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"Open a primitive, randomly generated low-level world!"
Chapter 107 The Legend of the Night
In the darkness, a train is traveling at a leisurely pace on the tracks.
The middle carriage was very quiet, and one could vaguely sense an atmosphere of extravagance unique to the nobility.
At this point, the entire carriage had been booked and renovated.
Two slender but tall men were walking around the carriage, inspecting it.
At the very front of the carriage, in a room that had clearly been specially modified, a noblewoman with a noble and aloof air, fair skin and large breasts, was gently swirling a wine glass in her hand.
The wine in the glass looked like red wine, but upon closer inspection, the color seemed a bit too vibrant, more like... blood?
With a slight swaying, a faint, pure scent of blood entered her nostrils, and the noblewoman revealed an expression of utter satisfaction and intoxication.
“Top quality goods!”
After offering a comment, the noblewoman raised her wine glass and downed the finest beverage in one gulp.
"You vampires, do you drink the life essence from the blood, or do you simply like the smell of blood?"
Intrigued questions arose.
In an instant, Amelia, one of the three vampire elders who had maintained her noble demeanor, turned her azure eyes cold and aggressive.
"who!"
Her cold, beautiful eyes instantly locked onto a rather strange man not far away.
It's strange because she had booked the entire private room, so theoretically no other humans should be there, but they inexplicably appeared.
What's even more absurd is that this train has been running for a long time without stopping, so how did this strange man appear opposite them without attracting the attention of the other vampires?
What's even more outrageous is that the other person is currently reading a book, extremely relaxed, as if the question from before wasn't even asked by them.
Amelia was deep in thought, but her voice seemed to be sending a signal.
In a short while, a series of sinister growls rang out. Throughout the carriage, people who had previously appeared to be ordinary passengers began to bare their fangs, their human demeanor clearly beginning to transform into that of sinister vampires.
Staring directly at by pairs of vampires, an ordinary person would have been terrified and wet their pants long ago. Strangely, the person who spoke was unusually calm, as if he didn't even notice the vampires, but was just looking at Amelia with great interest.
As one of the three elders of the vampire clan and the absolute leader of the underground dark forces, Amelia has seen it all.
To be honest, this is the first time I've seen someone remain so calm in the face of a vampire.
Even those so-called witchers from the Church would show a wary expression when they saw a vampire. The vampires here were Amelia's personal guard. Although not the full force, there were still more than ten of them. Being stared at by so many vampires, even the strongest witcher would have to kowtow to one of them before considering how to escape.
A group of vampire guards watched Amelia, awaiting Elder Amelia's orders.
Amelia remained lost in thought, but this time her contemplation did not last long. Her gaze turned cold instantly, and she waved her hand.
Instantly, all the vampires rushed toward their 'prey' with excitement and murderous intent, not only because it was Elder Amelia's order, but more importantly, because this was a complete human being, how could they not get a share!
Faced with a group of vampires rushing towards him, the mysterious man remained rooted to the spot, without even changing his posture, and simply uttered two words.
"Sit down〃々!"
In an instant, whether it was the vampires charging forward or those who had just stood up, they all seemed to feel an unparalleled power.
Bang! Bang! Bang...
The vampire who had gotten up to join in sat back down.
The charging vampire crashed to the ground instantly. Before it could even let out a wail, its body flipped over, and it sat up on the ground.
Even more outrageous, there was a creature with its hands and feet on the ground, resembling a four-legged oddball, whose entire lower body actually rotated 180 degrees in the blink of an eye, forcibly contorting into an unbelievable posture that would horrify not only humans but even vampires, in order to maintain the concept of sitting.
"Go back to sleep."
As if time had reversed, all the vampires, whether sitting on the ground, in their seats, or twisted into aberrant forms, returned to their own rooms.
In a second, a clear snore echoed throughout the entire carriage.
At this moment, only Elder Amelia and the mysterious man opposite her remained in the entire carriage.
A wave of shock washed over Amelia. As one of the three elders of the vampires, she was undoubtedly a top-tier figure in terms of both strength and influence, and she had a formidable reputation in the dark world. Naturally, she was also very knowledgeable.
But faced with this scene, she didn't dare to utter a sound, let alone scream.
Just two sentences, only two sentences, and his elite vampire guards were completely wiped out!
What kind of power is this?!
Or rather, is this kind of power, this kind of ability, truly something that creatures in our world can possess?
"Now, answer my question." The mysterious man was still looking at his book, but his clear voice rang directly in Amelia's ear.
"The question? What was the question again?" Amelia, who was half-stunned, took several seconds to recover. After a moment of contemplation, she asked in a tone of inexplicable awe.
"The existence of an unknown, powerful (money) entity—to your question, my answer is, I don't know either."
