Chapter 87 The Wisdom of the East

"Hahaha, hahahaha!!"

Under the dim, snowy wind, Count Gregory writhed like a wild beast unable to escape the hunter's snare. His chest heaved wildly, his gasps like angry roars, his exhalations like mocking laughter.

He had stopped struggling.

Because no matter what, these two overly crazy guys wouldn't be rampant for long before they suffered the towering rage of his vampire count.

Any creature that dared to treat a vampire like this would face endless retaliation from the entire vampire race.

Using the finite to gamble against the infinite was like a moth flying into a flame.

The vampire clan's endless life was a power that no finite-lived creature could resist.

"Sigrid, according to my research, after vampires are exposed to sunlight for a certain amount of time, the magical activity of their blood weakens. Then, extracting their blood won't encounter too much resistance. As long as it's sealed well, and a little salt and a small amount of water are added, then heated, even in their weakened state, they'll have a hard time summoning the blood back."

Lan Qi earnestly taught Sigrid. He figured the adult werewolves would also teach werewolf children how to hunt vampires, but Sigrid lost her parents too young, so he could only use his humble opinions to guide Sigrid on how to deal with vampires.

"Okay."

After listening to Lan Qi's words, Sigrid didn't suspect there was anything wrong with Lan Qi's teachings and accepted the blood pressure rescue device.

Although she had never studied medicine, she felt that she would definitely be able to use this medical device with ease.

"Sigrid, remember, the ultimate end of medicine is learning to be a chef. Whether it's precise or not, that's the difference between butchery and surgery."

Lan Qi emphasized.

"Meow?"

The cat boss poked its head out from the shadows.

It knew there were many unreleased scenes from Lan Qi's Shadow World Sanctuary Villain Banquet a few days ago.

What exactly happened, only Lan Qi and the other involved parties knew.

Although it was a chef, it absolutely didn't agree that the chef and doctor professions were colleagues.

If these two professions were mixed together, it felt like the nature would change!

On this pure white and flawless snowfield, Lan Qi stared at the pocket watch in his hand. Everything was under strict control, and time was precise down to the second.

The white light illuminated the snow, and the cold, hard chrome steel medical tools in Sigrid's hand reflected a dazzling light.

Count Gregory was currently initially calmed down. His face was twisted due to pain and mental oppression, and the blood flowing in his veins seemed to be burning.

Even without looking at the values ​​on the blood pressure monitor, Lan Qi could see his cause of illness – high blood pressure.

The pillar of light was like a giant white tower.

The tense atmosphere solidified in the air, leaving only chaotic breathing and the dull thumping of the heart.

In the center of the light, under Lan Qi's teaching, Sigrid quickly found the largest blood vessel in Count Gregory's elbow pit - the brachial artery.

"That's right, stick the artery, don't stick the vein."

Lan Qi encouraged.

Her eyes were fixed on the bulging blue line, ready to draw out the excess blood.

The cat boss's eyes twitched when it heard this.

You're teaching children medicine all wrong; no newbie sticks an artery first!

The light falling from the sky shone on Count Gregory's face. He felt that there had been no movement for a long time, and he only heard these two guys saying things he couldn't understand. He finally gave up on attacking him again.

"You're finally scared? Think carefully about the consequences after your mana is exhausted..."

A strange smile gradually appeared on the count's face. Immediately afterwards, he questioned loudly.

"Artery, artery..."

Sigrid held the needle, muttering Lan Qi's teachings.

She squatted down and pushed the syringe needle into Count Gregory's brachial artery.

Sigrid took a deep breath, and her slender arm tensed, and she began to pull the plunger of the syringe.

"..."

The moment the tip of the needle pierced the skin, Count Gregory only felt itchy. Compared to the pain just now, it could even be called no feeling at all.

Then, a cold feeling spread along his body.

Count Gregory's body trembled violently, but Sigrid held him down tightly.

Sigrid began to slowly draw blood, each pull of the syringe plunger seemed to peel away Count Gregory's magic.

"Good, very good."

Lan Qi watched the blood rise in the transparent tube. The scarlet liquid appeared heavy and turbid, as if countless merits were hidden in it.

According to Lan Qi's understanding of this era, the vampires of the Horning Empire had long regarded humans as livestock and toys for enjoyment. The stronger the vampire, the more immeasurable the sins on his body.

The count in front of him had also participated in the destruction of Sigrid's hometown and had even personally admitted to killing many werewolves.

Subduing him was an act of immeasurable merit.

Seeing that he had successfully drawn blood and weakened the count, he also put away the Radiant Virtue, which had significantly reduced its light-emitting effect in the snowfield.

Now, he only needed to seal the blood with mysterious Eastern wisdom.

Lan Qi had never really understood why Westerners couldn't make blood curd.

Last time at the Sanctuary in the castle, after the Divine Head Trio tried it at Lan Qi's recommendation, Count Blood Curd had very high health value. After they ate it, their bodies were slightly strengthened.

Turning blood into blood curd and eating it, even if the vampires had the instinct to recall blood and recover quickly, it would be useless.

It was a pity that they didn't have a good chef at the Sanctuary Villain Banquet last time, so they couldn't make a good spicy beef tallow hot pot. Except for the Divine Head Trio, everyone else couldn't accept this way of eating blood curd. Hyberia even ran out of the kitchen in disgust.

But this time was different.

