Don't confiscate my citizenship

Lanqi once again felt the sudden changes in the things around him and continued to fly south for a long time.

Until the second day and night.

He arrived at Saint Trique, the southernmost capital of the Horning Empire.

On a night with bright lights, the entire capital city of Saint-Terrick is like a shining gem.

Looking down from a high place, you can see the winding Rhine River like a shining ribbon, dividing the city into two.

Along the river bank, St. Terrick's Cathedral, which Lanclos had seen in his dream, stood tall. In the center of the nearby Horning Imperial Square stood the statue of an ancient hero. Even at night, the square was crowded with tourists, and the performances of street performers attracted many spectators to stop and watch.

On the south bank of the river, the iconic Moonlight Tower connects to the sky, and the observation deck on top of the tower sparkles in the night.

This is the dividing line.

The territory of humans is in the north, and the territory designated for vampires is in the south.

[After arriving in the capital city of Saint Trik, you first entered the human territory on the north shore.]

[You learned about the current state of the capital city of Saint Trinh.]

[Although demons often invade, the citizens are not that scared. ]

[You interviewed the residents of St. Trinian on the street.]

"Because the vampires have been protecting us."

The pedestrians on the road answered.

[Whenever you mention the devil, the citizens will answer you actively and kindly. ]

"The blood clan are all good guys, but it's a pity that those guys in the Saint Polante Church in the north always like to smear them. If there were no church, the blood clan might have slaughtered all the demons."

"The demon must be related to the demon clan. If it weren't for the demon clan, how could there be such a deformed thing? It should have been destroyed by those demons long ago."

【Listen to the words of these former fellow citizens of the Horning Empire. 】

You realize it.

【It turns out that times have really changed. 】

Talia watched Lanci question the residents of the capital, Saint Trik, one by one on the street.

She looked at Lanqi's smile.

She didn't know whether it was Lancros's smile or Lanqi's smile, but in any case, she felt very worried.

Talia is currently unable to access any information about the outer world of the Mirror of Tiberius, nor can she check how much Lanci understands Lanclos.

She also found it ridiculous.

Not a single resident felt that the vampires might be a threat.

In the eyes of the Horning people, the current stability and development of Saint Trik is almost entirely due to the help provided by the vampires in their symbiosis with them.

Even the younger generation and kids adore the vampires.

[“What exactly is a vampire?”]

[You, standing on the street, asked this question with a trembling laugh.]

Pedestrians on the street and customers in front of shops suddenly stopped all the activities they were doing.

They suddenly stood up in unison, turned around, stomped their feet, and all looked over here.

"Blood race is a friend!"

The residents of St. Trinian all had happy smiles on their faces and spoke to him in unison.

[“Hahahahaha!”]

【You finally burst out laughing. 】

[Your status "Mind Rift" expands at this moment. ]

[When you experience emotional fluctuations, you will recall the most painful memories, which will make you very painful and produce hallucinations. All you can do is force yourself to cry or laugh to get through these few seconds.]

[Even your magic power began to waver. Soon, powerful creatures in Saint Trik City sensed that you, the Pope of Saint Polante, had arrived.]

On the streets of Saint-Trick under the night sky, people were coming and going, but there was only one figure who was disconnected from the surrounding crowd, standing still and laughing.

"Lanqi, can you hear me?"

Talia's anxious voice echoed vaguely in Lanqi's ears.

She knew clearly that Lanqi was feeling sad at the moment, but she laughed uncontrollably, unable to stop even when she was choking. This laughter mercilessly tore at her heart, and brought Lanqi to the brink of collapse.

But she couldn't show up to hug Lanqi.

She was like being separated by a glass wall, unable to touch Lanqi at all.

Talia had never seen Ranch like this.

Perhaps they underestimated the negative state of the ninth level, the Mind Rift, or perhaps Lanqi had already fallen too deeply into this illusion without realizing it.

"Ha ha……"

Lanqi's laughter gradually subsided, and his eyes began to change.

