Maoshan Taoist priests practice falsehood and become reality

Chapter 235 Four Heavenly Kings
District 12, which appears to be in ruins, is actually a completely different place.

Under the guidance of engineers, Dracula built a dungeon-like castle for the vampires.

The ruins on the ground are used to house nearly 300,000 humans.

These people were confined in a dilapidated building and relied on cheap food fed by vampires.

Whenever night falls, some humans will be released and run for their lives in the city, avoiding the pursuit of vampires until dawn.

In fact, the vampires created by Dracula are not afraid of the sun at all and have no need to suck human blood. Dracula himself has no need to suck blood.

The reason why they imitate vampires and live underground and only go out at night is to completely mislead humans, allowing them to retain hope during their escape, thinking that they can survive until sunrise.

After the sun rises, a very small number of those who think they have escaped death will be transformed into vampires and join the hunting activities the next day. They might have been prey yesterday, but tonight they are hunting for their loved ones.

Most of them were eaten by Dracula and the Twelve Princes. After all, only the winners are worthy of becoming the king's food.

This kind of game has been going on in District 12 for eight years.

Why does No. 4067 appear at this time? It is obvious that Dracula will be recalled to the Soul King in a while. After he leaves, the Twelve Princes will have the final say here. He finally managed to get ahead, but unexpectedly another opponent appeared.

There hasn't been a survivor like this for a long time, and the last one was six years ago. Such survivors have the value of being absorbed into the vampire clan, and it is not impossible to even become a prince.

Twelve princes are hiding in the shadows on the left and right sides of the hall. They are examining tonight's prey, number 4067. Frizzy black hair, rough bronzed skin, and a tall figure are all common.

In the dark hall, Dracula, dressed in a medieval aristocratic dress, leaned on the throne. He tapped the cold handrail with his long, pale fingers, and his eyes wandered between the shackled female survivor and the twelfth prince.

But if she becomes a prince, it means that some of the twelve princes will lose their original status.

The voting results came out, and 4067 was promoted to the vampire clan with a small advantage of seven to five. This result satisfied Dracula, and he handed the syringe containing his own blood to the blood servant.

The weak princes saw clearly that 500cc of blood was a treat only for prince candidates, while normal vampires only needed 50cc. Sure enough, this bad old man wanted to see something exciting before leaving.

"Vote, prey, or hunter..."

What makes No. 4067 outstanding is his determined eyes. Even when faced with Dracula's gaze, he never showed any timidity. On the contrary, she even dared to observe the vampires in turn, trying to imprint the enemy's appearance in her mind.

"Have you finished talking? Let's start..."

After his mouth was removed, No. 4067 gnashed his teeth and cursed: "You damn monsters, just kill me! I would rather die than join in with you!"

Dracula observed the princes with great interest. The three powerful princes were confident, the six less powerful princes were thinking, and the remaining three ordinary princes almost regarded No. 4067 as an enemy.

"Let her speak."

Gan!
Seeing that the needle of the syringe was about to penetrate the blood vessel, No. 4067 struggled with all his strength, his eyes almost bulging out, as if he had something to say.

After the abuse, No. 4067 discovered that Dracula was not angry, and was even in the mood to chat with other princes. It seemed that the woman's words were just like animal sounds and did not have any substantive meaning. In other words, her thoughts are not important at all, and her fate has nothing to do with her.

No. 4067 no longer struggled, she tasted true despair. At the moment when she was still caught while bathing in the sun, she should have understood that from beginning to end, humans had no room for resistance.

The needle was about to pierce the skin, but there was a violent roar above the underground castle, and the entire hall was shaking, as if someone had detonated thousands of tons of explosives above their heads.

what's the situation?
"Could it be that Odyssey is crazy?" The princes suspected that Odyssey had done something good. The other party's intention to replace Dracula was quite obvious. He was the only one nearby who could make such a noise.

Dracula smiled half-heartedly: "That guy from Odyssey really has no patience at all. It seems that there is no need to waste time on dessert tonight, just enjoy the main course."

Dracula was about to get up, but unexpectedly the thick door of the hall was kicked open in the next second. The solid wooden door panel broke away from the door frame and flew towards the front of Dracula. The three princes who reacted in time immediately rushed to the throne and blocked it with their bodies. Unexpectedly, the huge impact almost caused them to hit the throne.

Dracula waved his hand impatiently, a strong wind blew by, and the prince was pushed to a corner, and his field of vision became wider again.

A huge stone hand rested on the door frame, and a colorful statue of the god Dracula had never seen before slowly poked his head out. The door to the underground palace is three meters high, but compared to the statue, the door is still too timid. The statue is so small that you have to bend down to enter it.

One statue, two statues... A total of four statues came in. Just standing in the hall, they brought a full sense of oppression.

No. 4067 stared at the statue blankly, feeling more and more familiar: Pilu hat, Yaotian Yi, Qingyun Sword, Jasper Pipa, Hunyuan Pearl Umbrella, and Golden Flower Fox and Mink.

Aren't these the Four Heavenly Kings that I saw in comic books when I was a child?

No. 4067 thought it was an hallucination caused by vampire poison, but the syringe in the blood servant's hand did not penetrate the blood vessel at all, and the other party was also shocked by the sudden appearance of the idol.

It was not just a visual shock, but an instinctive fear that forced all the blood servants except the prince to have weak legs and kneel down unconsciously.

In fact, the prince was not much better. He was still standing only because of the protection of Dracula's magnetic field.

After the four statues entered the hall, they stood side by side at the door, glaring at everyone but taking no further action.

The open door was filled with smoke, and screams could be heard from time to time. There was no doubt that someone was rapidly disintegrating the vampire clan.

Dracula was a little unable to hold his nerve, and he could still sit still because he couldn't see through the enemy's tricks. After all, the things in front of him couldn't feel any breath of life at all.

Dracula stood up and prepared to lead the Twelve Princes to counterattack. No matter, let’s fight first.

Just when he was about to take a step, the world suddenly became quiet, the screams stopped abruptly, and there were only the sounds of footsteps coming from far and near outside the door.

Da da da.

A human boy appeared at the door, followed by a group of weirdly dressed guys. Without exception, these people all carried long swords and were stained with the blood of the vampires.

The young man's eyes glowed with golden light, slowly sweeping across the entire hall, like the King of Hell tapping his knuckles, and said lightly:

"Three, five, six... thirteen. Leave the middle guy to me, and leave the rest to you."

Dracula's always calm face finally showed ups and downs of emotions: "You..."

But before he could finish his words, he was firmly pinned to the Iron Throne by Kong Wu's strong hands.

Purple electricity jumped in the golden pupils, and the young man grinned: "Iron Throne? Do you know that iron is a conductor?"

The next second, half of the hall was flooded by thunder.

(End of this chapter)