The growth of vampire

Darkness, endless darkness, has always enveloped this space. This is the sixth dimension of space exiled by humans.

There is only one place with light in the darkness, that is a towering castle. Perhaps humans have long forgotten this place. After all, the exiled vampire count family that no one wants to mention.

"Hurry up, be quick, you low-class people, you can't do without beating." A vampire with a whip in his hand was whipping the slow-moving low-class vampires.

"El, you are too irritable!" A woman came over with a blood-red wine glass.

"Lina, what wind brought you here?" El asked, looking at the beautiful woman.

"The prince is coming. Let me see."

"Oh? It seems that you have benefited!" El stared at the glass of bright red liquid greedily.

Lina shook the glass, gently put it to her lips, took a sip, and the liquid slid down her throat.

"Hmm..." Lina made a comfortable sound.

This made Al swallow a mouthful of saliva, and he smacked his lips, as if he had already tasted it.

"Want it?" Lina smiled at him with bloodshot eyes.

Al nodded quickly.

"If you have the ability, do it yourself!" Lina twisted her waist and turned to go upstairs.

"Damn, slutty fox!" Al spit, and then vented his anger on the servants.

Several servants had been beaten to a pulp, but no one dared to say anything, so they could only grit their teeth and persevere.

"Okay, okay, Al, I'll give you the rest." Lina was lying on the railing on the second floor, and she couldn't bear it anymore.

Al then threw down the whip, went up to the second floor quickly, took the wine glass from Lina, and drank it in one gulp.

"You're still the best." Al said and was about to come over to hug Lina, but was pushed over by Lina.

"Don't come on, now that you're in high spirits, go back and check the transmitter again. If something goes wrong when the prince comes, I'm afraid this will be your last dinner."

El shook his head helplessly. Lina was right. He still had to go back to check the transmitter.

"You guys, come with me." El randomly pointed at a few people among the servants.

"You, go too." El walked in front of a silver-haired child.

The child raised his head. He was different from them. His eyes were black.

"Little bastard! I'm talking about you. Go!" El pushed the child.

"Miao Liu, follow me." An old servant in front came over to take him.

Mou Liu nodded. He followed carefully because there were many triggers around the transmitter. If he accidentally touched them, he would be electrocuted to death.

"Is that child still alive?" Lina looked at Mou Liu's figure, and a trace of coldness flashed in her eyes.

"Grandpa Kip, when can we leave here?" Mo Liu leaned on his grandfather, not daring to move.

"Maybe soon, maybe we can't leave. Mo Liu, you are different from us, maybe you can leave." Kip held Mo Liu with one hand and explored with a detector with the other hand.

"Stop talking, pay attention to the trigger." The people in front were obviously a little impatient, and no one wanted to die here.

Al followed at the end, even if he touched the trigger, he would be fine, these inferior people are just used to explore the way!

This transmitter is in the open space ten kilometers behind the castle, but there is no light here. It is the instrument that the prince secretly built to return to the earth.

But it was discovered by the Space Administration. They will launch random triggers here after a while. Sometimes the trigger touches the transmitter, which requires people to repair it.

But the triggers along the way make it difficult for people to move, and the construction and maintenance of the transmitter has become a big problem. Every time they go there after a period of time, they need inferior vampires to use it as a pathfinder.

About half an hour later, they had only walked a small part of the way.

"Hurry up, how long will it take you to get there if you keep dawdling?" Al urged from behind.

Several people ignored him. He would not hit them at this moment, so the people in front moved forward carefully.

"Be careful!" someone shouted.

There was a "bang" of electric shock in front, and a vampire was burned to death, and he didn't even have time to scream.

Mo Liu was sweating coldly, lying in his grandfather's arms, not daring to look, nor dare to speak.

"It's okay!" Grandpa Kip touched his hair, and his trembling voice betrayed his fear.

Al was also in shock at the back. This was not a joke, and he was also afraid.

After ten minutes, other triggers were not linked up. Al swallowed his saliva and said, "Let's go... Let's go!" But this time his tone was not so arrogant, probably because he was scared!

"Miliu, we are in the heavy area ahead, you have to stay away from me, don't be afraid, grandpa is in front of you, you follow grandpa's footprints."

Grandpa Kip pushed away Miiliu.

"Well!" Miiliu trembled and fell behind grandpa.

Now each vampire lined up in a straight line and moved forward. Because the triggers in this range were very dense, they explored a path in front of them. Now it was a real human wave tactic. If lucky, they could reach the transmitter without dying so many people.

Miiliu walked in front of Al, Al looked at him and said, "You little bastard, you are a burden even if you are alive!"

Miliu glared at him. He knew that Al was a seventh-class earl and his status here was not very high, so he could only vent his anger on them.

"You dare to glare at me? If you go back alive, I will drink your blood." Al shouted rudely, but did not move.

It's almost there. Everyone breathed a sigh of relief, but at this moment, the person in the front touched the trigger, and another lightning struck, and one person fell down.

"Go, go, don't stop, there are not many left." Al urged from behind.

The person in front gritted his teeth and walked forward with his head held high. "Puff" and "Puff" sounded again. With the few people falling, the rest of the people behind finally reached the launcher.

Al collapsed next to the launcher, wiping his face with cold sweat. Damn, who told him that he was a seventh-class earl, otherwise this deadly job would never have been his turn.

"Take a break!" Al was kind for the first time.

There were only six people left, and everyone collapsed on the ground.

"Damn, these humans are not much better than us?" Al said and looked at the last.

"What does it have to do with him?" Grandpa Kip said to Al.

"Old thing, don't think I dare not touch you." Al returned to that face.

"Save your energy! We have to go back to do other things after we finish repairing this!" Grandpa Kip was not afraid of Al at all.

"Hey, hey, get up and fix the machine." Al yelled impatiently.

Several people got up from the ground and began to repair the place that was damaged by the trigger, while Al went in to build the unfinished part.