Secret World: I Became a God Through Lies
Chapter 14 Bloody Throne, Blood Feast is Coming
Chapter 14 Bloody Throne, Blood Feast is Coming
"Blood is the contract of life, the shackles of the vampire race, and the cycle of fate.
She must return... or everyone will pay the price."
The night in Beizhen was as silent as death, with only the blood moon hanging high in the sky casting a scarlet glow.
The entire world was shrouded in a dark red mist.
The sky was so low that it seemed to be collapsing, and at the end of the darkness stood an ancient castle.
Blood Castle.
This is the palace of the tyrant Duke, the supreme place that all vampires look up to.
The interior of the castle was filled with a cold and oppressive atmosphere. The scarlet carpet was silently spread across the long corridor.
As if soaked in blood, the blue candlelight burned slowly on both sides.
It fails to illuminate the deep shadows and instead makes the darkness appear even deeper.
In the deepest part of the Blood Castle, a pitch-black coffin lay quietly behind the throne, like an abyss that swallowed up all light.
Silently emitting a terrifying pressure.
That is the "blood coffin", only the most noble vampires are qualified to sleep in it.
And every time the blood coffin is opened, the whole world will tremble.
Today, the blood coffin remains silent, but above it,
A blurry shadow was reflected in the scarlet moonlight, and the dark shadow on the throne was like a condensed blood-red pressure, covering the entire palace.
"Where is she?"
A deep voice came from the throne, carrying uncontrollable anger, echoing in every corner of the hall.
The tyrant duke sat on the throne, his dark red cloak drooping down the steps like a blood-red tide.
His eyes burned with a deep scarlet glow, cold and oppressive, like a demon from the abyss.
Under the hall, the three Blood Princes knelt on one knee, silently enduring the Duke's wrath.
"We have sent out all our trackers, but we have yet to find any trace of His Highness."
One of the Blood Marquises answered in a low voice, his tone respectful but with a hint of hesitation.
The Duke's gaze was like a blade, cutting invisible wounds in the air.
"could not find it?"
His voice was as low as the suppressed breath before a storm, and each syllable was heavy and suffocating.
The blood princes kneeling on the ground did not dare to look up, for fear that their heads would fall to the ground under this anger.
"The last place His Highness was seen was Beizhen." Viscount Red Wing spoke slowly.
His tone was emotionless, but his eyes gleamed with a complex light. "Her aura... completely disappeared after coming into contact with a certain 'outsider'."
The tyrant duke's pupils suddenly contracted.
In an instant, the entire hall was shrouded in a terrifying bloody murderous intent. The air seemed to solidify, and the hearts of all the vampires tightened.
"Stranger..."
He slowly stood up, his heavy cloak spreading out like a surging wave of blood.
With every step down the stairs, the stone slabs underfoot seemed to tremble and echo with a deep roar.
"They entered my country without permission and took away my daughter?"
A low roar echoed in the depths of the Blood Castle, accompanied by a kind of rage that was about to sweep across the entire Eternal Night Blood Alliance.
At the same time, a shrill scream pierced the darkness and echoed in the dungeon of the Blood Castle.
Deep underground, the interrogation room was shrouded in scarlet candlelight, and the walls were engraved with ancient and cold vampire runes.
The air was filled with a stale smell of blood. Fresh blood dripped from the scarlet altar, seeping into the pool of blood underfoot, causing slight ripples.
Several outsiders were nailed to the blood pillars, and blood slowly dripped from their fingertips, becoming sacrifices to the vampires.
They are astrologers who have mistakenly entered the Eternal Night Blood Alliance, planeswalkers from other gate worlds, and those poor people who appear in the wrong place at the wrong time.
Now, they are no longer "people". They are just living blood food, just the price paid for His Highness's disappearance.
"Ah! I told you, I don't know anything!"
A man in a tattered magic robe screamed in despair.
Half of his face was already festering, and the bloody curse spread like a living thing.
Slowly corroding his flesh and taking his life.
The interrogator standing in front of him raised the corners of his mouth slightly, revealing a cold smile.
"Ignorance is not a reason for you to be forgiven."
He raised his fingertips slightly, and a line of blood slowly flowed out from his fingertips and fell into the pool of blood under his feet.
In an instant, the astrologer's pupils suddenly dilated and his body twitched violently.
