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Chapter 567 Blood Factory
"The moon is round... In most legends, those werewolves would take wolf form and go out of control. At least that's what most stories in the real world say."

Turing looked through the "Witcher Notes" in his hand, but he didn't find too many records related to werewolves, because the notes were mainly aimed at bloodthirsty people.

"Such an obvious abnormality, coupled with the howling of wolves just now... I am afraid that something is happening. This is a good opportunity, it may be related to 'Acracia', should I get involved?"

Just as Turing was thinking, a dark shadow descended from the sky, and its sharp claws pinched the wooden pole of the carriage.

It's a crow.

"Quack! Quack!"

Seeing Turing observing himself without any response, the crow looked a little impatient.

"It's the messenger of the Evil-Breaking Alliance. How did you locate me, through runes?"

From its paws, Turing touched multiple sleeves, and after opening one at random, there was a rolled paper inside.

After taking down the letter paper, the crow quickly flew away.

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To the witcher:

A half-mutilated werewolf clan launched a hunt and intended to attack the [Rimmer] blood clan in the city center.In order to avoid being involved in disputes, all demon hunters immediately returned to their chapters to wait for the end of "Silver Moon Night".

——The General Assembly of the Evil-Breaking Alliance.

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It was a message from the Evil Smite Alliance... They had no intention of participating in it at all, and seemed to have decided that the werewolf would definitely be defeated.But indeed, in terms of the current situation, werewolves are worse than humans as a whole, and they can only hide in the sewer.And it's just a half-mutilated werewolf clan attacking the current ruling party of the rebel party. It is indeed certain to die... It seems that I don't need to participate in it.I just hope that the "nose hunting" given to me by Greater Wales will not lead me to some places that I shouldn't go to, and try to avoid the city center.Turing pondered.

Crushing the letter into a ball and putting it in his pocket, Turing took out the bottle of sniffer and drank it down.

Rune tumors crawl at high speed, cancer cells proliferate, and the sense of smell is enhanced.In less than a second, Turing felt that his sense of smell had been greatly enhanced.The smell of the drain, which was less than 50 meters away, seemed to be right in front of him, so he had to drive the carriage away from here.

"Smell is indeed the best way to cover up smell..."

But what is strange is that Turing did not perceive any bloody smell along the way.

According to the information I know... this thing should be very sensitive, allowing me to detect any murders happening within a few hundred meters, could it be because of werewolves, those vampires who wandered out are hiding?

Turing thought about it, and drove on, but tried his best to avoid the city center, and only circled in the middle and outer parts of the city.

On the way, I saw sporadically dark shadows galloping towards the city center, all above those tall buildings.Judging from the size, they should be werewolves, and they had no interest in Turing, and ran towards the city center with one brain.

However, 10 minutes later, Turing still didn't smell any blood.

There's something wrong with that... I'm afraid there has been a bloody battle in the city center, why do I only smell rotten tomatoes and rotten eggs in my nose?And the smell of spices...

Turing stopped the carriage and glanced at the brightly lit shopfront on his right, which was a brothel.

Never mind, it's just a waste of time.

[Reign of Chaos] emits a glimmer of light, activates anti-entropy, amplifies Turing's body, and at the same time strengthens the potion effect on him at a high speed.

In an instant, a strong and pungent smell of blood poured into his nostrils——

There are two strands!
He looked left and right, his nose fluttering:

One is from downtown, and one is...

Turing looked up to the west, just facing the line of sight behind the last pane of glass.

It was a prostitute with heavy makeup, leaning against the window on the third floor of the brothel, smoking a cigarette, with braids hanging on her left shoulder, looking curiously at Turing below.

He didn't pay much attention to it, just nodded politely, and drove towards the west of London.

Along the way, Turing did not encounter any abnormalities in this vampire city. It is not known whether the sudden outbreak of werewolf hunting was a good thing or a bad thing.It's just that the smell of blood in his nostrils became more intense. Just as he was passing through a narrow street and was about to stop the carriage, a guard spotted him.

They wore black uniforms, pure black leather gloves, half oval hats on their heads, and iron bats on the pointed tops. What they held in their hands looked like flintlock guns with bayonets, but the butts and pulls There are dense Gothic patterns on the bolts.

According to normal circumstances, this should be raped by a group of people, that is, "blood slaves".

