"There are two other distinguished guests on the way and may not arrive until tomorrow."
Dracula explained to Fang Cheng, and then looked at the four of them: "Everyone, everyone must already know Mr. Fang. You can often see his name in the news recently, but I still allow me to introduce it to you again. , Blood Emperor Fang Cheng, defeated the Blood Queen Isis and the annoying Death Knight, and is the rising star of our undead clan."
The vampires below seemed to be cooperating and cheered, shouting Fang Cheng's name and nickname.
Looking at this lively scene, Fang Cheng had a humble expression on his face.
Good guy, are you kidding me?
Among the four distinguished guests, only the werewolf Joyce smiled and clapped gently. The other three did not make any move, and he did not feel embarrassed.
Dracula raised his hands slightly, and the cheers immediately disappeared: "Since all the distinguished guests have arrived, let the banquet begin."
Fang Cheng saw that there was nothing in the hall except vampires. Do they want the vampires to perform a biting show to entertain each other?
Just as he was curious, he saw Dracula raising his hands and patting them gently.
"Pop!"
Along with the sound, everyone's eyes were dazzled and the whole castle started to rotate.
Fang Cheng was keenly aware of the changes in the space, but did not react in a hurry.
When his vision returned to normal, Fang Cheng found that everyone appeared in a spacious observation deck.
In front of him was a round table, already filled with steaming food.
Except for Dracula, the four distinguished guests, and the pair of young vampires behind him, the other vampires were no longer strong.
Fang Cheng turned his head and looked outside the observation deck.
There is a theater outside, with a stage with a curtain hanging in the middle. The circular space is filled with large and small viewing platforms. The vampires who were originally in the hall have all been scattered among them.
Dracula greeted with a smile on his face: "Sit down, everyone, this is the food I have carefully prepared for you. Please try it to see if it tastes like it."
Fang Cheng and Peng Jie sat next to each other, with Chinese food in front of them and chopsticks thoughtfully prepared.
In front of Dracula and Joyce was Western food, in front of Apollonius was a bowl with white mist coming out, and he didn't know what was inside.
It was even simpler before Aziz, the King of Ghouls, a pile of bloody human flesh.
"Daisy."
Dracula smiled and said: "It's been a long time since I've heard you show off your singing voice. Let's use your signature song today to add a little more fun to the night banquet."
The female vampire standing behind him bowed slightly: "As you wish, father."
The female vampire named Daisy landed in the center of the stage outside in a flash.
The curtain opened, revealing an orchestra already on standby.
The music started to sound, and Daisy began to sing. She sang a soprano, and the song was a classic Romanian song that has been around for a long time.
The vampires below were fascinated by it, but Fang Cheng, a country bumpkin, couldn't appreciate it.
At the banquet, Dracula was enjoying Daisy's singing while communicating quietly with Joyce.
Fang Cheng heard that the content of their exchange was classical music.
A vampire and a werewolf come together to exchange music. I always find this scene a bit funny.
The lich wearing a skull mask was sitting on a chair, probably closing his eyes and concentrating, but the white mist coming out of the bowl slowly flowed under his mask.
Maybe this white mist is also a kind of food for lich?
On the other side, the Ghoul King was still feasting, his mouth full of blood.
"Mr. Fang."
Peng Jie, who was sitting next to him, suddenly spoke and picked up a piece of garlic meat that was both fat and thin with his chopsticks: "Don't you want to eat some? I think the taste is quite authentic, at least they didn't give us a plate of General Tso's Chicken or Li Hongzhang's offal." "
I'm not as big-hearted as you, and I'm still interested in eating.
Fang Cheng looked at him in surprise and couldn't help but ask: "You are a zombie, can you still eat?"
Now it was Peng Jie's turn to be surprised: "Have you known me before?"
"First time meeting."
"Then how do you know I'm a zombie?"
Peng Jie believed that he had cultivated to the point where he was no different from a living person, with no corpse smell on his body.
Moreover, he has just come out of the mountain and has no reputation at all.
Fang Cheng calmly betrayed his teammates: "Li Yu told me."
Peng Jie said, "He has heard of the Wealth-distributing Dragon Girl. She is one of the top executives in this heterogeneous organization."
I heard that he likes to skip work and fish for fish, and he is very unreliable when it comes to money. I didn't expect that he is also unreliable when it comes to confidentiality.
"Although I am a zombie, I am almost the same as a living person. It is normal to have a little appetite."
Peng Jie chuckled and stuffed the garlic meat slices into his mouth.
Just when Dracula looked over, Peng Jie gave him a thumbs up while chewing, indicating that the food was good.
Dracula also smiled.
Fang Cheng asked in a low voice: "What type of zombie are you? If you mind, just pretend I didn't ask."
Peng Jie was quite concerned, but since Fang Cheng asked, he had nothing to hide.
"I am Fei Zheng, also known as Han Ba, have you heard of Han Ba?"
Peng Jie also wanted to explain to Fang Cheng, an 'overseas Chinese'.
