MTL - Tome of Blood-Chapter 224 -74-Assaulted

  Chapter 224-74-Assaulted

  Leaving the Earl's Mansion, Castel's guards did not embarrass Earl Ulster any more.

   It wasn't until the Blood Earl returned to the messy tavern that he was completely relieved, and his mood relaxed a lot.

   I don’t know why, although he didn’t see any force that could threaten him in the Earl’s Mansion, since meeting with Earl Castel, Yurst has an inexplicable anxiety and pressure.

  Even he himself couldn't tell where the pressure came from, but he had a feeling that it might have something to do with the mysterious **** behind Castel's backstage.

  Perhaps... just when he was talking to Earl Castel, that mysterious **** was spying on him!

  Thinking of this, Earl Urst couldn't sit still anymore.

  The task entrusted to him by the Duke is considered completed.

  He is undoubtedly involved in the game between legends and myths, and now he just wants to leave Beigang as soon as possible, report everything and return to his castle to stay.

   "Your Earl, you are finally back! How are the negotiations going? Can we return to the Fallen Star?"

  Seeing Ulster returning safely and soundly, the tavern owner was extremely excited, and asked nervously and expectantly.

Obviously, the leader of the underground stronghold of the Ness blood was probably frightened by the various arrests of Castel during this period, and now even the tavern has been smashed, and now he just wants to take advantage of it. This opportunity slipped away and stayed away from the land of right and wrong...

  Earl Ulster gave him a strange look.

   While relaxing, the Earl of Blood also became a little joking.

  I saw him hey and nodded:

   "The negotiations are going well."

  After hearing his words, the tavern owner's eyes lit up.

  But Yurst took out a pack of Quintana from his arms and stuffed it directly into the boss's hand:

   "Repair the tavern well, next, your task will be even more difficult."

   "Huh? Building a tavern? Don't you want to go back?"

  Looking at Quintana in his hand, the tavern owner was a little dazed.

  Earl Ulster grinned and said:

   "Yeah, we're going back, but you have to stay here."

   "We are about to cooperate with Castel, and we need a window for dialogue. I am busy with business, and it is impossible to go back and forth between the falling star and the new moon frequently, and your Excellency... needs to be our representative of Ness to communicate with the Earl's Mansion."

   After finishing speaking, Earl Urst took out another communication crystal from his arms and placed it on the bar counter of the tavern:

   "This is the communication crystal that can contact me, and it is temporarily entrusted to you for safekeeping."

   "You have to take it well, there are not many such precious magic devices, even in the clan."

  The tavern owner was stunned for a while, but under Yurst's oppressive gaze, he finally bit the bullet and put away the crystal.

   "Work hard, if you make a contribution, I will reward you with the original blood."

   Earl Ulster said again.

  The tavern owner's eyes lit up, and he said excitedly:

   "Thank you Earl! I will do it well! I will do it well!"

   It is difficult for blood races to increase their strength.

  The original blood given by the high-ranking blood is the greatest hope for the low-ranking blood to improve its strength.

   After calming down the nominee of his clan's stronghold in Beigang, Earl Ulster hurriedly left by boat.

  He wants to report the content of the negotiations with Earl Castel to the Duke as soon as possible.

   "My lord duke is really right. I am afraid that the gods behind Castel have some problems in the process of restoring their strength. Otherwise... the young countess would not be so interested in the method of restoring divine power!"

   "It's no wonder that His holy emblem has appeared on the mainland for hundreds of years but has never been famous. I am afraid that it has been dormant because of the limitation of strength, and it has not gradually accumulated some strength until recent years..."

   "From this perspective, this mysterious **** is really a suitable partner for Ness. After all...Although he is a god, he doesn't seem to pose a huge threat!"

   On the Carrick sailing ship, Earl Urst said to himself while writing on the parchment scroll.

  In the cabin, the candlelight was flickering, and the light blue incense smoke was lingering, exuding a refreshing aroma.

   I have to say that the fleet of my own clan will indeed enjoy it. Even the incense in the cabin is high-end, refreshing, and Yurst wants to ask where to buy it.

  However, recalling the information about the Gorefiend Cult that Earl Castel had mentioned, his interest soon dissipated, and his brows gradually frowned again:

   "The Blood Demon Sect... Could it be that Elder Maxim hasn't given up on his cooperation plan with them?"

   "They appeared in the North...Could it be the handwriting of Elder Maxim?"

   "No, this matter must be reported to the Duke as soon as possible!"

  Yurst thought for a moment, picked up a quill pen and accelerated the writing of the report on the parchment, and at this moment, the wooden door of the cabin was knocked lightly:

   "My lord, it's time for afternoon tea. Today's tea is Luna Island's Blood God Red Wine and Crescent Almond Cake."

  Hearing the sound outside the cabin door, Yurst subconsciously stopped.

   Work is important, but life is equally important to the elegant and enjoyment blood race.

  The Ness blood clan can be driven to a country castle by mortal nobles, but they must not miss the daily afternoon tea!

   Unless you go to sleep in a coffin.

"come in."

   Earl Ulster said indifferently.

  The wooden door of the cabin was gently opened, and a young blood came in with a tray.

  Yurst glanced casually, and found that it was a blood descendant who escorted the delegation to the Northland.

