[Fantasy] Toothless Zombie (Complete) - 32

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Chapter Two: The Dark Castle

Of everyone present, Ling Xue's identity as a True Martial Artist was no secret to Qiu Yan. Therefore, besides Juliet, Ling Xue was the only one who could freely use energy.

*Whoosh…

* With a crisp clang of metal on metal, Ling Xue's True Martial Artist sword appeared in her hand. After Lanling's modifications, this True Martial Artist sword did not reject Ling Xue's mutated new energy; its power was even greater than before.

When Juliet attacked, the Holy Court energy hidden within her energy activated the Dark Hexagram magic circle. Fortunately, the zombie aura countered the magic circle, so her attack had both advantages and disadvantages, resulting in a drawback and producing no effect. Ling

Xue, however, possessed True Martial Power, the most masculine and powerful energy in the world. It had considerable destructive power against the necromantic resentment generated by the Dark Magic Circle. Moreover, True Martial Power was a cultivation method of the Eastern Continent, rarely encountered by the Dark Church. Therefore, the Dark Magic Circle they researched did not effectively counter True Martial Artists like it did against Holy Court Knights. *

Bang!*

Ling Xue channeled her full energy and struck with force. The undead floating in the carriage let out a strange cry, and a faint scratch appeared on the carriage wall engraved with a six-pointed star magic circle.

"Sister Xue, so amazing!"

Qiu Yan shouted, not to be outdone, and stood up, forming a hand seal, summoning a shimmering blue flying sword. With a delicate shout, the flying sword emitted a blue light, accurately slicing across the scratch Ling Xue had made earlier, deepening the mark, almost severing the lines of the magic circle.

When Qiu Yan cast her spell, everyone present except Lanling, Hu'er, and Meiniang felt somewhat uncomfortable. After all, the magic power of a cultivator repelled the aura of the zombies, and their energy wasn't strong enough to be completely unaffected like Lanling's.

"Master, if this continues, the show will be ruined...hehe..."

Hu'er whispered mischievously in Lanling's ear.

Lanling also noticed the problem, cursing inwardly, "Damn it, how can the Dark Church be so weak?" Damn it, if you designed this trap, couldn't you have been a little more sophisticated?

Little did he know, this meticulously designed trap was originally aimed at Juliet alone. The Dark Church should be the ones cursing even more; they originally wanted to use this trap to capture Juliet and interrogate her about her trip to the Eastern Continent, but they clearly suffered a double loss, attracting so many evil stars instead!

"My head hurts so much..."

Lanling suddenly groaned, his body slumping into the chair. Qiu Yan, forgetting to control her flying sword, hurriedly knelt beside Lanling to check on him carefully: "Teacher... are you... are you alright?"

"I'm fine, I'm fine... just a little dizzy, don't worry about me..."

Lanling forced a smile, but the pain in his eyes betrayed him.

Fox took the opportunity to walk to Ling Xue's side and whispered a few words. Ling Xue's energy suddenly dimmed, her True Martial Sword fell to the ground, and her delicate body swayed violently. The others followed suit, staggering and falling. For a moment, Qiu Yan's pretty face turned pale with anxiety, not knowing what to do.

Looking at Qiu Yan, Lanling thought to himself, "My little darling, let you worry for now. This plan must succeed. I can't always be by your side wearing a mask, and I can't knock you unconscious every time I need to act... You're going to be with me for the rest of my life... I can't miss this opportunity to resolve this..."

Meanwhile,

on a farm in the western suburbs of the British capital, cattle and sheep grazed leisurely on the lush green grass. Several shepherds sat on the lawn, chatting and laughing loudly, drinking their homemade beer.

On a slightly upturned hillside, several men and women were picnicking and laughing. The beautiful pastoral scenery was like a painting, captivating and enchanting.

A row of small wooden cabins stood side by side on the farm. Although not large, they were exquisite, and just looking at them evoked a sense of warmth, making one feel that living in such a cabin would be a true pleasure.

Unfortunately, people are often deceived by their eyes; this outward beauty is merely a false mask concealing darkness…

In the central wooden cabin with its pointed roof, the furnishings are warm and comfortable. However, if someone were to enter the hidden door concealed by a bookshelf, all that previous beauty would vanish instantly, replaced by a profound understanding of true terror!

The hidden door leads to a basement, and narrow steps connect to a living hell!

What appears to be a warm and idyllic pastoral scene is actually a secret base of the Dark Church in the British capital, dedicated to research into dark magic, including cruel live experiments and the use of spells to create failed, deformed orcs.

At this moment, in the dark basement, an old man dressed in a black robe with gold thread embroidered on the hem is pouring a bottle of liquid onto a disemboweled corpse, watching with dismay as the body slowly melts, turning into a thick, yellow liquid that flows into a nearby cement pool.

Around him stand several other men, also dressed in black robes with varying lengths of gold thread embroidery on their hems, watching silently.

"Damn it, the human body's resistance to the corruption of darkness is just too low! Another failure... Sigh... If only I could capture a living subject of at least the rank of Holy Knight for experimentation..."

the old man said regretfully.

"Vice President, Harrison has sent a message that the plan has succeeded... You will soon have your wish fulfilled and have a Holy Knight as your test subject."

A man in black robes said obsequiously.

"It's not that easy. The President is still eagerly waiting... Even if the President doesn't need live subjects for experimentation, do you really think we went through all this trouble to capture Juliet just to satisfy the need for live subjects?"

the old man said, frowning.

"Vice President, there is something I need to tell you."

Another man in black robes bowed and said.

"What is it?"

the old man asked.

"Those mercenaries are all dead..."

"How did they die?"

"It's not clear yet. According to Harrison, the vehicle the mercenaries were in mysteriously exploded when they were leaving after completing their mission, and there were no survivors."

