Song of Blood and Wine

Dolphin jump, George Manor.

"George?"

A sea breeze hits, passing Arannon, blowing dolphins jumping, blowing George Manor, and the noisy wind disperses a person. The beauty's brown hair lifted a corner of her sun hat, revealing the beauty's slightly different, half-elf ears.

"Mom, what's the matter?"

I noticed the anxiety in Mother's heart, and took the beautiful and tender little boy to ask questions. The little boy is about four or five years old. He is not as tall as his mother's waist. His short beautiful silver hair and slightly bloody pupils are his most obvious characteristics.

"Apollo, it's okay."

Looking at the little boy's immature face with the charm of his father, the beauty couldn't help being in a trance, and the good memories of the past were once again The appearance of, mixed with the uneasy feeling in her heart, somehow, the beautiful woman felt a little moist in the corners of her eyes.

"Mom, you lie, you know you can’t lie to me, even Master Elvin told me,'Your mother Lova must be smirking every time she mentions father’s name '."

Although he has never seen his incompetent father since he was a child, the little boy has perfectly inherited many of his father's character and abilities, such as a serious and poor mouth.

No, the little boy just in front of Rova, dancing and dancing imitating his spirit King Master Alvin, his slightly exaggerated movements and expressions are actually as tall and thin as that tall and thin The thin spirit Spirit King has several points of likeness.

"What? So you and Irwin Uncle are making fun of me secretly! Begging!"

With a stern face pretending to be angry, Lova rushed to the little boy, The two of them chased and squabbled again. The anxiety in their hearts was quickly wiped out by laughter. Only the wind blowing through the grass inadvertently, like a diligent messenger, carried Luo. The baby's wish, as always, flew to the heart of her lover.

"George, where are you, I miss you so much, come back soon!"

……

Narud’s Castlevania.

"Damn! Damn! Damn!"

With the help of Archfiend's time and space innate talent, Narud successfully escaped the Warfield mountain range and returned to his lair.

However, the preparations and waiting for the Dragon Slaying Plan for more than ten years have resulted in the futile of the present, the frustration of running away with the tail between them, and the humiliation of being conspired by a nobody such as Hilna and George. Rudd was furious, and everywhere he went, windows, statues, and attendants all became the objects of his anger.

However, there are countless wounds on his body that are still bleeding, but Narud has to converge a bit, and the guests in the great hall of Castlevania quietly cast in. Narud's curious eyes made Narud feel dull on his face.

Giving up the useless venting of anger, after a few flashes, Narud returned to his living room and berated all the servants. After getting out of the room, Narud looked at his injuries that were still not healing. Finally decided to give up his useless self-esteem, Summon's most loyal caveman Steward, Xiao Di, came to help him treat.

But, just as he was about to do this, a black silhouette hidden in the shadows was suddenly caught by Narud's eyes!

"Who!"

In Castlevania, Narud is almost invincible, not to mention, this is still in his own living room, with Space Law in his palm. As soon as his mind turned, Narud dragged the uninvited guest in front of him. As long as Narud was willing, he could insert his palm into the opponent's chest at any time!

"Master Narud, it's me, Eamon!"

After Narud saw the silhouette clearly, he realized that the uninvited guest was his new trick in the past few years. His servant, Eamon.

Looking at Eamon's whole body scared to the point of shivering under the control of Space Law, Narud couldn't help but soften his mind and lifted his Space Imprisonment.

Although the Archfiend clan when treating the enemy ruthless, but treating their servants, protecting shortcomings and unconditional trust is the consistent tradition of Archfiends. Even the ice demon that was self-destructed by Narud summon, actually only lost the body made of ice, and the soul was not harmed. As long as the ice demon was cultivated for a period of time, it would be able to do it again. Once resurrected from the polar ice.

But Narud soon remembered that in the previous battle, he had summon and Emon fought together, but ended in failure.

After thinking of this, Narud once again couldn’t stop the blood energy surge, but Eamon didn’t give him a blow, and he was the first to reveal his scarred body. There is also the webbed palm print on the face that has not faded.

"After you left, Steward beat and scolded me again. You know he has always had a grudge against my identity as a stray Blood Race. I...I couldn't beat him, so I had to run away, and finally I panicked and fled to your room. When you summon me, in order to prevent me from escaping, Steward sealed the entire Castlevania space..."

In the commentary, the story of a bully Steward oppressing the poor servant unfolded, and Steward’s unique webbed prints and the traces of Space Law being cast by others made Narud believe in Eamon’s words a little more.

However, Eamon’s ultimate goal is really just to take this opportunity to run on the annoying caveman steward?

While Narud listened to Eamon’s cry completely while Narud concentrated attention completely, he did not notice that the magic array that covered the corners of the living room was silently absorbing The blood energy that overflowed from his wounds quietly exchanged with the blood energy that overflowed from Eamon's wounds.

