Chapter 812 Admission

A green manor built in the upper area of ​​​​Yousui Leather Factory.

　　Marquis Enwei sat alone on the edge of the rooftop, observing the circus tent at the bottom.

He is considered the most patient among the "Seven Marquises", and he will not feel bored even if he watches it for seven days and seven nights in a row.

 But not even an hour had passed when something happened.

The golden gentleman clown sculpture built on the top of the circus tent actually started to move, and he took out a roll of super-long loudspeaker from nowhere.

 One end covers the mouth of the statue,

 One end is aimed at the green manor where the blood nobles are located,

§Hahaha, haha, ha! Why hasn't anyone come to the circus yet? This time we are fully prepared for the performance of people infected with the blood epidemic, and have specially made blood-flavored desserts that suit your taste§

   §Ha↑ah↓ha, they are such a cautious group of guys~ Come quickly, our tent does not eat people. §

I heard that people infected with the blood plague are born with a strong curiosity. Why did they become so lifeless when they came to you? Was the impact of the defeat really huge? Oh, that's really sad. §

 The sound passed directly to the upper end of the tannery, even covering all the sounds in the green manor.

And not only is the sound loud, the sound is also penetrating, targeted, and influential on the brain. It can reach directly into the heart of every blood citizen and arouse the pride and mania in their blood.

“The sound that the epileptic virus makes in concert? Is it an epilepsy?”

The well-informed Marquis Enwei saw the problem at a glance.

He bit his finger and let a large amount of blood spray out to add a "blood shield" to the entire manor to isolate the influence of the sound, lest any count could not bear it and rush down.

 But as soon as the blood shield was formed, the statue on the top of the tent stopped talking and immediately changed to an interference mode.

 Open the mouth as wide as possible and tear it completely to expose the structure of the throat.

 Puch~Puch~

 Strange balloons painted with smiling faces and black vortexes overflowed from the throat and slowly rose.

Seeing this scene, Marquis Enwei immediately waved and asked the earl, who was proficient in long-range strikes, to gather over and play a game of "ballooning" on the spot.

 Or a blood needle pops out from the fingertip,

  Or shoot drops of blood from the palm of your hand,

Even flying insects filled with explosive blood are released from their mouths to easily prevent these balloons from taking off.

After all, he is an earl-level existence who has completed his path. Even if the statue can pop up hundreds of balloons a minute, it can be easily destroyed, and it has gradually evolved into a party sideshow.

 But some counts noticed something was wrong.

An elderly countess said, "Marquis Enwy...these balloons seem to be used to distract us, and may even take the opportunity to collect our blood.

 The spiral pattern drawn on the surface of the balloon seems to cause the balloon to collapse inward when it explodes, and it is entirely possible that our blood will be taken away.

Although the blood formed through the secret method of blood epidemic does not belong to our "natal essence blood", we still need to be slightly prepared. "

Who would have thought that the Countess had just said these words.

There were balloon men walking out of the circus tent, carrying scarlet cakes. The raw material was the blood used by the count to shoot the balloons.

Groups of balloon people slowly floated into the air, looking very friendly, as if they wanted to deliver cakes to the manor party.

“My Lord Marquis, are these balloon men still shooting?”

After the countess asked this question, Enwei directly raised his cane and slashed with his hand! All the balloon men spurted blood instantly, their bodies were cut in half by invisible blood blades, and all the exquisitely customized cakes fell into the blood river below.

“The blood generated by the blood plague secret method has no value. They can give it as much as they want... However, another problem you mentioned may really exist.

 These guys are distracting us, and there may be other actions behind our backs. "

Marquis Enwei let the jealous blood in his body flow to his brain, running at high speed, ignoring the balloons, statues and scattered cakes, carefully observing the circus tent, and finally saw some clues.

Since the viewing angle is almost from top to bottom, it is difficult to see the subtle changes in ‘altitude’. After comparison, Marquis Enwei discovered that the entire connective mountain range where the tent was located was actually about 8.7m higher.

“Sure enough, these guys are not just setting up a tent. Since the connective mountains are alive, they will inevitably be affected by cancer cells. This is not the way to go. We must take action.

 Get ready to inform the boss to come down..."

Unexpectedly, the mysterious circus seemed to know that the matter had been revealed. Instead of secretly increasing the altitude, it directly allowed the cancer cells buried underneath to grow wildly, causing the entire mountain to rise at a speed visible to the naked eye.

 In just over a minute,

The mountain carries the circus tent directly to the same altitude as the green manor.

A bright red carpet made of blood is spread out from the inside and just connects to the terrace of the manor... so direct and so provocative.

Before Marquis Enwei could go to find Emperor Pride, the latter had already arrived.

“Since others have invited us in this way, let’s go in directly! All four marquises entered, leaving ten counts to garrison the tannery.

Enwei, you also left a "perfect blood body" outside to be responsible for the defense of the entire leather factory.

Since the other party came to us on the initiative, we will deal with non-essential situations by ourselves. Unless there is a major problem that threatens our foundation, we will wake up Piervina! "

"knew."

Marquis Enwei muttered an ancient language, and twisting blood vessels immediately sprouted from the top of his head, and began to pour blood in front of him.

 An individual that was exactly the same as Marquis Enwe was constructed, even the number of hairs was the same. The two looked at each other and both smiled, seeming to be completely independent yet connected by blood.

Everything is ready.

 Under the leadership of Emperor Pryde, the four marquis walked in front, followed by the remaining earls. As for the blood people who could not complete the journey, they did not follow and all stayed behind in the leather factory.

The scene of the blood people entering the theater was also normally projected on the theater hidden deep inside.

William and others were leaning on the lounge chairs, eating deep-sea instant noodles and watching. William also raised a question,

“It’s strange! By the way, this Emperor Pride was not specially allowed to leave the plague area in ancient times, and he was carrying out a completely different blood plague development in a city alone.

It is rumored that his development and training model of blood people are completely different from those in the source plague area. Why do these counts following behind them all look the same, there is no difference.

Shouldn't there be a few blood people who look like praetorian guards following him? "

When talking about this matter, Art became interested and actually took the initiative to explain, "William, you need to read more history books, you don't even know about the famous [Blood City Incident].

Although Emperor Pride does not have the despicable and sinister nature of the blood people.

 But the negative emotions are not low at all, and his arrogance prompted him to become a real tyrant.

 The people who were cultivated in completely different ways were eventually refined by him, even the princess who accompanied him day and night was thrown into it.

 He looks down on anyone. In his eyes, all weak people are the support for him to ascend to the throne.

Although I am not as arrogant as him, I strongly agree with this concept! "

 “Refined? What was refined?”

"William, don't pretend to be confused on purpose~ The sword hanging behind him is the final product of the tyrannical rule. But be careful, this sword is even the name of the Plague Knights who is feared by the whole world. The leader can be hurt.

 If Mr. Yi really wants to come, don't be killed! After all, Mr. Yi is my prey. "

 (End of this chapter)