"Haha...good!"

The old man laughed loudly and said, "It saves those guys from asking for their commission. Even if they hadn't died, do you think they could have left alive with our commission? I wonder who did this for me." "

Maybe it was their enemy. They probably planted a bomb in the vehicle!"

the man in black robes said with a smile.

"This wasn't discovered, was it?"

the old man asked.

"No, according to your plan, the mercenaries first harassed the area, creating the illusion of an attack. Then Harrison appeared, taking Juliet away under the pretext of giving a statement. Those guys from the Holy See in the police station wouldn't have noticed. They're probably still waiting for their knight at the police station. Also, when Harrison left, he installed electronic jamming devices in the car, interfering with all the surrounding surveillance cameras. No one will know Harrison's route or destination."

the man in black robes said.

The old man patted the man in the black robe on the shoulder and said, "Is Harrison your subordinate? Not bad, very capable! Damn rules, it's so troublesome to arrest someone. I really miss the exhilarating scenes of us wantonly slaughtering those guys from the Holy See in the Middle Ages!"

Slaughter?

Everyone knows that after thousands of years of struggle between the Dark Church and the Holy See of Light, the Dark Church ultimately suffered a defeat. Everyone knows who slaughtered whom, but if the true history were revealed now, they would likely become living test subjects.

Meanwhile, about ten kilometers from the farm, the black police car had left the smooth highway and entered a rugged side road, beginning to bump along. Located in the remote suburbs, it was sparsely populated, and the occasional passing vehicle was a traveler heading to the meadow.

The officers in the two police cars following the black police car began to complain: "Didn't the detective say he was taking these people back to the station for statements? How did they get here? Where is he going? Is he taking them on a spring outing?"

"Yeah, that's strange, let's ask,"

one officer said, picking up his walkie-talkie to adjust the channel, but all he heard was static.

The officer leaned out of the car, scanning his surroundings, muttering, "Damn it, what's interfering so badly!"

Just then, the black police car suddenly stopped. Harrison and the driver opened the driver's side door and walked to the back of the police car.

"Detective, where are we going?"

the officer asked curiously.

Harrison replied irrelevantly, "The weather's nice today."

"Heh, yeah, yeah..."

the officer responded helplessly.

When he looked up to ask Harrison again, he saw a dark, silenced gun barrel.

"Detective..."

*Thud thud*...

Harrison, expressionless, repeatedly pulled the trigger, mercilessly taking the lives of the three officers in the car. At the same time, the driver of the other police car also drew his silenced pistol, quickly and accurately attacking the unsuspecting officers inside.

Moments later, crimson blood dripped from the car door edges onto the ground. The officers inside slumped, bloody holes appearing in their vital organs, and they lost their lives.

Harrison blew the smoke from the gun barrel, glanced at the officers' corpses, and shrugged. "Then I can say Juliet's accomplices attacked us, and I just barely escaped..."

He waved to the driver, turned, and walked back to the black car in front, opening the door and sitting in the passenger seat.

"Hurry up, these bodies will be discovered by the travelers soon, I need to get back to the station... Hmm... this is giving me a headache. Should I shoot him in the thigh or the arm? These wounds seem too light. Damn it, do I really have to find the gap between his internal organs and shoot?"

The driver shrugged but didn't speak, starting the car and speeding away, kicking up a cloud of dust.

On the green hillside beside the farm, the picnickers who had been laughing and playing earlier lay silently on the ground, the fresh milk they had bought at the farm spilled on the lush green grass, starkly visible.

The leisurely shepherds stood up, walked up the hillside, grabbed the legs of the picnickers, and dragged them down. Pebbles hidden in the grass scratched their skin, leaving small stains of blood on the green blades.

These people weren't worried about leaving any trace; after all, under the shroud of the black magic barrier, no advanced instrument in the world could detect anything.

"There are fewer and fewer people coming lately..."

one of them said.

"But the Vice President's speed in conducting live experiments is getting faster and faster..."

another said with a sneer.

"Poor guys, wouldn't it be better to stay home, drink coffee, and listen to music? Why insist on going on a picnic? A picnic is fine, but why come here? In a few days, someone will remove your missing person records from the police station. Soon, no one will be looking for you anymore..."

"Wouldn't it be better if someone came here to look for you? The Vice President would be very happy... hehehe..."

"...

" "..."

The black police car, like a sealed coffin, slowly drove into the farm.

After the shepherds dragged the tourists into the cabins, they wandered around the farm, peeling back patches of camouflage turf. Beneath the turf, dozens of black skulls were arranged in an eerie manner; if connected by a line, the curved line would perfectly encircle the entire farm.

As the last patch of turf was removed, a faint black mist appeared over the previously sunlit farm. The mist grew thicker and thicker, and through it, the farm appeared distorted.

The mist grew denser, like a giant black cocoon enveloping everything.

Moments later, a medieval-style black castle appeared before them, seemingly built of countless massive stones, rising slowly.

The once lush and vibrant lawn had vanished, replaced by rolling yellow sand, a desolate scene.

Beneath the castle's foundation, countless black crystals shimmered with an eerie light in the sunlight. Tiny black lightning bolts crackled and popped, indicating that the magic circle made of these black crystals was the power source of the castle.

Meanwhile, inside the castle,

a black police car sat quietly on the spacious ground paved with black boulders. Harrison and the driver had gotten out and walked towards the vice-president and others who were waiting at the entrance of the main hall.

The priest who had recruited Harrison into the Dark Church, seeing Harrison complete his mission so perfectly, felt a surge of pride and introduced him enthusiastically: "Harrison, this is the vice-president you've long admired, Lord Bird."

