Bronze Dragon: Tyrant's Road to Conquest

Chapter 367 The Blood Prince

squeak~
Sharp and harsh sounds came from far and near, coming from the dimly lit sky. Cage, the hunter who returned from the mountain forest with his hounds, looked at the several bats hovering over the village with an ugly expression.

Different from ordinary bats that feed on mosquitoes, or even pollen and fruits, what hovers over the village is a ferocious bat that is as tall as a person. It is a bloodthirsty monster that is difficult for ordinary people to fight against.

However, a few bloodthirsty bats are not qualified to show off their violence in a village that is mainly about hunting. Let these beasts show off their power over the Orion village, making other more terrifying existences. These bloodthirsty monsters are just their slaves. , or pets.

"Uncle Cage, they are here again."

Seeing those bats, the young man following the old hunter came out of the jungle. Unlike Cage, who had anger and helplessness in his eyes, this young man looked at those bats with longing, eagerness to try, and even some impatience.

"Can you wake up a little bit? That's a monster. It's a monster that eats us humans like beasts. It's a different species from us, but it has a similar appearance to us."

Seeing his closest blood-nephew showing such an unbearable attitude, the old hunter Cage kicked him in the butt hard.

The young man who was kicked staggered suddenly, ran forward a few steps, then rubbed his butt nonchalantly, showing a rather silly smile, as if he didn't care at all.

At this moment, his mind has already flown to the village, eager to see the noble tax collector. He wants to feel the wonderful feeling of his body being so light as if he is about to fly when the blood is being drawn.

This blood tax alone eliminated a lot of fear and uneasiness, especially after the first round of taxation, the vast majority of farmers and freedmen began to live peacefully and contentedly, no longer thinking about escaping.

Under the threat of death, those who are thoughtful but have not yet taken action can only hide uneasily at home or in the cellar, but the vast majority of people can only wait indifferently.

For the docile farmers who have been exploited by human nobles for hundreds of years, the blood tax that can offset all other exorbitant taxes is simply a gift.

The vampire lord, who is called a monster among the bards, has added a new blood tax. Those who pay the blood tax do not need to pay other taxes.

For the common people and farmers at the bottom, these monsters, which could only be heard from the mouths of bards who occasionally passed by, suddenly replaced the original noble masters and became lords.

"Damn monster!"

However, what frightened many people was that this group of nobles soon revealed their true nature, or rather openly revealed their identities. They were not human beings, but the legendary vampires, or vampires.

Hunter Cage, who walked into the village square, looked at the female vampire standing on the high platform of the square, commanding two blood servants to collect the blood tax, with a flash of resentment and helplessness in his eyes.

Sometimes some villagers would be deprived of their status as free citizens and demoted to slaves because they were unable to pay taxes on time. Others would be beaten to death because they angered the tax officials. Of course, the latter are still a minority. More often than not, those who could not pay the taxes were taken away and sold as slaves.

After entering the village, the old hunter looked at the villagers gathering in the small square in the center of the village. He saw that there was almost no sadness on their faces, and the expression on their faces became even heavier.

Looking at the young man with an unsightly expression who had already begun to trot, the old hunter could only sigh, carrying the four-eared gray rabbit he had just shot, and walked heavily toward the place shrouded in the shadow of the monster. Walk to the village.

After a short gap period, new nobles moved into the castle of the original noble master. They looked the same as human beings, but they were handsome men and beautiful women. They also looked more aristocratic than the original noble master. .

This difficult situation was changed three months ago. The noble lord, who had been ruling them for generations and seemed to be exploiting them forever, suddenly fled from the towering castle with the knights and all their servants.

"Ugh!"

Because today, there are very few people like him who are hostile to this group of vampires whose appearance is almost the same as that of humans. The vast majority of people still have a high degree of gratitude and respect for this group of human-like monsters. To the point of yearning.

The uneasiness or fear was greatly alleviated when the new lord promulgated a new tax decree. On the day the decree was announced, some people even took to the streets to cheer and tell each other.

After panic spreads, riots are inevitable, but anyone who wants to escape will be surrounded by bloodthirsty bats and turned into a mummy, without exception.

In the days not long ago when human nobles ruled, whenever tax collectors came to the village, it would become like a graveyard, with occasional cries and pleas.

It is no exaggeration to say that under the oppressive and exploitative rule of the nobles, even hunters with extremely rich hunting experience had an extremely difficult life. Sometimes they had to chew grass roots and eat tree bark.

Not to mention that when paying the blood tax, some lucky people can even get the opportunity to be absorbed by those noble vampire masters in person. The pleasure is better than anything else. Anyone who has experienced it once will find it difficult to extricate themselves from it, even if they are weak. I can't even walk steadily, but I still want to do it again.

It's just that a part of the blood is taken away. Although you will lie in bed for a long time, you don't have to pay any money or food. This alone is worth celebrating.

The goal of his nephew who was raised by him has changed from becoming a noble knight squire to becoming a blood servant.

There are many similar young people in the villages, and I heard there are even more in the city. Some young people are proud to be exclusive blood slaves enjoyed by the vampires.

Because this is the fastest way for humans to become vampires, vampires who drink blood are the most excited. Vampires in this state will have a very small chance of giving their own blood and essence to transform into servants.

But similarly, vampires in an excited state will indulge their desires without any restraint, and will suck people dry if they are not careful.

But even with such a miserable end, there are still many people who want to become the exclusive blood slaves of the vampire clan, and young people are even flocking to it.

