327.Chapter 325: 324 I just want to dig up a random treasure trove to make up for my losses

Chapter 325 324.I just wanted to dig a random treasure trove to make up for my losses, I didn’t expect to trigger a hidden quest?

Stick saw that his intended treasure vault had been taken down first and instantly his blood rage was drawn to full capacity, and after learning that it was a group of Blood Vulture renegades that were causing the trouble, this rage was quickly transformed into the last bit of longing needed before carrying out a bloody hunt.

The other brothers had no problem with his decision.

Although they were at a slight disadvantage in comparison to the opposite side’s numbers, Brother Woo Meow’s team was known for its excellent equipment, and this side, except for Smoke Sang, who had just joined the team, was all Black Iron, even though compared to the NPC’s Black Iron rank it was a bit watered down, but it didn’t affect the overall situation.

What’s more, they are “Ceres” tribe out of the strong warriors, destroy a few blood vulture traitors that is not easy to handle?
So under the command of Smoke Sang’s “Heavenly Eyes”, this team touched the village that was set on fire by the Blood Vulture traitors from two directions.

When Brother Meow Meow hid in the grass under the dark night and squinted his eyes, he saw several carriages parked in front of him, and those Blood Servants under the command of the Blood Vulture traitors were feeding one by one loaded Spiritual Energy Packs into the carriages.

Farther away, a secret passageway had been opened at the bottom of a pool of water at the back of the village, and several Blood Vulture traitors were guarding there to supervise the Blood Servants’ work.

Looking at this strange way of entry and the Blood Vulture emblem that had already weathered a bit at the entrance of the secret passage, it seemed to be the entrance to the secret arsenal.

“Brother Stick, let’s rush over and close that entrance!”

Brother Woo Meow said in private chat to Happy Stick on the other side of the village:
“Shut down the vampires that are searching inside! We’ll clean up the secret vault after we’ve taken care of the guys outside, do you know how to close the secret vault entrance’s mechanism?”

“Well, Lord Murphy gave me a vial of blood before we left, most of the Blood Wyvern Clan’s organs require the blood of a clan member.”

Happy Stick replied:

“Watch out for the ones up high, don’t let them get away.”

“Old Qu is watching, they can’t get away!”

Brother Woo Meow grunted and said:
“His bag is full of vampire elegies, and that ‘Witch Hunt Bullet’ handmade by Archduke Tris is really perfect to use against these shameless traitors. Little Hands, is the village still alive?”

“Killed some.”

This would have already slipped into the village by sneaking into the village with the pretense of not using his hands to lower his voice and replied:
“But there are still some women and children being held in the village’s warehouse, about a hundred or so, just so, these people can be brought back for construction points. I just turned around and realized that these vampires are all black iron elite monsters.

You guys be careful when you fight them, I’ll get Stick to get blood vials to close the door.

You guys don’t have to mind this side.”

“Good! Action in five minutes.”

Brother Woo Meow let out a long breath.

He drew the imitation holy blade from his waist and took out a few Bloodwood Seeds from his psychic energy bag, and brought along Sanwu Dou and Ringsong and Black Silk Brother beside him, half-kneeling on the ground like the most sincere divine warriors, silently reciting the name of Avalon’s god in preparation for the opening of the War Sacrifice once again.

You also do not say, ooh meow brother at this time this kind of bowed his head and prayed posture already has a few points of middle-aged priest posture, looks quite bluffing.

Time passed by one minute and one second.

At the end of the countdown to the start of the battle, an abrupt gunshot suddenly rang out in the darkness of the night at the rear.

The heart of the male vampire who was flirting and flirting with a female vampire high up on the hillside suddenly exploded, and the Vampire Elegy bullet, which was concentrated with thirty times of the Daylight Potion, penetrated into his heart in Old Qu’s precise sniping.

That sudden burst of pain made the guy howl and fall down the hillside, and his head was chopped off again by the Black Silk Brother who jumped up from his hiding place and swung his Clan Guardian heavy sword in a single slash.

“In the name of my god Avalon! Evil spirits, receive purification!”

Brother Woo Meow shouted as he threw out the three Bloodwood Seeds in his hand.

