give me some blood

A long time ago, I did have such a dream. The dream was very simple. I was holding a person in my arms, and my eyes were blurred by bloody tears that kept pouring out.

In the dream, there was a person kneeling in front of me, with short black hair and dark eyes.

At that time, I thought that I saw myself in a trance, and when the scene in the dream finally appeared in front of me as a reality, I knew that the person in front of me was Naize.

Ann died, before me, in the war.

After the paladin killed Ann, he teleported in front of me with magic, and was about to stab his magic-blessed spear with light blue light into my chest again.The most powerful soldier of the Holy See, the holy knight blessed with magic ability, has the purest soul and the strongest physique, and belongs directly to Lan.

But he didn't.

He will never be able to do it.

My only thought at the time was that Ann was dead.

So I didn't realize it. What was left to me during that short period of time was pure memory without any emotion.I lost all consciousness, only instinct.

I saw that the paladin in front of me paused. He seemed to be surprised, his eyes widened on his good-looking face, he froze for a moment, and then his face began to contort in pain.

It was a kind of black flame, half a person's height black flame, translucent black, but seemed to emit some kind of light, and had the form of flame, so it was called flame.

The black flame quietly licked his body, and then, for him, there was no more.

Then he died.

The heart hurts, like something has split it, the pain is unbearable.An inexplicable pressure came, which made me unable to stand.

Inside the heart, the thing that split it rushed out, crushing my body.Under such oppression, I couldn't stand, and I knelt on the ground on one knee.

Heaviness, some kind of unbearable heaviness burst out from the body, and the pure dark flame spread out around me as the center.

Ann still fell there, maintaining the appearance and posture of death, the warmth and surprise on his face softened together.

Subconsciously, I wanted to get closer to his body, but the inexplicable pressure prevented me from moving half a step forward.

My vision was gradually blurred by the red tears, I bent down and crawled towards his body like a beast on my hand.

Hugging An's body into his arms as lightly as possible, it wasn't cold, but warm.

Ann's eyes were still open, as if he hadn't seen enough of this world, or understood it enough.I unconsciously closed my eyes for him.

At this moment, Naizawa suddenly appeared directly in the air, knelt down in front of me, and quietly looked at Ann's face that could no longer make any expressions.

I heard Naize's roar, roar, heart-piercing roar, but I couldn't see his expression clearly.

My vision has been completely blurred by the red tears. It's strange. I haven't felt any pain for a long time. So what is this feeling that makes my whole heart collapse?Heart disease?

The black flames are still flowing slowly, gradually spreading across the land without weakening.And the source of the flames is me.

"What happened there?" a terrified voice.

"What is this **** black flame?" Nuri hid his fearful voice.

"What do magicians eat, what kind of magic is this..."

"Run away..."

"I can't run anymore..."

"I don't want to die, my family..."

"What happened... happened..." The voice stopped abruptly.

"Withdraw your troops, my lord archbishop, please withdraw your troops..."

"coward……"

"Go and kill that vampire, quickly...or we'll all die..."

"Master Archbishop, you cannot withdraw your troops, otherwise the Privy Council will impeach you, because you have already..."

"I never thought of withdrawing troops." A resolute voice.

The ears of the vampires seem to be able to hear sounds from farther away, and it seems that my sight can extend along with the black flame, and I can clearly see the expressions of every guy who was burned to death by it.It is amazing that when encountering such a black flame, human beings will die in pain, and low-level vampires will also be ignited and then disappear.Painful cries instantly filled the new battlefield.Only the more powerful magicians and high-ranking vampires of the Holy See struggled to support themselves in this darkness.

The strong ones in the Holy See army began to gather, the weak ones retreated, and then, using their magic to protect their bodies, they marched towards me.

"Lan, it's him." The voice was deep, but I couldn't see the face clearly.

"Impossible!" Angry?No, not anger.

Someone came.

I stood up, and black flames flowed around me. It seemed that I consciously drew a circle around Naize and An, becoming a wall rather than a fence.

A soldier of the Holy See came to me with marks of flame burns on his body, as if he wanted to knock me down. I opened my lips and teeth but couldn't make a sound, and simply chanted a word with the shape of my lips, ignis.

Everything is not controlled by my own consciousness, it is just a blood instinct, or what you call subconscious now.

It's not the cherry-sized flame that was shown in front of the mirage when I used this magic before, but a sea of ​​fire.A sea of ​​flames appeared out of thin air.

A few guys from the Holy See Army died like this, and their bodies fell to the ground and were burned. Soon, more people surrounded them and died, and stronger people surrounded them and died again.

Suddenly, the spells I learned from An could be used, and the Holy See army rushed towards me crazily, but I was just killing mechanically and unconsciously.

The screaming sound became more and more miserable and farther away.There seemed to be a lot of people who came to kill me, or just to find out, but they all died.

My mind was still empty until I saw Lan.

When another group of Holy See soldiers who rushed in were killed by my hands, I saw Lan on the opposite mountain.

Lan had an unbelievable expression on his face.

He saw my face, I saw his face, eyes met, I froze for a moment, a spear plunged into my chest.But no, it missed most of the hearts.

I still chanted a spell with my lips, blood flowed out from the corner of my mouth, and a circle of people around me fell down, and then I stabbed the spear out of my chest, blood spurted from my heart, but it healed very quickly.

Ha, Lan, don't look at me like that.

