My doppelganger drama

He took some steps in a daze and finally arrived outside his adoptive father and mother's room.

As soon as he arrived here, he heard the sound of sword blades colliding with metal. Someone was fighting inside!

At a glance, he saw the tall figure of his grandfather fighting in the sea of ​​​​fire, one against two, but the powerful old man's right hand was also missing at this time, and his body was covered with scars and blood, and every movement moved downwards. Dripping with blood.

The two monsters didn't look too good. They were also covered with multiple sword wounds, and these wounds were burning with flames, burning and depriving them of their power.

The surrounding fire completely covered the room, making some monsters outside want to come to help, but in the end they chose to protect themselves and did not want to cause unnecessary injuries.

The whole room turned into a fighting arena.

The old man's sword was stained with flames, and he relied on his superb footwork and sword skills to fight one against two. When Rhett calmed down, it was not difficult to find that the two monsters his grandfather was facing didn't actually have much trained fighting consciousness at all. Just using brute force indiscriminately.

Have the opportunity!

Grandfather was being entangled by one of the monsters, but he kept his attention on the overall situation, alert to the movements of the other monster. At this moment, he noticed the familiar figure sneaking around in the fire.

The old man remained calm and sold the flaw.

Seeing the great opportunity, the other monster pounced forward, but a cloud of golden dust suddenly flew out from the side, covering its face.

The entire face including the eyes was burned, and before the monster could struggle, there was a sharp pain in the neck!

Stab!

After Red eliminated the opponent's sight, he immediately jumped out of the flames and cut off his head with a sword to kill him.

After confirming that the head of the vampire monster he killed had been completely burned and lifeless, he quickly went to help his grandfather.

The grandfather and grandson have been fighting each other all year round and have an excellent tacit understanding. With the two-on-one cooperation, the grandfather finally stabbed the sword into the monster's heart. The flames poured in from the heart, then spread to the monster's limbs and bones, swallowing its life.

After dealing with these two monsters, grandfather propped up his body with his sword and said, Go find Meili quickly.

Where are the father and mother?! Rhett said.

A trace of sadness appeared on the grandfather's stern face.

Rhett realized something and rushed directly to the bed next to him, which was mostly set on fire. There was still dried blood on it, and two corpses lay quietly on it, with their chests dug open and their hearts removed.

how come……

The grandfather came to Red's side holding the sword and said: I have wanted them to go together for a long time, but Sophie always believed that she should face the child she abandoned, and Mireille also stood firmly beside her. around.

Rhett's pupils shook, but his grandfather slapped him in the face: That monster is looking for Meili! Now is not the time to be sentimental! I have made arrangements outside Meili's room in advance. Those monsters will be there soon. There is no way to break through! The dead cannot be resurrected, but there is still hope for the living!

Rhett also reacted and was about to leave, but then looked at his grandfather.

Now my grandfather is almost a bloody man, with countless injuries on his body. He is still standing probably because of his strong will.

Grandfather said: Don't worry about me, go quickly, I will help you clear the way!

Rhett put his sorrow behind and charged towards the flames. His grandfather did not have a fire-proof pendant on his body, but he still followed resolutely, even though his whole body was wrapped in flames.

They rushed out of the flames, and the monsters who had been waiting for a long time pounced on them immediately.

Grandfather took out a crossbow and fired at the surroundings. The shining silver arrows showed their sharpness under the flames. Some monsters were hit before they could react and let out howls.

Red was running down the corridor, and his grandfather wielded his flaming sword to slash at the monsters around him. When a monster wanted to catch Red, his grandfather would always pounce on him like a mad dog, blocking it with his increasingly unformed posture.

Click!

The bones in the body were shattered one by one by the brute force of those monsters, but the long gray hair and ferocious aura of the old man in front of them gave some monsters the illusion of not knowing who was the real monster.

When Rhett looked back at the corner, his grandfather's upright back was forever engraved in his heart.

Then, go away completely...

Red rushed into the fire again, relying on his knowledge of the mansion to avoid monsters and keep heading towards Mellie's room.

Just when he felt that he could reach the last section of the road smoothly, a shadow suddenly shot out from the side and hit him directly. Rhett was completely powerless to resist, he directly broke through the door next to him and fell into a room, feeling his internal organs surging.