The thing took root and quickly grew into a hideous-looking Bloodwood Tree Man, wrapped in vines and covered in barbs, and wailed as it swung its arms full of barbed spikes and punched around, sending those Blood Servants who had been caught off guard flying out of the room.

The surrounding blood vulture traitors reacted quickly and immediately pounced over.

But in the face of three or five buckets of super-heavy shield supported by a time simply can not break through, and even break the defense is very difficult to do, but instead by ooh meow brother burning purification of the fire of the sharp blade chopped over two.

Happy stick also with yelling like crazy giant shark Bo from the village flank kill out, hand cavalry halberd left and right swing to stir up the scene even more chaotic, in the chaos of the small hand slipped over to the vial of blood in the hand stuck in the secret storehouse of the mechanism.

In the midst of this chaos, Little Hand slipped over and stuck the blood vial in his hand on the mechanism of the secret vault. With a rumbling sound, the entrance under the water pool was closed again, and the blood servants and vampires in the secret vault were all shut in.

Now without backup, the vampires on the ground panicked even more.

They thought they had suffered a surprise attack from the elite witch hunters, but upon seeing Stick spreading his blood wings and chasing the traitors in the air, these guys realized that something big was wrong.

It was Scarlet Fort’s pursuit that had arrived!

The traitor massacre that happened in Batasin had already proved how the new Archduke of the Blood Wyvern Clan treated them traitors, and the last time Missy brought someone to the Xike Collar she ruthlessly uprooted the remnants of the party that had been entrenched here, and these two events made the hearts of these traitors who had crossed the border feel a sense of solidarity.

Right now, seeing these blood servants led by the vampire tomb sword guards being so brave, the courage in their hearts immediately went a few percent.

They didn’t even think about being recalcitrant anymore, but tried to scatter and escape.

But how could Old Qu, the sharpshooter hiding in the distance, give them this opportunity?

A vampire’s elegy was stuffed into the chamber of the gun, and fighting in the preferred terrain of this mountain forest made Old Qu, the witch hunter, more accurate and lethal in his shooting, but any slightest hesitation in flying through the air would be greeted with a shot to the head.

The best part is that even in this chaotic situation, the Smoke Sang in the safe zone has been maintaining the high intensity operation of the detection technique, which is equivalent to the raiders have a “portable radar” in detecting the enemy’s movements.

It is like opening a wall hanging, so that those vampires have no way to escape under the shelter of the night.

The battle was chaotic and rapid.

After a few short minutes, the last female vampire who could still move was hit in the chest with a halberd by Stick, who had taken a hard hit of Psychic Lightning, and fell to the ground spitting out blood amidst the ear-splitting sound of her sternum shattering.

She was still trying to struggle.

However, she was yelled at by the crazy Giant Sharkbear and rushed up with two punches and a kick, shattering her blood wings and leaving her with no possibility of escape.

As for those blood servants who were used as laborers
They were terrified, especially when they saw this “vampire civil war”, they were too scared to make any movements.

“Poof!”

The small hand swung the sharp knife into the chest of those fallen vampires, and dug out the heart of the midnight without mercy amidst the screams of the other party, leaving them to turn into an ugly statue in the night.

These guys were ruthless, skillful and expressionless, and it looked like it wasn’t the first time they had done this kind of thing.

This scene made that captured female vampire shrink into a ball.

She was already certain in her heart that this was definitely the ruthless iron guards sent out by the new Grand Duke Tris, an elite that was specifically designed to hunt down traitors like them.

“Where did you come from?”

Stick, who had had a good fight, finally dispersed a few threads of depression from his heart. He glanced at the stone door of the secret vault that was thumping not far away and ignored that side for now, instead he looked down at the already terrified vampire at his feet as he asked:
“You’d better answer honestly, so that when we send you back to Scarlet Castle, we can still put in a few good words for you in front of Mrs. Adele and let you die in pain.

Lest you be tied to a cross to receive the Sunburn, you know what the Sunburn represents to a vampire, don’t you?”

“Yes, don’t think about living.”

Brother Woo Meow also said helpfully from the side:

“Archduke Tris has already issued an order that Scarlet Castle will not accept any defections from traitors! You’re already dead, little wretch, but you still have the power to choose how you die.”

“But I don’t want to die!”

