The stormy bats gathered into a human form under the moonlight, revealing his old but handsome appearance. A bloody coat swept away the dust on the ground with the squatting movement.

"Sally Fraser...You are acting like a beast in the sewer now."

The feminine tone stopped the vampire who was leaning over in the beast, and his bloody eyes swept to the side, and his body slowly stood up.

It was a handsome man with a gloomy temperament, like the protagonist in every vampire love story, wearing a dress and standing gracefully on the spire of the church fence. A heavy black pistol was gently caressed by him, and the complicated patterns shine in different colors under the moonlight.

"Wesley... You should show up at the midnight party at this time to help me deal with those difficult waste..."

"Dear Sally, it turns out that this is how you view us...it's really sad."

Another female voice appeared. A charming vampire with pointed ears stepped out of the shadow, her hair was tied up like a lady, and her close-fitting leather vest struck a curved waist. The black handle in her hand reflected a silver-black luster, and a large piece of metal whip emerged during the rapid stretching of the machine, crackling and tearing the ground open.

"Sandora..."

Sally Fraser, who appeared first, looked solemn.

"Good guy... three ran out directly." Turing narrowed his eyes.

Turing's secondary brain compiler processes the detailed features of these three vampires at high speed and records them independently into three archives.

He just wanted to test the result of his blood and demon god technology being released in London, but he didn't expect that he would directly lead to three old monsters, especially the first "Sally Fraser". The method of transforming into a bat group really made Turing unable to understand. Although the other two were not as good as this guy, Sally Fraser's reaction was not a simple master.

Based on Evangelos's information, we judge the other party's class in the secret party from the vampire's outfit. This Sally Fraser is obviously an old vampire over three hundred years old, because class and age are positively correlated—

These three people are vampire elders.

But the truth is, there are more than three.

The lid of the side sewer opened, and a hunched vampire with an ugly appearance, blew out, wearing a tattered robe.

What surprised Turing was that on a building on the side of him, a statue suddenly shook off a large amount of lime, and turned into a monster with a bat wing stretched out, and it fell to the entrance of the church. As his wings contracted, he gradually turned into an extremely strong blonde man with naked upper body and a torn skirt waist on his lower body.

Turing glanced at the gargoyle statue under his feet, and suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, while cheering up again.

I still have too little knowledge of this world. A lot of Evangelos's intelligence is not detailed. It has never said that there are vampires that can disguise themselves as stone statues and hide on the house. The blood generated by its multiple transformed bodies is also strong enough. Five elders from the seven clans directly attracted, and those who appeared in London must be members of the rebel party. After all, "Van Zhuo" is currently huddling on.

But except for the guy who crawled out of the sewer, it must be the "Nosferatu" clan who had dealt with. Because their appearance is unique enough, the details of the others are still unknown, but the characteristics they show also allow Turing to roughly guess their details.

"Ha... I thought it was a young man who didn't discipline him and was hunting nearby, but I didn't expect everyone to be there." The first blood clan elder Sally Fraser smiled and looked at his compatriots around him.

"Hunting? Do you think the cholestrip monster you raised is not causing enough trouble? These humans are already restless enough. They are still going to kill people at the church door?" The blond man turned into a gargoyle snorted coldly.

"It seems that our chief guard is very dissatisfied...and is a little slow."

The female vampire Shandora smiled sweetly, attracting the dissatisfied gaze of the blonde man: "Duchess, I don't understand what you mean."

"Dear Chief Guard can't even tell the difference between beer and black tea, so don't expect him to smell the fragrance in the air... He may have just found that we gathered here and flew down to see." Weisley, a vampire in feminine dress, smiled, took a deep breath, and a ferocious satisfaction burst out on his face.

The blonde man then realized that something was wrong with the atmosphere, his eyes fell on the large bloodstains left by Turing, and he sniffed:

"This is……"

"This taste is unique..." The vampire who came out of the sewer groaned, his voice hoarse and unpleasant, "It's like... the blood of the holy demon?"

"The people of Vanzhuo are now huddling on the ancestral island. Where did the blood of the Holy Demon come from?" Vampire Elder Sally Frazer snorted coldly, "Jin, have you seen anyone come here?"

The strong blood clan, who has always been called the chief of guards, shook his head: "I was staring at the Croydon area just now, and I didn't pay attention to this. You know, this is the territory of the church. We have an agreement with them."

"So, no one here knows who left the blood stain?" The ugly vampire looked around, his voice harsh and stinking all over his body, which made the Duke's high heels move toward the side.

"I just arrived... Well, after all, Lord Blaze suddenly left the seat, which made me a little concerned." said Weisley, the man in the dress.

"Don't look at me, I came out with Weisley," said the Duke.

At this point, everyone's eyes were on Sally Fraser, who appeared first.

"I'm going back to deal with the chores of the Reimer clan, and you know that's important."

"That Ripper, of course we know, every time it kills people, it will get blood into my basement. Stop talking nonsense, I just want that fragrant blood now!" The ugly vampire screamed impatiently, the others didn't stop it, obviously approaching his thoughts.

"Okay. No one knows who left this thing, but that guy must be very important. Since you all want this thing..."

The blood clan elder Sally said, and the atmosphere in the air suddenly tightened.

“Of course it’s a first come first served…”

"roar!!!"

The strong Han Jin suddenly turned into a strong human bat monster and rushed out, and blood marks appeared in the claws in the air. The whip in the duchess' hand raked and thrust towards the ugly blood clan who had already penetrated invisibly, and the whip blade was full of a faint green luster. The man in the dress raised two ornate steam pistols, but was hit by a large group of bright red bats.

