Fairy Tale: Conquering the Nun with Black Silk at the Beginning - Chapter 35
There was silence all around.
The whole tavern was frozen in the solemn and murderous aura emanating from Daniela, the wife of the village chief Mendes.
At this time, the wind blew.
A sonorous and powerful voice, like the sound of a bell, came from the wind.
It broke the silent silence.
The villagers of Aoshen Village in the tavern couldn’t help but look out the door.
The wind was even stronger, more violent, and more noisy.
It was sweeping across the sky and the earth, as if the wind god was furious. The wind god was furious, as if he wanted to tear the sky and the earth apart.
And in the howling wind, there stood a motionless black shadow.
The black leather coat rolled up with the wind, stretching like a fluttering flag. But it was so solemn that it made people hesitate.
Because this figure wrapped in a black leather coat exuded a murderous aura all over his body.
The murderous aura that looked down on everything and surpassed the world
“It’s Lord Wayne!”A villager who had played Gwent with Wayne recognized him.
His expression began to relax, his facial features softened, and a smile appeared on the corners of his mouth.
Lord Wayne is here.
The sky is clear. The villagers who were originally enraged by Daniela’s words, holding pitchforks and sticks in their hands, gritting their teeth and showing anger on their faces, are now relaxed and calm.
Pairs of piercing eyes look at Wayne.
Wayne took a step forward and stepped into the Tree Hole Tavern.
He looked at Daniela in front of him.
Last time.
He only saw Daniela’s carriage pulled by two black Highland horses, and did not see her face in the carriage.
Now.
This beautiful face reveals the wind , a woman full of debauchery in her charming face.
Standing right in front of her. She was still clamoring to kill the hunter Oak.
Wayne had a cold expression, his eyes were like knives, and his gaze was piercing Daniela in front of him.
Daniela didn’t recognize who this man was for a moment.
Although she had heard the succubus in the village and even the village chief Mendes talk about this warrior Wayne over and over again.
But, she had never seen Wayne.
Now she just felt that the man in front of her was different from all the men in Aocheng Village.
This difference.
It’s like iron that has been smelted at high temperature, and it’s as huge as an iron billet that has not been smelted or hammered.
And this kind of smelting.
Is killing.
Daniela saw murderous intent in Wayne’s eyes.
“Who are you?” Although she had already guessed three-quarters of the answer, Daniela still asked.
Wayne paused and said,”I am the killer Wayne you mentioned.”
As soon as the words came out.
His tone was not high-pitched, and his tone was not angry, but it was like thunder exploding in the tavern.
Daniela trembled, and the mountains in front of her were undulating in invisible fear.
“”Hahaha, you son of a bitch, you dare not be arrogant now!” The tavern owner laughed happily.
It was like a huge thunder that tore the sky at the end of July.
The other villagers in the tavern also laughed heartily.
Now only Daniela, the wife of the village chief Mendes, was in a dilemma, as if she was roasted on the fire.
Wayne took a step forward.
Without the slightest hesitation, he raised his hand.
A lavender vortex appeared in the palm of his right hand.
Killing this woman was nothing more than a few more silver coins for Wayne.
And now recruiting her into the [Void] would give him a slave who was completely loyal to him.
By then.
Wayne wanted to know more about the God of Ao. To know the secrets of the village, one only needs to ask this loyal servant.
The lavender vortex instantly became like an invisible abyss.
It swallowed up Daniela, who was 1.8 meters tall and wearing 10-centimeter high heels.
The wind outside was pouring from the noisy green world into this dry and warm tree hole tavern with a fireplace burning incense and walls made of banyan trees.
Such a big woman with a protruding figure suddenly disappeared in front of a group of people.
Even the old man with the most blurred eyesight, who was curled up in the corner by the fireplace and taking a nap, opened his eyes wide in surprise.
“Could it be that Lord Wayne is the most powerful magician in the world?”
“Even someone as powerful and terrifying as the village chief’s wife was swallowed up by Lord Wayne with just a wave of his hand, and disappeared without a trace, vanishing into thin air!”
“Things are about to change, things are about to change. Lord Wayne directly attacks the village chief’s wife. Isn’t this equivalent to declaring war on the village chief?”
“It’s ridiculous. I heard that Lord Wayne only needed one move to kill the old priest, so killing the pig-like village chief would probably be a snap of a finger!”
“”Hahaha, good, good, I want to see a river of blood!”
In an instant, the tavern, which should have been very lively, was now extremely lively.
Everyone toasted Wayne as if they were admiring a mythical hero, and the air was filled with the aroma of malt.
But Wayne remained calm.
This little village chief’s wife was still thinking of coming over to kill the hunter Oak and make an example of him?
He only needed to make a slight move, and it would be a limit that these ordinary people could not reach.
Just like this ridiculous village chief’s wife Daniela.
He only needed to raise his hand slightly.
The void had swallowed up the village chief Daniela, and refined her in an instant.
She became an obedient void slave loyal to Wayne himself.
There was a roar of voices. Applause and cheers.
Wayne walked towards the hunter Oak, and the tavern owner
“In the next few days, I will wipe out all these damn monsters, and you will be responsible for protecting the villagers.”
Wayne’s eyes were indifferent, his expression was cold, and his tone was calm and composed.
