Even Pseudo-girl Vampires Can Survive Calmly in Another World

"Oh oh oh! Well done!—" The crowd cheered in unison.

"But..." The girl who played the piano gave a 'but', which instantly made everyone quiet, with a bad premonition in their hearts.

No way?This couple has gone through so many hardships, is there any hardship waiting for them?

"The Vampire Grand Duke was very determined, and immediately led people to stop the two of them on the shore, intending to capture his daughter and lock her back."

"My vampire friend is begging..."

"But it was completely useless. She could only run away with her husband. The Grand Duke of Vampire did not catch up quickly. He knew that it would be dawn soon. His daughter was not wearing a cloak or an umbrella now. Find a cave to hide in, it won't be far away..."

"However, he was still wrong..." The woman playing the piano had a heavy tone, as if she was going to say something bad about it.

"Her daughter is a free vampire, and she is a wonderful person made of 'love', 'freedom', and 'soul'. I also know this deeply..."

"It's impossible for her to be locked up..."

"She took her husband's hand and ran towards the east in the forest...Run and run..."

"When the sun came out, she kissed her husband for the last time, and then turned into ashes."

Everyone who listened to the story kept holding their hearts, and finally burst into tears after hearing the ending, and some even burst into tears.

"why?!--"

"Whooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo"

"Ahhh—my heart aches!—"

"Why did you push them to this point?!—"

The woman playing the piano played a dirge, as if paying homage to her vampire friend.

But where does she have any vampire friends?This story was only made up by a senior bard three days ago, and then——

'Thank you, I'm in Francis, just got off the carriage. '

'Thanks to everyone's support, I will now share a story I just made up, which is below, and those who are interested can take it by themselves. '

'Reminder, when telling this story, it is best to narrate it as a friend of the protagonist. The old people know that this is a technique to improve the audience's sense of substitution. Newcomers can master it after a while, so don't worry about yourself. My storytelling skills are not good...'

'If you want to guard against arrogance and impetuosity, it will happen naturally. '

'...'

Bards have the technology of trans-horizon communication, which is the "veil of fate" covering their eyes. After their exploration and research, they have mastered the skill of using "fate" to transmit words.

This is not looking directly at fate, it will not directly burn their eyes.

Instead, putting words and thoughts into fate has no effect on fate, just like dust in the universe, but other dust can easily find its existence...

So they gathered together and became comets, planets, stars...

Countless words and thoughts are gathered in it, and bards can also call and consult these common properties at any time, and communicate through their 'stars'.

The woman playing the piano recorded the reactions of the people around her and sent them to the 'star' to feed back the reaction of the story to the seniors.

But suddenly, a turbulent wave of information rose on the surface of the 'star', and she glanced at it casually——

'Ancestor of Destiny appeared! ! ! '

'look up!Everyone in Faust look up!This is still a web weaver! '

Returning to reality, the woman playing the piano looked up at the sky——

I saw a huge, bright red net covering the world, and every red thread exudes a mysterious meaning.

'How come... so suddenly...'

How did this web come about?Obviously not just now... Could it be that the web weaver or something wove this web in an instant?

The woman playing the piano is a new bard and doesn't know much about the inside story, so she quickly connected to 'Star' to search for the information she wanted.

Fortunately, some big bosses will come out soon to explain the current situation to the newcomers.

'Before the web weavers gain real control over the 'web of life', the 'web of life' is regarded as something in the 'world', just like the webs of previous web weavers, we cannot see them Because they're part of the world and don't show up on purpose...'

"The current situation is obvious, this Web Weaver... is a knowledgeable guy, and he was not fooled by that "Web Weaver"..."

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The second update this morning is here! ~

(This month is coming to an end...I can write 30 words a month, which I didn't dare to think about before...but now I dare to think about 150 million words a month, what's going on?)

(If I live alone in the future, maybe I can do it? At least no one will urge me to go to bed, um... If I can earn rent money, I can move out... It’s fine to go back to my hometown, there are too many strange acquaintances, it’s even more troublesome... ...)

Chapter 174 Chapter 173: There is Yin here who framed and framed ([-])

Although the net of life has been woven, Fan Helsing has no intention of using it.

After all, this thing was originally intended to help Lucifer catch traversers, and Van Helsing himself didn't have much desire for it.

Even the perspective of "Fate True Ancestor" looking directly at fate has been turned off by himself, otherwise in his eyes——

Van Helsing opened his camera and glanced again...

