Trafford’s Trading Club

If anyone besides Hitachir is most familiar with this cellar labyrinth, then naturally count the masters of the castle now.

In fact, in addition to some of the renovated stone rooms that have been announced, there are a number of secret rooms here - for example, the one that Thetasir initially used to greet Lochu.

For example, Tutsenyi is where he is at this time.

It's more like a lab… a lab hidden underground. There are plenty of instruments that vampires like Thetasir can get with their abilities, some of them even at the national level.

The laboratory has a large number of huge containers in which many bodies are kept with special liquids… almost all of them are different specimens.

There are humans, there are giant werewolves, there are fishermen with long tails and beautiful looks... even vampires. Since the True Blood program, Hitachir and others have been hunting from all over the world for the Tutsenyi Institute.

At this moment, in a pure white room in the lab, Tutsenyi sat quietly and looked at the screen on the wall - the screen was perfectly flat with the wall, and what was being shown at this moment was, of course, a scene in which Tatsuzawa revealed a monstrous body, a wild hunt.

Tu Shenyi simply looked a few times, even the appearance of Song Da Song Er Song 3 in the later crowd, his eyes did not change, he seemed to be waiting for something.

In front of him, on a white table, were different containers - they were from the 'Forgotten’ series in Hitachir's hands.

What Tutsenyi is waiting for is one of the cups… the cup is filled with fresh spring water with a red crystal, and that clean spring water is slowly turning red.

An old looking notebook was also placed next to it.

Tutsenyi took another cup, then took out the 'flower on the other side' from Elizabeth, opened it, and poured it into the cup, the amount of one bite… Next, he drank it himself.

Tutsenyi closed his eyes and waited quietly… Suddenly, Tutsenyi revealed a slight colour of pain and then grabbed his own heart.

This pain did not last long, the look of Tutsenyi began to expand, he slowly exhaled, then took out the second 'yellow spring’, poured out some more, and tried it himself.

Every bottle he would try personally, except for ‘Three Lives’ and ‘Forgotten River’.

And every time I drank something different, I felt the side effects of the massacre firsthand, and it became painful, but quickly recovered.

Only at the last ‘niger’, the meaning of the slaughter was not half alien.

He snorted coldly, “Takezawa, you sly guy...”

A deep breath of slaughter restored calm.

He picked up the notebook next to him and flipped it open. He turned page by page, looked very seriously, and only in the end did the eyes of the slaughterhouse change.

Because the last pages of this notebook, they were torn apart, gone.

This notebook, he's been over it a lot.

“What exactly is the formula…” Slowly closed his eyes.

But only for a few moments, Tutsenyi opened his eyes. He reached out and grabbed the cylinder vessel with the 'Niho’ and hit it hard against the screen on the wall.

“You are all going to die. ”

Tutsenyi's eyes became cold and he reached out and pressed a button on the edge of the table. In time, the wall on one side of the room cracked open.

A man who lacks a finger but walks out slowly with a black finger... he is Uncle Kim, the gambler.

Uncle Kim also had a remote control in his hand. He came to Tu Shenyi and placed the remote control in front of Tu Shenyi.

Tu Shenyi just glanced at Uncle Kim and looked at him coldly: “Ouyangjie, haven't you sent them away yet? ”

Uncle Kim had no expression at the moment: “What happened in the cellar maze, none of the castles would know. Besides, Jie is asleep now, it doesn't matter if he doesn't send it away. Besides, the woman he likes is still in there, look..."

"I'm not interested in caring about the kid's romance," said Tutsenyi. "The girl is hard to come by and do anything with me. ”

Uncle Kim shouted softly: “Then you promised me something..."

Tu Shenyi stood up and stared at Uncle Kim. "Don't worry, I promised to give you immortality, you won't eat your words. I will not forget what you have been doing for years… I will fulfill your wishes when this is over. Now, do it. ”

“I hope so.” Uncle Kim nodded, silently picked up the remote and slowly pressed it.

Meanwhile, some of the hidden doors suddenly opened in the cellar maze, while some of the 'guys' who had been trapped inside the doors were released.

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……

The True Blood Project, where all the people involved came together, Ammonster was not relaxed for a moment, and her eyes were always on Elizabeth.

