binary dead train

Chapter 568 Mummy
The low and cold tone made Turing's scalp explode, and he turned around and realized that it was a person.

He was huddled in a rusty, cramped cell among other cells filled with dead bodies.The face is haggard, and the wrinkled skin clings to the bones like bark, shriveled and dull.His whole face was as bloodless as the corpse beside him, and his weak heartbeat was also one of the reasons why Turing didn't find him.

Turing immediately raised a finger and pointed to the vampire over there, while hiding deeper at an extremely fast speed.

The man's voice was extremely low, because his physical state could only allow him to speak like this, but even so, it had already attracted the attention of the two bloodthirsty people.One of them stopped what he was doing and took two steps towards this side:

"Did you hear anything?"

"These two-legged sheep that have been scrapped will make different sounds every day, but they are destined to become weaker and weaker until they are drained of every drop of blood and thrown into the deep pit. Go, Grewig, this Nothing to see."

"But I smell something else..."

"Did you forget what Dr. Baker said? They're like mice, they're also incontinent...Maybe all you smell is excrement, exactly the same as those beasts in the stinky gutters."

"maybe……"

The two blood races talked and left in the direction they came.

The lines of [Reign of Chaos] gradually darkened, and Turing stopped holding his breath.

He looked back at the survivor in the cage.Although he looked haggard and in extremely poor condition, after realizing that his voice had attracted the attention of the two blood races, he tightly covered his mouth and nose, and uncontrollable fear radiated from his dark eyes.

His mental state is no different than his physical state.In the situation just now, Turing didn't know if he would make some other crazy moves to expose himself, and now it seems that he should still be able to communicate.

"Don't be nervous, I'll get you out, but you have to tell me what happened here first."

The dead gray eyes were slightly brighter, and the "corpse" reluctantly nodded.

"Who are you and how did you get locked up here?"

"me……"

The man's voice was weak, and Turing stuffed a dry ration and his own water bottle from outside the iron cage, and he immediately gobbled it up.These dry rations rationed by the Evil-Breaking Alliance are hard dried bacon. He bit it very hard, but he still swallowed it like a gulp:

"I'm... the...reporter of the London Daily... I've been caught... You must save me! You must... save me! This place is full of horrible monsters, demons! They drained Cynthia's blood Feed it to another monster...I...I can't save her..."

"If you don't want to bring back those bloodthirsty people, calm down. I can get you out, but you have to tell me what happened here first." Turing stopped the other party's gradually rising voice, the man It was only then that he realized that the person in front of him was the only life-saving straw, and nodded like smashing garlic.

"Please... Excuse me, are you a witcher?"

Seeing that Turing nodded, he settled down a few copies:

"Cynthia... Cynthia is my assistant, she was arrested here just like me... I thought it was my report... I wrote too much, they wanted to lock us up... But that's not the case at all! This group Beasts... demons... they slaughtered us like livestock and drew blood... God, I really didn't expect these vampires to be so mad..."

"How many people have been imprisoned here? Why are you still alive?"

"I don't know... there are a lot of people here, many people who disobey them are locked here... As for me? They tasted my blood... think I'm unclean...I swear, I didn't expect those whores to infect My venereal disease would have saved me..."

Turing twitched the corners of his mouth, and moved back unnaturally:
"continue."

"They lock up human beings, draw their blood, and put them in wine barrels for storage, or feed them to that masked monster... blood and dead people like me who are unclean in their eyes will be thrown here...then The huge pit next to it is full of mummies, even Cynthia was thrown in it... God, I just want to go home now! I have a wife and a daughter..."

"Monster? What monster?"

Turing sniffled.The potion enhanced by anti-entropy in his body was still working, like a bloody path leading him to the depths of the human blood factory.

"Can you... can you open this cage first? I really don't want to sit in it... It's dirty and broken and it's all rusted steel..."

"You have my promise, I will rescue you. So don't worry, tell me what happened here. Why don't you start with that monster?"

"Okay...okay..." the man pumped his throat, "Those blood-sucking demons...they locked many people here to feed a monster...that thing was wearing an iron mask, and it was tall, and it looked like a monster from a distance. It looks like a normal person. But its glasses are purple, it has shackles on its body, it walks like a madman, and it makes demonic noises... I once saw it cut a person alive, and then took it off The mask reveals a mouth full of blood and eats people in!"

