History is always so similar, no, it can only be said that George felt the bad taste from his new boss, the half-dead Gaudos.
Touching the dark green bone claw mark engraved on his chest, George could vaguely feel that his heart had been "gently" kneaded by the undead palm of the half-dead Gaudos - legend. The most powerful single-target forbidden curse in the curse category, the Hand of Death, once hit, ignores spatial distance and can instantly kill the recipient anytime and anywhere.
It can be said that George, who was cursed by the half-dead Gaudos, can no longer escape Gaudos' Five Fingers Mountain, whether he likes it or not.
"Damn it, I'm being bossed around again. These superior bastards know the value of exploiting me. So no matter which country it is, the leader is damn black..."
George, who was extremely, very, very dissatisfied with his treatment, kept complaining and cursing along the way. It was not until Nick, the unicorn under George, repeatedly reminded him that he had arrived at his destination that he finally recovered from his thoughts. .
"Is this here? It seems that you have found the right place."
The location where George is now is a very ordinary-looking human manor. The owner of the manor seemed to be hosting a banquet, and from time to time bursts of laughter could be heard coming from the manor.
At the gate of the manor, masked human guards were dutifully checking the guests who came to attend the banquet. Countless beautifully decorated caravans carried well-dressed guests, and it could be said that it was crowded with people and traffic.
Although at first glance, there was nothing special about this manor, however, after observing it carefully for a while, George observed that although there were a large number of human women among the guests, most of them were in the Brahmin space, which is the core of the city. The vampires active in the air above the area appeared in this manor uncharacteristically, and their number accounted for half of the guests; most importantly, when George was just approaching the gate of the manor, his nose had already smelled the smell coming from the manor. The faint smell of fresh blood drifted from the depths.
The Feast of Blood is the annual grand celebration of the blood clan. At this time of year, the blood moon in the night sky will be bigger and brighter than usual, and the starry sky will also be dyed with a layer of red. During the transmission, among the blood clan It was under the light of this blood moon that the patriarchs of the seven most powerful families were given their first embrace by Dracula, the ancestor of vampires!
In order to commemorate their new lives, the direct and collateral descendants of the seven major families gathered together to drink, talk, exchange feelings, and establish a solid covenant of friendship for generations. Even now, the canopy of the undead covers the sky, and the sky is no longer as bloody as it used to be. In the light of the moon, the Blood Feast is still going on as scheduled.
"Dear sir, are you also here to attend the banquet?"
George stopped at the entrance of the manor, which naturally aroused the vigilance of the guard at the door. However, perhaps because the guests this time were very dignified, the guard's attitude when questioning George was also quite polite, for fear of causing George's displeasure due to improper wording.
It just so happened that George also needed these guards to be his guides.
"Yes, I also came to attend the Blood Feast, but my friend seemed to have gone in first, and I lost the invitation he gave me. What a headache!"
With the help of his telepathic talent, George had already figured out the necessary conditions for entering the manor: either holding an invitation letter distributed by the owner of the manor, or being a vampire, or a human being introduced by a vampire.
In terms of identity, George naturally has no problem. Most humans can't tell the difference between vampires and half-bloods, not to mention that George has used camouflage spells to slightly change his image, with a pale face and abnormally sharp tiger teeth on both sides of his mouth. , making him wearing a vampire cloak more like a vampire than a vampire. Unless George is injured, or a pureblood stronger than George appears, no one will be able to see through his half-blood identity.
"That's right. Then what's your friend's name? We can ask him to come out and pick you up."
It is common for invitations to be lost. All that is needed is for friends who have already entered the venue to pick George up. However, from the bottom of their hearts, the guards were not willing to do this. The reason was that no one wanted to disturb a big shot who was enjoying a banquet. Naturally, they would not vent their anger on their friends who had made mistakes. The guards often become the unlucky ones whose anger is vented by the big shots.
George naturally understood the inner thoughts of the guards, so he took out a few gold coins from his pocket and quietly stuffed them into the arms of the guards.
"My friend's name is Ike Hamlet. His name must be on your list. Based on my many years of friendship and understanding with him, I guess it is not convenient for him to pick me up now. Captains, this is my first time to participate in the Blood Feast , could you please take my place as my friend and lead me inside to find the way?"
Ike Hamlet is the "second young master" of the vampire Hamlet family whom we met on the George Intercity Caravan. It is estimated that this "second young master" never expected that he would be tricked by the same person again without knowing it.
While the bright gold coins successfully attracted the attention of the guards, another skill branch of the telepathy talent - psychic suggestion, combined with lies that were true enough, successfully induced the thoughts and ideas of the guards. After a two-pronged approach, George successfully disarmed the guards and made them sincerely willing to help him and become his leaders.
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