The conflict that broke out in an instant seemed to turn into a melee, but it ended in an instant—

Sally Fraser poked out his five fingers, and each finger wrapped in a sharp fingertip was tightly pressed against the air. All the blood clans instantly froze in place, their eyes were congested and unable to move. They exposed their original physiological characteristics:

The man in the dress showed his long fangs, his face was ferocious, and his eyes were red. The duchess' ears were longer than the top of his head, and every tooth that was grinning became extremely sharp. The ugly blood clan of Nosferatu showed his sharp sword-like buck teeth, howling like a mad dog. As for the human bat gold, there was not much change, but his veins all over his body surged, and his image as high as three meters became ferocious again.

And Turing, who was observing secretly above, suddenly had information from Evan Gelos popped up in his mind:

"The 'Rimer' tribe is the best besides Vanzhu. They are the ruling group of the rebel party and are good at manipulating blood. Although they cannot transform into human bats like the noble Vanzhu and the rude Bruch, they are all [Blood Masters]."

So this vampire elder named Sally Fraser is from the [Rimer] tribe, and Jack the Ripper in the newspaper is also written by them.

Below, Sally Fraser smiled on his face:

"I don't want to make things too stiff either. But I'm sure Rimer needs this blood more than everyone else, so..."

He reached out his other hand to the blood left by Turing and tugged his five fingers.

A gust of cold wind blew by, cooling the atmosphere a little.

The blood did not move at all.

Sally's face changed: "what?"

The ferocious state of the other blood clans gradually calmed down, and their faces showed shock and fanaticism.

"This is the blood of the Holy Demon... There is no doubt that this is the blood of the Holy Demon! It is mine! It is mine!"

The Nosferatu vampire roared, taking advantage of Sally's distraction to break free from his control and licked it in the blood. Sally roared immediately and turned into a large group of bats covered by black mist and knocked them away:

"Get out! Your stinky scum!"

But the elder of Nosferatu ignored his attack at all, slowly got up after suffocating and falling, and an uncontrollable scarlet burst out in his eyes:

"I felt...it surges in my body...it is making me stronger! Yes, this is the blood of the Holy Demon! This is..."

puff!

A large tube of blood burst out from his spine, and a piece of cold industrial bone spur was drilled out. With the sound of cracking and twisting from its bones, one after another of industrial bone spurs broke out from behind. As its body continued to grow, more steel bone proteins were extended, turning it into a three-meter-high hunched monster!

Everyone looked at the changes of their compatriots in front of them in shock, their dazed eyes gradually became fanatical, and they all looked at the already messy pool of blood.

It was a cold night, and the blood still showed no sign of solidification, and it rippled layer by layer with the night wind.

But in an instant, a sudden change occurred—

"roar!!!"

The monster transformed into a blood clan of Nosferatu let out a roar of shock, because its deformation did not end, but was still expanding. The mute tone was also distorted, turning the crazy laughter into screams, and finally exploded under the influence of the growing demon god factor!

puff!!!

The explosion of plasma poured all the vampires around them through, and the frenzy in their eyes quickly became terrified.

It was not until the long night wind that Weisley, with a feminine temperament, spoke up and broke the silence:

"This is not a good sign..."

"A elder of the Nosferatu clan died in front of us, of course this is not a good sign!" The duke shouted sternly, looking at the location of Turing's blood, which was covered with its plasma, and a little black steel impurities spread together.

"I think it's time for me to go back to the banquet. What happened tonight has nothing to do with the [Torido] clan." Weisley put away his guns, turned his head and left.

"This matter... the guards will keep it secret. Our tribe cannot lose the power of Nosferatu." The golden flapped his wings, but did not fly in the direction he came, but left the other side.

One of the five vampires died instantly and two left. Sally and the Duchess named Sandora were left.

"It seems...we can now separate these precious blood." Sally looked at the Duchess with an inexplicable look.

"An elder just turned into plasma in front of you, and that's all you want to say?" The duchess's expression became colder and colder.

"After driving Vanzhuo away, the thieves and assassins of Nosferatu are useless. Its death will not change anything. Instead, these blood... Jin and Weisley are afraid of it, but I think as a [Mokavi] person who loves research, your curiosity is probably better than fear..."

The Duchess remained silent, and then the coldness on his face melted, turning into a charming smile:

"You really know me..."

But Sally snorted coldly, and suddenly pulled the void, and the duchess's body froze again:

"what you do?!"

"Sorry, these bloods seem to have changed somehow with the dirty blood of Nosferatu, and now there is not much left. In short, it is not enough."

The plasma of the vampire's explosion turned into flowing water and suspended up, gathering into a large group of blood cells in his hands, and was thrown into the sewer hole next to it. There was only a small pool of Turing's blood left on the ground. According to the analysis of the secondary brain compiler, less than eighty milliliters were found.

"You want to take it alone...I can tell my fellow countrymen of Nosferatu what happened today..."

"But do you think they would believe in a more prestigious clan of leaders, or a Dukema of the Mokawi clan who switches back and forth from time to time between madness and calmness?"

Sally put the blood into a small bottle and stuffed it into the vampire coat: "And don't forget that there are two other people present today. Especially Jin, although his brain is not as smart as you and me, he knows unity more than anyone else. He will not allow you to be divided."

Sally smiled and turned into a group of bats all over the sky, twisting into a stream and disappeared into the night sky. Only the duke was left behind and fell to the ground after the other party's blood was removed.

It was a big show... The experimental results were unexpected, but it also led to an incident that was beneficial to me. But it was time for me to leave.
To be continued...