vampire knight rose blood

"Since about 13 years ago, I have been conducting experiments similar to rose blood with the heirs of the Saji family." Morino Yumi also glanced at Lan Tangying: "You should have heard of this family, right?"

The blond vampire nodded slowly.

Morino Yumi also pulled an admiring smile from the corner of her mouth: "Saving the human beings who have been turned into level E by pure blood - this sounds almost a fantasy, but three years ago, we discovered the dawn... If you use these The blood of immediate family members of level D or level E, to produce a drug that specifically stimulates the human blood in their bodies, will receive unexpected results."

"So, we need a list." Morino Yumi also fiddled with her curly hair, and glanced at the document in Lan Tangying's hand: "This idea was proposed by Xiao Lingchan—I even remember when Rose Blood was the first The first time we found a surviving relative of level E who had a successful experiment, the look in her eyes at that time seemed to see her own end."

Lan Tangying was shocked all over.

"The rose blood project, the list is the most important part, so it is necessary to control the association, use the president of the association to secretly carry out large-scale experiments, and then decisively destroy most of the weapons and source metals of the association, the hunters are basically familiar with 'Xiao' Helpless."

"What's more, they can no longer attack level E who may become human again - that is no different from killing." Yumi Morino raised an arc at the corner of her mouth: "Not all level D or E who drink rose blood will death," she held up her finger: "there is less than a one percent chance...out of 1 test subjects, only seven of them will return to human beings, and from the moment they were bitten, they have demonstrated amazing willpower Restraining my thirst for blood."

"Then she..."

"She's already drank blood, hasn't she?" Yumi Morino's mouth curved even wider: "And she was bitten again by a pureblood—the young man is really angry."

"But there might be a miracle." The purple-haired woman stroked Lan Tangying's blond hair comfortingly: "Although the mortality rate of rose blood is as high as 90.00%, there is still a [-]% reverse vampire— —Humans who retain the characteristics of vampires, this is also a good result.”

Yumiya Morino's comfort did not have any effect, and the sadness on the blond vampire's face became heavier instead.

Miracle... No, that girl has been manipulated as a pawn all her life, so dying like this might be a relief.

The Priest can no longer control you, can he?You don't have to see him anymore, watching the murderer who killed your parents finally get everything he wanted, and then you become a dispensable pawn... What a sad pawn.

"There is still about one percent... how to say, deep sleep? The result is unknown?" Morino Yumiya's words made Lan Tangying's eyes light up inexplicably: "Those people haven't woken up yet, we are looking for them way to wake up."

"However," the purple-haired woman patted the Lantang boy's cheek affectionately, watching the icy blue eyes slowly dissipate, revealing obvious heartache: "What happened to Akatsuki Zero in the end? We don't know, we don't know her whereabouts."

"Probably...she just wants to be alone for a while."

The silent silence lasted for an unknown amount of time, and Morino Yumi also watched the blond vampire like a stone, motionless and let herself be overwhelmed by grief.

She laughed suddenly, her shoulders were shaking, and she couldn't stop until the blue boy's sad face turned to stare at her unkindly, Morino Yumi also tilted her head to meet him Looking at each other: "Are you complaining about her, little guy?"

Lan Tangying turned her head away and took a deep breath: "That's right."

But a proud and arrogant genius hunter, a demon president who is afraid of chaos in the world, and a guy who dares not even give face to a pure-blooded king, who will give her injustice?

Who knows the real her, the best ending she chose for herself is to die.

"You feel wronged for her, but who will feel wronged for those like her?" Morino Yumi also shook her head and sighed: "Human beings are a race with a strong sense of self-protection. Tsukuru didn't see anything, but..."

The female vampire showed her bright white teeth: "When they find that their relatives whom they haven't seen for many years reappear in front of them in such a posture, the repressed anger will be like dominoes and cannot be stopped-it's like bringing tragedy before their eyes. Torn apart alive, they will see false peace as the most reprehensible."

"90.00% of the level D and level E participating in the experiment died, but those who provided them with the raw material of rose blood, their relatives, and their hatred for vampires will erupt like a volcano, and even the remaining [-]% of the providers, It will also be infected by this emotion-they will not be able to bear that the people connected with their blood have been turned into monsters with no humanity by vampires."

