Huh? Are they all real?

Who am I?

What a great question.

In the past, Morne could directly tell him that he was Morne Cromwell.

But now, he doesn't know how to answer others about who he is.

Is he the Eternal King Erenion Gil-galad? Or Trajan, King of Sword and Shield of Westeros? Or maybe Constantine, the exorcist saint? !

And there are many more such problems.

Moen felt like he couldn't come up with any useful answers.

He once thought those memories were just archives one after another.

But now it seems that it is much more than that.

But Moen knew how to answer the man in front of him.

That means not answering.

Just enjoying his food slowly.

Let him disintegrate his psychological defenses in suspicion and panic.

As expected.

At first he tried to calm himself down.

But under the pressure of the unknown, he soon couldn't hold it any longer.

A random passerby reveals everything he tried so hard to hide?

If you tell me this kind of thing, I'm afraid no one will believe it.

I will only feel that this is a game against myself!

This is the normal thinking of normal people. The man is obviously a normal person, and he is also a very smart and capable normal person.

Likewise, he is also a normal person who is afraid of death.

So during this short period of time, his psychological defense completely collapsed.

Moen also felt that it was almost done.

Then he stood up and said:

"Let's talk in another place."

But what Moen didn't expect was that the man collapsed completely.

He said with a look of horror on his face:

"Right here, right here, I don't want to go anywhere else! Please, I don't want to go anywhere else!"

Moen couldn't help but look at him, watching him move closer to the dining table behind him.

Moen knew that he had frightened him too much, and now he was worried that he was going to kill him.

So I thought it might be better in a crowded place.

This left Moen a little speechless.

He didn't expect his method to be so effective.

But it doesn’t matter. The more you fear yourself, the better it will be.

Therefore, Moen smiled directly and said:

"Follow yourself, you can still survive, so, how do you choose?"

The other party immediately stood up and said:

"I'll come, I'll come!"

He is indeed a very sincere person.

Moen smiled with satisfaction.

Then he took him to his room.

After crushing a secret rune and showing it to the other party.

Morn put his hand on the Lord of the Rings and asked:

"As a stranger, you actually possessed a prince."

"It's no wonder you want to run away. This is indeed a very dangerous thing. Although the Bloodthirsty Sect has declined, there are still angels."

The time travelers cannot hide from the eyes of angels.

At least most time travelers don't have this ability.

The man's mood has slowly stabilized, because he found that Moen didn't seem to be chasing him.

After carefully pouring himself a glass of water, he said shakily:

"You may not know that I am the last prince."

The last prince?

Three sons were born to Blood Moon and Crimson Queen. The eldest son died before Blood Moon became a god, leaving the largest number of heirs.

The second son and the youngest son both died by his own hands.

Yaozi had many concubines, but she had no heirs.

The second son left a small number of descendants, the most outstanding of whom even became angels and became the Son of God.

Most loved by the family.

It is also the Holy Son that Morn thinks is the most difficult to kill. Wang Si's recovery ability is indeed much stronger than that of the Duke.

They have exaggerated to the point where their own blood can be used.

After the Blood Moon was sealed, the Bloodthirsty Faction escaped from the Dark Moon under the leadership of these kings.

Moen remembered that at that time, after many years of reproduction, even though he killed many people, many people from Wang Jue's lineage still escaped.

How come now, only one person, the king, who is supposed to be very important to the Blood Thirsty Faction, is left?

Even the body of this single remaining seedling was taken over by a stranger.

"what happened?"

The man stroked his arms and said:

"Five years ago, they tried to bring back the sealed Blood Moon using my original body, a being with the blood of a god, as a basis."

"And this experimentation has been going on for at least a thousand years."

"I appeared because they killed the original soul, and when they were performing the ritual, they accidentally called me over."

"Of course, that's what I thought at first, but then I found out we were in groups, but I still think it's true."

It seems that as time goes by, the kings and nobles gradually lose their right to speak, causing themselves to simply become a prop used by the Blood Thirsty Sect to bring back the Blood Moon.

