Chapter 1283

Leon, open the door.

A not too long staircase is exposed. At the end of the staircase is a high platform railing closed by iron doors on both sides.

When angel came to the railing, he looked down and his expression froze.

Man!

Dense people!

In such a large underground wine cellar, it is crowded with people!

These people are hung with rags. From the unique patterns on the rags, it can be inferred that when they are complete, they should be servants' clothes.

Among them, some female servants can still see the skirt of their maid clothes, but at this time, they are basically naked, and their white body is very eye-catching.

But even so, there is no trace of beauty.

Because they are all skinny. Under a thin layer of skin, there are bones. At first glance, it was like coming to the next cell of one of the most demanding slave owners.

Stink, horror and palpitations.

Originally, these people were very slow, put on all kinds of strange postures, and their expressions were also very dull. But when angel and others came in, perhaps they smelled the smell of "people", they raised their heads and looked at the high platform.

When I saw angel and his party.

In an instant, their eyes changed!

From godlessness to madness, from gray to scarlet, and from dullness to excitement and madness, it's like a beast hungry for a winter, crazy about food after waking up.

A pair of eyes with scarlet light looked over in the dark. It was like entering a damp cave and seeing a group of bats waiting for blood.

Before angel could carefully distinguish their faces, screams, roars and quirks were mixed in an instant. A pair of thin hands stretched out and waved their teeth and claws towards the high platform where angel and others were located.

It's like crazy believers who worship evil gods dancing.

"Blood, blood... Give me blood!" "The smell of living people, hee hee." "Kill them, kill them!"

Everyone moved and pushed forward, but the iron doors on both sides of the platform were locked. They couldn't squeeze in, so they had to beat the door lock.

The people behind didn't know the situation in front and kept pressing up, resulting in the sound of clicking, which is the sound of bone fracture.

Some people who are too crazy even attack the people around them.

When angel was stunned, he saw several broken limbs thrown high, and the blood gushed onto them like a fountain. With the red light in their eyes, it looked more strange and terrible.

"These people are all servants in the manor. However, the incident half a month ago made them eroded by the red light and became what they are now." Lyon's eyes were filled with compassion. Among these people, they were basically servants who served the manor all their life. Some watched them grow up, and some were playmates of their brothers from small to large, but now they all turned into such a terrible appearance.

"I put in all the food on the ground. I put it once a day, but they don't have anyone to eat, even blood food. They only seem to respond to human blood, but where can I get human blood?" Leon: "for half a month, they didn't eat anything and became skin and bones hungry. But strangely, they are still alive, even those who lack arms and legs are still alive."

"Only when they see living people will they get excited, just like the legendary ghost."

"People are not people, ghosts are not ghosts." Lyon's eyes glowed and his voice choked: "sometimes I really want a fire to help them out, but I think there may be a glimmer of hope alive."

Leon turned to angel and said, "angel, can you save them?"

Angel quietly looked at the struggling and distorted people below, tried to eliminate all external emotions, and carefully observed the people below.

Looking at their flexible movements, angel thought that at least their bodies remained active. However, this is not the case. Their physical functions have all stopped. In addition to being able to move, they are basically a dead man.

But strangely, they didn't decay. There seems to be some energy in their brain to protect their last soul limit.

Lyon saw that angel didn't speak for a long time. He seemed to understand something. He couldn't help losing his mind: "sure enough, are they hopeless?"

Angel's expression is also very sad, but he really doesn't know how to save them now. He could only look at Sanders for help, but Sanders stood aside, his eyes flickering from time to time, as if he was thinking about something, and didn't notice angel's eyes.

Angel thought, "there should be a way, red haired?"

Leon shook his head. "Master xiuis told me before that saving them is tantamount to killing them."

Lyon didn't know what this meant. He just thought that the tutor said that they had done so. If they saved them, it would be better to give them a good time.

"Hughes is right. Saving them is really killing them." At this time, Sanders, who had been silent, finally opened his mouth. He took out his walking stick and gently pointed it at the void. A strange ripple spread out. The next second, the crowd in the cellar suddenly quieted down.