His fingers slowly pinched the bottle of health supplement from Thetasir in his pocket, and he was worried sick.

Elizabeth is exactly like an albino patient, and Elizabeth is no different than a 15-six-year-old girl except for the symptoms of her albinos.

But Ammonster knows that Elizabeth is over thirty years old. It's only because she's spent a lot of time sleeping over the years that her body slows down.

Elizabeth has never really consumed human blood since birth, and she sustains life by injecting the pure blood provided by the Thirteen Clans.

Each time, Amundster injected Elizabeth with pure blood himself, because… he was the only living relative of Elizabeth.

Ammonster's daughter, Elizabeth's mother, is a pure human being.

Elizabeth, a hybrid of vampires and humans… hybrids, is not recognized by many thirteen clans.

Because of the presence of hybrids, reproductive segregation between races is broken. Pride vampires, older generations with traditions that have almost decayed the vampire race for countless years, see this as a provocation to the pure blood of vampires.

The Thirteen acknowledge Elizabeth's existence because she does have vampire blood. At the same time, however, the Thirteen did not recognize Elizabeth's rights as a vampire, as she was also of half human descent.

Now that the pure blood supply to Elizabeth by the Thirteen clans is dwindling, she has had to delay her physical hunger by letting Elizabeth sleep down by special means.

He did not allow Elizabeth to suck blood, which was also the last wish of his daughter Laura. Elizabeth herself is a good child, and she herself rejects this direct blood-sucking behavior.

This surviving grandson, for decades, has struggled to move forward carefully to achieve this goal. Ammonster knew he was walking on steel wire and would fall into the abyss of millions.

Originating from half Elizabeth's vampire lineage, if not suppressed, all these years of effort will be lost… Elizabeth's suffering over these years will also be in vain. But Elizabeth's body was really hungry, and several times, the urge to suck blood had directly crushed Elizabeth's mind.

On several occasions, Amundster struggled to suppress Elizabeth.

He is old and no longer one of the twelve holy knights of the round table. His speed slowed down year after year, his strength weakened year after year, and he even had to give up wearing armor to get less energy.

Ammonster doesn't know if he'll be able to keep it down the next time Elizabeth goes mad. Perhaps waiting for yourself will be the end.

Watching Amenster lay on the table, like a fever patient, revealing pain between half-dreams, was no more painful than seeing her daughter die tragically at the hands of Elizabeth's father.

The guy who endures the urge to suck blood all the time for love, eventually rationality goes under his instincts.

So he supported the True Blood program, so he drank the ‘flowers on the other side’. In fact, his heart was long dead, and he drank the 'flowers on the other side' just to see Elizabeth's mother again.

“If there is a God, why is he so cruel to this child...”

Ammonster's palms slowly rested on Elizabeth's forehead, touching her far below normal body temperature.

Nevertheless, he knew that Elizabeth was suffering from burning at the moment. The blood of a hungry vampire is burning wildly, impinging on the insistence of this weak child.

“Grandpa... I'm so upset...”

Elizabeth opened her eyes and grabbed Ammonster's sleeve tightly.

Ammonster also held Elizabeth's hand tightly and encouraged her in her ear: "Elizabeth, mania is a common disease of vampires, but since you chose this path, you have to keep going. Every maniac that survives is a success of your efforts. You are a steadfast man, and destiny has always been one who loves steadfastness. This time, if Tutsenyi really figured out the perfect true blood, you could get a new life, and you would live in the sun as normal as normal people..."

“Grandpa...”

She twisted her body painfully, her lips already showing the vampire's mark, her blood-sucking fangs.

Amenster suddenly felt a little soft at the moment, and he shook his hand and took a small box out of his pocket… there was only a small amount of pure blood left in it, as well as injectable tools.

At this moment, Ammonster has the urge to inject Elizabeth with pure blood almost immediately… but he also understands that injecting Elizabeth with pure blood on a manic day would stimulate her vampire instincts even more insane.

He has eaten this loss more than once… his heart has been soft more than once.

He was injured once as a result, and until now, he was incapable of stopping the mistake.

Grandpa, I'm so lucky.

Elizabeth!

Amundster trembled and opened the box containing pure blood, removing the injection tool, completely struggling in the eye, and moist at the same time.

