The master comes down the mountain: I don’t want to be a son-in-law

Li Muchen walked alone because it was faster alone. The vampire in the basement of Dracula's castle is not low-level. If he dies, the vampires will definitely get the news and must find Dracula and Lilith as quickly as possible.

In addition, Li Muchen discovered that there was something wrong with Chief Edward.

Anthony, the administrator of the castle, had mentioned the Sheriff to Dominic. Edward came so quickly, it was probably Anthony who reported the news. Also, his reaction to hearing about vampires was very unusual.

Even if this guy is not on the same side as Dracula, he must know something.

So before he left, he sent a message to Chen Wenxue and asked him to keep an eye on Edward. The combined strength of Chen Wenxue and Joyce should be enough to deal with ordinary dangers in a place like Brasov.

If something really happened, Li Muchen would be able to rush over in time.

The old castle under the forest looked a bit eerie. The ground was very damp, and vines and weeds had submerged the original paths and doors. It looked like no one had lived in it for a long time.

But this illusion can fool ordinary people, but it cannot fool Li Muchen at all.

Li Muchen dodged and appeared in the room on the second floor of the castle.

The room was dimly lit and the old-fashioned furniture gave off a dull smell.

A bloated old man sat in an ancient oak chair with his eyes half closed.

There is a cane beside the armrest of the chair.

The window was half open, and a thin ray of sunlight filtered in, falling into the wrinkles of varying depths on his face, never able to crawl out again.

Li Muchen's appearance made the old man slightly surprised, but he soon regained his composure.

"You're here." He leaned back in the chair, nodded slightly, reached for the walking stick next to him, and pointed to the chair diagonally opposite, "Sit down, I'm the only old man here, so I won't make you any coffee. If you're thirsty, there's wine in the cupboard over there."

"You knew I was coming?" Li Muchen did not sit down.

"I know, I just didn't expect you to come so quickly." Count Dracula's voice was slightly tired, "Duke didn't listen to my advice, suffered the consequences, and brought disaster to our vampire family."

"Do you think I came here because of Duke's problem?"

"Isn't that right? You have power close to that of a god. Duke offended you and you vented your anger on the entire vampire race and imposed divine punishment. This is normal. If I had your power, I would do the same."

"Haha, you think too highly of me, and you think too highly of yourself. I am not a god. I will not vent my anger on others, nor will I impose curses and punishments on any race. As for you..." Li Muchen sneered, "Not yet. Give me the qualifications to make a special trip.”

A flash of anger flashed across Dracula's face, and the wrinkled skin twisted imperceptibly, and the sunlight flowed through the wrinkles, covering up his unhappiness.

"Then what are you here for?"

"Where is Lilith?"

"Lilith..." Dracula showed a smile, "She is a good girl, pitiful and cute. I treat her like my own granddaughter."

"Stop talking about him. My patience is not as good as I thought. If you don't tell me, I can still find her. But at that time, you have to consider the fate of yourself and your race."

"Thank you for your advice. I am just an old man. Although we are often called the undead, in fact, there is no immortal race in this world. Because races must reproduce, and reproduction cannot achieve individual immortality. This is the rule. , Oh, in your east, it’s called the ‘Way of Heaven’.”

Dracula mentioned "the way of heaven", which surprised Li Muchen.

"Reproducing without dying is against the will of the gods." Dracula continued, "So, there have never been undead. Only gods can be immortal. Everyone can dream of becoming a god, such as Duke. But I can't, I I must protect my race and my children, including Lilith.”

"I am already dying and my life is not long. If you want to kill me, just raise your hand and do it. Death is not a fear to me, but a relief."

Dracula responded to Li Muchen's death threat with an open-minded and fearless attitude.

Li Muchen was noncommittal and said calmly: "Very good, I hope you won't be afraid when you die."

"Let me tell you a story that might interest you. It's about Lilith."

Dracula paused, as if waiting for Li Muchen's response, but unfortunately, he did not wait for any response.

He turned around and looked at Li Muchen, and found that this young oriental man had a kind of indifference all over his body, from head to toe. This faint smell that seemed to be indifferent and indifferent to everything made him very uncomfortable. You're obviously here to ask for help, are you really not in a hurry?

"The name Lilith is very special. It was inherited from her mother." Dracula continued, "Her mother inherited it from her mother's mother..."

"In ancient records, she was originally a beautiful angel, accompanying God. But he was tempted by the devil and stole the original blood for eternal life."

"She gained eternal life, but was also cursed and punished by God. She perished in storms and nightmares. She could only pay for her original sins with her blood."

"In order to escape divine punishment, she came to the human world, got married and had children, but from then on a race was born, which will live forever and pay for her endless blood debt from generation to generation."

Having said this, Dracula's old face showed a trace of blood and became angry.

"Why?" he asked, "The sins of the past must be borne by future generations? Why must mortals bear the sins of angels? Why must the innocent bear the sins of demons? Is it just because of blood relatives and blood connections? "

Dracula tapped the cane on the floor twice hard, making a dull thumping sound. He seemed to want to stand up, but whether it was because he was too fat or because he was old and weak, he finally gave up.

"Alas!" Dracula sighed, "I have been working hard all my life to free my race from original sin. Over the past many centuries, I have joined many churches, worshiped the gods, prayed for their forgiveness, and let the gods forgive me. We see the sun again. But in the end there is no result. Gods never forgive people's sins easily, even if the sin is not mine. They do not need justice, they only need punishment to maintain the authority of the gods. As for who is punished, They don't care."

"This is probably the case for the gods in the world."

Dracula's voice slowly lowered, and the energy he had just raised was lost in an instant.

"I have no ability to resist God. The only way is to let the guilty bear the guilt and free the innocent."

Li Muchen frowned slightly and said, "So, you want to sacrifice Lilith to the gods?"