead characteristics.

But this medicine still failed to overcome the hidden danger of being controlled by the vampire family.

It's just that Xiao Yu didn't care about this hidden danger.

There are no vampires in the real world, although there are some similar fantasy works circulating.

But to be honest, the vampires who really categorize the Lilliputian Kingdom into the undead are dragged to the real world. It is estimated that few people can think of those soft loaches with many mouths and several heads. It is the vampire in the Canyon of the Dead.

It's blood slaves, most of them can maintain their pre-mortem appearance, somewhat similar.

Just, pay attention, it is before death!

It can be said that after drinking the blood spirit potion, whether it is before or after the revision, it is regarded as an undead creature.

Inside the apartment building.

Wood gradually felt that he no longer felt physically uncomfortable.

The brain seemed to calm down suddenly.

He found that his body could move, he moved quickly and smiled.

The smile on his face didn't last long, and Wood opened his mouth slightly again.

He realized a big problem.

His heartbeat... is gone!

Is it too scared to have hallucinations?

Wood wanted to wipe the sweat, but all he felt was the cold touch of his scalp.

The sweat seems to be gone.

He slowly stretched out his hand and touched the surface of his heart.

A heartbeat that should have been strong and powerful.

Surprisingly... disappeared!

Wood's eyes widened, how could he not have a heartbeat!

No, that's not right, how can I stand here so awake without a heartbeat!

Could it be!

Wood panicked and looked up at the dark corridor:

"Big...sir, what did you do to me?"

"What exactly is going on?"

"Ha ha ha, isn't this what you want?"

"I said that we only believe in our own family, but you are really good, so I chose to make you my kind."

"similar?"

"Could it be...that was the first embrace of the blood race just now?"

"First embrace? That's just a romantic fantasy of human writers."

The voice of the blood clan in the corridor continued:

"I just transformed you into a living dead."

"Living dead!"

Wood's eyes widened. This word made him feel like falling into an ice cave.

He suddenly regretted.

Why would a devout believer like himself come to cooperate with the dark creatures?

These dark creatures who have no lower limit of sincerity, don't you know the importance of buying horse bones?

Lost, this time I really lost it!

Thinking like this, Wood suddenly felt a little shock in his mind.

It was the medicine that completely transformed the body, and the essence of vampire blood in it gathered in his mind.

Some knowledge about his physical instincts and some undead tricks were released in an instant.

But it made Wood knelt to the ground all of a sudden, and wisps of black and red blood flowed out of his nose.

The blood dripped on the dirty floor, and there was a sizzling sound of corroding stones, white smoke came out, and a strong smell of rust permeated out.

Soon, inside and outside the apartment building, this weird smell filled.

In the corridor, Wood began to laugh.

The embarrassment and anger just disappeared completely.

His eyes were filled with flames called ambition.

This is also one of the few things that undead creatures can still chase.

However, Xiao Yu understood this look even more through Ghost Dragon's perspective.

Getting extraordinary powers from a mortal state of mind, including myself will basically do.

There will be a strong illusion that I am the protagonist of the destiny, and I will definitely become the master of the ten thousand realms.

Generally speaking, this illusion will gradually disappear after being beaten up by the society.

However, Xiao Yu didn't think that Wood would still have a chance to get up after being beaten up.

Xiao Yu let the ghost dragon cast a spell to transmit the sound, and informed Wood of the cooperation.

Soon, in the darkness, Wood lying on the ground smiled confidently and replied:

"His Royal Highness, I understand."

"Don't worry, I will let the name of the Spear of Killing Gods not be spread here."

"I will let the death knight see my value!"

…………

"Do you smell anything?"

"When... Of course."

Several guards stood at the door of the apartment building with awkward expressions, discussing in a low voice.

Not long ago, their mobile phones beeping, but it reminded them that the vital signs of the instrument worn on his father had disappeared.

If the father did not take the initiative to untie it, it can only mean that their father was killed in this apartment building.

But at this time there was another strange smell.

After all, it is the era of extraordinary manifestations and the flurry of demons.

Although these guards are all of Wood's personal guards, they are required to take the initiative to find strange things and trouble.

They really can't do it!

"Let's call the mothers."

An old and serious person thought for a while and said.

"Well, I hope the mothers won't mess up first."

The other old man also hesitated and nodded.

Like the leaders of the mutual aid associations in Citi, the boss of a gray organization like Wood will naturally not really live like the Puritans.

They shouted to believe in the Holy Lord, but their bodies did the same as those cult leaders, indulging themselves in various ways.

Wood restrained a little bit. He did not produce more than a hundred wives and hundreds of children like his counterparts in Citi, and even a church could not hold that exaggeration.

It is not as crazy as a small town not far from the British capital, which directly robbed thousands of girls to be tools.

There are still a dozen or so people who have established their status.

"Mother Shino."

The old man who had just spoken thought about it, and whispered the name of the oldest woman who followed Wood the longest.

This Xinuo can be regarded as a legend in their circle.

Born in Eastern Europe, she came to Italy with a dream. She learned that she had been sold as soon as she disembarked. She was sent to Cicero across the sea, and she was also coded for sale.

But she was really lucky. Cicero just happened to collapse with these dark organizations for some reason, and there was even a terrible train explosion accident, which killed hundreds of people at once!

Even the local royal family is threatened!

Realizing that his own party has been infiltrated and turned into a basket, his violent department is very likely to be unreliable. At that time, Cicero was also simply heartbroken. He came to borrow troops to fight against thieves, and invited the multinational coalition forces to help, using human trafficking as an introduction. A large-scale encirclement and suppression operation began.

Xinuo was rescued in confusion with his sisters, and was reported in the news media.

However, perhaps it was a teasing of fate. After Hino, who had escaped from Cicero, went to France, he was sold by a French fellow.

Then she met her buyer, Wood, and became a loyal family member who made Wood handy.

In the entire Wood organization, it is not much different from the second person.

"Sister!"

The phone dialed, and the old man said quickly:

"Father may have some accident."

"Just now, my father went into an old apartment building alone, and then he lost all his vital instruments."

"Yes, I swear I didn't say... a lie?"

The old man who was raising his hand suddenly lowered his hand gently.

He squeezed the phone beside his ear, and said in embarrassment:

"Sister, I... I saw my father coming out of the door."

"Heh...hehe..."

"father!"

Except for the person who called, the other guards hurriedly bowed to Wood.

Wood put on his sunglasses, nodded slightly and said after going back.

He shook his shirt, lowered his head not to look at the sun.

Wood suddenly noticed that the warm sunlight was really annoying.

The photo on the body made him feel itching and uncomfortable.

Sit back in the car.

Wood squinted and looked at his pale hands.

He realized that everything just now was true, and the knowledge in his mind was not an illusion.

"call!"

"I am already a dark creature."

"The Spear of Killing God..."

"angel……"

"Sorry, I chose the Apocalypse side."

Wood whispered to this point, and immediately took out the cross on his neck and kissed affectionately.

Wood did not feel that he had betrayed the Holy Lord.

Based on the knowledge in his mind, he felt that the party he represented was also a devout believer in the Holy Lord.

On the contrary, it is the shepherds and the angels who are obsessed with the glory and praise of the past, forgetting the original intention.

Xiao Yu watched Wood leave from the perspective of the ghost dragon.

Xiao Yu knew that this was just a prologue, and the dark power would soon follow.

This is also the intended meaning.

No need to do so.

After all, the Book of the Holy Lord had told Xiao Yu.

Faith comes from fear!

Without demons and ghosts, how can one show the majesty of gods and Buddhas?