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Chapter 1205 How can anyone survive under the Bodhisattva's sword?
It is said that the blood prince Mason von Kurdela was also a powerful leader in his time.

After moving to the Far East with his family, he operated in Hong Kong for a hundred years. No matter whether it was pirates or Eagles, the flags on the city walls changed, but it never affected the basic base of the Kurdela family.

Until thirty years ago, Mason was seriously injured and fell into a deep sleep.

Don't ask how he got seriously injured.

Now the prince is awakening from his slumber, and different factions within the family have different thoughts about this.

Just like the emperor's harem, the new nuns want to take the throne and wish all the old women would die. The unfavored concubines want to make a living and win over the newcomers to work together. Those who already have children want to compete for the throne, and those who don't have children but are favored want to abort the babies in other people's bellies.

There are also those who flirt with the imperial physician and those who flirt with the prince...

Each person has his own unique face and the situation is very complicated.

The castle built by the Kuldela family is hidden in the east of Taiping Mountain. Of course, it is not called this name to the outside world. The only thing outsiders know is Victoria Mansion.

Going further north is the prosperous area of ​​Hong Kong city. Brother Haonan’s Causeway Bay is not far from here.

At this moment, the city was filled with smoke and flames were blazing in front of the City Hall.

Standing on the mountain, you can see that a fleet that came from nowhere has taken control of the entire sea, and the ships carrying the Japanese pirates have been blown to pieces and sunk to the bottom of the sea to feed the fish.

It looks like the situation is under control.

Through the smoke, Li Mumu saw that all the causal lines were pointing to Victoria Mansion.

It's not normal.

The normal causal line should be a network, interfering with each other and leading to different directions.

So it is difficult to explain something like cause and effect clearly. Some things are sufficient but not necessary, while some things are necessary but not sufficient.

All the lines of cause and effect are gathered together, just like a monkey balancing accounts - he ate all the peaches in the Peach Garden, he ate all the elixirs in Laojun's furnace, and he was the one who crossed out the names on the Book of Life and Death in the Underworld.

All final interpretation rights belong to the Monkey King.

Just treat this kind of thing as a joke and don't take it seriously.

It is obvious that someone is manipulating cause and effect behind the scenes.

Of course, from the perspective of ordinary people, there is no concept of cause and effect at all, let alone understanding what the causal line is.

The clear, cloudless sky is not very friendly to vampires.

If internal strife breaks out at this point in time, both sides will have to pay a heavy price.

If you accidentally lose the magical protection, you will be turned into ashes by the sunlight.

Even so, it failed to stop the determination of both sides to fight.

At the entrance of Victoria Mansion, there were also ruins all over the ground, as well as the corpses of various servants enslaved by vampires.

Only blood servants with impure bloodlines have the chance to leave their corpses behind. Real vampires will burn to ashes in the sun at the moment of death.

The traces of the battle spread all the way to the interior of the guild hall. It was obvious that the two sides were getting more and more intense in the fight, and in the end they even resorted to using heavy firepower weapons, blowing the originally beautifully shaped garden house into pieces.

Someone had written on the wall in blood, "Keep Out!"

Obviously no one will take this nonsense seriously.

The moment Li Mumu stepped into Victoria Mansion, she suddenly felt her steps pause.

Her shadow was dragged.

"Don't come in, either of you."

Li Mumu, who noticed something strange, immediately stopped Yang Xu and Yin Nan.

"Eh?"

Yang Xu has now become Li Mumu's little fan girl, and she wants to always follow her around. She was a little unhappy when she was suddenly stopped.

"Why should I listen to you?"

As soon as the words came out, Yang Xu was stunned.

That was definitely not what she meant.

"Junior Sister Chu, don't take yourself too seriously. You always want to solve problems by yourself. Do you really think you are so capable?"

Yin Nan was horrified to find that his mouth seemed to be completely out of control of his brain.

He quickly stuck a piece of talisman on his forehead.

But it was totally useless, the two of them started to complain crazily, one after another, as if their lips were filled with honey.

It was as if he wanted to vent all the negative emotions in his heart all at once.

"Brother Yin, please take Miss Yang back to the hotel first. You can't handle the problems here."

Li Mumu was not angry because of their strange attitude.

This is not a problem between the two of them, but rather an impact caused by some kind of power radiating from within the mansion.