Harrison, as if he had instantly mastered the art of changing faces, his previously stern expression now replaced with a fawning smile. He quickly removed his glasses, bowed, and said, "Vice-president, it is a great honor to meet you."

Bird laughed heartily, extending his hand amiably, saying, "Harrison, you are truly a talent! Excellent, excellent!"

Harrison, flattered, grasped Bird's outstretched hand, bowing and scraping like a lapdog.

Suddenly!

Harrison's face changed; his fawning smile froze and gradually twisted, his eyes filled with pain and disbelief.

The priest who had absorbed him also paled, staring at Bird in astonishment, but dared not utter a word to stop him.

Bird continued to smile, his smile growing increasingly benevolent, even appearing somewhat compassionate.

Unfortunately, his compassion was a death knell for others; Harrison's body rapidly withered and blackened, and in moments, he had become a mummy-like corpse.

Bird's previously pale face regained its rosy hue, making him appear several years younger; the deep wrinkles on his face faded considerably in an instant. He chuckled and released his grip, and Harrison's corpse fell to the ground like a piece of rotten wood.

"It would be your greatest honor to dedicate your life force to Lord Bird..."

Bird chuckled and said, "Those guys at the Holy See have many ways to make you tell the truth, but to make everything more perfect, I can only ask you to do this..."

After saying that, Bird waved his hand, and the big driver standing next to him took off his hat, revealing a face full of long hair, who turned out to be a werewolf. He bent down, picked up Harrison's corpse, and walked to the back.

Bird glanced at the other priests, clapped his hands, and said, "Now, it's time to welcome our guest. I wonder if Juliet is even more beautiful and charming than in the photos? Even if she can't be a living subject for my experiments, it would be good to get to know her..."

A priest whispered, "Vice President, shouldn't we wait a little longer? Let the dark magic circle in the carriage corrode Juliet for a while longer?"

Bird laughed and said, "You don't think Juliet can deal with all of us right now, do you?"

The priest hurriedly said, "I... I didn't mean that..."

Bird lewdly said, "It's better to let her save some strength. I really want to see how hot the most outstanding female knight in the Holy Court is."

"Vice President, there are other people in the carriage besides Juliet..."

the priest whispered a reminder.

Bird hesitated for a moment, then waved to the burly werewolf driver who was walking over, asking, "How was the journey?"

The werewolf driver bowed and said, "Besides Juliet, there were two girls with some strength on board, but after attacking for a while, they couldn't withstand the corruption of the dark magic array inside the carriage, and they're probably incapacitated now."

Bird immediately laughed, his triangular eyes gleaming with excitement: "Two more capable ladies? Tsk tsk... Juliet can be left to the guild master, but these two girls must be kept. It seems my live experiment is going to be a success..."

"Open the door,"

Bird commanded impatiently.

The werewolf driver hurriedly went to the back of the carriage and opened the door.

Inside, Lanling lay in Qiu Yan's arms, the others were slumped over, only Qiu Yan looked the best, but her pretty face was pale, and her eyes were full of anxiety.

"Get out!"

The werewolf driver grinned, revealing his white, sharp teeth, and shouted threateningly.

At this moment, Qiu Yan wasn't afraid. Seeing her opponent was much better than being stuck in this eerie carriage, wondering about the dangers ahead.

"Teacher, let's get off..."

Qiu Yan whispered, supporting Lan Ling. Although Lan Ling appeared weak, he secretly cooperated with Qiu Yan's movements; he didn't want his little beauty to get tired.

After the group got off the carriage, Bird was startled when he saw Tu Yao among them. Although Tu Yao was just a witch in the Dark Church, she was exceptionally talented, ruthless, and had a limitless future. She was a favorite of the guild master. Strange... why was she here?

After receiving Lan Ling's orders in the carriage, everyone had already taken on their roles. Although Lan Ling only gave general instructions, leaving the rest to their own performance, it was undeniable that this was an opportunity to gain Lan Ling's favor. Whoever performed best had a chance to become the most favored among the female slaves.

Tu Yao stood behind Juliet, winking mysteriously at Bird.

Although Bird didn't understand Tu Yao's meaning, he could tell she was hinting at something.

"Despicable! Using such methods!"

Juliet retorted, displaying the indignation of a righteous person who had been framed.

"Haha, the Holy Court's most outstanding female knight truly lives up to her reputation! She's far more beautiful than in the photos! Knight Juliet, such a grand welcome shows how much we value you!" Bird

laughed smugly, his excitement indescribable. All the women present were exceptional beauties, tsk tsk… his luck was truly incredible.

"What do you want! Let me tell you, the Holy Court won't let you go!"

Juliet said angrily, her eyebrows furrowed.

"The Holy Court? Ha, you won't let us go, but do you think we'll let you go? There's never any possibility of peace between the Holy Court and the Dark Church. Your words are laughable."

Bird chuckled.

"The Eastern cultivators won't let you go either! If you know what's good for you, let us leave now!"

Qiu Yan said coldly.

"The True Martial Artists of the East won't let you off either!"

Ling Xue echoed.

Bird was momentarily stunned. He hadn't expected that these beauties would include cultivators and True Martial Artists. Although he hadn't encountered these two types of cultivators from the Eastern Continent, he had heard of them. He had secretly witnessed the attacks of True Martial Artists and True Martial Artists when they helped the Holy See exterminate the vampire race, and he had been truly shocked for a long time.

Frankly, Bird didn't want to have anything to do with the cultivators of the Eastern Continent.

The vampire race was sealed away because they had grown too rapidly and had already entered the Eastern Continent, causing havoc and incurring the wrath of heaven and man, leading to their joint extermination. The Dark Church was completely different from the vampire race. First, the enmity between the Dark Church and the Holy See of Light had lasted for thousands of years, a matter of the Western Continent. Second, the Dark Church had never interfered in the Eastern Continent. From these perspectives, even if the Dark Church completely destroyed the Holy See of Light, the cultivators of the Eastern Continent wouldn't intervene.