Lan Qi brought in the chef.

Lan Qi could partner with the cat boss to open an authentic Sichuan hot pot restaurant in Demon King City and slightly experiment with the demon race's acceptance of Count Blood Curd.

"!!"

The world became dark again.

Just like everything that Gregory felt with his eyes closed.

Count Gregory, who was originally preparing to laugh at these two as being at the end of their rope, suddenly became a little unbelievable. His brain was running fast, and he gradually judged what they were doing.

"What are you doing?! You're crazy!"

Count Gregory suddenly screamed, like a wild beast being skinned alive. This was the first time since his birth that he had seen such humans, and his body desperately wanted to break free!

These two lunatics actually wanted to take advantage of his weakness and draw away his blood!

"Aren't you afraid of the vampire clan's endless revenge?!"

He struggled desperately.

Gradually.

Count Gregory felt dizzy, his consciousness began to blur, and his body became lighter.

Each pull of the blood pressure rescue device seemed to be drawing away his life little by little. He wanted to resist, but his body seemed to be pressed down by a mountain and unable to move.

"It doesn't hurt, it doesn't hurt."

Lan Qi's gentle voice sounded in Count Gregory's ear, as if coaxing a baby to sleep.

"Stop!!!"

Count Gregory's voice trembled. He understood how insane this seemingly gentle imperial craftsman was.

In the process of drawing his noble blood, Count Gregory could clearly feel his proud magic flowing away, and his hands and feet gradually lost consciousness. The blood leaving his body also seemed to be frozen, losing contact with his body.

Sigrid had been operating with all her strength, pulling the syringe plunger back and forth like rowing a boat, forcibly extracting Count Gregory's blood.

"You..."

The surrounding air seemed to be frozen, and only Count Gregory's breathing rose and fell weakly.

"Do you know where this is?!"

Count Gregory roared with his last strength.

Although he felt real panic.

But he also knew very well.

He still had final insurance.

To guard against any unforeseen events, he deliberately waited until the two of them were completely away from the city-state protected by the orc leader before showing up and catching them.

And in this territory, after the previous intense fighting, the demon border army must have noticed it!

As soon as this voice fell, several sources of magic appeared in the distant distance.

Count Gregory, who had just been subdued by Sigrid and Lan Qi, had a ferocious smile on his face.

Not long after, a burst of violent air-piercing sound came from a distance, cutting through the silence of the snowfield.

From the edge of the vast snow, an elite demon patrol force wearing black armor appeared, riding demon world bone dragons.

Their armor shone with a cold light under the moonlight, and each demon exuded an imposing aura.

The entire force swept across the snowfield with a neat and powerful rhythm and surrounded the open space where Lan Qi, Sigrid, and Gregory were, landing while maintaining vigilance and carrying weapons in battle-ready gear.

At the front of the force, a stern-faced demon border officer slowly stepped out.

"I am Luca, the commander of the Bone Cavalry Special Forces of the Border Task Force Division of the Second Army of the Demon World."

The demon's face was blocked by a black military cap, only revealing the angular jaw and cold lips.

Lan Qi signaled Sigrid to stop what she was doing and watched the demon army descending on the Land of Eternal Night. It seemed that every member was in the fourth or fifth tier and was a highly trained special elite warrior.

Judging from the medal bars and rank on the leading demon's military uniform, he was a demon world army colonel. As the commander, he was likely to be in the sixth tier, and a very strong sixth tier at that.

With the arrival of the officer, Sigrid clenched her fists and prepared to fight. The officer's powerful martial aura made Sigrid feel a heavy sense of oppression.

The other party's attitude seemed to be that as long as they didn't act first, they wouldn't launch an attack rashly.

"..."

The demon officer looked at the vampires on the ground and pondered for a moment.

He seemed to still be analyzing the situation here.

"Demons, I am a confidant of the Eduardo lineage of the Fourth Progenitor. You have an obligation to protect me! Drive away these humans who threaten my safety!"

Before the demon officer could ask questions, Count Gregory, who was lying on the ground, shouted angrily at the officer.

According to the North-South Treaty, the demons in the demon border cannot take the initiative to attack vampires, nor can they assist humans in threatening vampires.

Half a month later will be the first negotiation between the Demon World and the Vampire Clan after the Great Demon Clan's fall of Kaliella took power. The Fourth Progenitor and the Tenth Progenitor will also officially go to the Demon World soon. At this juncture, the border demon army should know how important it is to protect the safety of his vampire count!

Finally.

"I demand you leave him."

Demon World Officer Lieutenant Colonel Luca sighed and spoke in a low and powerful voice.

His finger lightly tapped Count Gregory on the ground in the distance, and his tone revealed an unquestionable command.

At the same time, his hand also rested on the long sword that radiated a dark red light on his waist, and a strange black mist was entwined around the sword.

Obviously, he had made an accurate judgment.

If these two humans were to resist, then he could only kill them.

"..."

Sigrid stared at the officer, while vigilantly paying attention to the surrounding demon soldiers, trying to analyze the other party's movements.

She was actually very tired, and she knew that even if she was in full condition, this demon officer was not an enemy she could confront head-on, let alone an entire army.

After receiving the order, the demon special forces revealed the indifference of being ready to fight at any time in their eyes.

The air was filled with a dangerous atmosphere, as if it was about to break out at any moment.

(End of this chapter)