Rules of Scum Attack [Quick Transmigration]

The young Holy Son woke up from his dream, he seemed a little confused, he accepted the arrangement of the servants around him ignorantly, looked at his face in the mirror, he couldn't help touching his forehead, the cold touch, Even now he can't forget it.

"Holy Son, are you okay?" The priest beside him also noticed that something was wrong with Luo, and asked gently after tidying up his clothes.

"I had a dream." The subconscious told Luo that he couldn't easily tell the people in front of him about Louis, but he really couldn't think of any lies, "but I forgot."

"It's normal, Holy Son." The priest smiled, "Maybe it's the instruction given to you by the God of Light in your dream, and you can only recall it at a certain time."

Lomer was silent.God of light.Is it really God's will?But if that's the case, why did he meet a vampire who works with darkness?

After the prayer, Luo went to the library, where Father John warmly entertained him.

"Father John, are there really vampires in this world?" Luo closed the book, pouted and couldn't help asking. Perhaps John felt more like his father than Macomb.

"Yes." John nodded, "but it's gone now... Are you interested?"

Luo nodded blankly, perhaps he was talking to someone from a hundred years ago.

"Then you can read this book." John reached out and pulled out a notebook written on brown paper, "A biography written by King Alexandra II himself."

"Thank you, Father John." Luo smiled so much that his eyes curled up. He carried the book back to the room, lay on the bed with his chin propped up, and flipped through the book fascinatedly. Everything made him feel awed and curious. endlessly.

In the dead of night, the little Shengzi fell asleep lying on the book, falling into a beautiful dreamland.

"So you are from a hundred years ago?" Luo looked at the man who had been shackled again vigilantly, with some doubts, "There are no more vampires now."

Louis motioned for the other party to take off the mask for him. His dark red eyes were shining in the darkness. After a long time, he waited for Lai Luo's action. When he was free, he couldn't help but smile with the corners of his mouth curled up: "The so-called disappearance , are just lying to children, I will live by your side."

"You are laughing at me." Luo was a little annoyed, "What an evil villain, I want to get out of here!"

"If you leave here, you will forget everything about me. Are you willing?" Louis' eyes darkened. It was impossible for him to let the young Son fall into it. After a period of time, he will clear the other party's memory, making himself completely disappear in Luo's memory.

"Why?" Luo asked puzzled.

"Because I care about you." The man smiled, tenderness and care were written on his pale face, his fingers bound on top of his head trembled convulsively, as if trying to touch Luo's cheek in vain, but in the end it was only white. work hard.

"Then tell me where this is? I'll come to you." Luo said tentatively. He looked around, but found that the scene tonight was darker than before, and he couldn't even see the aisle outside.

"No need." Louis shook his head lightly, he was extremely grateful to be able to meet Luo again here, there was no need to drag this child into the struggle of desire, "One day we will meet again. "

"Sleep, dear."

Luo slept very restlessly, frowned, sweating profusely, his heart was beating violently, and finally opened his eyes, staring blankly at the ceiling.

"You seem to have a fever." Louis put the back of his hand on Luo's forehead to test the temperature. The cold body temperature instantly dispelled the heat of the young man. He looked at the concerned man with complicated eyes and said, "I remember, When I was eight...I saw you in my dreams."

Louis chuckled. He hugged the young man, comforting him with his own coldness, and rubbed Luo's chin with the top of his head, looking like a lazy cat.

"Is it your ability? Enter the dreamland." The young man lay on his back on the bed and asked in a low voice.

"No." Louis said, listening to Luo's heartbeat, "it was your soul that led you to me."

"Do vampires have souls too?" the young man murmured.

"Yeah." Louis took Luo's hand and kissed it, his dark red eyes were full of tenderness, "You were born to be my lover."——

Bishop Leonard was murdered.

Even though the news was blocked by the Holy See, the wind did not spread like wildfire. The believers in the city spontaneously came to Triveli Church to pray for the bishop. They knelt devoutly on the ground and watched the stable Pope Macomb on the high platform. The old man's face was full of firm belief and resentment against crime. He stood in front of the microphone with a cane and told the murderer's crime with righteous indignation, and finally sent the man to the gallows.

The assailant was the bishop's servant, a low-ranking priest. His face was as pale as a walking corpse and he was bound by hemp ropes. He stared blankly at the front. The crowd in the past would have cursed him with disgust, but today's people look at him I felt that darkness enveloped that person, and all light could not shine on him.

His pale and withered hair was hidden in the brim of a black hat, and Joseph was escorted to the gallows with difficulty. Hidden in the shadows, his eyes changed color at this time, and the veins on his skin bulged. In a state of mania, he seems to have lost all sanity.