Seeing Bird hesitate, Qiu Yan pressed on, "Let us go! Otherwise, your deaths won't be long!"

Bird chuckled, "Little beauty, are you trying to scare me? Now it seems all that trouble was really useful. Let me tell you, from today onwards, you've disappeared. No one will find you, not even a single clue..."

Then, Bird burst into laughter, "I didn't expect my luck to be so outrageous. I wonder what the effects will be like using Eastern cultivators as live subjects for experiments?"

Qiu Yan's face paled instantly. She shifted slightly, shielding Lan Ling behind her, her small hands clenching into hand seals.

"I'll fight you to the death!"

Juliet shouted, her body moving to attack. Unfortunately, just as she moved, Tu Yao stabbed her hard in the back. Juliet screamed and fell to the ground, her eyes filled with astonishment as she stared at Tu Yao.

Since the plot wasn't meticulously planned, everyone was free to improvise. However, one crucial point was mutual cooperation. Even though Juliet didn't understand what Tuyao was going to do next, she still had to react accordingly to Tuyao's poke.

Bird and all the priests were taken aback.

A cold smile appeared on Tu Yao's alluring face as she looked down at Juliet and said, "Sister Juliet, I'm sorry, but actually... I'm also a member of the Dark Church, and a witch at that. Did you really think I just came here for fun to experience the Western Continent with you? Haha, female knight, you're just waiting to die! When we use you for live experiments, I'll be your assistant!"

Then, Tu Yao quickly walked towards Bird, smiling charmingly, "Vice President, I'm so happy to see you!"

No matter how cunning Bird was, this was all too unexpected. Tu Yao's appearance was already an accident, and now she was attacking Juliet from behind...

Tu Yao saw Bird's confusion and said with a smile, "I came back with her. In this knight lady's eyes, I'm just a playful rich girl. I'll tell you the reason slowly."

As she spoke, Tu Yao's watery eyes gazed at Bird, and her alluring expression made Bird's bones melt.

"It's nothing, take your time... What exactly happened? Where are Mora and the others?"

Bird asked repeatedly.

"Don't rush me, let me explain slowly, otherwise you'll get confused and keep asking me all sorts of questions..."

Tu Yao said in a coquettish voice. It must be said that, in terms of seductive skills, although Tu Yao couldn't compare to the naturally gifted Fox Girl and Meiniang, she was still a captivating beauty among human women. Every frown and smile of hers made men's hearts itch.

Bird felt his throat go dry and his eyes glazed over, wishing he could swallow Tu Yao whole, but he could only look. Although many witches in the Dark Church were actually tools for the pleasure of those in high positions, Tu Yao was the only exception. Due to her exceptional talent, she had long been regarded as a key figure to be cultivated by the guild master. Those who coveted her beauty could only look at her but not possess her, fantasizing in their hearts, just like Bird.

Tu Yao blinked and smiled slyly, "This is a great achievement! Now, I've decided to give you a share of this credit."

Bird asked curiously, "What achievement?"

Tu Yao turned and pointed to Lanling and the others, saying, "Look, that man is an outstanding archaeological expert from the Eastern Continent. He seems to have discovered a huge secret in an old book. They came to the Western Continent because they've already reached an agreement with the Holy Court, and the Holy Court will send Juliet to protect them while they excavate that secret. Although we don't know what the discovery is yet, I think it must be very important since the Holy Court is so supportive!"

Bird looked at Lanling, pondered, and nodded. What the Holy Court cares about, the Dark Church will destroy, even if it can't get it!

Tu Yao continued, "There's another benefit. Look at that woman, she's the only remaining vampire! She caused quite a stir recently, and the Holy Court sent the Knights of Light to hunt her down."

Bird followed Tu Yao's finger to look at Beatrice, clicking his tongue in amazement. There were so many special people in this group; the unexpected benefits were unbelievable.

"The Holy See's purpose in going to the Eastern Continent this time is to find and capture her. Among the many treasures she plundered, there seems to be one that is extremely important to the Holy See."

Tu Yao smiled and said, "Unfortunately, they are looking for my father..."

Bird cleverly interjected, "So you pretended to be by her side?"

Tu Yao smiled charmingly and said, "Vice President, you are so clever... You don't know, I have been trying to please her in every way, otherwise, why would she treat me like a good sister? She even wanted to baptize me with some holy water to absorb my faith in the Holy See. Fortunately, I used the excuse of signing my faith in another religion to refuse, otherwise, if the holy water was sprinkled on me, it would be strange if I didn't give myself away..."

Tu Yao's words were flawless. People who practice black magic are divided into two types: necromancy and dark magic. Only those who practice necromancy, who have been immersed in the dead for a long time, will have obvious auras. As for Tu Yao, who has just entered the black magic field, she is still in the stage of external experimentation. Although she has a little aura, it is not easy to detect in normal times.

Only under the influence of external substances like holy water will there be a noticeable reaction. Even if Tu Yao is exceptionally talented, she is still young, and her cultivation level is not particularly profound. Besides, Juliet is just a Holy Court knight, not a Holy Court light mage. She is young and inexperienced, and can only detect mutated beings like vampires and werewolves. Therefore, it is understandable that she was deceived by Tu Yao.

"Tu Yao, you're really good! The guild master was right about you!"

Bird praised repeatedly.

Then, Bird suddenly asked, "By the way, you still haven't told me where Mora and the others went?"

Chapter 3 Vampires, Bite Me!

Tu Yao couldn't help but chuckle at Bird's question. Where did Mora and the others go?

Ha!

