Chapter 504
Ronald had to walk up the stairs to the attic.

Because improper preparation of medicines may cause explosions, general laboratories are set up in attics or outdoors—to facilitate pharmacists to escape from the explosion scene at critical moments and minimize losses.

The stairs to the attic are narrow and there is no sunlight coming in.The exquisite wall lamps flickered with a dim blue light, and it seemed as if the whimpering of the wind could be heard suddenly.

This is a ghost lamp. What emits light is not a special flame, but the soul of a ghost ignited by a secret method.

Cruelty is synonymous with the Cappadocia family. They have studied all kinds of weird and cruel black magic to the extreme, and the ghost lamp is just one of the more ordinary ones.

However, although the proud Cappadocian family is cruel, it is not bloodthirsty. The soul in the ghost lamp is the soul of a traitor.Not the traitors of the Cappadocia family, but traitors from other families and even from the human world or victims of some power. They were given to the Cappadocia family as gifts and became materials for their black magic.

The wall next to the stairs is not blank, but a huge mural about the Millennium Jihad, and various magnificent but tragic scenes are vividly displayed on the mural.

The blood moon was in the sky, and the dark bats covered most of the night. The vampires faced each other under the starless night. On the ground, there were countless low-level vampires who died tragically, but more of them were humans!

The dark tone is extremely depressing, the scenes in the picture are vivid, and the strong smell of blood almost hits the face!

There are many murals about the Millennium Jihad in the blood clan, but there is absolutely no one as realistic and magical as this one. This mural is not at all imagined by future generations, but it seems————The witness stole it from time. magic scroll!

Seeing this mural, most of the blood race would be dominated by fear, or confused by bloodthirsty. Even the noble pure blood would feel palpitations because of this painting. Changing the color, even stopping occasionally, staring at a certain point of the mural in a daze.

Gradually, Ronald's expression became indifferent, as if recalling some bad memories, his dark purple eyes were cold, and a trace of ridicule and disgust flashed deep in his eyes.

The Antediluvians are so powerful that they can even stand shoulder to shoulder with gods. Their crazy killing and plundering made them inflated and even carried away, but in the end, they were buried under their own ambitions.

Fortunately, Antediluvian can't wake up again...

Ronald had to get out of his memory, and looked at the mural again, a flash of thought flashed in his eyes, it was strange, as the creator of this mural, he was very aware of the power of this mural, but Gladys was so impressed by this mural no response...

His baby seems to be different from all Kindred.

Not afraid of the sun, not afraid of the cross, even many black magics are ineffective against her.

She doesn't even act like a vampire. Apart from being obsessed with his blood, Gladys has no desire for any blood, let alone the uncontrollable bloodthirsty desire of the vampire's childhood on a full moon night.

Ronel had to live long enough, even if he spent most of the past time sleeping, but he also knew what other viviparous blood races were like.No matter if it was pure blood or ordinary nobles, or even half blood, none of them were similar to his Gladys.

Gladys was more like him, but not quite.

(End of this chapter)

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