The world of beauty drama begins with the surrender of Jason

Chapter 210 The lurking blood slave, the ceremony begins 1

The journey back and forth was a familiar road that had been walked many times. Even though it was surrounded by wind and snow, the speed dropped again and again for safety reasons. Two hours later, the car still steadily approached the steel bridge connecting Barrow Island with the outside world.

"It's half past eight. I'm afraid there won't be any food in the restaurant, and I have to eat frozen pizza again..." Stella looked at her watch, rubbed her hungry belly, and regretted not taking it at the airport first.

Ok?

A dazzling red light flashed ahead, and she quickly stepped on the brakes. The Chevrolet slid more than ten meters on the frosty road, and finally stopped when it was about to hit the warning sign.

Looking at the big words "Fault closed, no access" on the sign that seemed to be coagulated in blood and the warning light flashing silently on the side, Stella frowned, clasped her hands into a trumpet, and shouted towards the work cabin at the end of the bridge.

"Hey! Old Hunter, what happened? Why is the bridge closed?"

The young man wrapped in a bloated black down jacket stuck his head out, stared at the visitor with a pair of triangular eyes, and looked at the visitor gloomily.

"Several steel frames cracked under the low temperature. I made a maintenance call. The message above said that it will take at least a week before someone can be sent. You should go to Linzhen to stay temporarily."

Stella slapped her forehead and said in disbelief: "How is that possible? It's only the middle of October, and it's not the coldest time yet. Old Heng..."

She suddenly woke up mid-sentence, "Mr. Hunter, right? I almost forgot that you have been replacing your uncle for a month. Has he recovered?"

The woman rubbed her hands in embarrassment, "Can you let me go first? I can unload my luggage and carry it across the bridge in batches to reduce the load."

"Sorry, that's against the rules!" The young man coldly refused to accommodate.

Stella opened the car door, lowered her head and walked a few steps against the heavy snow. She looked at the narrow strait and stamped her feet impatiently. The cold wind blew open the hem of her clothes, revealing her plump long legs.

Looking at the girl's youthful and charming face, her energetic waist and legs, a pair of evil eyes flashed behind her.

Just when she was about to call her boyfriend and ask him to use his identity as a sheriff to express a favor, the young man suddenly approached slowly with his pocket in his pocket.

"Maybe you don't need to stay anywhere else...my bed is warm and spacious enough."

Stella raised her head in shock, and what she saw was the man's obscene expression and the black muzzle of the gun.

"Are you...are you crazy? My boyfriend is the sheriff, and your uncle and we are all friends!"

The disfigured girl retreated hastily, trying to organize her words to dissuade the other party from committing a crime.

"Hahaha!"

But the only response she received was the man's maniacal laughter.

"After tonight, I can evacuate. The master promised to grant me eternal life. How can the laws of short-lived species do nothing to the eternal nobles?" He stretched out his scarlet tongue and licked his frozen lips, his eyes burning. Known as the Flame of Greed.

"As for that poor old bastard, when our 'fun' is over, I will send you to the bottom of the sea to meet him!"

The man held a gun in one hand, and eagerly reached out with a big hand, pulling it towards the girl's towering breasts.

"I stayed in this useless place for a whole month, pretending to be my identity, and I finally made some amends before I left!"

Even if she didn't understand the cause and effect for a while, Stella could hear the other party's ferocious attempt to rob and kill people. Her muscles tensed and trembled, and she prayed desperately.

"Father in heaven, all the souls in the world, please save me..."

Like a master in the dark, he really heard her call. Just when the man's dirty palms were about to touch the clothes, Stella suddenly caught a glistening cold light in the corner of her eyes!

"Whoosh-!"

The light slanted into the ground in the distance. After a delay of half a second, a sharp sound of breaking through the air sounded. At the same time, there was a man's scream like a pig being slaughtered!

His terrified left hand was stuck on his right elbow, trying to suppress the fountain of blood. The hand that originally held the gun and half of his forearm had disappeared, leaving only the jagged tendons and bone stubble exposed in the air.

Stella trembled, turned around and ran away. Although she couldn't figure out the situation, it was always right to run away quickly.     "Blood...Give me blood!"

The man suddenly let out a shrill strange howl, his triangular eyes turned red, his body suddenly swelled in size, and he rushed towards the woman with his fingers spread out.

At this moment, he suffered an unknown heavy injury, and he had put all his lust behind him. He urgently needed fresh flesh and blood to fill the injury.

"Whoosh whoosh!"

Three more rays of crystal light passed by, penetrating the vicious man's left arm and legs with lightning speed, knocking him over and then nailing him to the ground alive.

This time Stella finally saw the true face of the "savior" clearly.

They were three rough, foot-long icicles, with human handprints still remaining on the bumpy surface, as if they had just been pinched out.

"Degenerates who voluntarily serve as slaves... It seems that I have found the right place!" Strong and determined words came from behind.

She looked back in shock, and saw the mysterious passenger standing beside the car, stroking the snow on the front hood and squeezing it, and another icicle gradually formed.

"I know you have a blood contract to keep secrets, so for the next questions, you only need to nod or shake your head. Do you understand?"

Having fought against the bloodthirsty monsters in the darkness all his life, he knew their methods thoroughly. The tall black man walked up to the man who was still struggling on the ground, pointed the sharp ice at his eyes, and tortured him skillfully.

"Were you sent here in advance by your family to perform the mission?"

"Is your mission to deliberately cut off the road to the outside of Barrow Town?"

"Can you evacuate after tonight?"

Through three roundabout questions, the mysterious black man got the answer he wanted by making some insinuations. Then he ignored the man's plea and gave it to him, and the ice crystal shining with milky white light came out of his brain like a steel drill!

Under Stella's horrifying gaze, the man's body was broken into pieces, like burned firewood, carbonized into a large ball of humanoid ashes.

She covered her mouth with both hands, and moaned from between her teeth:

"Then...what is he?"

"Degenerate maggots who sold their souls for a long life, and slaves who received a little power from vampires, are the so-called Hagui tribe." The tall black man said plainly.

The existence in the urban legend suddenly appeared in front of her. Stella's mind was in confusion. When she pursed her lips and wanted to ask a few more questions, her body suddenly shook and she sat down on the snow.

Her heart was beating wildly, and she turned to look across the bridge in the direction of Barrow Town, where a strange pressure was coming from.

"Quick! Kid, take this, drive as far as you can in the car!" The mysterious black man raised his hand and threw a bit of silver light into Stella's arms, staring at the distant sky with wide eyes.

There, streaks of scarlet light that were invisible to the naked eye soared into the sky, circling and intertwining with each other, weaving into a huge bloody sky, blending with the dark night sky. The lights of the small town that could have been vaguely seen suddenly disappeared, as if they were captured by someone. An invisible force separated it from the world.

The night seemed calm, but the evil magic hidden beneath it was like the vast undercurrent of the deep sea, which even made him, a legendary demon hunter, secretly frightened.

"The Evernight Promotion Ceremony started so quickly..."

Eric shook out his long backpack with a serious look on his face, took out the weapon he was famous for, held a silver sword in his arm, and spat viciously.

"Damn beast!"

(End of this chapter)