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Chapter 133 Memories of Blood and Darkness(1/2)

 “Hi, don’t mention it.”

The strange man shook his head and waved his hand, "I don't know how long I have been here."

"This place is very evil. Whether you walk forward or backward, you always circulate in this hall."

"Well..." Sang Xiaotian pondered for a moment and said, "I don't know who you are, how did you come here?"

As a special agent, he began to make up words intentionally or unintentionally out of professional habits.

The strange man sighed, picked up a piece of steak from the dining plate and said while gnawing:

"My name is Luo Yan, a native of Xia. I was originally a fisherman from Siam. I participated in a long-distance fishing ten years ago. After thousands of kilometers away from Siam, we encountered some strange things on the sea. When we woke up, we appeared on an island..."

...

"Card..."

The dilapidated wooden door was pushed open unscrupulously, and all three men in the cottage were awakened.

All three of them were very fat, sleeping on a low bunk bed, with a numb and dull expression.

After the door opened, a short, strong and brown-skinned man walked in, and cursed with impatient expression:

"Don't pretend to be dead, come out and line up!"

After saying that, he turned around and left the broken house.

The three men's expressions remained unchanged, and they silently put on torn sandals and walked out of the house dejectedly.

After they got out, they found that there were several long queues outside the door.

It was midnight and there was no extra light, so I couldn't see where the end of the team was, I only knew that there were many people.

The people in line were like them, all of whom were fat and dressed in worn-out clothes, with no spirit on their wooden faces.

The bald fat man among the three said in surprise: "What is this for? You can't use so many people to draw blood."

He turned to look at Luo Yan next to him and asked, "Brother Luo, you have been there for the longest time. Have you ever seen this scene?"

Luo Yan shook her head: "I haven't seen it before. There are only dozens of vampires on the island, so many people are asked to come over..."

Before he finished speaking, he was covered by the fat man with rotten teeth on the side.

The fat man whispered: "You are crazy, they hate this word the most, you will be tortured to death."

The bald fat man next to him also nodded nervously: "Yes, yes, don't implicate us!"

"Bah!" Pushing his hand away, Luo Yan sneered coldly, "Life is like a beast, it doesn't matter if I step on a horse."

That being said, he didn't dare to mention the word "vampire".

The three of them squeezed into the team at will, and the people who were stuffed didn't care. After all, being urged to be used as food is not a good thing.

The moon is rising higher and higher.

The moonlight is also strangely getting redder and redder.

Under the dark red moonlight, the long queue was still walking step by step.

At some point in the sky, several monsters wearing black robes and fangs were flying over.

"Cry!!!"

When they saw the crowd, they roared in a grim way and immediately swooped down and grabbed a few people to the sky.

The arrested person screamed and cried, but he stopped before he could scream.

Because those monsters bit people at the neck when they grabbed them to heaven.

When they flew to a high altitude, they had already sucked the fat people with a lot of weight into adults.

After satisfying the appetite, the monsters howled twice and threw the mummies into a bunch back to the ground at will.

Bang!

One of the mummies happened to hit Luo Yan's feet. The heavy sound and the twisted expression of the corpse scared him to death. The indifferent aura disappeared in an instant.

Such a terrible thing happened before my eyes, and there was no scream in the crowd.

It’s not that they are so numb that they have lost their minds, but that those who have dared to call will end up the same thing.

The black-robed monsters flew around in the sky for a long time, but before they could hear the pleasant screams of fear, they couldn't help but feel a little angry, and immediately used the same trick to retake the other people and sucked blood.

After several round trips, the monsters were bored and flew away slowly.

After they left, a sigh of relief came from the crowd.

“Woo woo woo woo…”

A young man in front couldn't help crying.

"Oh..." Luo Yan sighed heavily.

It's not embarrassing to cry.

But crying must solve the problem. Luo Yan would rather cry blindly with his eyes to exchange for a chance to escape from purgatory.

But no, no one came to save them.

Thinking of this, Luo Yan's hunched back bent down a little further.

The footsteps kept sounding.

In an extremely depressing atmosphere, they walked for several hours and came from their residences to a lake.

There were more than a dozen black-robed monsters wandering around above the lake, making terrifying and screaming from time to time.

Looking at the rippling lake in the night, Li Hong was deeply saddened.

For most of the decade he spent only staying in a simple and small dilapidated house, and only when the monster needed to have a meal would he summon him.

He had hardly seen the sunshine a few times, nor had he seen the boss of the group of monsters in his mouth.

At this time, the short and fat man who had just asked them to leave the house ran over with a stick, and some people who were dressed neatly and carried wooden sticks like him.

These people are slaves to monsters and lackeys to humans.

By helping monsters manage humans, you can have no worries about food and clothing, and your life is also guaranteed.

The slaves cursed and drove away the crowd, forcing each of them to stand in a position and surrounded the entire small lake.

After a long time, the dense crowds of people were like black lines, wrapping up the entire lake.

"Hiss..." the bald fat man grinned, "I didn't expect there were so many people on this island."

Luo Yan, who was standing beside him, asked curiously: "What do you say?"

"I've heard people say that this lake has a diameter of seven or eight thousand meters. Look, this person stands half a meter, and if you carefully calculate it, it will be 40,000 to 50,000 people."

"Huh?" Luo Yan glanced at him, "I didn't see that, Lao Shao, you're good at arithmetic."

Lao Shao frowned and looked at him, "I used to be a good engineer, but I didn't know how to do it."

"Oh." Luo Yan responded muffled. He was not unaware of Fatty Shao's past and how he was caught.

But what if you know, you're going to die.

When he thought of this, he couldn't be more excited and took care of other things.

Buzz —

At this time, a strange sound echoed across the lake, interrupting Luo Yan's chaotic thoughts.

Suddenly he saw that the red-blazed moon in the sky actually projected a bloody red beam of light into the center of the lake.

Li Hong rubbed his eyes hard and found that the beam of light disappeared, as if everything was an illusion.

He looked at the lake with both anxiety and curiosity, and found that the lake water not far from his feet began to turn red quickly.

The lake water is visible to the naked eye and the blood is greasy and emitting a nauseating dark red light, like blood.

Guru...

Gululu...

Suddenly, blood-red faces surged onto the lake, trembling all over Luo Yan, who had been observing the changes in the lake water.

The faces were not dense. They wandered in the lake in groups of three to three until... a figure completely condensed by blood flew out of the center of the lake. These faces suddenly became rioted. They swam to the center of the lake with ferocious expressions, and roared angrily around the blood-colored figure above.

Even Luo Yan, a mediocre fisherman, could feel the pure malice of willing to fall into hell and only seeking the other party to pieces.

But the figure seemed to have no idea, but slowly opened his arms as if he was greeting the cheers of his subjects, accepting all the scoldings and curses against him without any scruples.

"Myceneil! You must die a good death!"

"Myceneil! I curse you to hell!"

"Myceneil! God will punish you!

"Myceneil! I want to tear you into pieces!!"

...

Endless curses came into the ears of everyone by the lake, and the noisy sounds forced them to cover their ears and fall to the ground with pain.
To be continued...
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