During the period of human aristocratic rule, the number of people who offended the noble lords with various trivial things was no less than this, or even more.

As a heterogeneous vampire, the bloodthirsty and cruelty they inadvertently displayed seemed too benevolent compared to the rule of the previous lord, so benevolent that most of the people in the territory were grateful.

Except for a handful of people with extremely tough attitudes and firm stances, the vast majority of people even hope that the blood clan's rule can last longer than the human masters, and it is best to continue forever. "Lord An Lin, can I become your exclusive blood slave?"

Among the people queuing up to pay the blood tax, a young man bravely stood up and asked the female vampire who supervised everything, with fascination and longing in his eyes.

As soon as these words fell, several eyes with strong hostility swept over them, and then looked at the vampires on the high platform with the same expectancy.

She was a young woman with long, smooth chestnut hair, a good face, and smooth and delicate skin. Such appearance and skin, even without her clothes, were enough to overwhelm all the village women.

This is also the reason why young people yearn to become a member of the Vampire Clan. As long as they can get the first support of any Vampire Clan, they can also have a better appearance, which is a radical change.

Of course, for many men, they are more eager to become the blood slaves of female vampires, because under the stimulation of blood, once female vampires enter a state of excitement, they do not mind what happens with their blood slaves, and this is what young people What we expect.

"Your current strength is still too weak. Ask me again when you master the breathing method and become an advanced warrior."

Facing the many expectant eyes, the female vampire seemed to have a smile on her lips, her expression remained unchanged. She encountered similar questions almost every day, and her answer was always the same.

Seeing his eye-catching nephew and the equally unattractive young men in the village, the old hunter Kane was so excited that he wanted to pull out the hunting knife from his waist and kill him, but his reason suppressed his impulse. , so that he could only clenched his fists and gritted his teeth.

In his eyes, these vampires were vicious and despicable. They concealed their nature as monsters, held up wine glasses, wore fine clothes, restrained their desires, and behaved more like nobles than human nobles.

Not only that, they are so generous that they spread the breathing method that can become a professional. Any human who can generate Qi before reaching adulthood, or even enters the advanced level, is eligible to become a blood slave.

This is simply digging the foundation of the human race. If this continues, even if there are still people like him who want to resist, they will not be able to gather enough resistance.

These ruled humans are more docile than the animals in the sheepfold, and they also work hard to practice to make their blood more delicious and nutritious. They are so degraded that even if there is intervention from outside forces, I am afraid they will not bother to save them. .

"What on earth am I going to do?"

When he was young, he went out to explore and broaden his horizons. He knew how bloodthirsty and cruel the vampires were, monsters lurking in the darkness. The old hunter felt a deep sense of powerlessness. This feeling of powerlessness was caused by his own lack of strength. , soon turned into despair.

Because young people all want to become vampires. Once these vampires take root, their power will grow like a snowball with the support of countless humans. And they, the rebels of the old era, are like remnants of the wind. Like a candle, it gradually went out, completely plunging this land into the rule of darkness.

"You can just watch. You alone can't change anything."

A gentle and magnetic voice sounded next to him. The old hunter, who was already wrapped in negative emotions, suddenly raised his head and looked at the extremely abrupt tall and strong young man.
"who are you?"

The old hunter's voice couldn't help but tremble. He was obviously very close, but at such a close distance, even though he had seen the other party, he didn't feel the slightest breath.

The tall young man in front of him seemed incompatible with everything around him, but yet he fit in perfectly. The old hunter Kane had the urge to kneel down on the ground and kowtow to him.

This was an indescribable feeling. Facing a vampire that was impossible to defeat, he wanted to draw his sword and fight to the death.

But looking at this phantom-like existence, even if he guessed that the other person was probably an inhuman existence, he just wanted to kneel on the ground.

"Is this important to you?"

Tyrell looked at the old hunter who asked persistently and couldn't help but smile. Then he patted him gently on the shoulder. A different kind of vitality suddenly burst out in his body, restoring his youthful adventure. The trauma he suffered was an injury that cut off his future and forced him to return to his hometown and become a hunter.

"you!"

Feeling the changes taking place in his body, the old hunter was even more shocked, but what shocked him even more was that the vampire on the high platform didn't even look in their direction, and he seemed to have ceased to exist.

"Don't worry, your life will get better and better!"

After a word of comfort, Tyrell took a step and then disappeared directly into this inconspicuous village.

This is the territory of the original Bultan Kingdom. This kingdom has been declared destroyed. Most of its territory has been occupied by the dark race that rushed out from the underground.

These are basically just races that can be called monsters. After coming to the surface, sacrifices and massacres are common. Especially the drow elves, who are twisted, perverted and crazy. They have suppressed the darkness underground for a long time. After breaking out of the surface, they indulge in freed.

What he did was enough to easily destroy the minds of ordinary people. Even Tyrell didn't notice. His order to his subordinates was to kill all the drow.

As for things like illithids or beholder tyrants, there is no need to say more. Just swing the butcher knife and kill without thinking at all.

But there are always exceptions. Even among the dark tribe, there will occasionally be some aliens whose behavior style is incompatible with other monsters.

According to the information detected by his shadow soldiers, the territory under his feet at the moment is ruled by a blood prince. He obtained this land not even half a year ago, but he has stabilized the land. order.

There is no way, what the human nobles who previously ruled this land did was not human at all, so that when the blood-sucking monsters came over, as long as they restrained themselves a little, they would do better than them, so that most of the human race had no intention of resisting. .

(End of this chapter)