Can I have a bite [Interstellar]

Kavdana, the crimson planet, looks like a big triangular pyramid, a puff of black smoke rises in vain from the calm space layer, and a silver mech airship flies out of the sky, like a huge silver fox tearing and screaming , the fuselage swayed from side to side, already deviated from the orbit, and the small mechs dotted like stars behind him chased after him.

"If he doesn't stop the Silver Fox, attack immediately!" In the cockpit, it can be clearly seen from the display screen that the tail of the silver mech that has deviated from the track has already emitted thick burning smoke. Fox will crash soon.

"But after the attack, it will only speed up the crash of the Silver Fox. I have analyzed the current life data of the Silver Fox, and it is less than 10%." The remaining 10% of the red bar progress box is dropping little by little, and there is a warning sound of "di di di di".

"According to the data, the current Silver Fox can no longer be stopped, the probability that the self-rescue system can be activated..."

"Bang!" The silver mech airship in front exploded, and the rising circular airflow instantly expanded, affecting the following mechas.After the violent vibration in the cockpit, the display screen that lost the signal became clear again. The pilot had just stabilized the operation from the shock just now. The green light flashed like a star and quickly disappeared, and the shattered mecha fragments disappeared into space.

***

The planet Kavdana, shaped like a triangular prism, is red in color. It is divided into three races, noble blood, ordinary mixed blood and weak humans. For hundreds of years, it has been ruled by pure-blooded nobles. Human beings exist as blood servants, and if they can become the family members of nobles, they can become the same blood family as them——but so far, there are very few human beings who can become blood family members.

In the vast universe, the eternal law of the planet: submit to the noble blood family, the blood family represents everything.

The planet is divided into four areas from top to bottom: three-star area, two-star area, one-star area and the garbage area at the bottom with no law and order. Crime, gambling, money and business are chaotic at the bottom, even if the army has multiplied Remediation is often difficult to contain in areas where supplies are scarce.

In the middle of the night, the busiest bar in the garbage area——Black Box

The jet-black sign hangs in the corner, the screws on one side have fallen off, and only one side is fixed on it. The "black box" on the sign hangs obliquely above the door, and there are two upside-down bats lying on it, exuding a sense of splendor. Feel.

Looking from the door, you can see a few strands of colorful lights.

Push open the door with a wooden appearance.

The sweltering heat swept over from the moment it was opened, and the noisy and noisy sound shook the sky and the earth.

After the door was closed, it was calm again.

The store is boiling with carnival as usual, the circular glass lamp in the center rotates and emits colorful lights, and the vampires on the dance floor are clinging together to have fun, they may be hugging humans, mixed blood, laughter and singing mixed together, even Because a human being was surrounded by three or four blood races and laughed at the same time.

On the seating area of ​​the bar counter, the bartender took out the chilled beer from the ice bucket, opened the bottle neatly and mixed the wine, and slowly poured the scarlet wine into the wide-mouthed thin-footed glass through the thin-bore.

"Please." The bartender's eyes are not red, but his ears are sharp. He is a mixed race, and he is full of fear of the blood race guests, and his posture is extremely low.

Pale fingers occasionally skip a few wisps of colorful lights.

The blood race on the scattered seats picked up the cup, and turned the thin-footed glass with their fingers. The scarlet wine slowly swayed round and round in the cup. The wine that the chief personally mixed for him is really good, and it is not inferior to the bar in the one-star district.”

The vampire who spoke just arrived in the garbage area a few days ago. Even though he is not a purebred, he is a nobleman with many guards around him. He committed a crime in the first star area and was temporarily sent to the garbage area. No one will oppose it.

"You're amazing." The store manager bowed to express his thanks.

The young vampire smiled slightly, drank the wine in his glass, looked at the dance floor, "Looks like I'm going to pick some gadgets to pass the time tonight."

The store manager's expression paused. Since the vampire named Lawson came to the garbage area, many humans have disappeared one after another in the garbage area... But it has nothing to do with him. The weak who can't protect themselves are turned into ashes or There is nothing wrong with disappearing.

Putting the sealed beer back into the ice bucket, the store manager's face returned to normal: Since he is a nobleman, he should go back to the first star area soon, and it is only a matter of time.