The female vampire covered her chest wound as she screamed:

“Betraying my family is not a choice I can make! My honored elder betrayed the Blood Vulture, what can I do as an heir? Give me a chance! Please! Give me a chance to live, I didn’t throw everything away to become a vampire just to die in this poor town where no one even cares.”

“It wouldn’t be up to us, and we’re just following orders.”

Stick made a vicious bully face and crouched down with a sneer.

He took out a roll of bandages from his psychic bag and threw it to the miserable lady in front of him who was surrounded by several men, he softened his tone and said:

“Of course, while the principle is to take no prisoners, the fact that it is so in principle means that there are always exceptions, such as poor little Widow Mary of the Blood Vulture, who survived with some of her friends. If you can provide information that will interest Lord Murphy, there may be a chance for you to redeem yourself. But the chance to live has always been something you have to earn, poor thing.

I’ll ask you one last time!
Where did you come from?
And where did you get the information about the Blood Vulture’s secret vault? It’s not like any random vampire can get information about this place.”

“Yes it was Lady Cecilia who gave the information.”

The female vampire had no intention of showing her loyalty as she curled up and whispered:

“My venerable father brought us here and he is being held by you in the secret vault, that is a powerful silver rank vampire swordsman, you are no match for him.”

“Whether we can beat him or not is our business! You better say something useful!”

Stick was getting a little impatient.

The female vampire scowled as she said:
“Those of us who have joined the Wolfsbane Clan have made a living under Lady Cecilia’s ‘Wolf Vulture’ faction, but we’re only on the fringes, or we wouldn’t have been randomly sent to this hellhole in the middle of nowhere to dig up this damn secret vault!
I really don’t know much.

All I know is that we had a secret mission to ambush a caravan on the border of East Prussia and Transylvania and disguise it as the handiwork of the Blood Vulture Clan, and that the weapons in here were to be taken out and sent back to Grimm’s Island.

Lady Cecilia believes that the weapons here were left behind by her lover, so she, the poor grieving widow, has good reason to inherit it all . That’s all I know, please.

I really just want to live!

I don’t care who I work for. I’ll do anything to stay alive.

Please, give me a chance!
Betraying the family really wasn’t my choice!
I don’t want to join Wolfsbane, oooh, those brutal assholes are crazy, I don’t want to be one of them!”

“What’s with the crying, vampires can’t shed tears you dumbass, it just makes you look just like a posturing fool. You want to live, but it’s better to ask Lord Murphy if you can, maybe you can beg our benevolent lord.”

Stick cursed.

He got up and stepped aside with Brother Whimper, slightly puzzled:

“The name Lady Cecilia always feels a bit familiar, have you heard of this person somewhere?”

“Isn’t ‘Cecilia’ Missy’s middle name?”

Woo Meow Brother has a good memory.

He immediately reacted and said to Brother Stick:

“Why don’t we report this news to Missy? There’s no chance she’ll be interested.”

“There’s no contact information for her.”

Stick shook his head:
“It’s not like we’re from the Midnight Faction, other people’s noble psychics can’t look at us, the big-headed soldiers who are charging into battle. Forget it, let’s report to Mrs. Adele first, she’s in charge of all these spy agents, wait, I’ll write a report first.”

“What about this chick?”

Brother Woo Meow looked back at the female vampire who was covering her face in grief, he whispered:

“This guy is very cowardly, and it doesn’t look like she’s faking, her body and face are not bad, although it’s not as good as E-sister, but it’s barely above the passing line, it’s quite a pity to kill such a ‘high-quality NPC’.

Should we keep her alive?”

“Whatever.”

Stick, who had already opened his character interface and started editing the debriefing text, said casually:

“You can let her go if you want to, but I doubt she can survive the night even if she really escapes, so it’s better to stay and wait for our NPC’s judgment.

If her information is valuable, the odds are that she can survive.”

Happy Stick quickly sent the debriefing text to Lady Adele.

He thought that receiving a reply would be at least a few hours later, but in less than ten minutes, a scarlet rift opened up outside the village where the people were, as Stick watched in amazement.

The small Missy stepped out of it with her Night Whistling Staff, which was even taller than she was, followed by several vampire psychics belonging to the Midnight Faction, and the “Blood Vulture Widow” Mary accompanied Missy with a cold face.