The world is a turbulent chaos, and everything has countless double images, just like putting all the action frames from the beginning to the end of a never-ending movie within one frame, and the possibility of each action following The sex was directly displayed in front of his eyes...

For example, Lucifer is eating ice cream right now, but she might stop eating the next second, or she might eat it all at once, or even throw away the ice cream, and flee the scene in a panic that is unique to dieters.

And the ice cream that fell on the ground may be cleaned up by the evil spirit maid in the next second, or stepped on by the faceless man, almost slipping the faceless man, or more likely to be picked up by Van Helsing himself and thrown on the ground. In the trash can next to...

Every possibility was clearly seen by Van Helsing.

"Fan Helsing, your eyes are so weird...why did you suddenly open your magic eye?" Lucifer leaned against the wall, licking the ice cream.

It was three o'clock in the morning, Lucifer took advantage of Katyusha's sleep, and specially ran to the kitchen to eat ice cream, and happened to meet Van Helsing who also came to eat ice cream.

Van Helsing's eyeballs are now like balls of red wool, with dense red threads surging inside——

This is called the "Magic Eye of Destiny" by all the True Ancestors of Destiny. It is a state that the True Ancestors of Destiny will only show after they are serious. Usually, just flipping the fate is enough to deal with most things.

"Lucifer, do you know..." Fan Helsing closed his eyes, sat down on the stool, his tone was somewhat dull.

"It sucks to stare at fate..."

There are footsteps of faceless men patrolling past outside the door...

"I just felt... like a stop-motion animation, showing all your behaviors... frame by frame, even how you speak and what you say... you can choose from countless possibilities. My heart...plays in front of me..."

"This feeling...is too sad..."

Van Helsing was downcast.

He'd never thought of his friends and family as puppets, nor would he want to...

Lucifer rolled his dead fish eyes and continued to lick the ice cream.

Suddenly, single-handedly, she took a boning knife from the wall and pointed it at Van Helsing.

"Come on, give it a try, I should use the possibility of stabbing your chest with this knife right now?"

"Show me this possibility."

Fan Helsing froze for a moment, then shook his head again.

"I'm not that stupid..."

Whether it was letting Lucifer stab him, or manipulating Lucifer's fate, Van Helsing was not willing to do it.

"Be obedient." Lucifer looked serious, and looked at Van Helsing's magic eyes: "Let me see!"

"I know what you are worried about, but I can guarantee that in the next time, I will never use this knife to hurt you, even if it is fate."

"Do you believe me?"

"..." Fan Helsing was silent for a moment, then suddenly laughed.

"Then you should be careful..."

Van Helsing flicked his fingers, and the string of fate danced around Lucifer. He chose the possibility of 'Lucifer raised the knife and stabbed Van Helsing in the chest', and determined it as the fate that was about to happen.

Next, Van Helsing faced Lucifer, puffed out his chest, and waited for the fate to come.

but……

Nothing happened.

It's just that the golden light surged in Lucifer's hand, melting the boning knife into a puddle of molten iron.

Tick-tick-tick-

Lucifer gently shook his hand clean, while the other hand was still holding the ice cream.

"You think the ability of the true ancestor of destiny is too great..."

"Not to mention me, even if Mary is prepared, she can consciously change her destiny."

"Fate wants me to stab you, but I will not stab you, and even melt the murder weapon, what can it do to me?"

"When you fight with people in the future, it's best not to expose your ability, so that people will be on guard. It's the ability of every intelligent creature to change one's life against the sky..."

Van Helsing closed the magic eye and stared blankly at the molten iron on the ground.

"What's the matter? You got hit?" Lucifer thought that Van Helsing could not accept the fact that the 'Fate Grandfather' still had such a weakness.

"Actually, as long as you don't say it, you can directly control their fate. In this way, the development of all things will be the result of going with the flow in everyone's eyes. No one finds that their own fate is being manipulated, so it is not adversarial." God changed my fate~”

"And dead things won't resist. You can manipulate pots and pans to hit people, or let exposed wires happen to extend into puddles, and electrocute people who step on water..."

"Lucifer..." Fan Helsing grabbed his hair, "The knife you melted just now...Annie just bought it from me yesterday...She still likes it very much..."

"Uh..." Lucifer's face froze: "Then, what should I do?"

Lucifer looked at the solidified molten iron on the ground wanting to cry but without tears.

"It's all like this!"

Van Helsing kept silent, got off the stool, stepped on the mop, began to wipe away his own footprints on the ground, retreated to the door, and kicked the mop back under the cabinet...

"Ahaha...I'm so sleepy...Go back to sleep first..."