“Elizabeth, Grandpa... Grandpa will make you feel better. ”

A drop of sticky blood on the needle does not drip at this time due to the tension of the liquid, but shakes slightly... every drop of pure blood is precious and should not be wasted, yet Amundster is so painful that his trembling hands make him unstable.

“Don't …”

He heard Elizabeth's painful voice as she approached the moment she was stuck in a blood vessel on Elizabeth's arm. Amenst struck a nerve, patting the syringe on the table all at once, grabbing his own hair, and Shamut said: "What am I... doing? Sorry, Elizabeth...”

He's really old, his heart is really soft, he's softened every day, he's no longer the steely will he used to be, he's just an old man who's lost his loved one, alone.

Ammonster took a deep breath and once again squeezed Elizabeth's hand in the hope that she would be given some courage to confront the pain… that was the only thing he could do.

And yet, just at this point, a strange voice began to sound.

Something's making a low roar... like a beast. Amundster instinctively felt that there seemed to be danger approaching.

He moved quickly, pulling out his umbrella sword directly and holding it in his hand, while looking at Elizabeth quickly... the feeling of danger was not from Elizabeth, but...

Out the door!

Boo--!!

The sound of impact!

There's something going on, crashing into the front door. Ammonster suddenly drank out loud: "Massacre! Massacre! Get out of here! What the hell happened? ”

But no matter how much he screamed, he couldn't get any response, and the frequency of the door crashes was getting faster and faster.

Finally, the door broke down, and at the same time, what appeared in front of Ammonster was a rotten, stinky, almost invisible body.

The body was able to move, walking one step at a time toward Amundst… Amundst rushed forward and waved his arms quickly.

The sharp blade of sterling silver instantly cut the head of this rotten corpse to the ground. Instead of stopping, however, the body that lost its head moved on!

Meanwhile, behind this broken corpse, only the location of the door was seen, and a large number of decaying corpses had been stood in secrecy.

Zombies… a product of failure in the process of turning into vampires! As the twelve holy knights of the former Round Table, Amundster is not unfamiliar with the cause of the corpse.

However, when he saw these numbers of corpses blocking the door, he had to take a breath of air!

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“Tutsenyi has built a laboratory in the cellar labyrinth, just outside our rendezvous point, and it should be here soon. ”

Thetasir was talking and watching Lochu.

Hitachir was fortunate to have recovered his life from this mighty undead and temporarily acted as a guide.

He wondered if Lochu was really just interested in ‘flowers on the other side’ and ‘three lifetimes’ - because as a dark businessman, Hitachir would have some reservations about anything and anyone's views.

Hitachir has spoken loyally to Lochu, but it is clear that the other side does not intend to accept it. In the absence of a more solid relationship, Hitachir is now wondering how to get away from this dangerous guy, or —— run for his life.

“There's a sound.” Rochu suddenly stopped.

Thetasir stunned and took two steps forward, when they happened to be in a relatively spacious part of the cellar maze. There are many quadrangular pools surrounding them, which were used for water storage and were naturally intended for use by people in hiding.

“Sound?” Thetasir looked around and finally looked into one of the pools.

Perhaps because of the infiltration of rainwater on the ground, the pool was filled with half the water - at a time when the horizontal level fluctuated slightly.

Suddenly, a drop of liquid dripped from the top and landed on the water, instantly crashing into a circle of ripples.

Thetasir looked up subconsciously.

In the darkness, you see just the darkness above that head, and there are countless tiny eyes that appear to be coming from some kind of creature.

Among the countless tiny eyes, there was a particularly large group of eight eyes, which suddenly blinked.

Thetasir waved his hand and a bright green light appeared on his palm so that he could see exactly what was hidden from the rock darkness above.

However, at this moment, where the green light reaches, it turns out to be one horror spider after another, they are bigger in shape than the wolf spider! And out of all the horrible spiders covered in the whole ceiling, there's a huge guy in the shape of a body!

It's... much bigger than a bull, standing up, eight seeping into people's eyes, looking at Hitachir and Lochu at the same time.

“How did Tu Shenyi release this thing...”

Thetasir's face is full of shock at the moment.

PS1: Sure enough, I can't do two more every day of the week... I just paid back four more this week, and I still owe three more.

PS2: Mmm! Keep going tomorrow! Come on, White Stone fight! Oh, yeah!