"The list here..." The candlelight made Morino Yumiya's fingers even more slender and pale: "Every name that is still alive hides a ghost-like cry."

"Then, when those noble vampires suddenly find out that one day, humans all over the world are looking at them with hateful eyes, will they still be complacent?"

Morino Yumi also leaned closer to the face of the blond boy, and opened her lips in a low voice: "They will... like those level E's who were disposed of by them as useless tools, hiding in a dark corner, trembling."

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I don't know how many years have passed since the fire was extinguished.

Grass began to grow under the abandoned fence, stretching lazily in the sun, new vitality has taken root, and the black-haired vultures have long been reluctant to visit here. Beside the bloody stone platform, the chestnut-haired pure-blood king stood quietly, watching the phantom in front of him like a revolving lantern for ten thousand years.

The screams of people seemed to be echoing in his ears. The collapsed church seemed to be in two different worlds from the quiet ruins in front of him, and he was the only one who witnessed all of this.

Jiu Lanshu looked at the remaining god statue in front of him, and a mocking smile slowly appeared on his lips.

Why are you looked up to, trusted, and praised?

You are just the creator of this world, not the redemption of this world - you can't smell the smell of blood, you can't hear the cry of life, you can't feel the cruelty of time... you self-righteous guy...

The gentle footsteps made Jiu Lanshu turn his head, and several black figures had appeared in his field of vision. Jiu Lanshu narrowed his eyes slightly, looking at the person who came to visit for the first time after it became a ruin here.

They were three teenagers in black robes. Strange and beautiful patterns were stabbed on the folded sleeves of the robes with silver threads, which were gently fluttering in the wind.The young man who was walking in the front stopped, and Jiu Lanshu saw that he looked past him and looked straight at the statue.

The boy's charming and enchanting phoenix eyes showed the same sarcasm as he did, and he slightly opened his lips. Although his voice was surprisingly pleasant, he was indifferent and indifferent: "This is it, the chosen 'place of transmission'."

The other two teenagers behind him twitched their lips in disbelief.

"You're not mistaken—this is the place where resentful spirits gather...the smell must be very astringent." One of the lavender-haired teenagers looked around and frowned, while the other teenager said coldly: " So what about the place of wraiths, this is interesting—you are a high-level demon anyway, so don’t think about eating everywhere you go.”

Looking at the dissatisfied staring eyes of the other party, the boy added: "...and sleep."

The young man in the front obviously couldn't bear the unnutritious bickering, so he glanced back at them coldly, and the two of them shut up with insight.The young man turned his gaze back, looking at the broken idol at the top: "Then, it's right there—"

His long and narrow eyes suddenly flashed a bewitching scarlet color, and the complicated five-pointed formation slowly rotated inside, and the statue that was stared at by these eyes slowly appeared the same pattern, the boy's icy voice carried A trace of majesty: "In the name of the judge, open the final door of sharing."

Shared door?

Jiu Lanshu watched the red light in the boy's eyes gradually disappear. He raised his hand and gently covered his eyes: "Let's go, go and see what it looks like inside."

The two teenagers nodded and followed behind him. A door suddenly appeared out of nowhere on the glaring white light from the idol—Jiu Lanshu watched them walk in gracefully, and then the door closed quickly. Only one statue of the god remains, which is still incomplete.

Then, the scene around him quickly shattered and reorganized, and after experiencing countless vicissitudes in the blink of an eye, the truth finally returned to him.

The moonlight poured down gently, the silent ruins quietly sleeping in the embrace of the night, the pure-blooded king stood there silently, his wine-red eyes moved under the broken chestnut hair, staring faintly at the monster on the wall. idol.

He stepped over, raised his hand, and lightly touched God's remaining arm.

A black seal appeared abruptly from the damaged wall. In the diffused white light, an open door appeared in his eyes. Jiu Lanshu raised his eyebrows almost imperceptibly. Without hesitation, his figure quickly disappeared from the door. middle.

The author has something to say: I wrote a paragraph and then deleted it, maybe, maybe... stuck?Only after posting these two chapters did I see typos. This is the revised version.

☆, the illusion of the undead

The author has something to say: Although it is still in the Kawen, Axue decided to post the coded chapter first... It is the first time to write here. Axue is very grateful for everyone's support!Also, there is another update tomorrow.