There were probably several broken ribs, and blood was coughed out as he kept choking and coughing.

I found it, little mouse. This familiar voice... was the monster that attacked him in the first place, and now it's actually here!

Rhett struggled to get up and found that he had just been knocked into his grandfather's study.

And the monster was blocking the door, the scorch marks on his body had not faded, and his expression was sinister.

Red moved towards the window, but the monster suddenly reached out and grabbed the door frame next to it, then directly tore off the door frame and part of the wall, and then threw it at Red.

Rhett was startled and quickly ducked to avoid it.

The wall hit the study window, jamming the walls on both sides of the window, sealing the window in an extremely rough manner.

Now you have nowhere to run. The monster sneered.

Red quickly raised his sword, but the next moment, the monster came in front of him and cut off his sword blade with a flick of his hand.

Before Rhett could panic, he was grabbed by the hair and pushed to the ground. Rhett felt that the bridge of his nose might be broken, blood was pouring out of his nose, and the teeth that collided were somewhat loose.

Click!

Ugh! He felt severe pain in his right hand.

The arm was broken!

It was this hand that touched my body with a small human toy. How brave. The other party's cold voice sounded from above.

But Red just kept humming, but did not scream directly, which made the monster not very happy. It wanted to hear more exciting sounds.

Since one arm is not enough, then break all the limbs. No, let's break the fingers and toes first, then break the limbs, and then break the bones one by one. Only in this way can it be called torture!

Rhett's left hand groped desperately, and kept groping, and finally he found the bag at his waist.

He grabbed the bag, tore it into pieces and shook it. All the dust of the sun's essence flew away in large swaths, and the entire study was covered in a layer of pale golden dust.

The monster let go of Red and stepped back: These disgusting things again!

Reid used his remaining left hand to open several bags again, and threw out all the sun essence dust and other things that could confuse the smell and sight.

The monster wisely retreated to the door.

Rhett used all his strength to push down several lighter bookshelves. Under the cover of the sound of the bookshelves collapsing, he triggered the mechanism of the secret room and sneaked into the secret room.

When all the weird things dispersed, the monster could see the situation in the room clearly again, but Red was nowhere to be found.

…

Rhett was panting violently, his vision was blurred and confused. Every time he took a breath, his lungs felt like they were burning. There was a constant sharp tinnitus in his ears that stung his brain.

He fell directly into the secret room, almost squirming on the ground.

I can't die... I can't die... Father, mother... Sister Meili... Grandfather... He kept chanting the names of his family members, supporting his body.

But what to do now?

He was so injured that it was difficult to move, and he was probably on the verge of death.

In a head-to-head fight, he was no match for those monsters, let alone the second daughter, or the ancestor, the final boss, whom he never saw until the end.

Um? What does boss mean?

No, his mind was getting more and more chaotic, and all kinds of words that he couldn't figure out kept popping up. The more Rhett thought about it, the lighter his consciousness became.

He is really going to die...

Wow!

He struggled and pushed the table unconsciously, causing several books on the table to fall and hit him.

Rhett raised his eyes and saw the ancient notebook.

Power...power as powerful as those monsters...

The trembling, blood-stained hand stretched out and grabbed the notebook with force.

Rhett had made corresponding purchases to supplement the materials for witchcraft during his studies, so there is no shortage here.

The evil witchcraft in exchange for power, the witchcraft that once made the Fiddlestone family strong, if you rely on this... no, it is still a human power, and will not be the opponent of those monsters.

Must be stronger!

Rhett grabbed another notebook, it was his grandfather's notebook.

Witchcraft to combat the aftermath of witchcraft, the cause of tonight's disaster.

He couldn't figure out what was the principle that caused the fetus in the mother's belly to turn into a monster in human skin. He had no way to think about it. He wanted to try it.

Even if it turns into a monster that is also thirsty for blood!

Perhaps because of the flashback, Rhett felt that his drowsy brain became clearer. He mixed two kinds of witchcraft. On his body, he used local materials and mixed his own blood with various materials to create a liquid that was decorated with strange figures. texture.

It was very difficult to do this with just my trembling left hand. When I finally applied the last touch of bright red on my forehead, it was difficult to control my strength, and it ended up looking like I had painted a somewhat distorted flower pattern.