Of course Fang Cheng had heard of it. Among the many legends in the People's Revolutionary Alliance headquarters, Hanbao was also very famous.
In ancient folklore, zombies are resurrected dead bodies with white hair, jumping and walking, and strong strength. They are recorded in classics such as "Zi Buyu" and "Yuewei Thatched Cottage Notes".
"Zi Buyu" divides zombies into nine varieties, among which Feizheng is the highest level.
After the zombies become demons, they become demons. Because they can fly, they are also called flying zombies. They can kill immortals and swallow gods. They can walk like the wind. Wherever they go, they will become drought demons.
Fang Cheng asked strangely: "I remember Han Bao wasn't a woman? The one who was tricked by the Yellow Emperor?"
Peng Jie didn't expect this 'overseas Chinese' to understand this, so he chuckled: "We are not the same thing."
There are three origins of Hanba: the Yellow Emperor's daughter, the goddess who was tricked by the Yellow Emperor, and the monster made from zombies.
The last theory is widely circulated, and the drought demons that appear are naturally monsters.
Fang Cheng was about to continue discussing with Peng Jie, but Dracula suddenly said: "Mr. Fang, don't these foods suit your taste?"
"It's okay, quite authentic."
"Then why don't you eat?"
"Sorry, I was full before I came here."
"I see."
Dracula smiled and said: "But even Daisy's singing can't interest you. This is a failure of the night party."
Fang Cheng smiled and said nothing. He originally thought that the immortality banquet that Dracula was going to hold would be very high-end and full of style.
After getting to know him, I found out that Dracula, an old gentleman, often held banquets and dances, and also liked to have a noble name.
For example, the Immortal Night Banquet and the Immortal Ball were actually ordinary banquets and dances, which were smashed all over the place.
Fang Cheng was about to ask Dracula to talk about the evil god and his mother, and stop playing with these fancy things.
Dracula said softly: "As a master, we must not let our distinguished guests feel bored. How about we change the entertainment method."
Without waiting for Fang Cheng to refuse, he raised his hand and snapped his fingers.
Daisy, who was singing below, stopped suddenly, and the entire stage slowly began to rotate, quickly transforming from a theater into a circular arena.
A tall male vampire appears in the arena.
His upper body is exposed, and he has a strong body that is completely different from ordinary vampires, with well-defined muscles.
"Lucas!"
"Lucas!"
Many vampires started chanting his name.
Daisy has returned behind Dracula.
"Nice singing."
Dracula praised her, and then the other party said sincerely: "Lucas is a child I like very much. He can always please me in various ways, such as fighting in the arena."
Fang Cheng said boredly: "I didn't expect Mr. Earl to like watching primary school students fight. I don't like it very much."
The Lucas below is an ace-level vampire, but to these big guys, an ace is already equivalent to a primary school student.
Dracula didn't mind the sarcasm in Fang Cheng's tone and smiled: "When Lucas's opponent appears, I believe Mr. Fang will be interested."
Fang Cheng suddenly had a bad feeling in his heart.
In the arena below, a dark hole was opened on the ground, and then, a square iron cage rose from the hole.
There is a person imprisoned in the iron cage.
Fang Cheng's bad premonition was confirmed, and the person in the iron cage was Salina.
She was chained to her limbs and neck, and her body was covered in bruises, with no intact skin at all.
In the observation deck, the vampires booed and threw various debris towards the iron cage.
"traitor!"
"waste!"
"Go to hell."
Selina lowered her head and silently endured the abuse and ridicule.
But she seemed to feel a different gaze and subconsciously raised her head.
When she saw Fang Cheng's face, Salina, who was originally lifeless, immediately became excited and rushed to the iron cage, while Fang Cheng shouted.
Although her voice was drowned in many curses, Fang Cheng could still hear what she was saying.
She was apologizing, the mission failed.
Fang Cheng slowly looked back at Dracula: "Are you provoking me?"
The momentum he had been restraining was finally released at this moment.
The air instantly became extremely oppressive and heavy, and a terrifying sense of suffocation enveloped everyone's hearts.
Daisy and Rowell standing behind Dracula looked horrified, their hearts seemed to be grasped by a big hand, and their bodies couldn't help but tremble.
They didn't expect that Fang Cheng, who seemed unimpressive before, would become so terrifying at this moment.
The smile on the werewolf Joyce's face froze, and the lich Apollonius also suddenly tensed up.
Even the Ghoul King, who had been munching, subconsciously stopped eating and raised his head.
Peng Jie also stopped using his chopsticks. Even if Fang Cheng didn't target him, he began to feel uncomfortable.
This guy has such a terrifying aura!
Fang Cheng's momentum spread, and the wave of cheers and abuse outside gradually disappeared.
All the vampires became trembling with fear, as if they were small animals that smelled the scent of natural enemies, and no one dared to say a word.
Fang Cheng's momentum continued to spread outwards, and the other vampires who were holding a dinner party outside all felt weak and fell to the ground.
At this moment, the entire castle became dead silent.