If the vice guild master knew that Mora was currently in the Eastern Continent, cooperating with two knights of the Holy Court of Light, causing trouble for cultivators everywhere, and being hunted down by them, his old face would probably turn black immediately.

As a corpse slave, the master has long become the most important person, and the stance is naturally centered on the master. Therefore, when Tu Yao found it funny, she didn't feel there was anything wrong with it at all, but she just felt that her master was really wicked.

"Juliet didn't go to the Eastern Continent alone. She was accompanied by two Holy Court Knights. They weren't in a hurry to return to the Western Continent. I was worried that they might have other purposes, so I discussed it with Priest Mora and the others. I will come back with Juliet, while they will stay behind to secretly keep an eye on the two Holy Court Knights' actions... You know, no matter what the Holy Court of Light's purpose is, if we find out, it would be too easy for them if we didn't take the opportunity to destroy it..."

Tu Yao said with a smile.

Bird laughed heartily and said, "That's right! Anything that benefits the Holy See, even if it's useless to us, must be destroyed! Tu Yao, you've done a tremendous service this time, you know? I went to so much trouble to capture Juliet so that I could find out from her why they went to the Eastern Continent. Recently, the Holy See seems to have become more active, and we absolutely cannot allow them to have any plans realized, haha... I didn't expect that all my trouble would be for nothing, you actually already know their plans..."

Tu Yao said with a grin, "How could it be for nothing? I just happened to know..." "That's all. Who told them to come to my father's doorstep? That's my family's territory, you know... Hehe, if it weren't for you, even if I knew all this, I wouldn't have been able to get them all under my control. Vice President, you really have a brilliant strategy. This time, you've really achieved several things at once."

Bird's face flushed with excitement at Tu Yao's praise, and he laughed heartily. This time, he had inadvertently gained a huge contribution. In the next election for president, the elders would definitely rely on him... Once he became president... Hehe... Bird leered at Tu Yao, his Adam's apple bobbing.

"Vice President, what should we do with these people?"

Tu Yao turned and glanced at Lan Ling and the others, and that glance once again stirred Bird's heart.

Bird's original intention was that even if he couldn't use Juliet as a live experimental subject, he still wanted to experience the wonderful taste of this sexy female knight. However, with Tu Yao present, like any man, Bird showed no abnormality in the face of his coveted object. Instead, he waved his hand and said, "Lock her up for now and report back to the guild master. See when he sends someone to take Juliet over."

Anyway, there was plenty of time, and Bird wasn't in a hurry. When Tu Yao wasn't around, he could find time to enjoy Juliet's beautiful body at any time.

Bird's castle itself was built in the Middle Ages and was extremely large. The roads inside the castle were interconnected, and the presence of the undead for a long time made the castle filled with a gloomy and terrifying atmosphere. The cold wind echoed in the castle, and when it blew on people, it felt like the hands of ghosts caressing them.

At Bird's command, a pack of werewolves, each three meters tall, sprang from every corner of the castle. Their black fur gleamed with a chilling light, their powerfully built bodies bulged with muscles, and their long, narrow fingers with thick knuckles—no one doubted that such hands could easily tear a person to shreds.

Faced with so many werewolves, Qiu Yan was unwilling to admit defeat, but she was powerless. Even if she fought with the resolve to die together, a man would rather die than be humiliated, what would happen to Lan Ling if she truly perished? Qiu Yan was deeply worried about him.

Reluctantly, she helped Lan Ling, escorted by the werewolves, towards the depths of the castle, all she could do was occasionally convey her anger with her eyes.

"Qiu Yan, I've dragged you into this..."

Lan Ling said weakly, his face full of guilt.

"Teacher, you mustn't say that again. I'm so glad I came, otherwise... otherwise how would I know your feelings... If I hadn't come, you would have suffered the same danger, but I wasn't there for you, and could only think of you in my heart... Teacher, I'd rather die with you..."

Qiu Yan whispered.

Her words warmed Lan Ling's heart, and for the first time, the zombie's cold heart felt a touch of warmth.

Not only Lanling, but even the other women, upon hearing Qiu Yan's words, felt their previous jealousy vanish. They were Lanling's slave girls; loyalty was an instinct ingrained in their hearts. But Qiu Yan was not a slave girl; everything she did and said came from her heart, from genuine emotion.

The dungeon was dimly lit. Although a few eerie blue flames adorned the walls, the light was clearly insufficient for the vast space.

A strange stench, a mixture of mustiness and foulness, permeated the dungeon, making one want to vomit.

Scattered bones lay along the edges of the black stone walls, some still bearing traces of flesh that hadn't completely decomposed. The dungeon was a microcosm of hell, everything about it chilling.

After the werewolf pushed them into the dungeon, he turned and left. As the echo of the iron gate closing faded, a deathly silence descended upon the dungeon.

No one spoke. Qiu Yan was trying to figure out how to escape, while the others were wondering what kind of drama would unfold next…

Lan Ling disliked this dull atmosphere. He glanced at the others and coughed softly twice.

Hearing Lan Ling's hint, Fatty Dragon seized the opportunity. Before anyone could react, he yelled, “What do we do? What do we do? I don’t want to die! I don’t want to die… I still have so much wealth I haven’t enjoyed! Whoever can help me escape, I’ll give them half of my fortune…”

Then, he grabbed Juliet’s arm like a madman, screaming angrily, “Juliet, the Holy Court promised to protect me. Is this how you protect me? Damn Holy Court, you guys are all incompetent cowards…”

Juliet realized it was her turn. She shook off Fatty Dragon’s hand and said helplessly, “Mr. Dragon, as you can see, I’m barely able to protect myself!”

To make himself look better, Fatty Dragon mustered his courage and looked at Lan Ling. After all, it was for his master’s sake; even if it was a little offensive, his master wouldn’t hold it against him, right?