A bearded man who also wore an iron bat on his chest stepped forward:
"Stop. It's late, what are you doing in the street?"

"I'm a delivery merchant, and I've only been in town for less than half an hour." Turing responded calmly.

The blood servant looked him up and down: "After zero o'clock, the road ahead will be blocked, and any carriage and irrelevant people are prohibited from traveling together. You should detour."

There are tricks...

Naturally, Turing would not die with these guards.Just when he was about to turn the carriage around, he thought of something.

He took out an inverted triangle bat badge from his pocket and showed it to the bearded man.

This badge was given to him by a blood servant who recognized him as the Supreme when he entered the city.Later, it was taken away by Jules, and when he received the long-coated hunter suit tonight, Jules pinned it on his clothes and returned it to him.

The bearded man was taken aback when he saw the badge, and then apologized in panic:

"Sorry, I don't know you... Please wait a moment, there are still a few outposts in the city ahead, I will immediately notify them to let you go."

He called a little bat hanging upside down from the eaves of the street corner, and after a chatter, he respectfully put Turing into the street. Before leaving, he told Turing that they would ensure that no wolves would interfere here, After that, they saluted in unison and put on etiquette.

Turing's carriage passed through three streets unimpeded, and finally stopped in front of a house.

The buildings here can no longer be called houses, but mansions.There are large and small yards and luxurious villas everywhere, but the style is still mysterious and deep Gothic, which looks more like a small castle than a villa in the traditional sense.

Turing no longer approached those buildings, but parked the carriage at a more peripheral position.In addition, he also found that there were no traces of those blood servants near here.Turing has already passed the so-called checkpoints, and there is still some distance from here.

Why is there such an ominous premonition... Why did the nose hunter point to this place that clearly belonged to the lair of vampires?Turing thought about it, and opened the map he had scanned in the Vice Brain Compiler.

From the Evil Breaking Alliance, he learned that most of the bloodthirsty territory in London, this mansion area obviously does not belong to any of them.

Turing put on the mask and crushed the special blood bag obtained from the quartermaster, which made the smell of ordinary people more like the same kind in the nose of the vampires, but if they got too close, they would still be found to be abnormal.

After getting ready, he put on the leather mask, followed the increasingly intense smell of blood and sneaked into the mansion at the end of the street alone, and fell into the bushes with precision.

Walking cautiously through the bushes, Turing found a kennel not far away, in which a "stiff dog" was sleeping.

Zombie dogs are hounds bred by blood clans with the bodies of strong dogs.Their sense of smell is extremely sensitive, and the blood bag that confuses the breath is mainly aimed at this kind of creature.

While passing by the inside of the gate, Turing found two strange stone slabs on the lawn inside the gate.

They are placed on the left and right beside the stone and brick road leading into the mansion.Turing recognized almost instantly that this thing was a gargoyle base.In other words, at least not long ago, there were two bloodthirsty men from the [Bruch] clan squatting on it.

The territory of the blood clan that did not appear in the intelligence network of the evil-slayer alliance, and there are gargoyle guards, and after zero o'clock, there will be blood slave guards forming a checkpoint... This place may be unusual, and there may be some secrets hidden.

Turing thought about it, and slipped around in the dense landscape vegetation, found an open window, turned over and got in.

This is a servant's room, but the whole house is filled with a large area of ​​dried blood, it seems that a murder has happened for a long time.Bloodstains spread from the outside of the room to the inside of the room, and then appeared on the window through which Turing entered.The crack opened by two bloody handprints and sharp claws is on the window sill. It seems that something killed the creatures here and escaped through the window.

The situation in front of him has exceeded Turing's purpose, but there seem to be many secrets here, and Turing is not ready to give up.

Following the strong smell of blood in his nostrils, Turing found countless bloodstains in every corner.But it's all old blood that has dried up for a long time, and even lumps can be dug out.In addition, he also found that no one had been to this place for a long time. Except for the obvious traces of walking on the first floor, the entire mansion was covered with thick dust.

"There is a person, or a creature living in the mansion... Let's just say it. It only hangs around on the first floor and will go out."

It's a pity that the sensory eyepiece cannot be used, otherwise Turing can obtain a large amount of information in a very short period of time, and even infer the general shape of the creature.

After confirming that the building was indeed uninhabited, Turing acted boldly, because the gargoyle base at the door indicated that there would be vampires returning here soon, and he needed to find the source of the bloody smell as soon as possible. If you can discover the secret here, you should be able to get a good harvest.