And this human couplet traveler is the unlucky guy who encountered a strange ritual.

Moen asked directly:

"Why are you still alive?"

"Because my situation is very special, I also tried to play the role of the returning evil god, but they saw through it at a glance and suffered terrible torture."

The situation of strangers was indeed very special five years ago.

So it was normal to be left behind.

"Just how did you escape?"

"I don't know. I just know that about a year ago, they suddenly became nice to me. They no longer tortured me in various ways, and even gave me a certain degree of freedom."

"I don't know what happened. But I know it must not be a good thing. Those demons are not so kind."

The reason why his psychological defense collapsed so quickly just now was because he remembered the torture he suffered.

After finally escaping, he couldn't imagine the miserable situation he would be in after he returned.

Although Ms. Lily was imprisoned in the past, at least the elves just imprisoned her.

There was no torture, and Ms. Lily even felt that she was eating well.

As for him, he really had to resist torture for several years.

"So I pretended to cooperate and felt a great kindness to them. Then, I had the opportunity to contact more people and got help from other vampires!"

After saying that, the man pointed to his clothes and said:

"They were the ones who secretly let me go. At the same time, he gave me this dress. He said I could keep the emblem, which might come in handy."

"who is he?"

"The second son of Duke Bathory."

Moen frowned slightly and said:

"How much more do you know?"

"Duke Bathory, one of the eight great dukes of the Vampire Clan. I definitely saw him there, as well as his eldest son and second son."

"Through some of the conversations I heard, I can conclude that not only the Bathory family among the Eight Dukes is involved."

The Eight Dukes and the Bloodthirsty Faction got mixed up?

It seems that they are dissatisfied with Darkmoon's long absence.

After she left, Dark Moon closed her heart.

Therefore, her existence is almost dispensable to the vampires.

The goddess who lost her king has no will to care about other things!

Pray to her and she will not respond, insult her and she will not punish you.

In this case, there is no need to expect her to protect her own interests and identity.

This may not be a problem in the short term, after all, they will be afraid of the goddess's power.

But if time goes by, they realize that there is no difference between the goddess really existing and not existing.

In order to gain greater benefits for oneself, it does make sense to release the blood moon.

Just saying.

"Then why did Bathory's second son let you go?"

Moen probably guessed the answer, but still wanted to hear him say:

"He was dissatisfied with his father's decision. He felt that releasing Blood Moon was the wrong choice. After all, he was a well-known evil god."

"Also, he killed the other princes!"

So fierce? !

Moen was a little surprised, whether he simply felt that it was wrong to seek refuge in the Blood Moon, or he still insisted on his belief in the Dark Moon.

This guy has made meritorious deeds.

But the only question is, can the second son of a duke really do so many things bypassing his father?

Forget about other places, the hierarchy of the Vampire Clan is almost strict.

Moreover, there are still some doubts in the statement of the person in front of me.

It wasn't that Moen suspected that he was still lying.

But Moen felt that the information he was exposed to might have been deliberately filtered.

To combat various extraordinary means used for censorship.

The most common one is to make the person being examined feel that they know the answer.

In this way, even if the answer he gets is ridiculously wrong, most extraordinary means will not be able to detect the problem.

Moen worried that he was here too.

After thinking for a moment, Moen asked:

"What's your name?"

"This side or that side?"

"Tell me everything."

"My name in the People's League is Lester Heather."

Lester Heather? !

"Heather family?"

"Do you know the situation over there? However, I am not a big deal. I am just a marginal member of the family. The real talker of the Heather family is Lily Heather."

Ah, I don’t know this, but Ms. Lily’s ghost is still haunting me.

Even she is still in Qiqiu.

Moen thought that after going to the Forest of Sacred Trees, Ms. Lily would not be a problem.

I didn't expect it to turn out like this in the end.

"And my name here should be Tesla Elgula."

"By the way, can I ask you where this ship is going?"

