Villains of All Worlds: Starting with the Beautiful Vampire Bride.

Chapter 189: Falling Dragon Lake Gathering Area
Yellow sand filled the sky. Under the vigilant gaze of the radioactive sand wolves, a convoy drove away from the oasis and headed towards the Zhuilong Lake gathering area ten kilometers away.

This is a clustered town nestled on the cliffs of a desert canyon.

The town is not big, at most the size of two small towns, but what is surprising is that the interior of the cliffs on both sides has been hollowed out artificially, and the caves and buildings are interconnected, forming a distinctive maze-like network inside the mountain.

Above the canyon, densely packed, undulating, and complex steel passages connect the two sides, forming a complex and crisscrossing aerial network.

You can see dense crowds of people walking back and forth above.

The reason why this gathering place does this is mainly to prevent large-scale nighttime invasions by Gobi radiation biota.

Yes, due to the limitations of the Gobi terrain, biological resources here are relatively scarce, so the radioactive creatures here often form large-scale herds and hunt each other at night.

Places where humans gather are the first to be affected.

When the convoy approached the gathering place, the leader of the Red Fire Scavenger Group had already reached the top of the cliff in a simple elevator.

From the half-open door of a magnificent hall came seductive moans, some high and some low, as well as laughter and shouting.

Draven, the leader of the Red Flame Group, who had just walked out of the elevator, was finally allowed in by the guards at the door after asking for an audience.

Pushing open the half-open door, an extremely luxurious scene came into view.

In the extremely luxuriously decorated hall filled with relics and jewels from the previous era, several women wearing transparent gauze, with attractive figures, plump and slender, and good looks,

Among them was a middle-aged man with a sturdy, even obese build. Draven lowered his head quickly...

The woman is tall and has a well-proportioned figure.

Maybe it’s because it’s located in the desert Gobi, with a dry environment and hot weather, her wheat-colored skin glows with a healthy luster.

The legs are slender, full and strong, gradually widening upwards to form a stunning arc. Continuing upwards, the waist suddenly tightens, and traces of transparent sweat gradually slide down.

Her face was still pretty, with a hint of wild heroism, but now her pretty face was pale, and her eyes were mixed with a hint of despair and numbness.

When Draven came in, a ripple flashed in his originally dim eyes. It was mixed with a glimmer of hope, but more of it was resentment and murderous intent.

"Hehe...Draven, you're pretty good. You're the coolest cousin here! Haha..."

After a moment, the fat man pushed the woman in his arms aside, put on a white robe with the help of a group of plump and thin women, and sat down lazily on a red leather sofa nearby.

This fat man has a strong build, is nearly two meters tall, has a bald head, and a fierce look on his face. On his half-naked chest, where the heart should be, you can see some sophisticated metal gears constantly turning.

He is the current leader of the Falling Dragon Lake gathering area, Grums!
Draven smiled awkwardly, not daring to look at the woman who was tied up beside him, her delicate body covered with whip marks and finger marks.

"Lord Grums, our people have discovered troops from the Silver Li Group near the oasis." "Oh, huh, just like her father, she doesn't know what's good for her. It seems I have to teach her how to respect her elders." A ferocious smile appeared on her face, and from her words, it seemed that she was very familiar with Weiya's father.

As he spoke, his body glowed with golden light and his aura became solemn. The women who were originally playing around him were immediately frightened and screamed, and began to tremble.

"Go, gather the men. We can't let them escape this time no matter what!"

As the hall returned to silence.

The woman who had been lying on the side with a numb face suddenly regained consciousness, glanced at the empty hall, and a look of resentment flashed in her eyes.

A metal key appeared in his hand at some point. He quickly opened the heavy collar around his neck, staggered, picked up a piece of clothing, and ran out of the hall.

"This is the gathering area of ​​Falling Dragon Lake..." Natasha said as she opened the car door and looked at the rather novel scene in front of her.

On the other side, Wei Ya got off the car and looked up at the figures patrolling on the wall with guns in hand. She turned back and said to Vlad, "I'm afraid the Red Fire Group has received the news of our arrival!"

"If nothing unexpected happens, they should be waiting for us to fall into their trap..." Leonard said.

After the two of them finished speaking, they looked at Vlad and the others at the same time. With the strength of the Yinli Group, they were no match for the Red Fire Scavenger Group, which had the support of the Falling Dragon Lake Gathering Area.

So their hopes can only be placed on Vlad and others.

"Mr. Dracula, do you have any plans? With our strength, it is not suitable for us to deal with it directly." Although Leonard has always doubted the strength of Vlad and others, now that it has come to this point, Leonard can still put aside his prejudice and listen to his opinion.

only………

"Don't waste so much time, just charge in." Vlad said lightly.

Hearing this, Leonard's face darkened. He had originally hoped that Vlad and the others might have some plans, so he had a glimmer of hope in his eyes, but now he could not help but be replaced by anger.

Viya also looked at Vlad with astonishment, but did not show any anger. With her eyes flickering, facing Vlad's calm and confident face, it seemed that the suspicion in her heart was closer to the truth.

Ignoring everyone's expressions, Vlad walked into the gathering place first.

The women here all wear colorful gauze clothes, which are cool and reveal their waists. They usually have bell-like things on their arms or slender ankles.

As we walked, with the fragrant breeze blowing, tinkling sounds continued to ring in the air, giving us a sense of the exotic atmosphere of the ancient Western Persia in the earth's past.

Most of the men here are half-naked, dark and thin, but their eyes are filled with ferocity. It is obvious that the lack of basic supplies has led to the prevalence of a fierce spirit among the people here.

Vlad, who was walking on the road in the middle of the canyon cliffs and looking around at the surrounding scene, suddenly stopped and looked at the intricate aerial corridor above his head with a smile:
"Oh, you're here, it seems there's no need to waste time."

(End of this chapter)