Cursed Immortality Chapter 930

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In a long corridor, an armored being appeared in a hurry as he made his way towards an arc door with devilish being engraved on its interior.

His urgency could be seen in his glowing red eyes behind his helmet, but he didn’t dare to barge in and loudly announced his presence, “Viner seeks an audience with Marquis! Please forgive me for disturbing your rest, my lord, but it’s urgent!”

After a moment of silence, the rumbling of cogwheels suddenly rang before the sealed door started to open.

Viner sighed in relief but was apprehensive nevertheless, for he didn’t know how the Marquis would react to this news.

With courage, he entered and appeared in a dimly lit chamber coated in gentle crimson light, and tall statues of devilish beings lined the walls.

In the center of this eerie room lay a long black coffin with ancient engravings and a potent smell of flesh and blood that was heavy in the air. However, he didn’t feel nauseated; in fact, he felt intoxicated by it as his glowing red eyes darkened.

Suddenly, a figure appeared behind Viner like a specter with bloody crimson eyes filled with bloodlust; Viner instantly felt chills running down his spine as he felt like he was in a cellar.

“Viner… for what reason did you disturb my slumber?” A hoarse spectral voice rang in Viner’s mind, sending shivers through his entire body.

Viner knew who was behind him and who this voice belonged to, but he couldn’t move anymore because the blood in his body was out of his control and, with it, his entire body.

Furthermore, he can’t lie or beat around the bush because it won’t work. He spoke while stuttering, “M-my l…lord… the G-Ghost Domain has launched an all-out a-attack on our boarders….!”

The spectral figure behind Viner didn’t react as he asked again, “If you can’t even handle a little skirmish like this, why I even bother to make the in charge?”

Viner trembled even more furiously as he sensed killing intent; he quickly explained, “I-it’s not like this…I would never dare to disturb my lord for something like this. But th-the Soulless Ghost King personally took action and destroyed the border city while killing every single vampire, including the fifteen Vampire Nobles!”

This time, the Vampire Marquis showed a hint of surprise as he asked, “Soulless Ghost King? Why would that bloodless pig do something like this? Didn’t he know that attacking a single city of our vampires is akin to declaring war against the entire Blood Domain!”

“W-we don’t know the reason yet, but when we sent a delegate to seek an explanation, he was also mercilessly killed!” Viner quickly stated.

The Vampire Marquis remained silent for a moment before vanishing, and while the pressure was also gone, Viner nearly kneeled down, feeling like he had just escaped death.

At this moment, the black coffin in the room suddenly rumbled as the coffin lid started to slide open, making Viner’s heart palpitate as he knew the Marquis was coming out of his slumber!

Once the coffin was opened, a crimson mist gushed out from the inside before the mist started to gather, turning into a tall figure.

Thereupon, a tall man, like a specter from a nightmare, with a slender build and overwhelming dangerous charm appeared. His skin was pale, almost translucent, with an unnatural ghostly glow. His long, raven-crimson hair cascaded down behind his back like a bloody waterfall.

His deep crimson eyes were glowing, his pointy ears were adorned with ancient earrings, and his body was covered in crimson robes with black runic markings.

This man was the strongest legendary king of the Vampire Race, Marquis Wilbur Val Doom, also known as the Blood Doom King to the outside world!

Wilbur opened his mouth, revealing his sharp white fangs as he coldly uttered, “Where is Blood Moon Count and Dark Blood Count?”

Viner didn’t dare to look directly at Wilbur; it wasn’t just he was afraid, but because Wilbur’s charm was terrifying, he would probably lose his mind. Only Vampire Counts ranking vampires, Tier-3 Legendary Kings, or Wilbur children can look at him without being affected by his charm.

“Lord Blood Moon is currently not present in the Sagittarius Continent; according to her attendants, she left a few months ago, probably in search of the Throne of Death. While Lord Dark Blood is on his way towards the bounder with blood legion to repel the Ghost Race.” Viner replied without hiding anything.

Wilbur’s eyes flashed with a hint of surprise, “So, the news about the Cursed Necromancer King’s demise wasn’t false after all. It seemed after the calamity that things had turned even more interesting rather than peaceful.

“But I still don’t understand why those bloodless pigs are attacking us, especially that pig king…. Nonetheless, if I back down, didn’t this send the wrong message that I’m afraid of him?

“So be it, prepare those legendary livestock for me; I’ll recover by absorbing their blood instead of slumbering here.” Wilbur coldly declared

Viner didn’t dare to neglect Wilbur’s order and was about to leave when a crimson streak of light suddenly appeared out of nowhere and bolted toward him.

However, Wilbur’s eyes flashed, and he flickered his sharp finger. The next moment, that bolt of crimson streak stopped before changing direction and shot towards Wilbur before entering his forehead.

Viner sensed what happened and was startled, but he quickly became calm because he knew that light was actually a blood talisman used for communication between vampires.

The content of the blood talisman appeared in Wilbur’s mind, and a hint of surprise flashed past his eyes before he spoke in a strange tone, “It seemed those bloodless pigs had lost their mind. Just now, the Soulless Ghost King massacred one of the Fiend Race’s strongholds, also offending the entire Evil Domain.

“It seemed there is something more than meets the eye. How curious…” Wilbur’s voice was filled with curiosity yet evident bloodlust, “Call an absolute faction meeting of Dead Faction. I want to see what is going on with the Ghost Race!”