Immortal Journey

The undead creatures in this world are not only undead.

Located in the deepest dungeon of the castle, a coffin is quietly lying in the middle of the largest room. The coffin is made of iron wood and the color is deep black. There is almost no light here, and the coffin seems to have melted into the darkness. Same.

In addition, the most special part of this coffin is its lid, with a red inverted cross drawn in the middle of it, as if written with fresh blood, and as time goes by, it solidifies into a dark red of rust .

The display of the coffins here is already strange enough. The bottom of the coffins, that is, the floor of this room, outlines a huge and complicated magic circle in complicated black.

At the same time that Immortal stepped into the manor, the coffin trembled slightly, then moved again, followed by the whole trembling violently.

The trembling was like the excitement of a hunter when he saw his prey. Suddenly, the trembling stopped for a moment.

Immediately afterwards, the heavy coffin lid slowly moved to the right, revealing a narrow gap.

A certain existence that had been sleeping for many years opened its eyes.

There is only darkness in the gap, and there is one eye protruding from it, and the single eye seems to be rushing with blood, the pupil of that eye is trembling, it turns 480 degrees, and finally stops in the middle.

A blood-red eye.

The black liquid flowed out from the narrow slit like a rising tide, and flowed all over the floor, and then thin lines of various angles appeared on the black liquid, and densely packed eyes burst out from the black liquid.

Then the eyes, the liquid stretched out irregular white sharp teeth, the sharp teeth were scattered, and each tooth was entangled with a disgusting bloody smell.

The black liquid rose and fell, as if something was breathing.

A hand came out of the gap and clasped the edge of the coffin lid. Then the coffin lid was completely pushed away and fell heavily on the ground. The fully opened coffin could not be seen inside, only a mass of darkness.

Like the hissing panting of an old bellows, a sickening smell rose from the darkness, and an arm stretched out of it, and held the edge of the coffin.

The person covered in pitch black and wrapped in black liquid sat up from the coffin, then stood up and stepped out of the coffin.

Judging from the appearance, this person is an adult male, with long black hair that is windless and automatic, half of the face covered by the long hair on the forehead, only revealing a red eye embedded in the pale face, the eye is in the dark There is a strange light in it.

He is fully awake.

"It's so interesting." He smiled with an exaggerated angle, and in his split mouth was a row of fangs like the sharp teeth of a wild beast, "It's the same as me, but different... Immortal beings..."

The black hair is raised occasionally, and the other half of the pale face is covered with red eyes.

He moved his body, and his bones were like a machine that hadn't been run for hundreds of years. At this moment, he suddenly started to run, and he also improved his computing power, making a stagnant sound.

As if his thinking was frozen, he paused, leaned into the coffin and fumbled for a long time, and finally took out two metal weapons from inside.

They were two large caliber hand guns, one black and one silver, the recoil of which could shatter human hands.

A string of curlicue English is engraved on the silver.

(Jackal)【HellingArmsWeaponHelling454CasullIndustrialsCo.Ltd】

There is also a string carved on the black top.

(Gals)【JesusChristisinHeavenNowHellsingArmsWeaponIndustrialsCo.Ltd.】

As soon as you enter the door, you will see the hall of the castle. The interior here has a typical Baroque style. Whether it is furniture or decorations, it is extremely gorgeous and warm, not to mention the soft carpet that people can feel when they step on it.

The ceiling is very high, and as soon as you enter the door, you will feel the spaciousness of the interior space of the castle. In the middle of the ceiling is a nine-story chandelier dotted with countless crystals.

However, the decoration is gorgeous and gorgeous, but there is nothing in fact. It is just a random pile of things that look valuable, and nothing can be seen that has any deep meaning.

Everywhere here does not reflect the aesthetic taste and preferences of the castle owner.

There is a bit of nouveau riche's shadow.

All of this basically confirmed what the gangster said before: the richest man was once nothing but a gangster.

At the end of the hall was a sofa chair that looked like a throne, on which sat a young man in a tuxedo. He looked well dressed and ironed to perfection, but the color turned out to be the classic red and green.

A bright red shirt and an emerald green suit jacket, as well as well-polished pointed-toed shoes.

It's not to criticize his aesthetics, but his body is really eye-catching in the eyes of normal people.

"Welcome to my manor." The owner of the manor opened his arms with a smile, and then threw a bunch of flowers to the left and a bunch of flowers to the right. A row of maids stood on each side of the seat, "Are you going to that island too? , this is the record pointer to go to that island, I wish you good luck."

After he finished speaking, he threw a record pointer over.

Jabba took the record pointer and checked it over and over: "This record pointer is real."

"How can I lie to you? If you don't have enough, you can get more." As soon as the owner of the manor finished speaking, a maid pulled out a whole box, which was full of record pointers.

Almost overflowing.

This also shows from the side that the owner of the manor has extraordinary financial resources.

He looked very indifferent, and then asked the maid to move out a few more boxes and put them neatly in front of everyone, "Besides, I will also sponsor you, these boxes of treasures are given to you... ..."

The maids smiled and opened the treasure chest, revealing the golden... stones inside.

The owner of the manor seemed to be very happy, with a look of anticipation on his face, looking forward to the expressions of surprise on the faces of these pirates, and even obsessed expressions of being fascinated by the gold and silver treasures.

This made him feel the disparity in status between them and a sense of superiority.

However, this group of people did not show their obsession with gold and silver treasures, but showed an obvious look of disgust.

Why do you dislike it?

The master of the manor paused in his thoughts, and swept back and forth on everyone's faces.

Obviously his illusion has never failed, no matter how strong the willpower is, as long as he inhales a little bit of the hallucinogen he made, he will completely fall into the illusion, coupled with his verbal inducement, he is invincible and invincible gram.

He didn't think there was anything wrong with him. There must be something special about these people in front of him.

But he guessed right, after all, there is something called cotton stuffed into the nose in this world, and an excellent sense of domineering.

The owner of the manor patted the handle of the chair: "Ah, why aren't you surprised? This is a whole three chests of gold and silver treasures! Maybe you have never seen so many treasures in your life?"

"Let's not say that the treasures we have seen are more than the food you have eaten, just talk about the things in this box..." Roger squatted down and picked up the stones in the treasure box, "How can these stones Surprise us!"

The manor owner's expression petrified.

"Eh?"