Mysteries of the Earthsea

　　 Watching the vampires dressed as boatmen, standing behind Charles, James' body quickly grew bigger, he held a bowl of thick steel in one hand and carried it on his shoulders, and the commotion immediately subsided.

　　 Charles turned his head to look at the blind man beside him, "When will the two dukes you mentioned arrive?"

　　 "Under normal circumstances, they are in the tomb in the middle of the island. It may take half a day to get here,"

　　 "Very good."

　　 Charles pointed to the Narwhal next to him, and said to the vampire factory manager in front of him: "I'll give you three hours to install the turbine. Or Durand will be your end."

　　 A guy with a beard in the boatman stood up and said emotionally: "It's impossible! Do you know how troublesome it is to change a turbine?"

　　 "Chief Engineer."

　　 Charles's command uttered, and the steel whistling behind him hit the beard on the beard.

　　 The twisted body still wants to heal, and the steel one after another, forcibly smashing the beard into flesh.

　　 Blood splashed on the remaining vampires, and a trace of fear appeared on everyone's face.

　　 "Do you think I'm good to talk? You monsters that **** human blood? Give it to me now!" Charles' words suppressed his anger.

The director of 　　's lips trembled slightly, and he wiped the foam on his face with his hand, and led the other vampires to turn and walk towards the Narwhal.

　　 "Big wheel tubes, turbos are familiar to you, staring at them, beware of these things."

　　 "Okay, head." The narwhal's big tube followed.

　　 Originally this kind of thing should have been called to the chief engineer, but the current chief engineer is too low in intelligence to be qualified for this kind of work, and now James is standing still. Deterring all vampires.

　　 "Crunch~" The metal gate of the shipyard was opened a crack, and Dip looked out warily.

　　 After simply observing for a few seconds, he turned around and said to Charles who was sitting on the box: "Captain, the people outside seem to have noticed us. Many people are looking here."

　　 "Audrick, won't these people rush in?" Charles asked the blind man while wiping the black blade.

The blind man next to 　　 shook his head, "No, they don't dare to do things that belong to the duke's prey, and you are not ordinary humans to be slaughtered by others. They are all scattered sand and may not dare to go."

　　 Charles felt a little bit clear in his heart. It seemed that the previous deterrent was still there, even if the vampires outside knew that they were going to flee, they would not dare to act rashly without anyone taking the lead.

　　 "How is the strength of the Duke?" Charles probed the coming enemy.

"The strength of the blood family is divided according to age. The older you get, the more experience you have and the stronger your strength. The age to become a duke is at least 500 years old. In essence, they are completely different from us. If they want, they can easily. Killed thousands of ordinary blood races."

　　 Five hundred years old? Charles was a little surprised. At so many ages, does he know something about Bright Continent?

　　 After hearing Charles's guess, Audrick shook his head.

"In this case, you can only ask the mistress. The blood of our entire island was formed by her for the first time, and only she has been to the cursed place. I heard that there is light everywhere, just touch it. It burns directly into ashes when you touch it. I really don't know how the mistress survived."

　　 "Then why did your mistress come to this place?"

　　 "Ah, I have heard of this. Legend has it that there is an existence telling the mistress that there is a kind of place. Not only will there be no sunlight that will harm the blood, but humans can manage it."

　　 Charles was taken aback for a moment, he had never thought that these vampires actually came from this way.

　　 Blind Odrick couldn't see Charles' face, and continued to speak.

"But that existence deceived the mistress. There are not only humans in this place, but there are also various existences that are far stronger than our blood races. Even the blood races are very hard to survive in this place. I hate him very much."

　　 Hearing an existence much stronger than the blood family mistress, Charles instinctively thought of that root rising from the sea, that giant palm that made people unable to resist.

"Then how much do you know about the world before the mistress? Which country is your mistress from? How many suns in the sky?" Charles asked several questions in a row. He hoped to use details to infer the age and environment of the present surface. .

　　 A wry smile appeared on Audrick's face. "Mr. Charles, I'm only 124 years old and I'm still very young, and I don't want to say that you have seen my identity in the blood clan. I have no way of knowing these problems."

　　 Charles took a breath and walked towards the Narwhal with a little melancholy. This answer was also expected.

　　 Now that I want to know the answer, I can only confront the blood family mistress, but it is impossible to think about it, unless I am tired of life.

Lily, who was fascinated, saw Charles leaving, and leaned in front of Audrick and asked curiously: "So your mistress came to this island to avoid the crisis~www.wuxiahere.com~? It's so pitiful. "

"No, we are here to avoid human beings. The strength of human beings is getting stronger and stronger, and the contradiction with the blood race is getting bigger and bigger. The mistress foresaw the upcoming decisive battle and left with her sons. Human beings are in a symbiotic relationship. If you die, we will not live without food."

　　 "What about your food? Do you eat mice?"

　　 "In the northern section of Dark Crystal Island, we have raised a group of humans. They have to provide a certain amount of blood every week, but it is really too expensive... Usually we can only endure nausea and eat some human food."

　　As time passed, more and more blood races wandered outside the shipyard.

　　 At this time, they are no longer hiding, their mouths show two blood-sucking fangs, and the bloodthirsty eyes in their eyes are not blocked.

　　 Although they said they didn't rush in, Charles still felt a lot of pressure watching the vampires circle around outside.

　　 "How long will it take? Hurry up if you don't want to die!" Charles's roar echoed in the shipyard.

　　 "Now, now! The rivet is being put on." The factory manager with sweat on his forehead urged his subordinates frantically.

　　 At this time, the sound of wings waving outside the door penetrated the ears of everyone in the shipyard.

　　 Charles quickly rushed to a window and looked outside. He saw a large group of black bats approaching in mid-air, and the vampires outside the door cheered at the air bats.

　　 The bat quickly fell to the ground, condensed into a black and red standing-collar cloak, draped over a man and a woman.

　　 "Fuck!" Charles, who was irritable, had to guess the identities of these two guys without explanation.

　　 "Didn’t it take a long time? Why did you come in only two hours now?"