Although Missy was unable to develop her own bloodline, Mary had apparently replaced Mrs. Adele’s position beside Missy, which was not a bad thing for the Blood Vulture Widow.

Seeing this important NPC appear in this nook and cranny of the ravine, Brother Stick and Brother Woo Meow glanced at each other both seeing the surprise in their eyes.

F*ck!
This wave definitely triggered the key plot!

And after seeing Missy personally appear, the entire female vampire who had been left for dead was paralyzed with fear, obviously she knew Femis and knew Missy’s position and status in the Blood Vulture Clan.

“You! Tell me everything you know about Lady Cecilia! Don’t leave out a single word.”

Missy spoke in a cold tone to the vampire in front of her, while Stick came up and warned:
“Missy, there are other vampires locked up in the basement, and there’s this coward’s honorary elder among them, said to be a silver ranked swordsman, he must know more!”

“That would be great.”

A scowl flashed across Femis’ face as she said:

“Open it!
You guys wait outside, I’ll take care of this mess.

Also you guys did a pretty good job of treasure hunting, Murphy told me to bring you word that the distribution of the loot from the secret vault will have to wait until we return to the Scarlet Fortress.”

“That’s as it should be, we’re also serving the cause of Transylvania.”

Stick immediately said a pretty sentence, along with his small hand putting the blood vial into the organ recess of the Blood Vulture’s secret vault once again.

The door of the secret vault under that pool of water slowly opened, and almost at the same time there was a figure that hurriedly scurried up to the sky, but was smashed back to the ground by a blood-red spiked vine silhouette that fiercely lashed it from a high altitude amidst Missy’s screams like a roar.

A brutal scarlet ray of Ultra-Magic-Dissolution was then thrown out, solid armor shattered into pieces and even the ceremonial black blade in his hand was disintegrated by psychic energy, while vampire vines broke out of the ground like chains and clasped the swordsman’s limbs.

Boiling psychic energy was unleashed into spinning daggers and blades that rolled over the latter’s body like clouds of gale force winds, spilling vampire blood onto the ground.

“She’s on fire!”

The onlooker, Brother Woo Meow, whispered to Smoke Sang beside him:
“Look at this use of spiritual energy by others, and then look at you.”

“I’m a Scout Master, don’t you dare compare her to me, there are specialties in the arts understand?”

Smoke Sang returned with a face of envy and sourness, watching this violent fakir in front of him abuse a vampire swordsman of the same rank to the point where he couldn’t even use his Night Bat Escape under his power.

After the release of the Midnight Fixation Spell, Missy didn’t even bother to question the other party but directly released an unknown but rather terrifying looking spell.

Femis used vicious psychic energy to violently search for the information she needed directly in the opponent’s mind, paying no heed to the latter’s death, and the immediate result triggered by this brutal maneuver was that the blinded silver vampire swordsman let out a miserable scream and exploded his head with a thud after a few more seconds of searching for information.

This injury was already a serious one even for a vampire, yet Missy just indifferently wiped the red-white stain on her hand, turned to look at the female vampire scion who had shrunk her body, and threw a short sword with a convergence of psychic energy in front of her.

Saying:
“Kill him! Rip out his heart! You will then be able to wash away your shame and return to the Blood Wyvern, and I will appoint a new honored leader for you. Or, of course, you may not, and follow your master into eternity. The choice is yours.

Consider this the last act of mercy for you from my father who has fallen into eternal rest in the Astral Plane.”

This vicious and horrible request filled the female vampire with awe and shock.

But Missy clearly didn’t care about the female vampire’s choice, or even about the traitor’s little life.

She just turned back to Brother Stick and Brother Woo Meow and said to them in a cautious tone:

“These werewolf venom thugs are going to ambush the Carpe family’s transportation convoy tomorrow night, they are going to stop Transylvania from regaining their industrial line, we have to stop this operation but it’s dangerous so you guys have a choice whether you want to participate or not . Did you all just nod your heads without thinking about it?
Okay okay.

Every time I see you guys I gain a new understanding of your courage, so come on, we need to be ready before the reinforcements arrive.”

(End of chapter)