From the tip of his hair to the tip of his leather boots, there was a murderous intent.
The two strong men nodded…………………….
Dusk.
Dusk is suitable for the dim sky. The whole sunset glow is like the flames at the bottom of a stove, jumping and rolling.
Deep in the dark forest, the blood river is���Like a string of constantly burning fire snakes.
The castle was still dead.
On the terrace, several slender female vampires were still hiding behind the curtains, avoiding the last bit of sunlight left today.
Behind the curtains, the hazy and vague graceful figures, like water snakes and sea eels, twisted silently.
The vampire Count Nosferatu has now walked out of his coffin gracefully.
Suddenly.
His eyes, like peach pits, trembled violently, trance, surprise, and astonishment.
Many emotions flashed in his eyes, like slides.
He felt death.
Once a vampire recruits slaves, the death of these blood slaves will make the vampire’s heart palpitate, like an invisible leather hammer hitting a heavy heart.
Count Nosferatu has already felt that Daniela’s life has been wiped out from the dark forest.
He was in a trance for a moment, and hesitated for a moment. His hand was originally going to reach into his pocket to take out his golden pocket watch, but now it was suspended in mid-air.
This Wayne was much more terrifying than he had imagined.
His reaction was so fast, like a cheetah, and his sense of smell was so sensitive, like a hungry old wolf.
If the last time the vampire servants attacked the church in the middle of the night, it was just Wayne’s counterattack.
Then this time, it was Wayne who took the initiative to attack.
Nosferatu pursed his lips, and the fangs at the corners of his mouth flashed.
He was not in a hurry to walk into the main hall of the vampire castle.
The night had completely fallen.
The darkness was like ink, splashing every window of the castle.
The night of mortals was like the dawn of vampires.
The female vampires under Nosferatu were eager to wait for their master.
These vampires who had been hungry for a whole day were eager to drink the fresh and hot red blood of the calf as soon as possible.
In the world of vampires.
Only high-level vampires are worthy of feasting on human blood, while low-level vampires are chasing after rats in the sewers and farm animals in the fields.
Nosferatu walked quickly.
He went straight to the dungeon of the entire castle.
This was the darkest place in this dark building.
The air was filled with the stench of blood and mud, mold grew here, and decayed things decayed.
The entire dungeon was empty, because the vampires had no targets to imprison.
But in the room at the end of the dungeon.
There was a woman.
A tortured woman with no intact skin.
With her head down, her long black hair hung on her chest like a waterfall.
The full peaks, in the baptism of suffering and the torture of grief.
Still proudly looking forward to it.
Nosferatu stood at the door of this dungeon room.
The woman in the dungeon pleaded:
“Kill me, Nosferatu, I know you wish I would die in agony all the time!”
Nosferatu snorted:
“What a joke! Letting you die quickly and painfully is the greatest torture for me!”
“Letting you live in pain every day and night is the greatest comfort for me”
“”Camilla, you damn bitch!”
Count Nosferatu said as he took down a whip with iron spikes hanging on the wall next to him.
He raised his arm suddenly, raised it in an exaggerated arc, and used all his strength to whip the woman in front of him who made him hate.
Camilla Bartoli.
The whip full of iron spikes instantly made Camilla’s skin, which had just scabbed and showed signs of healing, torn again, bloody.
The long grooves cut by the spiked whip were like red worms.
They were densely arranged on Camilla’s back and chest.
This woman was originally his vampire wife.
As a vampire, she also enjoyed his noble The title of Countess.
But she shamelessly made peace with the young hunter from the village of Aoshen at night.
She gave birth to the bastard Valerie, the Little Red Riding Hood.
Whenever he thought of this,
Count Nosferatu was furious.
He accelerated the movement of the spiked whip in his hand and continued to whip Camilla violently.
Camilla screamed in pain, staggering from side to side. She was originally a beautiful vampire.
But because of the mistakes she made in love, she was imprisoned in the deepest part of this dungeon, suffering from the inhuman torture of Nosferatu all day long.
Suddenly, everything stopped.
Nosferatu showed a sinister and cunning smile on his face.
“No, no!”
“What went wrong?”
Nosferatu smiled sinisterly.
“Whipping you day and night not only consumes my physical strength, but your pain is only physical pain!”
“I want to make you feel the pain deep in your soul!”
“I will make you feel a life worse than death!”
Nosferatu sneered and squatted in front of Camilla.
He grabbed Camilla’s messy black hair.
His blood-red eyes, like burning flames, stared at Camilla’s tired eyes.
Nosferatu said:”Damn it!”
“I originally thought that you would turn your bastard daughter into a succubus and make her the rotten crotch of the entire Aoshen Village.”
“This will be a great torture for you.”
“But the reality is always disappointing. This Little Red Riding Hood remained a virgin until she turned into a succubus at the age of eighteen!”
“And I also met that damn hero Wayne. Under the protection of that damn Wayne, my reputation was saved.”
“This is damn it!”
“So, I’m going to ask you to seduce Wayne and let you and your daughter compete for him!”
Nosferatu smiled maliciously and put his big hand with sharp fingertips on Camilla’s forehead.
The mother of Little Red Riding Hood was instantly bewitched by the vampire lord and was controlled to death!