The words on the Mirror of Tiberius continued, climbing onto the clothes of Saint Trik and his group of passers-by, forming a dense and surrounding demonic text -

[The vampires are aware of your presence and have discovered your weakness.]

You will choose:

A.Wantless destruction

[B. Raid on Blood Boundary]

【C. Escape with all your strength】

[D. Personal intervention]

【You are very weak.】

Without a moment's hesitation.

Lanqi chose to go to the vampire's lair and fight the vampires head-on.

Before he even took a step towards the south bank.

The scene around suddenly changed.

The world was spinning, and both he and Talia felt themselves losing balance, realizing that they were being dragged into some kind of enchantment.

The surrounding buildings and trees fell rapidly upwards, and the sound of wind whistled in my ears.

He was falling downward at a very fast speed, and all he could see was the upside-down city.

Countless buildings seemed to be embedded in the darkness, some were upside down, some were tilted, completely ignoring the law of gravity. Gorgeous wooden buildings were intertwined with castle-like stone walls, flashing a mixture of bright and scarlet light.

Lanqi opened his eyes clearly and was sure that he was falling rapidly.

"This is... Blood Moon City?"

Talia's heartbeat quickened, realizing that Tiberius' journey would also reach its final act.

But she didn't expect that the legendary Blood Moon City would appear before her.

In the endless fall, a huge but deserted city gradually came into view.

The stacked houses are lined up in an orderly manner, forming a series of geometric patterns with concave and convex shapes and clear edges and corners.

The entire city seemed to stretch out toward the sky in despair, and then fall helplessly toward the center of the earth.

"..."

Lanqi's figure continued to fall. He could have escaped upwards, but he resolutely went downwards, passing through the layers of buildings, as if he had accepted the invitation of the vampires and was ready to fight.

He held the silver mask and covered his face with it.

The Pope has taken off his disguise and is ready for battle.

After dancing for an unknown amount of time, he was enveloped by an extremely large palace.

He saw wide corridors suddenly disappear and reappear somewhere else, doors of rooms suddenly shifted and led to completely different spaces, and stairs twisted and turned but never ended.

This is a long and narrow corridor with doors on both sides constantly opening and closing, revealing a horrifying scene. Some rooms are filled with surging seas of blood, while others are pitch black and can swallow everything.

There was a faint smell of blood in the air, which made Lanqi's nose wrinkle slightly.

He knew that this was the breath of the vampires.

Suddenly, a gorgeous sliding door opened in front of him.

He crossed and his fall began to slow.

Lanqi looked around and found himself slowly landing in the center of the palace circular square.

This is like an altar.

It also looks like a tombstone prepared for someone.

Thirteen huge stone pillars stand around the square, each of which is engraved with a gem totem corresponding to the ancestor.

When his feet finally touched the ground, he took a deep breath and felt the magical power of multiple vampire ancestors.

"Welcome to Blood Moon City, Pope Saint Polante."

The teasing voice echoed around like a declaration from God.

In the bottomless fog at the edge of the Blood King's Palace Square, the owner of the voice gradually appeared.

He looked like a human boy of twelve or thirteen years old, wearing a pure black velvet suit with the golden crest of the Horning noble family embroidered on the lapel.

He has a handsome face, porcelain-white skin, and soft brown hair that falls to his shoulders.

At first glance, he seems to be just a rich boy from St. Tricker, but when you look directly into his eyes, you will find that his red eyes are bottomless, revealing an age far beyond his appearance.

"I didn't expect you to come here. I have lived a peaceful and law-abiding life in the Horning Empire for so many years."

The third ancestor, Duke Lachar, had a faint smile on his face, as if he was mocking the stupidity of the world.

The Pope in the silver mask did not say a word to the Third Ancestor.

A blazing white ball of light burst out from his palm and shot straight into the sky, illuminating the entire Blood Moon City as bright as day. Countless bright spots of light quickly gathered in the air and turned into a giant light net, covering the Blood Moon City from all directions.

"Don't start right away, Your Holiness."