The flesh and blood seemed to be torn apart by an invisible force, making a creepy twisting sound.
His mouth opened wide, as if he was about to scream, but no sound came out of his throat.
His body collapsed in fear, blood peeling off his bones like silk threads.
It turned into a ball of black and red mist, swirling and merging into the pool of blood.
The other strangers, seeing this scene, trembled with fear. Some tried to struggle, some tried to sob.
But their throats had long been blocked, depriving them of the right to even cry.
The interrogator lowered his eyes, the faint light from the blood pool reflected on his pale and ruthless face.
He murmured softly, as if whispering to someone, or as if announcing to the whole world - "The Blood Feast is about to come, Your Highness must return."
His voice echoed in this cold dungeon, with a hint of addictive fanaticism.
Also with a certain unshakable faith.
The source of that faith is the blood call of the Mother of Darkness, the supreme authority of the Tyrant Duke, and the eternal law of survival of the vampires.
The blood moon hung high in the sky, illuminating the entire Blood Castle and the storm that was about to break out.
Outside the Blood Castle, Viscount Red Wing stood on a high tower, his cloak fluttering slightly in the night wind.
The scarlet lines are like blood flowing in the dark night.
He stared silently at the distant night sky, his eyes deep and his expression as hard as iron.
The blood moon was still hanging high in the sky, looking down coldly at the earth, like a scarlet eye looking down on all living things, swallowing up all the light in the world.
The moonlight shone on his armor, leaving a faint red mark, like some indelible brand.
"Blood Feast..."
His whispers were blown away by the night wind and turned into invisible sighs.
He was once a human, a swordsman, a sharp blade that had ravaged the battlefield.
But in the end, his sword was broken by fate, and his blood was swallowed.
His soul was bound by shackles and he became a member of the vampire clan.
Now, he is no longer the warrior who sharpens his blade in the morning light, but the ruler of North Town and the knight of the tyrant Duke.
He is your highness's loyal dog.
But now, the master he was loyal to, the Blood Moon Princess, disappeared without a trace one night.
He frowned slightly, and slowly slid his fingertips across the hilt, feeling the cold touch.
It was as if he was trying to confirm his own existence with this only remaining real object.
"Where...did she go?"
The wind whistled past the tower, carrying with it the unique chill of the night.
Beizhen was immersed in a silent darkness, with only the faint blood shadows cast by the moonlight casting a vague outline on the street.
Those “outsiders”…
What do they know.
Or, more accurately, they themselves are part of the mystery.
Viscount Red Wing's eyes narrowed slightly.
He will not let go of any suspicious person.
Whether it's the mystics who broke in from the unknown world, or the man who called himself a magician.
Sima Ming.
As the night grew darker, the blood moon's brilliance grew stronger, as if it was about to dye the entire earth a crimson curtain.
The atmosphere of the entire Eternal Night Blood Alliance became more oppressive, and there was an inexplicable restlessness in the air, like a beast lurking in the depths of darkness, quietly waiting for a certain signal to come.
The bloody smell began to permeate the streets of Beizhen, like pollen blown by the wind, floating around in the night.
The eyes of the vampires walking on the streets became increasingly dark.
The scarlet moonlight reflected in his pupils, and a strange hunger was faintly revealed.
Their fingertips trembled slightly, their fangs were slightly exposed in the shadows, and their breathing became heavy and hoarse, like a group of wild beasts about to have a carnival.
They felt the call of blood.
"The blood feast is coming."
Someone was whispering, and the sound was like a whispered curse, lingering in the darkness.
"Your Highness must return."
The night wind blew, and whispers came from different corners.
Intertwined and overlapping, it eventually turned into a fragmented and uneasy whisper.
Those silent vampires, who originally disguised themselves as symbiotic beings between nobles and humans, were gradually devoured by the desires deep in their hearts.
Their figures slowly crawled around the street corners, like ghosts shaped by the bloody night.
They waited for her return.
Otherwise, the entire Beizhen will become a "sacrifice."
This town, this land, every stone brick, every breath of air, are all tainted with the dark curse of the vampires.
If the Blood Feast is unbalanced, blood will fill in what it lacks.
The wind blew through the alleys, picking up the ashes on the road, passing over the tower, and rushing into the blood moon high in the sky.
And some invisible storm has quietly arrived.
(End of this chapter)
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