Chapter 32: Don't Let Us Down, Kill the Vampires!

, The Genie Starting from Marvel

When the prison door was closed, Blade slowly opened his eyes. Night vision allowed him not to be affected by the darkness in the dungeon.

At first glance, what Blade saw was not his own injuries, but a row of humans locked to the wall by chains.

These humans were pale, looking like they had lost too much blood, and some had bandages tied around their necks or wrists, and their spirits also had problems, just sitting on the ground dully.

Seeing this scene, Blade's teeth bit *clack, clack*.

Blade knew what the situation of these people was. They were blood slaves of Frost and the vampires under him, and also human living blood banks.

These guys who considered themselves a superior species didn't like to drink frozen blood, but liked to take blood from living people.

Blade, whose anger was soaring to the sky, didn't say a word. At this time, talking about saving people was all nonsense. He was now unable to protect himself. Giving hope and then stripping it away the fastest was the most painful.

Blade closed his eyes silently. He hated his own powerlessness in his heart.

I don't know how much time passed. Blade's injuries recovered very slowly. As a vampire who had lost a lot of blood, his recovery ability was greatly reduced.

*Slap! *

A whip whipped Blade awake. Frost stood in front of him, holding a leather whip stained with water in his hand. This thing didn't do much damage to people, but it was absolutely painful.

Blade looked at Frost indifferently, having no intention of opening his mouth.

Whipped a few more times, Blade didn't give any feedback, which made Frost feel like he was hitting a piece of dead meat.

"Why persist so stubbornly? Change back to a werewolf. That way you only need to hurt once, very quickly. Don't think anyone will come to save you. By the time they find you, even your bones will have rotted away." Frost tempted.

Blade didn't make a sound. The physical pain couldn't break his will at all.

Frost also realized this. Thinking for a while, he reached out and summoned, and a young girl flew into his hand.

"Are you very thirsty for blood? This is pure virgin blood. In this country, this is not easy to find." Frost lowered his head and whispered in Blade's ear.

The vampire's bloodthirsty impulse would become stronger as their bodies became weaker. Blade's mouth wriggled twice, but it quickly calmed down.

"If you don't drink, then I won't be polite~"

Frost bit the girl's neck in one bite, and just after sucking one mouthful, he frowned.

"Pah! Pah! It's stinky!"

Frost spat out the blood in his mouth, then threw the girl aside casually, looked at Blade with boredom, and patted Blade's face.

"Live well, I haven't entertained you properly yet." Frost said and left the dungeon. He seemed to have found some way to achieve his goal, so he wasn't very anxious now.

After half an hour, the girl lying on the ground moved bit by bit to Blade's side and touched him.

"You are not a vampire, right?" The girl asked with a hoarse voice.

"Yes and no, I can also be a werewolf, and even more so a human." Blade replied.

"I understand. He wants you to become a werewolf, but you won't, so you became a vampire." The girl was still quite smart.

"About what you thought." Blade replied.

"You are seriously injured. Do you want to drink some blood? Only when you are full will you have the strength to resist." The girl said very calmly, so calmly that it didn't seem like she was persuading others to eat herself.

"He did it on purpose." The "he" in Blade's words referred to Frost.

"I know." There was no surprise in the girl's tone. She lifted her clothes, revealing a large piece of rotten flesh, "I'm dying, and I'm doing it on purpose too. At least, maybe you can help me slap him one more time."

Blade didn't know what to say.

"Hey, you wouldn't think my blood is stinky, would you." The girl patted Blade lightly.

"I..." Blade's tears slid from the corners of his eyes, "I... am powerless."

The girl smiled indifferently and tore her clothes into a small strip, picking some hidden wounds to bandage for Blade.

As long as Frost didn't tear the clothes on Blade's body completely, these places shouldn't be easy to discover.

"Chat with me about the outside, okay? I've been locked up for months. By the way, what is your name?"

Listening to the girl's questions, Blade closed his eyes tightly. The tears couldn't be held back at all, and he was afraid that he would cry if he opened his mouth.

"I thought vampires were very cool before I was caught. Isn't it stupid? I even wanted to fall in love with a vampire." The girl talked to herself, "My parents must be very worried about me. They probably searched for me like crazy. If I had another chance, I wouldn't go to a nightclub even if I were beaten to death."

The girl kept chattering, as if she wanted to vent all the fear and sadness of these months.

"Have you seen movies? In movies, werewolves and vampires are always enemies. They always roar and kill vampires on the night of the full moon." The girl seemed to have guessed something, "Do you think he is waiting for the full moon?"

These words made Blade have a flash of inspiration. There really was this possibility.

*Cough, cough... *

The girl became weaker and weaker. She leaned against the wall and put her hand next to Blade's head. "Can you help me? I don't want to die without value."

Blade looked at the girl. He saw the girl crying, looking very sad.

"If you can run out alive, help me say sorry to my parents. I didn't listen. Also, help me bury me in a sunny place. It's too dark here..."

Blade could feel that the girl's aura was weakening rapidly. Her life was about to pass away.

"Blade, Eric Brooks." Blade said his full name to the girl.

The moment the name came out, Blade saw the girl smile, and then she groped and put her wrist a little bit toward Blade's mouth.

"Don't let me down..."

"I swear! I will definitely make him be buried with you! No, I will grind his bones and scatter the ashes!!" Blade said through gritted teeth.

"Actually... I want you to run out alive more... as a human, because I am one too..."

The girl stopped breathing.

A few seconds later, in the corner of the dungeon, the sound of blood vessels rupturing and suppressed sobbing sounded together.

The next day, Frost was very happy to find a corpse beside Blade, and very happy that Blade had "broken the precept".

Summoning tentacles with blood magic to tie Blade tightly, Frost casually picked up another girl and threw her beside Blade, then turned and left the dungeon.

"Don't let us down..."

Every girl thrown beside Blade left only one sentence, a sentence deeply engraved in Blade's heart.

"Do not let us down..."

Every girl thrown to Blade's side left behind only one sentence, a sentence deeply etched into the bottom of Blade's heart.