However, at the same time, there is also a hint of weirdness, which makes people feel uneasy.

Zhouze pursed his lips.

It wasn't that he was afraid, but he suddenly thought of the Vampire King mentioned in the background information.

It seems to be lying inside this crystal ice coffin.

It must be called with blood.

So these 12 of them are really sacrifices? The kind that requires bloodletting?

He won't do it.

Zhouze was silent for two seconds and began to secretly observe the escape route.

In the silent dark hall, there were dozens of vampire nobles who bowed their heads to the crystal ice coffin with great piety.

They were at a loss as to what to do. They could only stare blankly, their nerves tense, as if they were facing a formidable enemy.

After Zhouze found that everything was sealed and there was no way to escape, he restrained his thoughts and stopped wasting time thinking about this unsolvable problem.

At the same time, he suddenly noticed that the humans present were all handsome and good-looking, and it was obvious at a glance that they were deliberately selected for their good looks.

Zhouze lowered his eyes and couldn't help but wonder, is it so demanding to be the vampire king's blood bag?

Before Zhou Ze could understand the weirdness of this, the leader of the vampire nobles spoke in a low voice.

It was a gray-haired nobleman who looked a bit older. His voice was very special, as if it came from a unique channel, which made them, humans, feel even more oppressive.

What he meant to the effect was that in the next period of time, one of the 12 of them would be selected as the most suitable person to be the king's blood slave.

Once you become the king's blood slave, your status will rise. If you can be appreciated by the king, your future will be limitless.

At the end of these words, Zhouze saw that the expressions of the other eleven people changed drastically in an instant.

From uneasiness and fear, it turned into ecstasy.

It was as if they had been favored by the God of Destiny, and finally saw a glimmer of hope from despair, and that was not an ordinary hope. It was a ladder that could help them rise to great heights in this war-torn world ruled by foreign races.

Zhouze's eyelids suddenly jumped several times, which was not a good sign.

After all... if one of the twelve people is to be chosen, there will be a brutal invisible fight.

"Remember, you will have a week to prepare. You must make your body purer and your blood purer. By then, whose blood can make this rose bloom, he will become the king's blood slave."

The old nobleman announced in a low voice.

And in the direction where his eyes were looking, there was a rose flower. In the corner of the crystal ice coffin, the door was closed, lifeless, and even the color was different from other roses.

Other roses are passionate, unrestrained, and as bright as blood.

And that one is gray, as if it is about to wither.

Zhouze glanced around after hearing this, and sure enough, everyone showed sharp eyes that were determined to win.

You can imagine how dangerous the next week will be.

Zhouze was eventually taken back to a single cell with the others.

Only this time he could come and go freely.

Because of this, he discovered that this single-room cell was originally concentrated in a tower, and only twelve of them lived there.

The entire tower is sealed off.

They can come and go freely in the tower, but they cannot leave the tower.

Very good, the confined space has also been gathered. Overt and covert fighting is inevitable, Zhou Ze thought in his heart.

Taking a deep breath, Zhou Ze decided to proceed with caution.

Although the vampire noble didn't say it was okay to kill each other, he didn't say it wasn't okay either.

The devil knows how to make blood purer.

I'm sure someone might have the stupid idea that "the other eleven people are dead, so I'm the only candidate."

Zhouze took advantage of the fact that everyone had not recovered and quickly walked around the entire tower.

He secretly memorized the structure and roads of the entire tower, as well as the location of each room, in case of emergency.

And just when Zhouze knew what was going on and was about to walk back to his room, a figure suddenly flashed in front of him.

That's a girl with shawl hair.

"Hello," the other party blocked his way, deliberately not letting him enter the room, "I'm a little busy and want to ask you for help, can you?"

The girl looks fresh and harmless, but at this sensitive moment, she wants him to help?

"No." Zhouze refused without thinking.

He is not a nice guy.

Besides, with his thin body and thin arms and legs, he looks even thinner than this girl. How can he look like he can be of any help?

As the saying goes, only bad people will seek help from people who are weaker than themselves. Normal people will just call the police.

The girl opposite obviously didn't expect to be rejected so bluntly, and was stunned for a moment.

"you--"

The girl was a little embarrassed on her face, but she still managed a forced smile.

Poor.

"But I really can't do it alone. I swear, I don't have bad intentions. I really need help from others, but they don't want to help. Only you seem to be kind, so I..."

The girl clicked until she was done, praising and showing weakness at the same time.

She had thought that this young man, who looked so soft-hearted, would be unable to resist her pleas and fall into her trap.

However, she didn't know that it would be okay if she didn't deliberately pretend to be pitiful. Once she pretended to be pitiful, Zhouze would uncontrollably think of Zhao Chun.

The two are so alike.

But Zhao Chun's head has been crushed. I don't know when this person...

Zhouze pursed his lips, put away the thoughts racing in his mind, and looked at the girl in front of him coldly, "Get out of the way."

The girl's breath was stagnant. At that moment, she felt a chill on her back, and her whole body followed the instructions like a puppet.

The next second, Zhouze opened the door to the room and slammed it in front of the girl.

The loud sound startled the girl, and then she came to her senses.

Outside the door, her innocent expression immediately turned into vicious and vicious, and she secretly clenched her hands.

The next day.

Zhouze then heard that one of the twelve people, a girl, unfortunately fell from the highest staircase in the tower, broke her neck, and died on the spot.

Zhouze was a little stunned. He asked the insider and found out that she was a girl with short hair.

Is this... really just unfortunate?

Thinking of the strange behavior of the girl with shawl hair yesterday, Zhou Ze had great doubts about it.

However, those nobles did not come forward to investigate the matter thoroughly. Instead, they exposed it as if nothing happened.

It seems that they condone this kind of cannibalism.

Zhouze's eyes darkened slightly.

This is only the first day.

Suddenly, a helpless female voice sounded next to her ears, "Hey, how could something like this happen? It's unbelievable. She was too careless."

Zhou Ze looked over and saw that it was the girl with shawl hair from yesterday.

The other person smiled and seemed very happy.

She got closer to Zhou Ze, "But it's good, there is one less competitor, don't you think? The Vampire King wouldn't like that kind of fragile waste, right?"

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