I have a shelter

"In the east of the castle is their 'den'. You can go and take a look at the monsters inside. Lena, I believe that after you see it, you will definitely not be able to eat for many days."

Lena nodded, she guessed it.

In the Western Region, she has seen some castles like this, where people and 'monsters' live in 'harmony' together. The owner will keep the 'breeding area' clean and comfortable, and only set foot in it when the mood strikes. Enter the 'breeding area' and play hide-and-seek with the food.

All the sane vampires and survivors live in fear in the breeding area every day. Those that are completely crazy will be summoned to the real nest by their owner to prevent them from stealing food.

"Those monsters that I burned to ashes, after discovering my identity, in their final madness, claimed that they were the truly more advanced species." In the knight's description, for those crazy people The blood descendant used the word 'monster' many times, and his tone was sometimes regretful, sometimes full of contempt and disdain.

According to the description of the knight, those blood descendants who have gone completely crazy look very similar to scavengers, but they have terrifying cracks on their faces - Lena and the others call them 'blood thirsty ones'.

Those who were in a slightly milder condition were also rotten all over and turned into crazy "Scarlet Hunters", with no possibility of regaining their sanity.

These completely demonized things thought they were a more advanced species - because they were no longer as afraid of the sun as they once were, but like their masters, they gradually transformed into advanced creatures like demons.

"It's ridiculous. When you pass by in a while, please help me clean up there. Lena, I'm afraid that in my anger, I will use the 'Forbidden Black Flame' to ignite this castle. The Lord will definitely kill me. "

"I'll deal with it." Lena nodded in agreement.

"By the way, whose 'serum' was used today?" Bob asked in a low voice after seeing no one around.

"It's mine." Lena looked a little embarrassed. Everyone usually inquires about this kind of thing in private: "Don't worry, three liters of blood was drawn from me, which is definitely enough for more than 300 people here. "

He is considered a third generation blood descendant. Qualified to be called 'Marquis'.

The antidote potion made from one's own serum can cure even some people who have been directly infected by the black devil, as long as the body does not start to mutate into a 'blood-thirsty person'.

Even many Scarlet Hunters were able to detoxify under this potion, but wizards discovered that after curing this thing, what they turned into was not a human being, but an advanced zombie that could fly over walls and walls.

In fact, even the 'Blood Thirsty' was cured by using Tanya's serum, but as for the next thing, it was a powerful scavenger.

They have completely changed into human beings.

"Ahem, these newcomers are so lucky." The knight's face was also very embarrassed.

Since Rosted joined the team, he has taken over the potion aspect. In this regard, he, Anthony, is much better. The latest type of medicine to cure blood diseases uses the blood serum of blood descendants.

Because of the degree of corruption of the healed, there will occasionally be a few 'madmen' who turn into strange monsters after treatment. This is actually a problem of these crazy blood descendants who have begun to transform into undead creatures and even into chaotic species. However, those knights who do not know much about magic superstitiously believe that blood donors are not good.

Each of them believes that only their own blood is the best - this kind of private discussion is only held in Heidai.

After chatting for a few more words, Lena walked in the direction pointed by the knight.

After passing two corridors, the smell of blood nearby became stronger and stronger, and the carpet underfoot began to become dirty and damp.

Lena opened the door of the hall at the end, and was faced with a strong stench, which almost made her retching.

The hall was extremely dark, and the cold air was like thick blood, making Lena feel uncomfortable all over. She looked around and found that the hall was extremely messy, with torn flesh and blood everywhere. It seems that this is the blood demon's special 'slaughterhouse', where he often eats and plays. And leave those 'blood essences' here to grow slowly.

There were scratches all over the walls, some scratched casually by the demon in pleasure, and some scratched by the human before death. Lena looked intently and could still see the scratch marks on the wall, as well as the nails left by those tragic victims while scratching.

She looked up and looked around, and found that in the gaps between the many bookcases, there were many twisted sarcomas, sticking all kinds of debris together. These sarcomas are covered with blood vessels. These blood vessels are like vines, growing out of the sarcomas and climbing everywhere.

There were some larger sarcomas with human heads growing on them, as if the sarcomas were originally his dead body. Amidst the painful groans and struggles, the head kept wailing, and the body kept swelling and pulsing, like hearts.

They are the blood essence left by the blood demon. Obviously, only a few hundred more people need to be slaughtered for these tumors and blood vessels to spread to every corner of the castle.

A lump of disgusting blood suddenly squeezed out from the sarcoma. Lena turned around and avoided it, leaving an afterimage in place, preventing the disgusting thing from contaminating her wizard armor. Then she stretched out her hand and raised her pupils.

Immediately afterwards, the surrounding sarcomas and blood vessels were all under her spell, and blood mist was continuously extracted from them.

As the blood condensed between the witch's hands, it gradually rolled into a large blood clot. The blood clot began to be continuously compressed and evaporated by her, and finally left a red crystal.

When the last wisp of blood mist condensed on the 'blood crystal', the twisted tumors and blood vessels finally weathered and broke.

Lena looked at the thumb-sized blood crystal in her hand and knew that all the 'essence' accumulated by this blood demon over the past few years was in it.

The blood crystal was black and red, and extremely dirty. Before it was treated with potions, it was only suitable for casting spells, not for taking, otherwise it would be bad if taken too much.

Thinking of her last 'transformation', Lena shuddered.

After cleaning up here, Lena felt much better. She wandered around the castle. Gradually, she left this hunting ground and returned to the upstairs of the main hall. On the way, she saw someone holding a flag, ready to hang it on the top of the castle. The great lord knew that this place had been handled.

