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Chapter 516 The Bishop’s Vampire Bat 03

Chapter 516 The Bishop’s Vampire Bat 03

He said it was to be "treated well".

But Yan Feng succeeded in getting the sinister flavor in his tone to the point where the hair all over his body stood up a little in fear.

Not that he had any fear of the man.

But the animal's instinctive fear of natural enemies was completely aroused at this moment.

Yan Feng stopped talking.

Then he didn't know what happened.

He just saw the man reaching out and tapping him on the head.

At the moment of pain, a feeling of dizziness came over him.

His eyes suddenly went black.

Yan Feng lost consciousness like this.

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When he opened his eyes again, Yan Feng looked around and found that he was locked in a place similar to a dungeon.

The surrounding walls are made of huge stones.

It looks dark and damp.

It doesn't look like a place where humans can live normally.

But if it's a cage used to imprison vampires, then there's really nothing wrong with it.

He still looked like a little bat, tied to the wall by silver chains. Yan Feng tried it and found that he couldn't change back to human appearance.

Every time he wanted to move, the chains that bound him would emit a golden spell.

Then he feels bad.

Naturally, there is no way to continue the transformation.

After trying this several times in succession, the voice of the red panda appeared in my mind. He said: [Boss, don’t try. It’s very troublesome for me to help you solve the problem all the time. 】

Yan Feng:?

The red panda said: [The chains that bind you have spells on them. If you forcefully change them, the spells should have a direct burning effect on you. That will cause serious damage to your body, so I'll take care of it for you. But if you try again, if nothing happens, others may notice the problem. 】

Yan Feng immediately stopped his previous actions.

No wonder he found these spells so uncomfortable.

If the red panda blocked those problems for him, everything would become understandable.

He looked around.

When he saw a man with his hands nailed with a cross on the wall next to him, the man just raised his eyes and looked in his direction.

Like other vampires in the story, the man's eyes are blood red. When he saw Yan Feng's blue eyes, he was stunned for a moment, and then asked with some uncertainty: "Are you... my kind?"

"It seems so," Yan Feng waved his little wings, and then explained seriously, "It's just that I haven't sucked blood yet, so I shouldn't be considered a complete species of the same kind."

Yan Feng's answer made the vampire laugh.

But when the laughter came out, it was followed by a violent cough.

Yan Feng looked carefully and found a big hole in his chest.

All the bones inside should be broken.

With it stuck in his lungs, not to mention talking or laughing, even every breath he takes can be regarded as a kind of desperate torture.

Yan Feng's scalp felt numb when he saw the same kind of person.

The man seemed to realize what he was thinking, but his voice still maintained the same state as before.

He said: "Don't think how scary I am now. I just saw it. It was the beast Wenjiu who captured you. Then you will soon become the same as me. Until you die, he It won’t make us feel better.”

Yan Feng blinked.

He knew the situation in this world in advance, so he also knew that the "warm wine" in the man's mouth was the soul fragment he was looking for in this world, and he was also the bishop with the highest status in the Holy See.

However, the man's statement still made Yan Feng a little strange.

After struggling for a while, he asked: "Were all those injuries on your body caused by him?"

"Otherwise?" the man asked, "the other vampire knights are basically just trash fishing in troubled waters. At their level, they can't even think of causing any harm to me."

Yan Feng didn't know how he should react now.

So after a moment of silence, he could only comply with the man's speech and nodded slowly.

But it was still a little strange. He said: "The Holy See caught the vampire, wasn't it to kill the vampire? Why didn't it kill you?"

The man asked back: "Didn't I also kill you?"

This is true.

The conversation went a bit awkward.

Yan Feng was about to ask something else, but the man over there coughed crazily again.

It seemed that all the blood that could be spitted out had already been spit out by him. So much so that even when he coughed to the point where his breathing was somewhat stagnant, he still didn't spit out any more blood.

Keeping this look, he looked at Yan Feng again.

There was a hint of despair in his tone as he said: "I would rather be beaten to death by him when we first fight him."

"I was caught here because I didn't die."

"That beast tortured me and asked me all about my fellow vampires. I betrayed all my friends and people, but that didn't make him stop torturing me."

"He said it was my punishment and the cleansing of my soul."

"Because I sucked the blood of more than a thousand people, not just the humans I developed into blood slaves, but even hundreds of people who died on the spot."

"He said it was my crime and he would not let me die until my sins were settled."

"Just let me keep suffering like this."

"He is a more terrifying demon than a vampire..."

While saying this, the vampire seemed to remember the punishments he had suffered before.

His body couldn't help but tremble.

What he got in exchange was a new round of crazy coughing.

His body was as thin as a piece of paper, but both he and Yan Feng knew very well that as long as he didn't see the sun or there was no vampire knight to give him a fatal blow, he would stay like this forever. , will not die, but will be more painful than death.

After another long silence.

The vampire turned around and looked at Yan Feng beside him again.

He said: "My advice to you is that if you have the chance, you should find a way to die. Living will only bring despair and torture to you, and only death is the final relief. Of course, the premise is that you can find that Chance."

The words fell.

As if predicting their conversation, the dungeon door opened, and there was a harsh "squeaking" sound.

The man's voice became increasingly desperate.

He murmured: "The devil is coming..."