Don't look at me, Lan, don't look at me like, like you're sorry, like you're sorry for me, like you're sorry for me, a vampire.

Lan's expression was so indescribable, defeated, as if he couldn't control the whole world for the first time.

Pain, heart, pain, Ann, Ann died, my best friend, died because of me, because he wanted me to be happy, killed by the cowardly man I loved, his men.From the corner of the eye, the blood-red wet thing slipped down again.

He said that there is nothing between me and happiness except myself. He said that as long as I want happiness, I can get it, but he died.

Something I believed in, crumbled.

Rationality rushed to the brain in an instant, but in the next instant, he was beaten to the ground by the pain of the collapsed heart, and fled, forget it.Use the magic and the black flame again, and kill the guy who rushed towards me.

"Withdraw the army, order to withdraw the army, withdraw the army immediately!!!" Lan roared, and soon someone took the order and issued the order to withdraw the army.

"Master Archbishop, but the Privy Council..."

"Mo..."

I don't even have any memory of what happened next.

"You said that there must be light, so there is light?" asked the young man with long black hair, carrying a sickle in the golden wheat field.

This is a warm place, and all the people here wear only coarse clothes that cover their bodies.

Among the rays of light, a shadow of light with only rays of light said with great majesty, "Yes."

"So that doesn't prove you created the light, does it?"

"Brother..." the man next to him said angrily, "You can't talk to God like that!"

"According to fate, I will kill you, and your descendants will expel me, and all of this is arranged by him." The black-haired man put down his scythe, and pointed his fingers at the shadow of the light. Compared with his words, The elder brother beside him showed more obvious surprise at his action, "This is the god you believe in."

The radiant shadow fell silent.

"You are not cruel, but you are too cunning. I plant wheat and wait for it to mature and grow old like a plant. But Abel wants to be like you, a livestock herder. You pay only for what you think you should get in return, hypocritical Giving and brutally taking away."

"Brother, what are you talking about, I don't understand." Abel murmured.

"I stand before you today and tell you that I already know everything. I don't want to be your people, nor will my children, and I don't think you want to, so please inform me of my departure from the rules you have appointed. A way." The elder brother looked determined, "Because I know that even death can't get rid of you."

The shadow was silent for a while, as if laughing, "Do you want to get rid of all this, Cain?"

"Yes." Cain nodded.

"Then kill the younger brother beside you and drink his blood, your wish will be fulfilled soon."

Without any hesitation, the sickle fell, and the blood was scattered and splashed from the terrified eyes of the younger brother.

"Is it fun?" A voice next to me said, and I suddenly found myself immersed in a large black area, with nothing around, just like in my memory at that time.

I looked up to the source of the sound, that is the guy with long black hair, the hair is longer than what I saw just now, but the eyes are more mature and vicissitudes than the one I saw just now, and the skin is not healthy Wheaten but pale.

"Well," I smiled at him, "it's just a good word game, but it's deadly to a liar."

"Aren't you surprised you're here?" he asked me, and I noticed that his eyes were the same black as mine, and the contours of his face were actually soft.

"This is probably one of my dreams, and you are the character in my dream." I said, "I have fallen into a dream, this is the second time. Nice to meet you." I went up to shake his hand , but his hand stretched out and hit me hard on the head.

"Play dumb, you can't fail to see that I'm your ancestor, I'm Cain," he said, but he didn't feel angry at all.

"Ah... hello," I said, "Master Zu, what are you doing in my dream?"

"Give you strength," he said.

"I don't want to." I replied quickly.

"You don't, why?" His expression was so exaggerated that it made me laugh, I think he is more a comedian than an ancestor.

"No, my great ancestor, give your power to those who should use it."

"But you've got it," he said, with a shrug.

"You buy and sell by force..." I said to myself.

"You have great power, but you can't use it, and you don't want to know why?" he asked, looking into my eyes.

"I don't know." I looked up at the boundless darkness above, trying to find an exit.

"Because you have never admitted that you are a vampire." Something in the ancestor's classmate's words made me have to face him squarely, "It always seems that you still have a pure white soul."

Yes, I always feel as if I still have a pure white soul.

"So you're here, trying to control me, when I'm trying to get away from it all?" I asked.

He smiled, showing his white teeth, "Let me tell you the truth and remind you how to be a happy vampire."

Just as I was about to speak, he rushed towards me. I thought he would come over and put me on the ground. When I looked up, I saw my own face in front of me. The eyes that were too black to see the pupils flashed blood red for no reason, and I was grinning. , but it made me terrified, my hands and feet were firmly suppressed by him in the space where there was no up, down, left, and right.He won't want to have sex with me, so this kind of situation is... self-inflicted?

"What are you going to do?" I asked.

"Game over." I replied.

The dream world finally collapsed.

Despair, come to me.

A few days later, the blood altar, I came here for the third time.

Zola said that she thought I would have a big change in temperament, but I didn't at all, so I was very confused.I said that because of the death of someone or the divorce of the parents, the temperament changed drastically. That was the second year of middle school, not the vampire uncle who was in the third year.

Hans has been very happy these two days. I think if he really has a tail, he can probably spiral up and fly.

"Prince Alhambra and Earl Mo Alhambra will be appointed as the king of the blood clan today. Is there any objection?" The voice of the Great Elder is still so quiet, without any love or hatred.

And below, there was a cringing silence.

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