Standing in front of the handrail on the second floor, Lena looked down and saw that the knights had already dealt with this place. Many jewels and paintings were carried to the main hall and began to pack. Many of the "blood descendants" and many survivors in the castle had been pulled into the main hall.

"Bob" and other knights were interrogating these people - whether they were survivors or blood descendants, there were black-hearted people who helped the evil, and there were innocent people. And no one could hide their crimes in front of these knights and priests whose eyes could see through people's hearts and whose spells could make people speak out.

The truly innocent, or those who had room for reform, would be sent to the wizards next door to receive treatment for blood poisoning or injuries, as well as psychological counseling from priests. As for those who were unforgivable, they had only one way to die.

Many people's past behavior was outrageous, and cannibalism was not only happening among blood descendants.

Some blood descendants found that they were declared innocent because they did not miss any bad things. They were stunned for a while and could not believe the words of the knights. It was not until they were sent to the wizard by the priests that they realized that their abnormality was not because they were demons, but because they had some strange disease.

They couldn't help crying, and suddenly found that their persistence over the years was finally rewarded at this moment.

After watching for a while, Lena lost interest. She went upstairs to wander around.

Upstairs was the area where the family of the castle owner used to live. The environment here was not bad. It seemed that the blood demon chose its hunting ground in the farthest area from here before it completely lost its mind.

After pushing open a bedroom, Lena found that the fireplace here was still burning, but there was no one in the house. The whole room was very warm, and the air exuded fragrance. It seemed to be a woman's boudoir.

She glanced in the direction of the wardrobe and walked to the dressing table.

After opening the jewelry box, Lena looked at the exquisite jewelry in it and felt a little envious. Although she wanted to pick a few pieces, she still held back.

After all, doing this in front of the master is a bit too much like robbery. So, let Dirk and other bandits clean up, and then I can just pick a few pieces from them.

This is not considered robbery.

After looking around, Lena came to the window. She saw a ball of ashes under the curtains.

It should belong to some unlucky guy.

Looking at the ashes, Lena couldn't help but recall the past. She remembered the knight who made her so scared until now, and the tall back standing in front of her and protecting her.

Unlike Theresa and other sisters, the person who changed everything for her was not the "Dan" who suddenly broke into their lives. It was the figure that she would never forget.

Now, she is qualified to contact him, and can hold her chest high and talk to him with an upright identity. But he seems to have forgotten who he is.

'Thank you "Dan", thank Hathaway's mother, thank all the old people, thank the light of dawn, thank you, Jack. '

Now, the arbitration group is no longer the same as it used to be. As a member of it, she has her own persistence and knows her mission. Naturally, she can handle such things with her companions.

There was a sudden noise outside the window, and Lena looked out.

The sunlight was a little dazzling, and the great lord had led people into the inner courtyard of the castle. He and Alfonso and others were surrounding a hanging, strangely shaped iron cage in the courtyard, pointing and talking.

The snow under the iron cage was red, and there were several blood barrels lying on the ground not far away. The spilled blood had frozen the ground into ice.

Near the blood barrels, there were two piles of ashes, which seemed to have turned into flying ashes in the sudden sunlight.

Several knights lifted the new body on the execution platform, carried it outside, and began to burn it. After listening to George's description, Duke Alfonso picked up the flail angrily and vented his anger on the iron cage.

It is not time to extinguish this holy object yet. Otherwise, once the area is covered by fog again, all the blood descendants in the castle who are not controlled by the master will run away.

These people have not taken the potion yet. Some have gone completely crazy, and some still have some sanity that can be saved.

As a descendant of the blood, she cared about her companions and hoped that they could enter the warm embrace of the shelter like herself. But at the same time, she also knew that if one of these guys who had not yet learned how to control themselves escaped, then a village that was still alive in this basin would be finished.

She pulled up the thick curtains, and the bedroom was shrouded in darkness again.

Then she walked to the closet and opened it, and a shivering girl hiding between the clothes appeared in front of her.

At this moment, the girl suddenly pounced over and stretched out the fruit knife in her hand. However, at this moment, the girl suddenly realized that it was a person in front of her, not those monsters, and she couldn't help but want to retract her hand. But the blood vessels on the stranger's neck and the smell of blood on her robes suddenly revealed a hint of madness in the girl's eyes, and the stranger bared his fangs.

The closet suddenly broke into pieces under the girl's amazing power. Lena said softly, grabbed her neck, and pressed her against the wall.

After struggling for several times, the girl suddenly felt a fear from the depths of her soul in Lena's cold eyes. Her body trembled uncontrollably, and her mind completely cooled down from the madness and regained her sanity.

Then, she found that her lace pajamas were torn to pieces by this woman.

Her mind was blank.

'Sure enough'

Lena saw that there was a horrible tooth mark next to the girl's clavicle - the horrible fangs in the monster's mouth almost dug into the girl's heart from the girl's clavicle. Obviously, in this castle, only the girl's father could do it.

Lena said in her heart: 'Poor little girl, you can still be saved. '

"Who are you?"

"Shut up, little girl. You are not qualified to ask questions until you can prove that you are not just a vampire!"

The girl trembled. In her eyes, this cold human female knight was like the big devil, which made her feel scared.

In her fear, Lena nodded with satisfaction. She knew that only by understanding fear can one know awe and cherish.

Reverence and cherishment are often a good start for a person in darkness to break away from the past and embrace the future.

After leading Alfonso to see what the "blood disaster" is, George left a few teams to continue to deal with the spoils, castle finances, and refugees in the castle. George took the others and went straight to the "Wind Whispering Castle".