"Those vampires are here to draw our blood to feed that monster... What did they mention... what kind of sacrifice, and there is... something called the Moon Watching Altar?"

Moonwatching Altar?

Turing frowned.

Evangelos' commission was for him to bring "Acracia" to the Moon Observation Altar.Judging from what this man said, even if the monster here is not "Acracia", it is very likely to be related to Accracia?

Turing reserved this rash conjecture because he did not believe in such a coincidence:
"What else did they say besides the Moon Watching Altar? Have you ever heard the word 'Acracia'?"

"Akela... No, I must have an impression of such a difficult name, I have never heard of it..." The man shook his head, and became emotional again, "Listen, if you want to destroy this place, I will Will definitely tell you all I know, but right now I really want to get out of here! That thing is going to be taken out by them through the passage here every once in a while, and it will come back at any time! Please!"

The reason for the man's panic seems to be not only the desire for freedom, but also the fear of that "monster".

Turing thought: "How long does that thing usually go out?"

"Three... three hours. No... two hours." The man immediately changed his words, "You...what do you want to do? We should get out of here quickly, or..."

"Okay, I'll let you out now."

With a crisp sound of the cage door, the rusty lock was directly pulled off.

The man climbed out with tears of gratitude:
"Thank you... Thank you so much, you must be an angel sent by God... Let's get out of there quickly, I know the way..."

Before he finished speaking, he saw a palm zooming in at high speed in his line of sight, cutting it on the back of his head in an instant.

puff.

Turing picked up the unlucky reporter and came to the deep pit where the bloodthirsty people dumped their corpses. He saw a dense pile of mummified corpses below, and the stench of insects and flies rushed towards his face under the lingering smell of blood.Even Turing was shocked to see it.

"These creatures have no humanity at all..."

The situation in front of him was somewhat inconsistent with the effect of the potion that Wales said. The bloodthirsty people who appeared in front of him just now were two blood servants, but they were not caught by the smell of the potion at all, but were led to a deeper place.He wasn't sure, it might be that the enhancement of anti-entropy added some other effects to the potion, all in all...

So far.

But no matter whether it was a mistake or a good luck, that's the end of it.Even if there is information about Accrasia here, it will be very difficult to get out if you continue to go deep.It is better to stand still and inform the evil-breaking alliance of the situation here, and it is the best policy to use their strength.

After making up his mind, Turing immediately returned to the basement of the manor from the stairs piled up with iron cages, but just as he was about to climb up to the first floor with the reporter on his shoulders, a strange sound came from beside his ears:

puff.

Turing was very familiar with this sound, and when the phantom limb crushed the human head, it made a similar sound.

He retreated from the basement almost instantly, returned to his previous hiding place in the human blood factory, and stuffed the reporter he was carrying back into the cage.

Accompanied by the sound of footsteps, a group of people in blood-red uniforms rushed in.

There is no doubt that this is a team of blood clans, and all of them are blood servants, there are more than a dozen people.What made Turing's heart sink was that the leader walking in front was wearing the uniform of a blood clan elder!

Sally Fraser... Turing's breathing gradually weakened, and the sound of his heartbeat was weakened to the extreme under the physiological control of the phantom limb.

This was the bloodthirsty elder who participated in snatching his own blood that night.

"Oh... this incomparably noble smell... I think it must be... that's right, Patriarch Fraser, my blood father..."

A tall blood race came out with two subordinates.He was carrying a coffin, with a flattering smile on his face: "What made you come here?"

Sally raised a fist to stop the bloodthirsty team behind:
"Dear Higgins, have you heard any difference in Night Breeze tonight?"

Higgins was stunned: "You mean... the howling of those beasts?"

"Since you know, the Ripper shouldn't have been released."

"I'm sorry, my blood father. But it went out before the wolf howled. You know, it goes out at a fixed time every time...I'll send someone to call it back..."

"No need." Sally Fraser said indifferently, "We've already found it."

A ferocious and deep roar came from the entrance, and a figure soaked in blood and moving like a madman came into Turing's eyes.

(End of this chapter)