She was completely immune, and Fluttershy didn't seem to be affected either.

You can't make the stinky tofu stinkier or paint it blacker.

If one is extremely weird, he will naturally ignore other weird things.

Yin Nan covered his mouth and nodded, then took Yang Xu's hand and walked back.

He felt that his most rational choice now was not to stay and hold his junior sister back, but to go back and get help.

"This place is a bit weird, you should go back with Brother Yin."

Li Mumu said to Xiaodie.

After all, this junior sister is too young, and neither her body nor her brain are developed enough to handle problems of this level.

Originally, I just wanted to bring her out to relax and didn't expect her to play any role.

Under the current circumstances, bringing her inside again will not bring her any benefits, but will instead cast a deep shadow on her young mind.

This is not what Li Mumu wants.

However, Xiaodie didn't want to leave.

"Sister, it's dangerous ahead, right?"

"Danger... is bound to exist."

Li Mumu's own judgment and conclusion about danger are not applicable to normal people.

Just because she can hang out wherever she wants doesn't mean others can do the same.

"Then I...I want to protect my senior sister!"

Xiaodie summoned up the courage to speak loudly.

"Ha ha!"

Li Mumu was amused.

"That's not necessary."

"use."

Xiaodie's expression was very serious: "I can feel that the things inside have some connection with me. Then I can protect Senior Sister!"

Is it related to you in some way?
Li Mumu seemed to be thinking about something.

There is definitely a connection. After all, the red rope on Xiaodie was tied by the three senior sisters.

The reason why she can still maintain her cognition as a human being and not degenerate into a mindless killing monster is largely because her three senior sisters have joined forces to suppress the evil in her body.

It was precisely because of the power of the red rope that made her very close to Li Mumu.

But Li Mumu felt that this matter was not that simple.

The two walked into the mansion, and Li Mumu looked up and saw the gargoyle squatting on the eaves.

She had seen this thing a lot when she was a kid and she and Winsty were wandering around the streets of Cypher...playing.

Vampires and werewolves are sworn enemies. Vampires are better at using magic, but they are completely no match for werewolves on a physical level, so they developed magical puppets such as gargoyles.

It usually squats on the wall disguised as a statue, but once activated it can turn into a monster with infinite strength and invulnerability, and can also fly.

Most common gargoyles are large and strong, with green faces and fangs, just like the yakshas in Eastern mythology. However, the gargoyles in Victoria Mansion are different from those outside. Each of them covers their face with their hands, as if they are crying.

I don’t know what style this is, and I’m too embarrassed to ask.

Just as Li Mumu stepped over the first gargoyle, the gargoyle suddenly asked, "Do you think you are a good person?"

what?
Li Mumu was stunned.

No, buddy... Have you figured out what faction you belong to? Why are you asking such a presumptuous question right at the start?
A stone monster guarding the gate of a vampire's lair asked me if I was a good person?
"When you kill someone, have you ever considered whether your hands are stained with the blood of innocent people?"

Li Mumu looked around.

That’s right, this is Victoria Palace, not St. Paul’s Basilica in the Vatican.

Why are you trying to blackmail me?

"When you have the ability to save someone but don't help, do you ever feel a little guilty?"

Seeing that Li Mumu didn't respond, the gargoyle's questions became more and more tricky.

"You could have done better, but you chose to stand by and watch, which ultimately led to the disaster. Do you regret it?"

"Do you really think you are righteous?"

“Is there ever a moment when you feel disgusting?”

What the hell are you talking about?
Li Mumu took a deep breath and walked forward.

People should not argue with mentally ill people.

Xiaodie stumbled after her, her facial expression constantly changing, and it seemed that she had also been indoctrinated with a lot of messy things.

If it were in the past, Li Mumu would have smashed the gargoyle's head to pieces.

But there's no point in doing that.

It’s not that the gargoyle really suddenly woke up and realized some philosophy of life.

This was just the strange phenomenon caused by the power hidden deep in the mansion leaking out.

The corridor was dim and filled with the smell of bloody revenge. Every gargoyle, every decorative armor standing on the wall, and even the wall itself, seemed to be blessed by the Lord and transformed into a life mentor, chattering in Li Mumu's ear.

"Don't you feel that you are redundant in this world?"