Lester Heather asked curiously.

"You came up here without knowing anything?"

"I just wanted to escape that place as much as possible, so after I discovered that the boats here were all long-distance ferries, I went up to it. I didn't know where exactly it was."

"Qiqiu, this is the boat to Qiqiu, and since you are from the Heather family, maybe Qiqiu is a good place for you."

Moen thought this would be good news for him.

But he didn't expect that after hearing this, he became panicked:

"Qiqiu?! No, no, not Qiqiu!"

"Qiqiu is no good, I want to leave here, I want to leave here! I can't go to Qiqiu, I can't go to Qiqiu!"

"Why can't we go to Qiqiu?"

Moen hurriedly held down the panicked man.

But it was of little use, because he still said with a face full of fear:

"Because they are also going to Qiqiu!"

——

The Vampire Clan does not have a specific base camp.

Because their family castle is a war fortress that can fly and move everywhere.

This is prepared for the Apocalypse War.

The bigger the family, the bigger the castle.

As the castle of the blood duke, the castle of the Bathory family is almost like a flying mountain to the mortals below.

And on the top of the fortress.

Duke Bathory was listening to his sons' report:

"So the matter between the Shadow Sun and the Steel Heart Church has ended?"

"Yes, father, so I think the problem between the elves and the Steel Heart Church should not affect us."

"That's good, those short-lived species don't know how powerful the long ears are, and we noble blood races will not forget it."

If the elves make a big move, he will have to move to other continents.

Those long ears are not only good at fighting, but also too xenophobic.

After Duke Bathory nodded, he waved his hand directly to the side, and a young woman immediately stepped forward with fear.

For her, Duke Bathory just patted her shoulders gently like a kitten:

"Don't worry, don't worry, I won't hurt you, I am a kind Duke."

This seemed to work, and the frightened girl recovered slightly.

"Thank you, sir."

"You're welcome, my men seem to have misunderstood you, so to apologize, can I know your wish?"

The Duke's extremely kind smile made the girl's frightened heart slightly ease.

She asked with a little expectation:

"So can I go home?"

"Go home? Of course, but where is your home, beautiful lady?"

"Osay, my home is in the Principality of Meereen on the Osay Peninsula, on the small plain west of Meereen."

As if she saw hope, the girl spoke more and more excitedly.

But at this moment, Duke Bathory directly bit her throat.

Sip her blood in big mouthfuls.

He doesn't like to taste frightened food.

But after a moment, Duke Bathory threw the girl in his arms down in anger:

"Virgin, I want a virgin! Why can't you, a fool, tell the difference!"

In front of him, his sons knelt down in fear.

"But, but father, she has indeed not been touched by a man!"

"It's just that she has not been touched by a man! She is no longer a symbol of purity. I want a flawless virgin. You fool, I actually think you can compare to your brother!"

In the Duke's anger, he smashed his wine glass on the eldest son's head.

The eldest son's head was broken and bleeding, but he didn't dare to speak, and could only lower his head tightly.

And that girl, the beautiful girl who was forcibly abducted and really fantasized about going home until just now.

At this moment, she was lying on the steps dying.

Her throat was completely bitten.

A large amount of blood almost sprayed and dyed the entire step red.

She was dead, but she was still alive now.

She could only watch in despair as her body gradually became as cold as everything here.

She might not understand what she had done wrong until she died.

After a long time, the girl's body was cleaned away by the servants almost numbly.

Then a new girl walked in timidly in a brand new dress.

This time, Duke Bathory smelled the smell carefully.

Then he showed a satisfied look.

"Is this prepared by your brother? The bright red dress shows his taste. Well, for your brother's sake, tell me, what do the others say?"

The eldest son said:

"Because the elves did not make any big moves, they all agreed to come to the Seven Hills."

Duke Bathory, who took the girl into his arms, stopped the trembling girl and smiled:

"It seems that we will let the whole world know where the nobility of the blood race comes from!"