The warm atmosphere intensified with time, and from time to time, the sound of violent breathing and frightened begging for mercy could be heard.

But in an instant, a faint smell of blood drifted through the store, dissolving in the warm air, and all the blood races stopped for almost a second. On the noisy and boiling dance floor, only the colorful glass lamps were still spinning, and the music was still playing thorough.

The eyes of a blood race on the dance floor were slowly stained with a magnificent red, let go of the man who was already a little crazy in his hands, and took a deep breath as if enjoying and intoxicated, as if he was looking for the smell of blood that had just passed by.

"This taste..."

Many blood races on the dance floor moved, their red eyes looked at each other, and they all saw the excitement and longing in each other's eyes.

Lawson on the bar came back to his senses from the aftertaste of the taste just now. There are already many blood races on the dance floor, and it seems that he is already heading towards this delicious prey.

In the dark alley, the sound of messy footsteps became more and more clear. A bat opened its eyes and flew out from the alley. Covering his mouth with his already numb palm, he lowered the gasp from the injury.

The black pupils tried to focus to stay awake, the blood on the wound on the right hand had already soaked the sleeve, the severe pain was magnified infinitely through every nerve, tried to get up from the ground, the body froze in vain, the black pupils flashed a cold light instantly .

He turned around slowly, and there were many red lights in the alley—several vampires had already surrounded him.

In the darkness, the young man moved a bit, his back bent due to the injury straightened like a machine in an attacking posture, and he slowly took a step back with his right foot.

His right foot fell, and a vampire attacked him with his mouth wide open, showing terrifying fangs.

The young man dodged softly and nimbly, and before the other party attacked, he grabbed his arm with his backhand, and with a "click", the vampire's arm was broken in a twisted arc.

"Ah!" The vampire let out a shrill cry, and was caught by the young man with the braided hair he specially made to go to the Black Box Bar tonight and pushed him to the ground with force.

For a moment, the rest of the vampires were slammed, but they didn't attack and stopped in place.

"...fuck!" the little braided vampire cursed, the soft waist and body behind him and the sweet smell close at hand made him more excited in the severe pain, "Oh, a human being, with your hands, you think you can Can kill me?"

The scalp was pulled back vigorously, and the vampire with braids let out a painful cry, "...it is true that there are a few blows, but they can't kill me"

A "tick" drop of dark red blood on his right hand slowly slid from his scalp to his forehead through his fingertips, all the way down to his chin. The vampire with braids was tempted by a strange trick, and he stretched out the tip of his tongue to lick it, and instantly stopped——

"Can't kill you? I don't think so." The young man's voice was cold, unbelievably cold, but hoarse.

The little braided vampire has not yet recovered from the lingering rhyme of blood. When he heard this sentence, he subconsciously struggled and felt a cold metal on his neck. He froze for a moment, and his red eyes slowly moved to the right. Until he exuded a dazzling silver around his neck, his pupils dilated as he breathed.

On the young man's index finger was a silver snake-shaped ring, wrapped around thin white bones, the snake was lifelike, and the knuckle-wide rapier sticking out of the snake's head was small but deadly.

The vampires around the alley slowly backed away, their hearts were pierced by silver objects, and they would be reduced to ashes in a short time. How could there be such a deadly weapon for them?

There was a chill on the vampire's neck with braids, and the silvery luster seemed to flow through his whole body through blood vessels. "...Kill me, and you won't be able to escape. This is a garbage area. You humans have only one role."

As soon as he finished speaking, the silver rapier pierced his neck. He stared in disbelief, but it was only for a moment, and he was reduced to ashes in an instant.

***

Lawson looked at the blood-stained alley and a lot of ashes on the ground, he smiled, stretched out his finger and wiped the blood on the alley wall and put it in his mouth.

The "boom" of his heart seemed to shock the depths of his soul, he tightened his fingers, closed his eyes and indulged in it.

The guard behind him saw that he was not moving, so he stepped forward worriedly and asked, "Viscount Lawson?"

Lawson slowly opened his eyes, "...the aroma of flowers, it turned out to be a human born on Christmas Eve, it really is...exquisite" His smile grew wider, with a sinister look, "Baby, welcome to the garbage area"

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