"Duke Clermont! Duke Clermont! Not good!" A voice came.

Count Dracula and the black-haired blood clan hurriedly walked from the room to the balcony.

He was originally standing on the balcony and had the highest official position on the scene. The brunette, who was known as Duke Clermont, looked down slightly.

A deacon officer turned into a bat and flew over from a distance with his wings, turning into a human form, and landing on the open space under the balcony. The black robe was broken. You could even see scars and blood clearly in the damaged area. It looked like you had just experienced a big battle.

The deacons present couldn't help but open their eyes wide.

"Where are the others?" Duke Carlemon asked softly.

The deacon officer stammered: "We...we were ambushed."

"Ambued by Hydra?"

"Not exactly, there are dwarves."

"Ambued by a group of slaves?" Duke Kalemon snorted coldly, jumped directly from the balcony, and shouted loudly: "Everyone, gather--!"

Suddenly, all the blood clan officials roared towards here.

On the balcony, Count Dracula was still a little confused.

"Don't worry, it's just a small matter." The black-haired blood clan standing beside him said lightly, and then jumped off the balcony.

...

When Duke Clermont arrived at the entrance of the tunnel, he happened to see five other deacons supporting each other and emerged from the tunnel in a mess.

"Where are the other four?"

"I don't know, it seems... it seems... it's been caught by them." One of the officers stammered: "They actually blocked the cave with Hydra. And we are not familiar with this place at all."

"Are you injured by Hydra?"

"No, it's a dwarf."

"You were actually injured by a group of dwarf slaves? Where is your magic shield?"

"It's used, but... I feel like they're all crazy, never seen such crazy dwarves. And it seems they have unified command."

The officers who came out of the tunnel were all hesitant and were almost scared to death.

Clermont took a deep breath and slowly exhaled: "Earl of Messiyer."

"In!" The response was the black-haired blood clan who was a matchmaker standing next to Count Dracula.

"Change the entrance, and you and I will take half of the people in separately. These tunnels should be connected."

"Do you still want to go in?" Earl Messiyer was stunned: "Maybe... maybe we can smoke them out with cigarettes? If we can force them out, it will be easier."

"Do you know how many exits are here? What is the structure inside?"

"Uh...I don't know."

"This is a mine, not a cave. If we smoke, they will laugh out loud. We are a blood clan, while the other is a hydra and a dwarf. They must be thinking about dragging the time now. There are days and nights in this place, and the sunrise is very bad for us. We must solve it as soon as possible."

"yes."

"You guys, follow the Earl of Messiyer. You guys, come with me."

"yes!"

"yes!"

After a brief distribution, the deacon's men quickly divided into two groups, and bypassed the entrance of the tunnel in front of him and headed towards the entrance of other tunnels.

Halfway through, Count Messiyer stopped, grabbed Count Dracula and asked in a low voice: "He just said that there was unified command. Have your son fought?"

After thinking about it, Count Dracula nodded.

“How many times have you ever tried?”

"I don't know very well that he seems to have participated in many battles under the Lich King, and maybe...a few hundred times."

"Hundreds of times?" Earl Messiyer's mouth twitched slightly: "Why haven't you told me?"

"I, I don't know very well. I only know that he has been on the battlefield." Earl Dracula stammered: "It should be just a coincidence. He is just a child and has no ability."

"Is that so? You said so before, but now four of us have been arrested." Messier could only grit his teeth and continue walking forward.

Earl Dracula took a deep breath and hurriedly followed.

Is a naughty boy who has fought hundreds of battles or even commanded hundreds of battles just a naughty boy?

Those who have been on the battlefield and have never been on the battlefield are completely different. If the other party has not been on the battlefield, then the current one is a Hydra, a group of mob dwarf slaves, and a blood clan naughty boy. They can handle it anyway.

But if that urcher child has experienced many battles, occupied favorable terrain, and received complete loyalty from a group of dwarves... hehe, then this may be an army.

...

At this moment, Jones was sharpening his knife in the cave.

The four blood clans were tied tightly with iron chains, even their mouths were stuffed. They even had hemp ropes tied to their fingers to prevent them from using silent magic.

"What should I do next?" Yin Chuan asked in a low voice: "We have hostages now, can we use hostages to threaten them?"

"That's the next move."

"What about this trick?"

"We will try this trick with them first. Our goal is to delay time. As long as we delay enough time, we will win."

"Okay. Lord Lord, let's listen to you." The dwarves all gave Jones thumbs up.

...

Standing at the entrance of the cave, one of the blood clans who had just run out of it held a torch and introduced to Earl Messiyer: "It's very dark inside, and there's almost no light at all. We can't see anything, we must carry a torch. And even with a torch, we can only see a little distance around."

"It's very dark?"

"right."

“No light?”

"Yes. They will snatch our torches, and we will lose sight of anything."

Count Messiyer snatched the torch from his hand and threw it on the ground. He stepped on it twice with his feet, and directly wiped it out.

"Did you forget that you are actually a bat?" Turning his face, Earl Messiyer opened his mouth slightly, making a sound that humans cannot hear.

Suddenly, as the sound waves spread, a vague underground tunnel structure map appeared in the minds of Count Messiyer and even several other blood tribes.

“Look, how simple?”

Before he finished speaking, another human voice was inaudible.

...

Jones also opened his mouth slightly deep in the tunnel.

"Lord, what are you doing?"

Jones waved his hand and signaled the dwarf next to him not to speak.

...

Outside the tunnel, the already vague tunnel map in the minds of the vampires has completely blurred.

"He is disturbing me!" Earl Messiyer's eyes widened, and could only helplessly pick up the extinguished torches on the ground, and whispered to his subordinates next to him: "Let's do it... click."

"Jones! Come out here-!" Earl Dracula took a step forward and roared violently.

"I don't-!" Jones immediately responded in the depths of the tunnel: "This is my territory, you guys get out of here!"

"You nerd! Come out for me!"

"It's not your turn to educate me! Have you forgotten that you have adopted me to someone else?"

"If I caught you, you will be dead!"

"Then you're here to catch me! I'm waiting here!"

"You have hard wings, right?"

"You've been hard for a long time, you just don't know!"

"you!"

"Come in! See who is the waste!"

The sound of the two fathers and sons quarrels flowing in the air, and everyone can clearly hear it.

Earl Dracula was already blushing.

Count Messiyer shouted loudly: "Jones! I've also watched you grow up! Do you know what the result of taking action against the deacons? If you come out now, I can still open the door!"

"Who did you grow up watching you? I have nothing to do with you!" After a lot of effort, Jones roared in the tunnel: "What will happen to the deacon? You can talk to my adoptive father! Our White Bone Holy Light Church will not eat your blood clan's trick!"

Now the Earl Messier also blushed.

At the other end of the tunnel, Duke Clermont listened speechlessly: "Jones! Are you called Jones right? Listen, now is your last chance to reconcile!"

"Who are you? Invade other people's territory and then count on reconciliation? It's a joke!" Jones responded with a hoarse voice: "Listen, this is your last chance! If you don't leave immediately, I will pursue this matter to the end! Your actions will be regarded as declaring war on the Silver Moon Knights! The Bone Light Holy Church will send a letter of accountability to the Vampire Elders! You think about the consequences yourself! Including you! My father! I am not talking to you as your son now! I am talking to you as the son of the Lich King, a member of the Lich King's Parliamentary Council, and a Lich King's close guard! Put away your oppressive son's trick!"
To be continued...