Fatty Long glared angrily at Lanling and shouted, "Damn it, it's all your fault! If it weren't for you, how would I have come to the Western Continent? And if I hadn't come to the Western Continent, how would I have been captured and brought to this godforsaken place?"

Watching Fatty Long's tearful, red-eyed, and furious performance, Lanling almost burst out laughing. Damn it, it's such a waste not to let this guy be an actor.

"Mr. Long, these are all accidents..."

Lanling said softly.

Fatty Long's outburst at Lanling greatly displeased Qiu Yan. She already had a bellyful of anger with nowhere to vent, and this wretched fatso was still complaining even at this point!

Qiu Yan forcefully pushed Fatty Long's hand away from Lanling and said with a stern face, "Don't go crazy anymore! Or I won't be polite!"

Fatty Long had mustered all his courage to lash out at Lanling, but even if he had a few leopards' gall, he wouldn't dare to lash out at Qiu Yan. This whole charade was because of Qiu Yan, and it also showed Qiu Yan's status in Lanling's eyes. After today, Qiu Yan would be the rightful mistress, and if she held a grudge, she'd be in serious trouble...

Fatty Long pretended to be frightened, his fat face trembling twice before he turned and ran quickly to the iron gate, pounding on it: "Let me out! I have a lot of money! Whoever lets me out, I'll give them a fortune..."

The allure of wealth was strong, but it depended on who it attracted. These werewolf guards living in the castle would never leave it in their lives; all they knew was to obey orders. As for wealth... perhaps they didn't quite understand the meaning of that word.

After banging on the door several times, Fatty Long collapsed to the ground, wailing weakly. It was time for his performance to end. If he continued, he was worried that he might accidentally smash the iron gate.

Qiu Yan glanced disdainfully at the wailing Fat Dragon, then turned to look at Lan Ling with a hint of pity in her eyes. Her beloved man was even forced to associate with such a despicable nouveau riche just to get ahead; it was truly pitiful for him…

Meanwhile, outside the dungeon, in the castle's main hall, although the furnishings were still in a somber, dark color scheme, it was only in color. Everything, like the tables and chairs, was in the most fashionable and luxurious modern style, somewhat out of place with the castle's overall atmosphere. This also indicated that Bird enjoyed a life of luxury.

Bird sat on the sofa, chatting with Tu Yao with a broad smile. He rarely saw Tu Yao when he returned to the Dark Church headquarters. In his opinion, it was more enjoyable to indulge in lust with his old flames among the witches than to seek out this woman he could see but not have.

But now, Bird felt he had been wrong. Having sat there for so long, flattered by Tu Yao's honey-sweet lips, he felt lightheaded. This alluring and beautiful woman was even more skilled at flattery than his most sycophantic subordinates; every word was perfectly timed, making him incredibly pleased.

Tsk tsk… to be so close to a beauty and to enjoy her compliments—this was truly a wonderful feeling. Bird secretly resolved that next time he returned to the Dark Church headquarters, even if he couldn't have sex with her, he would still find Tu Yao for a good chat. Besides, the next Dark Church election was approaching; if he handled things well this time, he might become the next president. Then, would Tu Yao still be unable to have sex with him? "Hehe... let's just consider this a friendly chat for now..."

After chatting for a while, Tu Yao secretly calculated that the time was almost up. She stretched, yawned, and said, "Vice President, could you please arrange a room? I want to rest for a bit. Lately, I haven't been able to sleep peacefully with Juliet. I'm so tired... sigh... I have bags under my eyes, it looks awful."

When Tu Yao stretched, her chest bulged even more, trembling so alluring that Bird swallowed hard, feeling a surge of heat rise from his lower abdomen and quickly spread throughout his body.

Impressive... truly amazing... Bird secretly admired her. You see, he was already over three hundred years old. Although his practice of dark magic allowed him to steal the life force of others to extend his own, his body was, after all, old, and some parts of him were showing signs of weakness. Previously, whenever he indulged in debauchery with his old flames, besides drugs, those women needed to arouse his virility with their mouths first. But facing Tu Yao, he didn't even need anything; just looking at her was enough to ignite his desire…

“Go, get some rest. I'll call you for dinner,”

Bird said with a smile, suppressing his desire. Then, he waved his hand to summon a servant and instructed the servant to take Tu Yao away.

Watching Tu Yao's graceful back, Bird swallowed hard and then suddenly stood up, calling over a priest and saying, “Take me to the dungeon.”

He couldn't have Tu Yao, but there were so many women in the dungeon he could have, including the Holy Court Knight Juliet—all of them were rare beauties!

The guild master only told him to take Juliet to headquarters, but didn't say anything else. Bird had already made up his mind to savor the Holy Court Knight's taste, only earlier than originally planned. The lust aroused by Tu Yao was perfect to be vented by that Holy Court Knight.

In the dungeon, Fat Dragon's voice was hoarse. He squatted on the ground, burying his head between his knees, seemingly asleep and silent.

Everyone's expression was solemn, and the atmosphere returned to its previous oppressive tone. However, everyone except Qiu Yan was secretly wondering why what was coming hadn't arrived yet.

"We must escape!"

Lan Ling suddenly stood up and shouted in a deep voice, his determined gaze sweeping over everyone.

"How can we escape? Those outside are werewolves, and we don't even know how many there are. What's more, there are dark mages who are even more powerful than them... Remember that old guy who spoke to us earlier? Judging from the gold thread patterns on his robe, that guy was at least an elder. I'm no match for him..." Juliet

sighed.

Currently, only Juliet, Beatrice, Ling Xue, and Qiu Yan can openly demonstrate their abilities. Juliet's meaning is clear: they have no hope of escape.

