Vol 2 Chapter 3: Doomed ending

The vampire building is only inlaid in the tomb of Nord, so the biggest opponent encountered in the second half is the familiar ghoul choir. They once again used that continuous unstoppable force to blow Lu Zhengkang.
This time they were very dispersed. In a circular staircase hall, Serana was blown away for the first time. Lu Zhengyao didn’t expect her to help, as long as he didn’t use ice cones to stab him like in the game. The is just fine.
After the chorus was resolved, there was another ghoul master who carried an axe and played against Lu Zhengkang. There was no suspense.
On the side of the hall, there is a dragon whisper wall that tells some of the life of the owner of the tomb. There is a hidden stone table behind the wall for two enchanted ebony weapons.
Leaving the tomb, drilling out of the cave, the view is a large snow jacket, the setting sun is falling, Serrana takes a deep breath and sighs: "It feels so good to be able to breathe, and the weather is very good."
It's summer now, but for the northern part of the sky, one can say something about the late spring weather. The flowers are in the ascendant, there are still bees and butterflies flying, there is a family of crows in the forest, squeaking, and the sunset on the horizon is infinitely magnificent. , The night quietly covered half of the sky.
"I really hope that the sun will go down soon. The sun is so dazzling." Serrana complained, putting on her hood to cover her face.
Lu Zhengkang didn't say anything. He found his way and started going down the mountain. With one more person, his footwork would be slower, otherwise Lu Zhengkang would usually choose to jump straight down the hillside.
In order to take care of the characteristics of vampires, Lu Zhengkang chose to go out at night and day, and took Serrana all the way to the shore of the Sea of ​​Undead, and then took the steamboat to Valchha Castle.
The vampire eldest lady was quite surprised by the steamboat, and she was very yearning for Lu Zhengkang's method of fetching things out of thin air, but the two were first acquaintances after all, she just watched and didn't say much along the way. There is a strange tacit understanding between the two. Although there are more periods of silence, it is not embarrassing.
For Lu Zhengkang, this was just right, and for Serana, the troll man's temperament was gentle and stalwart, and he wouldn't feel bored with him at all, and he was quite at ease for a while.
The steamer was very fast and arrived in the sea near the castle overnight. At this time, the morning stars were still shining, and there was a white fish belly in the east. Lu Zhengkang prepared breakfast and invited Serana to eat. The two were on the shaking deck, drinking soy milk. After eating the meat buns, the warmth of the food soothed the cold body, and also brought the tacit understanding of the diners one step closer. Selana smiled at Lu Zhengkang and talked about her family.
On the sea level to the west, the towering towers are silent, the fog that has never been scattered has disappeared, and the circling bone eagle is gone, but it is Lu Zhengkang who used the life magic energy to wash the corners of the castle. , To blow away the rich necromantic energy, and to purify the dead souls of the victims who are bound here, so that the suffering dead can rest in peace.
Since then, this castle will no longer give people unprovoked cold feelings.
Serrana looked at the familiar home, but suddenly smelled a strange smell, a very unknown omen.
"Let's hurry up, something seems to have happened at home, I want to ask my father."
Lu Zhengkang shook his head, "Your father is not in the castle."
"Huh? What about the others?"
"None."
The feeling of anxiety grew stronger and stronger. Selana stared at the castle on the sea, and the memories of the past floated from the dust like old building blocks: the spire is still the spire, and the main building is also the main building, but why is there so? Hole? Not only the appearance, but also the smell, the familiar death and pain are gone.
As the steamboat drew ashore, Serrana walked quickly to the bridge, getting faster and faster, so she ran up, as if a wanderer who had been away from home for many years was agitated and frustrated, but the eldest lady was at a loss and worry.
Why is the gargoyle on the bridge gone?
How did the gate be demolished?
The door was also broken.
Entering the castle-there are everything, tables and chairs, decorations, candles, although it is a bit more empty, but it is always the style in memory, except that it is not popular, vampires, and animals are not there.
This is an abandoned building.
Varchiha, who represents death, finally faced his own death!
Serrana rushed into the Chamber of the Holy Grail, where the greatest divine object of Varchiha's line-the Holy Grail of Bloodstone is stored. The blood of the Holy Grail can replace the blood to make the vampire full of vitality and quickly replenish physical strength and mana.
Now the Holy Grail is no longer there, and there is only one damaged base left on the stage.
Naturally, Lu Zhengkang broke this bloodstone holy grail. Judging from his eyes, this thing is really inferior to the blood pool of the blood sect, and it is useless to him, at best it is just a blood essence machine, but the blood pool is known as the blood river is not withered, and the blood is immortal.
Serrana squatted weakly on the ground, holding her head in her hands, silent.
Lu Zhengkang stepped aside, leaned against the railing, and waited silently.
"Where did they go?"
"They are dead."
"How did you die?"
"I killed it."
Serana stood up, as if she was squatting for a long time to move around, and then she shot a blue ice spear in her hand and flew straight to Lu Zhengkang.
The troll raised his hand to grab the ice spear and crushed it in one hand.
"Kill my clan and dare to stand in front of me. Are you ready for death?"
"You don't seem to recognize the gap between us." Lu Zhengkang's tone was flat, "You know, because of a sense of substitution from memory, I have a good impression of you~EbookFREE.me~ so I don't have any. I want to kill you."
Selana pushed a distance away, chanted the spell lightly, then waved her hand, a purple door of annihilation opened, and the demon warrior in black and red armor walked out.
"At the call of the great master, I will tear the enemy to pieces!" This Dedra demon came from the realm of Melunez, with dark skin and lava-like scorching war patterns, holding a vicious demon in his hand. The clan giant sword, sharp serrations can easily shred the opponent's flesh.
The troll man raised his hand to grab the blade, the runes under his robe flickered violently, and the thick blade could not even break his skin.
"I'll say it one last time, give up your hostile behavior, Daughter of Cold Harbor!"
"Okay, did you come for my blood too? Great." Serrana lowered her head slightly, as if blood was dripping in her eyes.
"I need your blood to open the portal," Lu Zhengkang slapped the demon warrior to the ground dizzy and stepped back. "Your mother Berelica developed a ritual to the soul stone grave. "He took the giant sword with his hand, Lu Zhengkang cut across like lightning, the demon's head flew high, the next moment his body turned into a thin flash of electricity and disappeared into the air, "and I need to go in."
"Why did you kill my father, my elders and friends?" A series of ice spears stab Lu Zhengkang.
"Does such a simple truth need to be explained?" Lu Zhengkang slapped the ice spear away. "Why don't you ask yourself why the vampire kills?"
Serrana stopped.
"My father died in your hands. He deserved it, but I will avenge him."
Lu Zhengkang sighed, "Time will prove everything."
Yes, time will tell. Some things have already ended.
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