Chapter 976: I like your rust smell (88)
And this kind of substance will make the user suffer from hemopuromyiasis.
The sick person will be extremely afraid of the light source, and will be extremely sensitive to the blood because of the damage to the hemoglobin.
At that time, this disease was called "vampire disease."
Thinking of this, Marbury only felt his breath suffocate suddenly, and he was in a daze for a long, long time.
Until the scene changes again.
This time, it turned directly to the scene where the Duke of York, who had become ill, was nailed to the cross and received the sacred fire.
He suddenly felt cold all over.
Not only was he cold, but even his ancestors, who were possessed by him, saw their backs getting colder and colder in the face of this scene.
But he didn't have any regrets.
Because afterwards, he shared the ultimate goal of Fernand I and Phoenix-a small part of the York Mountain Gold Mine.
Even the shotgun was changed, and he became the first archbishop of the newly built Los Cathedral.
After that, the pictures passed by, and the archbishop changed from generation to generation, and the deeds of the vampire duke, including the method of dealing with vampires given by the pope to prevent future troubles, have also been passed down from generation to generation.
Until all this came to him.
"……what!"
Marbury screamed, his consciousness returned to reality from the dream instantly, and he couldn't help but sit up straight.
Breathing in big mouthfuls, a pair of eyeballs trembled frantically.
All this, all this...
However, just as his mind was extremely unstable, a black shadow suddenly struck across the ventilation window above the cell.
The place where the bright moonlight was spread went dark, and Marbury screamed again in fright, and subconsciously, kept shrinking toward the corner.
Somehow, he made such a noise, but the guards outside seemed to be totally ignorant and didn't come to see the situation.
This made him even more disturbed.
Marbury hesitated, wondering if he wanted to make more noise and draw the guards over.
At least for now, no matter who comes to accompany him, he will feel more at ease...
It's a pity that he didn't even struggle to stand up, the black shadow passing by the window, but squeaked, rushed in and fell in front of him...
It was a furry one, and it was hard to see whether it was a bird or a strange thing from other animals.
But in the next second, this strange thing quickly grew taller, and directly transformed into a handsome man with a long figure, but with a weird breath from head to toe.
It was the one he knew most and feared the most.
"Good evening, my dear Archbishop Marbury."
Clarence chuckled lightly, but very comfortably, he gave Marbury a decent gentleman's courtesy.
"you you!……"
Marbury's pupils were shaking, and he pointed at him with a trembling arm.
After hesitating and vomiting for a while, he reluctantly squeezed a complete sentence from his throat, "You...you really are, you are a vampire..."
In the second half of this sentence, he said inexplicably guilty.
After all, this grand duke, who was a prestigious world, will now look like this, and it is the hands and feet of his ancestors...
Thinking about it, Marbury couldn't help but avert his gaze subconsciously, not daring to look directly at him.
However, Clarence ignored his little expressions.
He only raised his delicate eyes lightly, and immediately smiled: "I have not denied this fact."
As he said, he suddenly stepped away from his long legs, and approached Marbury step by step.