The guard put the hemp rope around his head and tightened it.Macomb sat on the high platform looking at Joseph's face, raised his hand, and the guard nodded and took off the man's black hood, revealing his dead face.Joseph was exposed to the sun, his eyes turned red, and he bared his teeth showing his sharp canines. At the same time, he began to howl in pain. His skin was burnt black and white smoke was coming out.

The crowd was in an uproar, and they all took a step back, and the history of vampires swept the entire country again.

"As you can see, he is a monster hidden under the human skin." Macomb said holding up the microphone, looking coldly at Xin Mi who was revealed to the public, "If you see such a person by your side, please be the first to Report to the Holy See, the God of Light will protect everyone's safety."

The wooden board under Joseph's feet was opened, and due to gravity, he fell down, struggling desperately, black blood flowed from his eyes, and his red eyes stared at the sun firmly, and was finally burned into ashes.

Low stood behind Macomb, watching the show with cold eyes. He had seen Bishop Leonard's body. Although he was indeed drained of blood, there was a bullet hole in his body, right in the heart.

Scapegoats and murderers.

The young man secretly put his eyes on Macomb's side face. The gentle smile in the past made him feel extremely cold at this moment. How many years of disguise can make the mask become normal?Luo didn't understand, could power really destroy a good person.

"Luo, my child, from today onwards you will lead the emissary of the dark court to start the night patrol in the city." Macomb said softly, looking at the young man kneeling in front of him, the wrinkles on his face were full of kindness , he put his hand on top of the opponent's head, "The God of Light will protect you."

The night patrol for a week did not find anything strange. Luo was wearing a black pointed hat and robe, and buried his thin face in the darkness. Perhaps compared to vampires, they are more like people who work with the darkness.Holding the torch, the young man looked at the blazing flames, and suddenly felt a little afraid of the heat, as if it was burning people.

"Holy Son, there is a silver-haired man." An envoy approached Luo respectfully and said in a low voice.

Silver hair?Luo's heart skipped a beat for a moment, but he nodded indifferently, and let someone take him there.

At the end of the dark alley stood a man, his silver hair was extremely dazzling under the moonlight, his back was facing Luo, like a shadow.The young man walked forward carefully, maybe he should secretly remind Louis to let him leave quickly, but as the son of God, he could only swallow his saliva and walk forward.

"It's curfew time now." Luo licked his dry lower lip, and he stood behind the man, very close, "What are you doing here?"

The man with his back turned didn't respond to Luo. The young man frowned and stretched out his hand to pat him on the shoulder. In the next second, the thin man seemed to fall apart, and fell to the ground piece by piece. and clothes made of puppets.

Luo froze on the spot, he was about to turn around, but he fainted from a pain in the back of his head.

The Son is missing, taken away by evil vampires.

After that, the people in the city became even more panic-stricken. They had to stay at home at night to obey the arrangement of the church, light candles, and pray in front of the statue of light.

Louis was sleeping peacefully on Luo's bed, when suddenly he opened his eyes, the dark red eyes were filled with anger, he squinted to look at the full moon outside, bloody killing intent was about to overflow.

"Macomb." Louis said hoarsely, "What exactly do you want to do?"

The Pope was wearing a water robe, and he didn't seem to be worried about the danger of the person coming. He even poured himself a glass of wine with a smile, and for the first time there was some joy of victory on his wrinkled face: "You are finally willing to show your face, Louis."

"Have a glass of wine?"

The man instantly stood in front of the old man and grabbed him by the neck. The door was pushed open, and the priest and guards were waiting outside to protect the pope's safety.

"Does your saint know that you are actually the real devil?" Louis said through gritted teeth, "Where is he?"

The man can't feel Luo's existence at all now, but he knows that Luo is still alive, because the guy in front of him needs the body of a young man.

"Sure enough." Macomb's face was a little purple, but he still didn't let the people behind him move forward. The old man raised the corners of his mouth and smiled, "He is the reincarnation of that person in the legend."

"The dead lover of the ancestor of the vampire."

Louis let go of his hand, looked down at the fat Macomb who was sitting on the ground, and said indifferently: "It's okay if you don't tell me, I will find him, but it will take some time."

"The last thing I need is time."

This time, even if the opponent dies, he will resurrect the person.

"He's in the dungeon, where you were imprisoned." Macomb coughed twice, clutching his neck, and said in a broken voice, "Go find him, vampire."

The old man looked at the man who disappeared in front of him blankly, and said to the priest in front of him, "Get ready, the sacrifice is about to begin."

He will get all the power.

He will have eternal life.

作者有话要说：感谢在2021-10-2701:21:31~2021-10-2801:39:39期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel of irrigation nutrient solution: 1 bottle of Anyi;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!