Red dragon: in charge of natural disasters

The aristocratic woman called "Alexia" looked up and down at Langli Baitiao without any secret.

"Miss, although I know I'm handsome, please be a little more reserved."

Langli Baitiao felt a chill. His eyes looked like he was selecting ingredients, which made him feel uncomfortable. For a while, even his saucy words became a little sluggish.

Alexia's scarlet pupils suddenly lit up.

"very good."

"What's wrong? Am I too handsome?"

"Your vitality is very strong. You are qualified to be your father's food. This will be the greatest honor in your humble life." Her tone was trembling, quite intoxicated. She didn't even bother to spend time with Bai Tiao. dialogue, but to be completely immersed in your own world.

"No, I haven't—"

"Take this human away."

Alexia ordered coldly.

Several guards on the side quickly stepped forward to open the cage and forcibly lifted up Langli Baitiao.

"Tap, tap."

"Don't choke people!"

"Brother, please, let me walk by myself?"

Langli Baitiao didn't resist much, but he thought to himself: "I'm not going to become a vampire, am I? This gameplay is interesting!"

Instead of despairing, he became interested.

The soul seeking death in my heart is burning!

Even if he dies as a prostitute, he still has to make a big living to be worthy of his status.

Langli Baitiao walked along the corridor under the escort of the guards.

He looked around and was filled with emotion.

"Holy shit."

The underground of this "refugee shelter" was far wider than he imagined. It was bottomless, and there were hundreds of iron cages hanging in the air in the corridors, filled with hungry people dominated by the desire for blood. There are probably thousands of blood slaves.

He was first pulled into a secret room, where the guards cleaned him.

Finally, he was escorted to the end of the dark corridor.

The heavy door slowly opened.

The lights in the corner were on, dim and flickering.

In the center of the spacious, luxuriously decorated, dark and gloomy hall is a finely carved sarcophagus.

Alexia lifted up her skirt and bowed.

"Father, this is your dinner today."

The sarcophagus slowly opened, and Duke Brad Luckman opened his scarlet eyes, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised.

It seems that he is in high spirits today.

Looking at the white stripe that was lifted up in the waves, the pale Duke stepped forward, sniffing the scent of it as if tasting wine, and said in a hoarse voice:

"You have the aura of trickery on your body, why are you here."

Langli Baitiao couldn't help feeling a chill: "Damn it, you old pervert, if you want to suck blood, just suck blood. I don't provide other services."

The Duke chuckled, showing his sharp teeth.

"You are right. When you are transformed into a vampire by me, everything will be under my control. This will be your honor in this life. Enjoy this moment!"

Langli Baitiao said speechlessly: "Are you guys so narcissistic?"

The Duke didn't care about the deliberate irritation of the humans in front of him, he just smiled contemptuously:

"You mortal beings cannot understand my immortal existence. I come from hundreds of years ago, and my origin has long disappeared in the darkness. I was once a great general, and the entire Anzetta was under my giant The eagle's wings trembled, but I chose a more tortuous path."

"And you will be the nourishment for me to take a further step and become a true immortal."

"so"

"Tremble, fear, and awe!"

"When I rule this land, your blood will boil in my immortal body."

The Duke caressed Langli Baitiao's neck and said intoxicatedly.

In fact, he is not talking to the "food" in front of him, but describing his own immortal dream. In this dream, the only noble person is himself.

Regarding the common problem of this vampire family, Langli Baitiao said speechlessly: "Damn it, why aren't you dead yet?"

But he was held by the guards and could not move at all.

"I am immortal."

The Duke sneered and bit Langli Baitiao's fragile neck.

The veins bulged, and his blood was greedily drawn.

An irreversible transformation was taking place. His body became visibly thinner, his skin turned from rosy to pale, and the light of life in his eyes gradually disappeared, replaced by a scarlet glow.

"very good."

"Put this rude bitch in the dungeon."

The Duke let him go without saying anything, and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with a luxurious silk scarf.

"Yes, sir."

Langli Baitiao, who had become much lighter, was carried by the guards and put into an iron cage, just like those "blood slaves".

But Langli Baitiao didn't feel any sadness in his heart. Instead, he looked at the information that was constantly refreshing on the panel and felt quite happy.

[You were attacked by the vampire [Brad Luckman], and you were transformed into a special template [Vampire Spawn]]

[Note: This transformation is irreversible]

[You gain the trait [Born from Death]: Most victims of vampire attacks become vampire spawns - ravenous creatures filled with a vampire's thirst for blood and controlled by their vampire creator.

If a vampire allows its spawn to drink its own blood, the spawn will become a true vampire and no longer under the control of its creator, although only a very small number of vampires will do this. A vampiric spawn is usually free only when its creator dies.

You gain the trait [Immortality Essence] and you do not need to breathe air or eat.

You gain the trait [Regeneration], and you can recover from any injuries unless attacked by a weak point.

You gain the characteristic [Spider Walk], which allows you to climb walls and hang upside down from ceilings.

You gain the vampire weakness [Water Wound] [Wound of Wood Stake Pierced Through the Heart] [Allergy to Sunlight] [Fear of Holy Objects]. When you encounter any of the above injuries, you may fall into complete death. ]

"This template is amazing, it goes well with my trickster profession"

"Tsk tsk, you are an absolute old cunt."

"Hey hey hey"

He had already fantasized about how he would be unscrupulous in the mines and steal like crazy.

"But we still have to get out of here first. There is also that disgusting vampire Old Den. Sooner or later, I will let him blast me with gold coins."

Langli Baitiao thought of the Duke's caress, and a chill suddenly rose in his heart.

"Damn it, this old man can't be a priest, right?"

As he muttered, he took out the thieves' tools from the hidden pocket of his burqa and began to skillfully pick the lock. This set of skills had been honed to perfection by him.

"Crunch, crunch"

The iron cage door shook and made a harsh sound.

By the time the guards patrolled, the iron cage had been emptied.

Langli Baitiao relaxed on the ceiling, stared at the guards below, and secretly laughed: "You didn't expect that, this is my escape route!"