"Ah...Master Narud, why the wound on your body hasn't healed yet, do you want Steward to come and help?"

Eamon, who finally ended his appeal to Steward , As if in hindsight, he noticed the hard-to-heal injuries on Narud's body that were torn apart by the bloody storm of Blood Race. Eamon hypocritical put forward the suggestion of calling steward. By the way, when he was still mentioning steward, he trembled "just right".

"No need, this little injury, with Archfiend's physique, will soon be able to heal itself."

Eamon's weakness of character is perfectly used by Eamon, Narud Without knowing it, he shook his dizzy head and sat down on the bed.

In order to avoid being bullied, Narud once again postponed the moment of summon steward by a few points, and this postponement became the last time in Archfiend’s life. It is also the most wrong choice.

"Okay, Eamon, I forgive you for a sudden accident. You should go out first. I'll take a break, Xiao Di, here, I will explain to him."

The continuous extraction of blood energy and the fatigue caused by the battle eventually made Narud very tired. After he waved his hand weakly, he lay straight on the bed.

However, in a trance, the sense of crisis of life passing to the bottom line made Narud forcibly awake. The next second, the picture of himself about to die completely appeared without warning. In his mind!

That is what a few Peak powerhouses can do, the ability to foresee their own limits!

Sit up in shock before the dying bed, with a strong desire to survive, Narud gathered the last force in his body to guard!

But looking around all around, the enemy didn't see it. The only thing he saw was Emon, who was still standing in place and refused to leave.

Wait...

Why did Eamon, who was also injured, disappeared when his blood dripped on the floor? !

Finally aware of the strange Narud, he tentatively surveyed his living room, but when he finally noticed that the living room was densely packed like a bloody spiderweb-like array of monsters , And when he and Amon were in the formation eye, those thousand years of knowledge finally made Narud soberly aware of what his servants did!

"Blood Race taboo secret technique-Big Dipper Turns and Stars Move! Using blood as a guide, forcibly exchange the consciousness and soul of the caster and the subject! Emmon, you traitor!"

It was launched at the same time as Narud's roar, and he tried his best!

However, at the moment Narud took the shot, his vision seemed to pause for a short time. When he regained his vision, there was a sharp pain and weakness in his chest. But it gradually blurred the scene in front of him.

"Traitor..."

Before falling into the eternal darkness, Narud's last consciousness was thinking continuously, the opposite face with pitch-black horns on top of his head , It seems a bit familiar...

Right...

It turned out...

It was myself looking in the mirror...

Already Look at the face for thousands of years!

……

Feeling the power surging inside Archfiend, Narud, no, now the evil Demon General of Eamon consciousness is very satisfied. The memory in Rudd called Steward Xiaodi over.

"Help me treat, and also, dispose of the traitor's body."

Eamon drew out the body that pierced through his past--that is, the palm of vampire's body, and Throwing the corpse at Steward Xiaodi's feet as if throwing garbage.

"As you wish."

Keeping the posture of bending over, Steward Xiaodi's mind turned, Space Law instantly swallowed the corpse and the blood remaining in the room , As if "Blood Race Emmon" has never appeared in this world.

However, maybe because of nostalgia, maybe because of other reasons, in the palm of Eamon's hand, the blood crystal of Blood Race that once belonged to him is shining with dim rays of light.

Crush it or leave it?

Just as Amon hesitated, a Spiritual Fluctuation passed through the horns above his head and reached his mind.

This is the innate talent that Archfiend possesses. Clansman can communicate with each other across the entire plane.

"younger brother, I will ask you one last time, would you like to join my plan, we two brothers, rule the entire plane!"

younger brother?

While letting steward toss his wound up and down, Eamon quickly flipped through the memories of the body’s past, and soon he discovered a shocking secret——

Nicholas The Reality Ranked Third of the evil Demon General of the Sri Lanka Empire, known as the "Iron Fist", the evil Demon General Narud, his biological big brother, was actually Ranked 1st, who was equally capable of playing with Seraphim Michael, in the legend. The strongest Archfiend, Archimonde!

And the strongest Archfiend in this legend who died in World War I, not only is not dead now, but also invited him to join the plan to rule the plane!

Even, according to the tone of the opposite Archimonde, Narud, the younger brother, has turned down his invitation many times? !

Although I don’t know how Narud thinks about it, for today’s Eamon, this is much more magnificent than a small wish such as revenge! If you dominate the plane, then revenge or something, it's simply a matter of flicks!

A wicked smile appeared on this Archfiend's face. After he slipped the blood crystal into his pocket, he concentrated on talking with his "big brother" over a long distance!

What Narud did not agree to in the past, but now Eamon, who fears that the world will not be chaotic, may not necessarily refuse!

"I will join, tell me your overall plan!"

(Fourth Volume End)