"Sigh...studying is useless! I should have learned more physical skills before,"

Lanling said dejectedly.

Then, Lanling suddenly asked, "You are all so capable, quickly teach me some. If I learn a little, at least I won't be a burden, and my chances of escape will be better."

Ling Xue smiled bitterly, "Teacher Lanling, do you think cultivation is as easy as your archaeology? Even archaeology requires a lot of review and practice to solidify knowledge..."

Qiu Yan looked at Lanling's desperate attempt to find a solution and couldn't help but feel sorry for him. She gently grasped Lanling's hand and smiled, saying, "Teacher, don't worry."

Just then, Beatrice, who had been silent, suddenly said, "I have a quick way to learn..."

Her words were perfectly timed, and Lanling secretly praised Beatrice's ability to seize opportunities.

"Really?"

Lanling looked at Beatrice with ecstatic joy, his voice trembling with excitement. "Miss Beatrice, you...you're not joking, are you..."

"In a place like this, do you think I'm in the mood for jokes?"

Beatrice said calmly.

To join Lanling in the excitement, the others also looked at Beatrice with delight. Fatty Dragon, who had seemed to be asleep, jumped up as if propelled by a spring, rushed to Beatrice's side, and said excitedly, "If you are, teach me quickly!"

"Of course it's true, but...it requires Juliet's consent."

Beatrice glanced at Juliet.

"Why does she need to consent?"

Fatty Dragon complained.

Juliet was taken aback that Beatrice would pass the buck to her. After a moment, she said calmly, "I haven't told you yet, but Tu Yao already said outside that Beatrice is a vampire..."

"A vampire? There really are vampires?"

Fatty Dragon said, feigning ignorance.

Juliet nodded and said, "Belise is a vampire... After experiencing some things, she grew tired of the vampire life and voluntarily followed me, hoping the Holy See would have a way to seal her energy and restore her life as a normal person."

In Juliet's words, Belise had become a model of turning over a new leaf.

Then, Juliet said with a serious expression, "Your situation is dangerous now, and I cannot hinder your wishes. It is up to you to choose. However, becoming a vampire is the fastest way to gain powerful abilities, and it is also the only way at present. But, I must tell you something in advance: becoming a vampire will make you dependent on blood and will also generate violent emotions. I don't even know if the Holy See can seal vampire energy. Perhaps, once you become vampires, you will never be able to change! If you drink human blood, you will become the enemy of all righteous cultivators!"

"Blood is easy! What era are we living in? There's plenty of blood plasma in hospitals. I have a lot of money. I'll just open a blood bank when the time comes,"

Fat Dragon shouted.

"Violent emotions can be controlled," said Beatrice. "Although it will be extremely frustrating at first, as long as you put your mind to it, you will gradually drive away that terrible emotion. I am a prime example."

Yes... Beatrice had always been taciturn, quietly staying to the side. Where was there even a trace of violence in her? There was no more convincing role model than her.

Lanling began to get eager, glancing at Qiuyan from time to time, as if seeking her opinion.

Qiuyan remained silent, a struggle raging within her. She had also heard the legends of vampires from her master. Those were all bloodthirsty demons. She couldn't accept the idea of her beloved man becoming a vampire.

However, in such a dangerous situation, even if she protected him well, she couldn't guarantee Lanling's safety. She herself was barely able to protect herself, how could she take care of Lanling? There was no better way than for Lanling to have the ability to protect himself.

"Hurry up, hurry up! I want to be a vampire, I don't want to die!"

Fatty Dragon shouted excitedly.

Beatrice smiled and said, "As you wish, after becoming a vampire, you will have a long lifespan as long as you escape, and your body will possess formidable regenerative abilities."

The fat dragon's words had already touched Qiu Yan's heart, and Beatrice's words further shook the traditional defenses of her reason. Yes, as long as she could leave this place alive, that would be best…

Qiu Yan looked at Juliet and said, "Miss Juliet, is it really possible for the Holy See to seal vampires? I mean, if the vampire energy within is sealed, can one become an ordinary person?"

Juliet smiled and said, "Miss Qiu Yan, I dare not speak definitively. As I've already said, I'm not sure if such a sealing method exists. However, I think if all vampires possessed the same will as Miss Beatrice, then vampires would be no different from ordinary people, just living longer."

Lanling hugged Qiu Yan's shoulders, whispered in her ear, "Baby, I know what you're worried about. Don't worry, for me, there's no better seal than you… The only change is that I can stay with you for a longer time…"

"It looks like someone's coming from outside. Make a decision quickly, there's no time left,"

Juliet urged, seizing the opportunity.

"I've decided!"

Fatty Dragon was the first to raise his hand.

Then, Fox and Meiniang followed suit, and finally, it was Ya Si who completely swayed Qiu Yan. She also raised her hand and said, "I don't want to be a burden to everyone, I've decided too!"

Qiu Yan was too young, and Song Yun Lao Dao rarely talked about vampires. The vampire clan had been sealed away, and when Song Yun Lao Dao mentioned these things to Qiu Yan, it was only as a way to accumulate experience, and he only touched on them briefly.

With Juliet and the others echoing her sentiments, vampires were no longer some kind of monsters. They were simply a powerful remedy without any side effects...

Qiu Yan looked up at Lan Ling and said softly, "No matter what you become, I will always be by your side..."

Lan Ling was overjoyed and nodded vigorously, looking at Beatrice firmly and saying, "Come on, I want to become a vampire too!"

Everything went extremely smoothly, even better than Lan Ling had expected.

Previously, this plan was merely a product of Lanling's wild imagination. Before its implementation, it might have seemed incredibly audacious, but as things neared their end, Lanling couldn't help but feel a sense of pride in his "flash of inspiration."

Of course, he had to express his sincere gratitude to all the "actors" involved; their outstanding performances propelled the story from the ordinary to its climax.

