let go of my anne

The stone gate of the old hall was closed at some point.

The sun has completely faded, leaving only darkness and scarlet to rule here.

No one spoke in the darkness and scarlet, and the three people under the altar silently looked at the vampire who was also silent on the altar.

Three pairs of eyes to two eyeballs.

The atmosphere was like a boiler gradually being pressurized in the throbbing scarlet light.

I don't know when it will explode.

"Okay, gentlemen." During the long confrontation, the vampire on the altar was the first to lose. He shrugged his shoulders pretending to be elegant, clapped his hands as if to break the embarrassment of the previous moment, and used a In a tone that sounded like he was trying to be funny, he said, "Don't be so nervous, what you are going to go through is just a ritual towards death, I promise, it will only hurt for a while, really." At the end, He also stretched out a finger and shook it for emphasis.

But no one paid him any attention.

"Vladimir, I seem to have heard of this name before." Old Du started as if he hadn't heard Vladimir's wonderful speeches.

"I seem to have heard..." Gragas followed without hesitation.

"Should I have heard of it?" Chen Senran shrugged his shoulders, looked at the two people next to him, and showed an innocent expression.

"You..." The vampire on the high platform showed a dissatisfied expression.

"Ten years ago there was a perverted bloody murder in Noxus. The son of a marquis invited almost all the young heirs of the Noxus middle-class nobles at that time in the name of a dinner party, and then danced them all together at the banquet. A tortured to death, it is said that he sang the opera loudly while killing, and the most wonderful part is that after killing those people, he killed his own family immediately, and his poor old marquis father was killed by him Drained the blood and put it at the door. He took a posture of a king leaping on a horse to pay tribute to the great founding king." As if recalling something, Lao Du slowly told a story that sounded inexplicable. Finally, "Because this happened on the night of the Noxian festival, the Noxians generally refer to it as the dead soul of the festival."

"Speaking of which, the dead soul of the festival. When I went to Noxus to buy wine and drink a few years ago, I seemed to have heard this from a kid whose face was smashed by me. The number one urban legend in Upper Noxus." Gragas also said with a reminiscence, "If I remember correctly, the son of the marquis, the name of the terrible dead soul is...Flagi Mill?"

"Oh, my God, it's really great. After so many years, someone still remembers my name. I'm so happy." The dissatisfaction on the face of the vampire who called himself Vladimir changed into a trace. Proud, "Yes, I am the great Vladimir, what you call... er, dead soul, dead soul, oh, I don't really hate this title. But please call me the great Scarlet Reaper! !!"

After saying the last sentence, he raised his head high again.Like a hero ready to be embraced by the people.

"Okay, Mr. Scarlet Reaper, what are you going to do now?" Chen Senran looked at the vampire on the altar with a mocking smile, and at the same time carefully glanced at little Annie in his arms. The slightly high-pitched voice of Radimir's vampire would bother her.

"I...cough..." Vladimir waited for a while, but no one gave him applause.He rubbed his nose in embarrassment, "Should I still say it? Of course it sucked your blood dry."

He also purposely made a little hissing sound, probably to add some sort of creepy vibe.

Not to mention, it was a bit creepy in the entire scarlet hall.

But Chen Senran and the others continued to look at him shamelessly.

They were a little nervous at first, but when they found out that the vampire in front of them had some mental abnormalities.They suddenly felt that everything was a little weird.

Weird... a sense of joy.

"Of course, in order to thank those two friends who can still remember the name of the great Vladimir, I will give priority to sucking up your blood as a reward. Don't be too excited. Excitement will make the blood boil, I like it Drink raw." Vladimir suddenly made an unbearable expression and screamed, "Oh, I really can't wait to taste your blood, it's... so tempting Already!!!"

"Okay, which one of you will go?" Chen Senran made a sleepy expression after listening to a long speech, and even yawned and looked around.

"I'll do it." Gragas rubbed his rosacea, took a gulp of the wine in the barrel in his arms, and took a step forward indifferently, "Hey, vampire, come."

"What?!!" Vladimir, who was intoxicated with himself, jumped up like a cat whose tail had been stepped on. He looked at Gragas who was still hiccupping and roared, "It's Scarlet Harvester, don't let me say it again. Also, your attitude has angered me. Am I being too kind? To let you, who are food, be so presumptuous, I think...you make me very uncomfortable !!!”

As his last roar fell, the scarlet light in the entire hall began to shake, and a strong smell of blood began to linger in the air... and killing intent.

Quiet killing intent.

This kind of killing intent made Chen Senran frown slightly, and put away the little contempt in his heart before.

This Crimson Reaper...

"It's time for you to taste the taste of blood, damn food." Vladimir suddenly became cold at this moment.

Expressions, tone of voice, and the momentum of the whole body.

His speech began to be slow, his speech began to be full of real, terrible.

"Do you know?" Vladimir jumped down from the huge altar and walked step by step to the side of the crumpled old monk, "When I escaped from the damned Noxus, I I felt that there was no way in this world to satisfy my thirst for blood. I was almost ready to kill myself. Fortunately, at that time, it was like fate. I met those corpses that were sucked dry. I heard that Vampire, I'm so happy, I feel like this is just for me."

"It took me three days and three nights to come here, I walked up the mountain on foot, and came to my teacher." Vladimir paused, squatting down, and looked at the closed door. Eyes, the old monk who was completely dead, "Teacher opened his eyes and asked me, what are you doing here? I said..."

"Let's work together!!!"

The smell of blood in the air was even stronger, and Chen Senran felt that his blood had an urge to spurt out at that moment.

And in his arms, little Annie finally woke up.

began to cry. (To be continued..)

ps: This one may be a bit lengthy, but I can't think of a better way.