The goat stillbirth and placenta symbolize rebirth, the snake shed symbolizes immortality, and the claws from the exotic tiger symbolize power...

He supplemented these materials with his own understanding.

Rhett's body curled up, and it began to feel cold due to the loss of blood. After the light returned, his consciousness quickly began to blur, and he sank toward the darkness.

The mysterious witchcraft was chanting in his mouth, just like his last words before death.

The lines on his body began to slowly glow with a strange red light, and the blood spots on his forehead spread slightly, as if a flower was blooming. The sheep's placenta squirmed and enlarged to support his body, and the snake transformed into a fetal membrane to wrap it up. He seemed to Returned to mother's arms.

Various materials were integrated into the fetal membranes in the low chanting of witchcraft, and the fetal membranes gradually became full, as if filled with amniotic fluid.

Rhett is being reborn.

…

In the study, the monster frowned, searching for signs of Red.

Mere humans cannot have the power of their noble race. There is no way that little mouse can escape. He must still be in this study.

Where did it go?

Because of the strange things thrown out by that little thing, the smell in the room was extremely messy, and the keen sense of smell was useless.

It moved the bookshelves and swept away the books.

After spending a lot of effort, his eyes suddenly lit up.

Bloodstains!

The blood stains covered by collapsed bookshelves and books!

The blood stain extended to an ordinary wall, and the monster sneered, already understanding.

He punched out a punch and punched through the wall, and a passage appeared in front of him.

The blood trail extended all the way, and the little mouse hid here.

He walked leisurely, deliberately making loud footsteps.

But he quickly lost his patience and quickly came to the wooden door at the end of the passage and smashed it into pieces.

Little~old~rat~. He looked into the room in a melodious tone.

Suddenly, he felt his heart being held by a hand.

In the secret room, there was a figure standing. His whole body was wet, with turbid liquid flowing under his feet. Next to him was the shrunken placenta and the torn fetal membranes.

The long burgundy hair was spread around the back of her head, showing a bright red color under the flickering firelight in the secret room.

Hearing the movement at the door, the figure turned his head. The witchcraft ritual patterns were fixed on his body and turned into a dark tattoo. Only the slightly twisted flower on his forehead showed a faint red.

Those scarlet eyes, with sharp vertical pupils, looked at the uninvited guest with a hungry look.

You...how... the blood-sucking monster's tone was trembling. It felt suffocated, a kind of terror of being targeted by a beast that he couldn't resist!

The next moment, the other party moved.

The monster didn't react at all when he found that a hand had grabbed its face, slammed it against the wall of the secret room passage, then dragged it out of a ravine, and finally threw it back into the study.

It rolled around in embarrassment, the injuries on its face healed quickly, but the fear on its face became more profound.

From the shadows of the passage, the figure stepped out.

Bang!

It seems that because of the movement just now, the long sword used for decoration on the study wall fell down, and the terrifying figure subconsciously raised his hand to catch the sword.

Engraving instinctively drew the sword, and then brushed the sword's blade with his palm.

Blood dyed the pure sword body red and seeped into it.

Stop! We are the same kind! Don't kill me! That was an accident just now! No! It shouldn't be like this! It shouldn't be like this!

Upon seeing this, the monster jumped up from the ground and ran away from the door, but before it could get far, a bloody sword flashed across it.

The figure arrived at the door before him and stared at him silently.

The blood-sucking monster was dismembered into countless pieces of flesh in the next moment.

Rhett moved his neck, made a creaking sound, turned around and walked out of the study.

Sister Meili... He speeded up instantly, the floor beneath his feet shattered, and a wave of air even spread out as he moved.

He would swing his sword when he encountered that kind of monster on the way, and all the monsters, even those who were curious to take a look just because of the movement of his attack, were sliced ​​into pieces by him.

But when he arrived at Sister Meili's room, he found that the arrangements made by his grandfather in advance had been destroyed.

His pupils shrank and he broke into the room directly.

I happened to see two figures.

It was Meili who was wearing pajamas, looking at the figure approaching the bed with her beautiful eyes open in horror.

At the end of Meili's bed, there was a girl who looked quite similar to Sister Meili, but her figure was slightly thinner. She was wearing a black dress, with long white hair hanging down around her waist, and a delicate face with a bit of evil. Looking at Mei Li with a smile.

Rhett broke in and attracted the attention of both.