  He can’t remember exactly how many generations, it seems to be the ninth generation, or it may be the tenth generation, the strength is close to the second level of Silver Moon, and it can be regarded as the backbone of the **** team this time.

   "My lord, please have refreshments."

   The Bloodborn stammered, seeming a little nervous.

   Seeing the other party like this, Yurst laughed dumbfounded.

  The vampires have a strict hierarchy, and too many low-level vampires look like this when they see him.

  As an enlightened faction among the clan, he doesn't care as much about the gap in status as those stubborn blood descendants, but he is quite helpless about it, and he is used to it.

  Ulster covered the parchment, nodded slightly, and gracefully raised the wine glass.

  However, just as he was about to put the red wine into his mouth, his heart suddenly moved and he stopped.

  The corner of his eyes fell aside, and the blood descendant who brought the tea did not leave.

   Not only that, the other party was staring at the red wine in his hand, but his hands under the sleeves were shaking slightly.

  The drumbeat-like heartbeat is even more like stars in the dark night under Yurst's perception...

   Yurst frowned slightly.

  He calmly and carefully sniffed the red wine in his hand, his expression changed slightly, and suddenly became gloomy.

   He snorted softly, dropped the wine glass on the ground, and pointed lightly, and the blood-born in front of him was immediately pulled over by an inexplicable force.

  In the cabin, the candlelight was flickering, the wind was strong, and the blood-born was pale and frightened. He was "lifted" into the air by Earl Ulster, unable to move.

  Yurst looked at him calmly, with mockery in his scarlet eyes:

   "Son, didn't the people behind you tell you that your intense heartbeat can't hide the perception of high-level blood at all?"

   "Say, who ordered you to do this?!"

   Ulster's voice was loud and overwhelming.

   In front of him, the pale-faced blood descendant was trembling with a look of fear.

   And at this moment, a commotion came from outside the cabin, mixed with exclamation, cursing and screaming.

  The faint smell of blood gradually spread, penetrating Earl Urst's nasal cavity.

  Earl Ulster's expression changed slightly.

  He threw the "lifted" blood aside, then put away the parchment, got up and left the cabin.

   Above the deck, there was chaos.

   When Yurst came here, what he saw was a scuffle.

Those blood descendants who followed him as a mission were surrounded by groups, and the attacking ones were the accompanying blood descendants escorting this visit, and the commander turned out to be the captain of the entire ship, a blood viscount named Zachary .

  At this moment, the captain, who is also of the blood of the Ness clan, is raising his silver sword and stabbing the chest of a blood descendant who followed Yurst.

   Seeing this scene, Yurst was furious.

  I saw him shouting angrily, summoning a shadow tentacle to overturn the opponent to the ground, and then turning into a cloud of black mist and flashing in front of the surrounded blood descendants, looking coldly at the **** blood descendants who besieged them:

   "Zachary! Are you crazy?"

   "Ahem..."

  Blood-born captain Zachary got up, looked at Yurst complicatedly, then bowed his head and said:

   "I'm sorry... my lord, my lord doesn't want to see Castel's negotiation succeed, so... I can only ask you to be wronged."

   Yulster was furious:

   "Aggrieved? Does being wronged mean raising a sword to your compatriots?!"

   After finishing speaking, red light bloomed on Yurst's body, and the pressure rose.

  However, at this moment, he suddenly felt a pain in his chest, his face turned pale, and he couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of black blood.

  His breath suddenly became unstable, and he fell straight down.

poisoned?

when?

   Yurst was stunned.

  Looking at his astonished expression, the blood-born captain Zachary said in a deep voice:

   "Master Earl, you should stop trying to use your strength."

   "Inhaling the fragrance of the phantom death flower, the more you use your extraordinary power, the weaker you become..."

  After hearing what the captain said, Earl Urst's expression changed slightly:

   "Aroma? Incense...! Did you tamper with the incense?!"

  The blood-born captain was noncommittal:

   "Sorry, Ursteda, you are an earl after all. In order to deal with an existence like you, I can only use this disgraceful method."

  Earl Urst had an ugly expression.

  He snorted coldly and said:

   "Zachary, I don't know which old **** is behind you, but... if you think you can deal with a blood count by poisoning, then you underestimate the power of the count!"

   "I will tie you all up, I will tie you up to the elders, I will let you and the guy behind you accept the punishment of the clan!"

   After finishing speaking, Yurst shouted angrily, directly forcibly activated his power, and displayed his mental force field.

  However, at this moment, a loud dragon chant suddenly came from the sky.

  Longwei, which has the same origin as the mental force field, tilted down and hit Yurst's body, and his forcibly exerted mental force field was immediately frustrated, and cracks appeared.

  The mental force field is connected to the soul, and if the force field is damaged, the soul is also damaged.

   Earl Ulster's face turned pale, and almost instantly spurted out another mouthful of black blood.

  He staggered and almost fell, but was supported by the blood behind him in time to barely stand still.

  A huge black shadow enveloped the ship, and a majestic black dragon descended slowly.

  Looking at the figure on the back of the dragon covered in a black robe and wearing a devil's eye mask, Yurst's expression changed slightly:

   "Bloodfiend... Order!"

  (end of this chapter)