Similarly, he thanked the Dark Church for their "help." It was their presence that gave Lanling the inspiration and this excellent opportunity. Hmm… to express his deepest gratitude, Lanling decided that when he acted, he would maintain a modicum of mercy, at least not letting them die too horribly.

The process was paramount, and now everything seemed to have perfectly achieved its goal. In this final moment, no one dared to relax even slightly, striving to complete the final "scene."

Except for Beatrice, everyone offered their necks with unwavering resolve.

Beatrice, too, solemnly completed each "embrace."

To make her performance more realistic, Beatrice's "bites" were genuine—and only biting, of course, using her two fangs to poke two holes in other people's necks. The

once stunningly beautiful woman had instantly transformed into a vampire with fleshy wings and two pale, sharp fangs… the contrast was simply too great. Watching Beatrice bite other people's necks, the blood staining her rosy lips and pale fangs, Qiu Yan, even though she was mentally prepared, couldn't help but shudder.

When it was Lanling's turn, Qiu Yan instinctively grabbed Lanling's arm, her pretty face filled with extreme anxiety.

Lanling grabbed Qiuyan's hand and smiled, saying, "It's alright, look at them, nothing happened."

To keep Qiuyan from wavering, everyone remained calm after being bitten. Although Fatty Long thought that at this moment, they should have contorted their faces, rolled around violently, or performed some other crazy actions to make the process of turning from humans into vampires more realistic and believable, he only thought about it. Seeing that others didn't put on any extreme performances, he had no choice but to sit obediently on the ground, closing his eyes and not daring to utter a sound.

Qiuyan whispered, "I suddenly remembered... when Master was telling me about vampires, he said... after being bitten by a vampire, you will become that vampire's descendant servant..."

Although Qiuyan's voice wasn't loud, it was still clearly heard by Beatrice in the quiet cell.

A hint of displeasure flickered across Beatrice's beautiful, weary face as she said, "It's obvious your master doesn't understand real vampires, or his understanding is limited to hearsay. What he's referring to is 'The Embrace,' not just a simple bite. The Embrace is a complex process, not as simple as it is now. Can't you see how tired I am? If it were the Embrace, I should be radiant."

Beatrice's words clearly revealed her dissatisfaction, as if Qiu Yan's words had greatly wronged her. Kind-hearted Qiu Yan glanced at Beatrice's tired face, and couldn't help but stick out her tongue in embarrassment, saying softly, "I'm sorry, I don't understand..."

At this moment, the sound of the dungeon's iron door opening came from behind.

Lanling gently freed himself from Qiu Yan's small hand and walked to Beatrice, saying, "Come on."

Beatrice immediately treated Lanling as if he were anyone else, but unfortunately, Lanling's golden-armored corpse's unique steel bones were no joke. Beatrice gritted her teeth until they went numb, but couldn't even break a single inch.

Left with no other choice, Lanling pretended to be in great pain, touching the spot where she had been bitten and secretly scratching her skin with her sharp nails, squeezing out a little blood.

"Any reaction?"

Qiu Yan asked anxiously.

"I can't explain it. My emotions have become very chaotic, my heart seems to be beating faster, it feels like something is raging inside my body, it's a bit sore and weak..."

Lanling said, clutching her neck.

As she spoke, Lanling's body seemed to suddenly lose its bones, and she slumped to the ground, her eyes slowly closing, startling Qiu Yan into turning pale.

Bird, burning with lust, entered the dungeon. Looking at the beauties in the dungeon, he began to ponder which one to use to satisfy his desires first.

"My esteemed guests, why are you all sitting on the ground?"

Bird stood on the steps, his expression lewd, and said, "This place is truly awful. Does anyone want to leave? Perhaps my bedroom is much more comfortable than this."

No one answered. At this moment, Beatrice had already retracted her fleshy wings and fangs, sitting next to Juliet, head bowed and silent.

Although Bird had already decided to enjoy both the beautiful warriors and cultivators, his inner apprehension made him somewhat restrained. Whether in his thoughts or words, he was far more unrestrained towards Juliet, the Holy Court knight, and Beatrice, the surviving vampire.

Furthermore, this old lecher from the Western Continent still preferred the tall and sensual women of the Western Continent in terms of aesthetics. Therefore, after scanning the area for a while, his gaze naturally settled on Beatrice and Juliet.

Heh… a Holy Court knight and a vampire appearing at the same time, and even getting along peacefully… how amazing! I wonder if it would be even more amazing to enjoy both of them at the same time? A lewd smile appeared on Bird's face, as if he were already on a large bed, with Beatrice and Juliet naked and at his disposal.

Seeing that no one paid him any attention, Bird chuckled twice and said, "Was my wording too tactful? Or should I have asked you directly, you only have two choices: death or survival, which would you choose... Death? That would mean becoming a living subject for experiments on a lab bed. Survival? Heh heh... If you satisfy me, you'll not only have the right to live, but you'll live very comfortably."

"Demon, if you think we'll yield, you're wrong!"

Juliet said through gritted teeth.

"We'd rather die than yield! The cultivators from the East will annihilate you all!"

Qiu Yan chimed in.

Bird's face turned grim, and he said sinisterly, "Little girls from the Eastern Continent, is there a saying there: 'You won't shed tears until you see the coffin'? It seems you haven't fully grasped your situation! Stop dreaming that someone will come to save you! Now, your lives are in my hands!"

Suddenly!

The fat dragon, who had been sitting silently on the ground, leaped up with a roar. His obese body seemed incredibly light, and his fat face contorted as he charged towards Bird.

This was an unexpected turn of events.

Zombies are beings beyond the comprehension of all cultivators in this world, and their energy is naturally unfamiliar to them.

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