Deep inside the cave, there was a prison cell for vampires.
At first, special enchanted equipment suppressed the magic power of the vampires, and then they were locked in special iron cages.
The cages were very dense, and the holes were only the size of a finger. They couldn't fly out even if they turned into bats.
As for atomization … Since it was used to lock vampires, that problem had been taken into consideration.
The metal in the cage was mixed with gold powder, which didn't react with magic power and could completely block atomization.
Watching Wenger being locked in the cage, Christina didn't leave. After a moment of silence, she asked, "Do the Golden Sons have special ways to contact each other?"
"That's true."
Wenger had been in the Bruce family for quite a while and had gotten to know quite a few people. Although he wasn't very familiar with Christina, they would nod and greet each other when they met.
Therefore, he had a good impression of this pretty and principled girl.
"Why did you want to leave the Golden Sons and come to the vampires?"
"As a matter of fact, I'm still a Golden Son." Wenger smiled and said, "I can still be resurrected and use all the functions of the system … Just consider it as an ability. I only have the ability of vampires on top of my identity. "
Christina snorted. "Is that why you can resist Lord Bruce's order?"
"Half and half."
There was nobody else in the prison, and it was deep below the ground, so it was rather quiet. They were talking in a low voice, but it sounded rather loud.
Christina rubbed her ears and continued asking, "What kind of person is Roland in your family?"
"I don't have any contact with him. I only know about him through a special channel."
Christina raised her eyebrows casually. "Tell me about it."
"The strongest Mage. He has very powerful friends. He's also very cheerful and generous." Wenger smiled. "If I have to comment on him, I think he's a Mage protagonist among knights."
"He's so good?"
"You've fought him. Do you think he's good?"
Christina's heart was still trembling when she recalled the fireball that looked like a small sun. She was lost for words.
"Christina, listen to me. You will only die if you stay here any longer." Wenger said seriously, "My clansmen will arrive in four to five hours at the latest, and there will be more and more of them. At that time, it will be too late for you to leave."
"Is it really that unbelievable?" Christina was still unconvinced. "Thousands of professionals came? Have they all gone mad? "
"For money."
"We vampires don't have much money."
"Bone dust." Staring at Christina, Wenger said, "Roland told us that the bone powder of vampires is valuable."
After a brief daze, Christina felt goosebumps all over her body.
"Your clansmen … want to kill us for money?"
"That's right." Wenger's eyes became very strange, with a faint smile.
"How could you …"
"Why not?" Wenger said matter-of-factly, "If you can regard human beings as prey, isn't it normal for the Golden Sons to regard you as prey?"
"We're vampires …" Christina mumbled.
"We're also Golden Sons." There was pity in Wenger's smile. "Why can't vampires be prey?"
Christina looked at Wenger's smile and felt that it was scary.
Instinctively, she took a few steps back and stumbled out of the cave.
Prey!
We're prey!
The thought kept echoing in Christina's head.
When she came back to herself, she found that she had already flown away from the Bruce family's base.
What am I doing?
Christina was of a mind to fly back to the base, but Wenger's words suddenly popped up in her head.
"Listen to me, if you continue to stay here, you will only die."
"You regard human beings as prey. Why can't other people regard you as prey?"
Christina turned into a swarm of bats and flew aimlessly into a wood to hide.
She was about to take a good rest, when she heard hasty hooves galloping through the wood.
She sent one of her bats out of the wood, only to discover that a dozen people were riding toward the family's base.
These people were all professionals, and their temperament and eyebrows were somewhat similar to Wenger's.
Golden Sons?
"Are they really so fast?"
Christina felt that she was a bit panicked.
Not long after the dozen or so people left the forest, the sound of hooves could be heard from behind. This time, it was another twenty or so people riding horses towards the direction of the family's encampment.
No way! They're really here!
Christina felt that she was frightened.
That was only one direction. What about other directions?
Just as she was thinking about this, the sound of hooves came from behind.
This time, she even heard a knight shouting, "There are many horse tracks! Someone is ahead of us! Hurry up! There are only a limited number of vampires!"
Hide, hide quickly!
Christina did not dare to fly out of the wood or too high. She simply flew in the opposite direction of the base.
At this moment, Roland had reached the periphery of the Bruce family's base.
Hardly had he climbed to the top of the hill when he vaguely heard roars from the castle down below.
There were already about a hundred people attacking the castle from all directions.
It was daytime, and the strength of the vampires was greatly affected. Many of the weaker, patrolling vampires were caught by the players with nets.
Casting Net!
It was a special skill that Hunters and Rogues could learn. It was said that they could even catch angels if their level was high enough.
Looking at the ferocious bats in the net that didn't dare to transform back into human form, the players laughed aloud.
After all, it was daytime, and the sun was very strong. They would be burnt to ashes if they transformed back into vampires.
Then, they threw magic flames into the net.
Very soon, all the bats were burnt into powder and collected by the players in their system Backpacks.
"Hundreds of thousands!" The players laughed crazily after they received the benefits.
Then, more and more players succeeded.
In no more than two hours, the patrolling bats outside the castle were almost gone.
The escaping bats immediately flew into the castle.
At this moment, the players were ready to attack the castle, and more and more players were gathering from all directions.
Two hours ago, there were only a hundred of them. Now, there were probably more than a thousand.
Standing on the hilltop, Roland watched the dense crowd of players charging down from the hilltops around him. Many of them were shouting, "Come on!
Many of them were shouting, "Show mercy and leave some for me."
"You can kill the humans, but I'll scatter their ashes for fun. I love to scatter ashes. "
The hundred players at the front looked back, only to be greatly shocked. Then, they immediately charged at the castle.
At such a moment, there were too many people and too little meat. Every piece of meat counted.
Whoever stopped would be the real idiot.
However, when the few players at the front were about to charge into the castle, they were suddenly blown away by a weird force.
They exploded into pieces of flesh and blood in midair.
Following that, a black sphere flew up from the balcony of the castle and turned into a huge black circular canopy that surrounded the entire mountain basin.
The players in the dark canopy felt that the world was so dark that they couldn't even see their own fingers.
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