"They maintain their current activity because there is a mysterious power of bloody kingship in their brain. If they want to restore their consciousness, they can only expel this power, but once they are expelled, they will lose their source of activity and die immediately." Sandston said: "they will eventually die. Either they expel the power to die now, or they wait for the power to maintain activity to die independently. It's just a matter of time. In the end, they can't escape the fate of death."

Sanders' words seemed to give the group a death notice.

Lyon also completely collapsed. As a Viscount of Gru Town, he was unable to save his own people and the people around him who grew up with him. No one could understand this pain.

Sanders didn't care about the life and death of these people. After he made a conclusion, he began to think about the effect of bloody kingship: "it seems that the mysterious power in their brain is the truth."

Sanders looked at Angel: "maybe if you were dragged into the abyss of depravity, you would become like them."

Angel closed his eyes, restrained his desire to gush, and let his mind catch up with Sanders again: "so, does the effect of bloody kingship just make them crazy?"

After a pause, angel added, "irreversible madness."

Sanders shook his head. "If you want to know, you need to do an energy measurement experiment. However, the mysterious power is difficult to measure, and I'm not sure of the final result. It's best to have more information."

Sanders looked at Lyon, who was still in mourning, and remained silent for a long time. When Lyon's mood was a little calm, he asked, "do you remember their performance just after being eroded by the red light?"

Lyon said with some Stupidity: "like now, they show the symptoms of bloodthirsty madness when they see living people, but they won't be quiet at that time. Even if there is no one around, they will be crazy. Maybe they have been locked in the wine cellar for a long time before they gradually become quiet."

"It becomes quiet because of the self-interest of mysterious forces. When it is unable to take the initiative to absorb external energy, it will mainly reduce consumption, which is the commonality of some special energy." Sanders explained, "are there no other exceptions?"

Lyon shook his head: "no..." but as soon as the voice fell, Lyon seemed to think of something: "no, there seems to be a little more. They will follow Lord Eureka. Where Lord Eureka goes, they will go, just like attendants."

Lyon said this, let Sanders eyes twinkle.

"Is it puppetization?"

Sanders recalled that the Royal Court of each generation in the ancient kingdom was extremely loyal from top to bottom. Even if the ancient king was extremely cruel, there was never any objection in the royal court. Does it depend on the bloody Kingship to turn them into puppets?

But the real puppet is actually easy to be found. Just like the puppet in the antique store in zislade before, even the soul of the owner can be seen through at a glance. Perhaps, the bloody monarchy is not just a mere puppet.

But something like a soul mark?

"But if the effect is really like this, why is Eureka herself affected?" Sanders was a little confused.

Angel explained the answer: "there is a magic energy array of" blood source backtracking "in the blood kingship. As far as I know, this magic energy array is still running. In other words, the real owner of the blood kingship is not Eureka."

Having said that, there is still a doubt. Although Eureka is not the master, she is the user. How can she use it against herself when she knows that the bloody kingship is very dangerous?

"It seems that we still need to get some answers from Hughes."

This topic ended. Sanders didn't continue to say anything. Angel looked at Lyon around him. He was still at a loss and had no look in his eyes.

Angel looked down into the silent crowd. Although they were as thin as skeletons, he still distinguished some familiar people from the outline.

He saw his mother's closest gardener, Dr. Dink, who had studied earth medicine in Jon, the Zhongyuan female Knight swatch, who taught Lyon Knight skills, and the shepherd Franco, who grew up with their two brothers.

Every familiar face is affecting angel's heartstrings.

Angel couldn't bear to watch any more. He closed his eyes and kept breathing, trying to suppress the discomfort under his heart by the frequency of breathing.

After a while, angel opened his eyes and looked at his brother Lyon:

"Is mentor Jon okay?"

Lyon nodded dully: "Jon was protected by the border set by master xiuys, and soapy was watching, not affected."

"What about Ollie and the maid mana?"