After exploring the entire house very quickly, Turing didn't even see a coffin where a bloodthirsty person slept, but found an envelope covered in dust.

The seal was made of red sealing putty, which was printed as a bat surrounded by wings and thrown aside.The contents of the letter inside appear to be about Bloodthirsty's interior:

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To Sir Sauron:

The era of Vanjoy's ruling has passed, and we don't have to show mercy to those remnants of the Devil Party who were once forgiven.They are good for being sacrificed.Don't ask me why I don't attack ordinary people, those little snacks will be terrified if they die too much, and those demon hunters and werewolves will take the opportunity to counterattack. When the sacrifice is completed, this powerful beast will be completely free We drive.

Kill list:

Radoje Coy

Graeme Dahl
Grandio Sala
Kaya Wagner

This is the new sacrifice list.They had something to do with a brothel, after all these once insane rebels could only find blood on rats and stinky necks of drunks and whores.

— Derek Fraser

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This seems to be an assassination order for bloodthirsty to kill each other.But it is not aimed at the secret party or the current rebel party, but another "devil party" that seems to be about to become extinct.

The person who wrote the letter was surnamed "Fraser", and should be from the same clan as the blood clan elder Sally Fraser that night, that is, [Rimmer], who is currently in control of the blood clan royal family in London.They hunt and sacrifice their once hostile kin to create some sort of powerful monster.

Turing took note of the contents of the letter and put it back in its original place.He was careful with the dust on the surface when opening the letter.

Apart from this letter, there was no other valuable information in the entire building, so Turing followed the bloody smell and came to a cellar entrance.

After opening the cellar, a more intense smell of blood rushed up, as well as the sound of ticking water.

He slipped in cautiously.

This is a damp basement with wooden barrels next to it, full of bloody smell, and a wooden faucet on it.Ticking blood was oozing from the cracks in the barrel to the ground, and the whole ground was covered with bright red blood.

"The wine cellar of the bloodthirsty..."

Turing pressed the leather mask on half of his face, wading through the blood and moving on.The smell of blood in his nostrils didn't seem to come from here.

At the end of the cellar, there was a thick wooden door that was concealed. Turing slowly pushed it open, walked down the long and long downward stairs, and a huge dark space appeared in front of him.

This is a huge underground prison. At this moment, he is standing on a rough and steel interlaced plane, and there are square cages below, in which dirty human beings are imprisoned.

In the Alliance Against Evil, Turing heard a saying:
Human blood factory.

The plane he is stepping on now is also a platform made up of those square cages.Walking forward is a passage that can barely be regarded as a bridge. There are no fences on both sides to cover it. The sound of chains hitting the sky can be heard from time to time in the midair of the zenith. Those blood-stained cages are like assembly lines under the operation of some kind of machinery. slide.

Inhuman... Turing frowned.

A shriveled body was locked in a cage. The moment he saw Turing, he stretched out his withered arms and opened his mouth wide, but without making any sound, he was hung and transported into the darkness.

Turing crossed the bridge and came to another downward staircase. From here, he could see the torch lights flying below, which was the bottom of this space.

On the side, there is a deep pit, and two well-dressed figures are carrying something to the edge of the pit.

Turing walked down the stairs cautiously, hid behind a pile of cages full of dead bodies, and observed the two figures.

Those are two blood races.

They were wearing the red trench coats of the [Rimmer] clan, and the dim firelight illuminated the logo on their chests. These were two [Blood Warriors], equivalent to the elite group of young blood clans, that is, elite combat members under a hundred years old.

They carried two shriveled corpses on their shoulders and threw them into the deep pit below.

"Only when that monster is out can we do the dirty work...Damn it, I always thought I was a noble blood servant, not a dirty gravedigger!"

"Keep your voice down, the echo is very loud here, your humming and chirping voice already makes my ears hurt."

"Now? Going to have a drink?"

"Halken asked us to ban AWOL tonight, or we'll be locked up in the Iron Maiden."

The voices of the two became quieter, and Turing had to listen attentively.

Suddenly, Turing felt his shoulders sink, and a biting chill hit his whole body——

It was a withered palm.

Turing turned his head in an instant and saw a dry and empty face:

"What are you doing?"

(End of this chapter)