"There is no place for you here. You are just wasting resources if you stay alive."

"Those people worship you, what have you done for them?"

"Those people followed you, and what did you do for them?"

"You are not a human at all, just a monster disguised as a human."

"You are cold-blooded, cruel and bloodthirsty. No matter how exquisite your appearance is, it cannot cover up the rottenness and filth in your heart..."

The fist is hard.

Li Mumu clenched his fists silently.

She and Xiaodie walked through one corridor after another amid the fly-like sounds, and finally came to the depths of the underground mansion.

There is a blood pool here with a diameter of more than ten meters, filled with sticky blood.

A gorgeously decorated sarcophagus is placed in the blood pool, and around the blood pool, complex and gorgeous magic circles are drawn. Four thick and simple stone pillars support the surrounding ceiling.

Under three of the stone pillars, there sat a pale-faced woman in red.

The moment Li Mumu approached, the three women opened their eyes at the same time and their cold gazes fell on her.

"Which junior sister is this?"

"Just in time!"

"Please lend us a helping hand!"

Li Mumu glanced at the bare stone pillar in the distance.

The answer seemed simple. To suppress this demon, at least four red-robed elders were needed to work together, but there were only three of them, so they had not been able to complete the seal and were stuck here.

If I were to be included, there would be exactly four of them.

This is an arithmetic problem that even kindergarten children can solve.

So of course...

The Three Thousand Worlds Maha reveals the truth and guides the Bodhisattva in the afterlife!
mom--!
Li Mumu only thought for a second, then raised his hand and performed the super summoning spell.

Who wants to play 3+1 with you?
Do you think I'm stupid?

You have been nagging in my ear for so long just now, weren't you just trying to wear down my sanity?
It’s a pity that as a time traveler, I will never buy into other people’s promises, no matter in my past life or this life.

Who wants to play personal heroism with you?

The moment the real name was recited, a crack quietly opened in the void.

In a trance, Li Mumu felt as if she had returned to Ms. Baizhi's home, sitting obediently at the dining table in the living room, watching Ms. Baizhi cutting vegetables on the chopping board in her apron.

She could even smell the food.

We had borscht tonight.

Ms. Baizhi smiled, nodded at Li Mumu, picked up the knife that had just been used to cut carrots, and chopped hard on the chopping board.

Cut the void into pieces with one sword!

The entire Victoria Mansion was split into two by the terrifying force. The soft light in the kitchen turned into a scorching sun that shone directly into the ground and was reflected in the pool of blood. The surging blood instantly boiled and evaporated.

A shrill howl came from the sarcophagus, and the four stone pillars around it shattered at the same time. The figures of the three women in red disappeared in the sword light.

"Angelica—!"

With an angry roar, the sarcophagus was opened from the inside, and a handsome man with white hair sat up and stretched out his hands towards the sky.

"You ruined my good thing again!"

In the void, Ms. Baizhi picked up the kitchen knife and gently wiped her fingers.

Blood suddenly appeared.

The same line of blood scraped across the white-haired man's head, stripping away all the flesh and blood on his body, leaving only a transparent glass skeleton.

"How about you look in the mirror?"

Hearing Ms. Baizhi's nonchalant voice, the furious Transparent Glass Skeleton suddenly fell into a daze, staring blankly at the hands in front of it.

"I am..."

"who am I?"

Even a fool could see that this was clearly not something a vampire should have.

So what exactly am I?
He fell into deep self-doubt for a while.

I am……

I am……

Crystal-like liquid flowed out of the skull's eye sockets, and the memories that originally belonged to "Mason von Kurdela" were quietly shattered like a dream.

Mason was already dead.

In the territory of the Far East Empire where many ancient gods, demons and the Lords of Hell were exiled, how could a mere blood prince be qualified to come back to life?

But the story was revised.

Some invisible force distorted reality and created a legend that the vampire prince was faking his death and sleeping.

Ahhhhhh——!
The glazed skeleton fell to its knees crying. Countless bats erupted from under its feet like a tide, blocking the dazzling sun and forming a strange black mist in the air.

"My Lord! Save me!"

His cries and pleas at the top of his lungs broke through the dimensional barrier and echoed in the long river of time.

Amidst the heart-wrenching cries, a streak of yellow crossed over numerous dimensions and quietly descended into the world.

(End of this chapter)