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101. The terminally ill city (3000) (1/2)(1/2)

Anle followed Ren Ye and walked through the crowd.

I don't know who noticed the arrival of the two of them first, but a few people who were having a happy conversation suddenly fell silent and looked at Ren Ye's iconic yellow hair and earrings, showing a look of surprise and doubt.

Then, silence spread rapidly to every mouth in the bar like an infectious disease.

However, in Anle's opinion, it is more appropriate to call it "Bar" instead of calling it "Blood Bar".

The liquid contained in the wine glass is not a drink like "Bloody Mary", but real blood!

The breath of blood is fragrant.

‘Fragrant and fragrant?’

Anle frowned. He realized something was wrong. Something went wrong with his thoughts.

Before this, he would never use such words to describe blood.

‘Is it the influence of upgrading to [Blood Warlock]? Or…’

Anle couldn't help but think of the bloody figure again. He had not yet walked out of the symptoms of cloze collapse. The things around him always felt a little strange. Occasionally, he could not tell what the shiny glass-like thing hanging above his head, and what was square and made of iron fences in the corner.

After careful observation and careful thinking, Anle remembered that the former is just a chandelier with exquisite workmanship, while the latter is an iron cage.

cage?

Anle's slightly dull thinking suddenly became clear.

He looked closely and saw a thin, pale-faced boy squatting inside the cage, dying and dying.

And there are far more than one iron cage like this!

Obviously, this is the source of blood in people's cups.

The freshest blood naturally needs ready-made living people to provide it.

Anle glanced at the people around him again. Their eyes were faintly red, and the fangs in their mouths were faintly visible. He greedily drank the "good wine" in his glass.

Someone said, "Boss, have another drink."

The waiter took the wine glass, went to the iron cage, cut the wrists of the living person, and blood flowed out.

The person with wrist cut eyes were numb and empty, without screaming or wailing, just like an empty shell with a soul lost, or like an anesthetized livestock to be slaughtered.

Have a happy understanding.

Behind this elegant and upright scene is full of cruel blood.

Beneath this group of people's handsome and elegant skin, what hides is the dirtier nature than monsters!

This is the so-called Holy Bloodborne.

He suddenly understood a little, and Ren Ye's mocking and sarcastic tone when he mentioned the Holy Blood Seed earlier.

But this also puzzled Anle. As the gold medal killer of the Gray Blood Organization, Ren Ye did not assimilate into one of them?

Not long after, a beautiful woman came up to him, the open owner of the bar.

Ren Ye was concise and cold and contemptuous: "Take me underground."

"yes."

The woman's delicate body trembled slightly, and the white flowers in front of her were trembling, but neither Anle nor Ren Ye looked at her more.

The charming woman led the two to a secret door in the bar and said respectfully: "Please come in."

At this time, Ren Ye suddenly spoke: "When you just came over, was the first step on your left leg?"

"Um?"

As soon as the woman issued a syllable, her face suddenly changed: "How dare you! But here..."

Swish-

The scarlet red appeared, and the entire left leg seemed to explode from the inside, turning into a cloud of blood mist.

"Uh!" the woman exclaimed in pain.

Her beautiful face was distorted, ugly, and stared at Ren Ye with great resentment.

Such abnormal movement attracted the attention of others and was shocked at the same time.

In this bar, there are people who dare to attack her?

After discovering that it was Ren Ye, the person who originally wanted to take action retreated silently, thinking that he was worthy of being that crazy man.

Anle doesn’t say a word and tries to reduce his presence.

However, this is enough to attract attention in itself to the Holy Bloodborne who is around Ren Ye.

Eyes that either test, or have malicious intentions, or want to make friends fall on Anle.

Some people were keen and surprised... The breath of his blood was very noble, meaning the quality of the blood source, the concentration was extremely high, and it was not even under the wings!

Among the Holy Bloodborne, the source blood that penetrates the bloodline does not represent the strength, but is a symbol of identity.

The higher the quality of the source blood, it also means that it can evolve to a higher level and become a more powerful extraordinary person.

Even among the Holy Blood Seeds, there is a small rubbing man, called "nobles" who can drive lower Holy Blood Seeds at will.

The nobles do not have the concept of "the holy blood clan, all parents and brothers", but they are regarded as "parents and brothers" only the holy blood clan who are also nobles.

These people wanted to continue observing, but found that An Le and the others had entered the secret door and disappeared.

Behind the secret door is a very long corridor leading to the underground.

Ren Ye suddenly spoke as he walked: "Are you curious about why I attacked the old man and the female boss?"

Anle did not answer, but he had already speculated in his heart.

"The old man likes to eat (meow) people, and the broken goods in the bar are all his food."

"Women have to choose the virginity of their virginity every day and drink a cup to ensure that their appearance remains beautiful."

Ren Ye sneered twice: "Of course, the most important reason is that I think they are unhappy!"

"That alone is enough."

Anle asked plainly: "Then why don't you kill them directly?"

Hearing this, Ren Ye's eyelids twitched. This little guy was even more courageous than he thought!

‘But, I like it!’

Ren Ye became more and more satisfied and explained: "Because... I'm not strong enough!"

"When I reach level A, I will kill whoever I want."

Anle is speechless... You still have a little idea in your heart!

He could see that Ren Ye seemed to be different from ordinary Holy Bloodborne people, and he did not show any strong desire for blood, but to say that he believed in the other party completely, it was still far from it.

In fact, Anle wanted to stretch out his tentacles several times to make Ren Ye his worker.

But his intuition told him that doing so would definitely fail and might expose the existence of tentacles.

B-level extraordinary person is very extraordinary!

Going down the corridor, there was a vague sense of space dislocation in the middle. Anle guessed that they had been teleported to another location, and might not even be underground in Yueyong City.

Not far ahead, there were lights, noises, screams, and bloody smells mixed with the smell of sweat and odor!

The underground world of Yueyong City reveals a cruel and bloody corner to Anle.

"Do it! Kill him! Tear him apart!"

"Tear him to pieces, blood! Let me see the blood!"

"It's really a waste, it's a waste of fun."

“…”

Before entering completely from the entrance, the noise like waves surged towards peace.

Along with it, there is a cold and hot air - this statement is very strange, but it can describe the feeling of peace.

As soon as you come into contact, it feels like hot steam is steaming, which is very hot, but the coldness in it quickly penetrates into the skin.

But strangely, Anle not only did not feel uncomfortable about this, but instead enjoyed this breath, making her body warm and nourished.

Anle thought: ‘It can specifically increase the breath of the Holy Bloodborne?’

Continue to look inward, Anle raised her eyes.

At a high place, countless people stood, roaring, a large area of ​​blackness surrounded by a blood-colored platform, and the whistling sound could almost pierce the eardrums of ordinary people.

This is an underground arena!

On the platform, a strong man close to two meters was fighting against a alien monster.

The monster is made of deformed pieces of meat, covered with a layer of black matter, three pairs of arthropod-like sharp blades, and flies-like compound eyes flashed lively.

It is not appropriate to say that it is a "fight" and this is a unilateral torture.

It's just a monster's murder of men.
To be continued...
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