"I can only vaguely sense that there is a special substance in my blood that not only satisfies my hunger but also helps our vampire clan become stronger."
"Is it only human blood that can be used, or is it also possible to use the blood of other creatures?"
"Blood from other organisms can also be used, but the effects are far less than those from human blood."
"It devours the life essence, a fantastical species, interesting."
"An ordinary, unremarkable world has given birth to a fantastical species that only extraordinary worlds possess. It seems that your world does indeed contain what I am looking for."
A storm raged through Amelia's heart.
She didn't quite understand the other terms, like "fantasy species," but she understood the words "your world"!
Chapter 108 She was too eager to improve.
The entire carriage became increasingly quiet, with vampires moving in and out as if afraid of making the slightest noise.
Badr leaned back on an incredibly luxurious and soft sofa. Don't ask why there's such a thing on a train; with enough money, even presidential suites are possible on trains.
At this moment, the dignified elder of the vampire clan, a noble being who controlled one-third of the power in the underworld, sat on Baldr's lap with a charming smile, like an alluring poppy, picking up a grape with her small mouth and feeding it to him mouth to mouth.
As Badr savored the taste of the imported grapes, his other hand skillfully moved, feeling the skin of the vampire elder. It was truly pale and cool-toned, with a temperature lower than that of an average person, and it was also more tender and smooth to the touch, with an excellent feel and a faint rose fragrance.
"Sir, how does it taste?"
“Not bad~”
"As long as you are satisfied."
"Sir, is there something you need from us? Although I am not very capable, I have a few men under my command who are willing to serve you."
Badr laughed, ignoring the deep ambition in the woman's eyes.
A clever woman who knows how to use her advantages will always do everything she can to find a way to climb the social ladder.
I wouldn't say I'm disgusted. Women who are all the same are boring, aren't they?
Suddenly, Bader pointed to the book on the table: "Curious about this book?"
Amelia was naturally curious, and she even spied on them more than once.
A powerful being from another world, with such miraculous abilities—the word "god" simply hasn't been proven.
For such a being to be interested in a book, that book must be extremely unique.
Unfortunately, without permission, Amelia could only see the words "Underworld 800" on the cover.
Now that she seemed to have received permission, Amelia naturally no longer suppressed her curiosity.
"Sir, may I?"
"Why not?"
Amelia secretly observed the other person's expression carefully. As someone in a superior position, she understood all too well that the words of a superior should never be taken literally.
However, noticing Badr's calm, even playful, chuckle, she was fairly certain that he really allowed her to watch, and even seemed to have a strange expectation in his eyes.
"Then I apologize." After apologizing, Amelia carefully picked up the book and turned to a page.
The war ended in the blink of an eye.
Russhaun, the most powerful and ferocious leader of the werewolf clan, was eventually killed.
The first two sentences alone made Amelia's azure eyes narrow instantly.
She was no stranger to the name Rushao. As the strongest leader of the werewolf clan, the natural nemesis of the vampire clan, his strength was even greater than that of a single elder.
But why does this name appear in this book?
As one of the three elders, Amelia's greatest strength was not her power, but rather her leadership and wisdom. In just a few seconds, she realized a possibility, and the turmoil in her heart was overwhelming.
His body trembled slightly as he looked at Badr: "My lord, this book..."
"It's just a book; keep reading if you want."
Amelia's mind went blank for a moment, and the first word that came to mind was "Genesis"!
To record everything in the world in one book—isn't that the legendary creation myth?!
So, who is this person before us...?
Suddenly, a strange blush appeared on her face.
I've never heard of that Your Majesty liking to... play with vampires, even going so far as to stick your fingers inside them!
"Keep watching." The calm voice sent a shiver down Amelia's spine.
Amelia suppressed her blush and continued to slowly flip through the 'book' in her hands.
The book begins from the perspective of Serena, a vampire who is known as the Goddess of the Moon. It's a familiar name; Amelia knows that there is an outstanding female vampire among the younger generation of vampires, and that's her name.
Serena, while on a mission, discovers werewolves and engages in a fierce battle, unexpectedly discovering that the werewolf king Russhorn, who was thought to be dead, may still be alive...
The more Amelia looked, the more gloomy her face became. Especially when she saw how this elder, treated as a mere background figure, was killed and drained of blood after only a few words, she couldn't help but bare her fangs, and the ferocity in her eyes surged.
A hand suddenly reached out and began to play with the fangs with a hint of curiosity.
Amelia suddenly felt a 0.1-second surge of annoyance. These were vampire fangs, the most important symbol of a vampire, representing death and bloodshed. Were they something to be trifled with?
However, this anger didn't even last 0.1 seconds before turning into docility, allowing the other party to play with it.