Chapter 19

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"Am I dead?"

As his deep consciousness gradually returned to his body, Zhao Futu immediately felt a sharp pain all over, especially in his right arm, which was burning with pain!

"I'm not dead!?" A shock flashed through Zhao Futu's mind, and he slowly opened his eyes. He felt a bumpy sensation beneath him, as if he were lying flat on a cart used in the countryside in the past. His entire body was in severe pain, and even turning his head was difficult. However, when he opened his eyes, he saw the full moon hanging high in the sky, realizing that he had been unconscious for not long.

Beside him, the voice of the foolish woman, somewhat gentle, sounded. She sat down beside him, gently supporting him, and softly asked, "Are you feeling better?"

"Cough, cough!..." Zhao Futu coughed up a bit of blood, not answering her still foolish question, but carefully looked around. His ribs were slightly fractured, pressing on his lung nerves, making it a bit difficult to breathe. He hoped that, as the space had said, all his injuries would heal upon his return. Otherwise, even if he recovered, he would be left with a lifelong隐患. At the very least, his right arm would be half-wasted, unable to lift heavy objects in the future.

Looking around, Zhao Futu immediately saw a group of fully armored knights escorting a large crowd forward. He was among the people being escorted, and he even saw the injured Kane and others in the crowd. However, the glasses-wearing man and the pyramid scheme man were not among them, suggesting they had already escaped when Zhao Futu lured away the giant werewolf.

"Vampires!"

After carefully examining the knights, Zhao Futu's pupils suddenly constricted, and he forcibly swallowed the word that had come to mind.

These knights escorting the crowd were undoubtedly vampires, and they were likely the elite of the vampires, the legendary 'Death Corps,' the predecessor of the 'Death Walkers' later led by the 'Goddess of the Moon' Selena. However, at this time, the 'Goddess of the Moon' Selena had not yet become a vampire, and might not have even been born yet. The Death Corps at this time were likely led by Selena's predecessor, the daughter of the vampire prince Victor, the most fearless and powerful vampire warrior, Princess Sonya!

Soon.

Zhao Futu saw the person he wanted to see.

Despite being clad in splendid medieval armor, it did nothing to conceal her proud and cold beauty. Without a doubt, Zhao Futu immediately recognized her. She was the daughter of the vampire prince Victor—Sonya!

"Among humans, few can survive such severe injuries!" Sonya, riding a magnificent horse, looked down at the severely injured Zhao Futu with a condescending gaze. She examined him with a slightly curious look and said, "Your will is very strong. Perhaps I should have someone give you the Embrace; you would make a good warrior!"

Become a vampire?

This was not a good fate, and Zhao Futu rejected it without hesitation in his heart.

"You... cough, cough..." Zhao Futu coughed involuntarily as he opened his mouth. After a while, he managed to say, "Where are you taking them?"

"Of course, back to the castle! We are in need of some usable slaves and a source of blood." Sonya glanced at the large crowd and said indifferently.

Vampires feed on blood, but ordinary feeding is not enough to be fatal.

In the vampire castle, there were many human slaves kept, who served the vampires' daily needs and also provided them with a steady supply of blood. However, some newly turned vampires could not control their urges, so the blood slaves had to be replenished periodically.

"They... they are about to... turn into werewolves!" Zhao Futu panted, voicing his greatest concern.

In Locktown, many ordinary people were injured in the werewolf attacks. The first few werewolves that rushed in had likely scratched at least thirty to fifty people. Adding those injured in the subsequent chaos, at least one to two hundred people had been scratched and infected with the werewolf virus. Tonight was a full moon, and although they would not transform tonight, if tomorrow night was also a full moon, there would likely be a large werewolf army of over a hundred!

This was Zhao Futu's greatest worry, because unless he killed all the infected, a massive werewolf army would emerge as soon as the moon rose tomorrow, one that they could not possibly resist.

Even!

He had a vague feeling that this was a trap set by the mysterious nightmare space. If these vampires had not appeared, they would have had to make a choice.

"Werewolves?" Sonya's cold and beautiful face showed a hint of pride, and she said disdainfully, "The castle is in need of a few guard dogs!"

Guard dogs?

When Zhao Futu heard this, he was slightly taken aback. If he remembered correctly, in the plot, this cold and proud vampire and the werewolf Lucian had a relationship that even led to a death, forcing the vampire prince Victor to personally order the execution of his beloved daughter. But looking at Sonya's expression now, it didn't seem like she was acting. Her expression and gaze clearly told Zhao Futu that she genuinely looked down on werewolves!

"What's going on?" Zhao Futu was puzzled.

If she looked down on werewolves so much, why did she fall in love with Lucian and end up in a relationship that led to a death?

Could it be!

Could it be that she hasn't met Lucian yet?

That shouldn't be the case?

Lucian had been a slave to the vampire prince Victor since birth and had been under Victor's attention from the moment he was born, attracting the attention of most vampires. He was the first werewolf to possess reason and the ancestor of the later werewolves who could transform back into human form. Although their werewolf bloodline originated from the werewolf ancestor William, the true second mutation of the werewolf bloodline, which restored reason and the ability to transform back into human form, actually began with Lucian.

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Although the Death Corps, composed of vampires, had saved the survivors in the town, their fate would not be much better than dying in Locktown.

At this moment, Zhao Futu, with a hint of doubt in his heart, followed them into the castle of the vampire prince Victor.

{Piaotian Literature}