Chapter 264 - Go Fighting (1/2)
At eight or nine o’clock in the morning, the sun is still warm orange. If it is in the late autumn, the suns.h.i.+ne is chilly and like tickling people when it s.h.i.+nes on people.
But for the Blood Line, a night’s revelry has pa.s.sed. They are nocturnal creatures. The sun will scorch the skin of the lower-ranking vampires, so they hate the day. At eight or nine o’clock, the sun has been powerful. Most of the vampires are sleeping in coffins, and thereby the whole Textile School becomes dilapidated and deserted again. Unusually, the west suburb, which should be bustling in the daytime, is as quiet as the Textile School.
In order not to harm the innocent, they order the ordinary people to temporarily relocate overnight. Of course, the reason is not that cultivators are going to exterminate the Blood Line. It is too horrible. They just explained that there might be biochemical weapons in the Textile School. People who are frightened by biochemical weapons in the movies obediently cooperate with the relocation. If they are bombs, they might stay and look on. But it is poisonous gas. Who knows whether they will get hurt if they smell it.
Lin Luoran and her friends go there by a military vehicle. It is large and efficiency.
“All people are evacuated, and the snipers are all in place. Even if a fly wants to escape without your signal, it will surely be shattered!” Lu Sanchun comes up to Lin Luoran and whispers.
Lin Luoran nods, “Thank you, Lieutenant Colonel Lu.”
Lu Sanchun salutes her. Lin Luoran’s action is kind of official. The elites from the army completely surround the Textile School. It is the last line of defense. They would rather waste some manpower than allow any enemy to escape.
This operation is not hidden in Lin Luoran’s eyes. Especially when they evacuated people, the Blood Line should have noticed something unusual. But they don’t respond. Is it a huge trap?
Lin Luoran raises her eyes and looks at the tallest building in the Textile School. Crystal, the bat, and Ridd.i.c.k, whom she can’t see through, should be in that building at the moment.
Without hesitation, she orders, “Act!”
In the early stage of Training Qi, the cultivators in groups of three soon form another line of defense within the range of the snipers’ line of defense.
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Crystal is overlooking out of the wall of the Textile School on the top of the high building. She has seen Lin Luoran’s figure on the military vehicle.
Ridd.i.c.k pouts and complains, “What are you doing, sister? We should have retreated.” In fact, he is very much in favor of Crystal’s plan to revitalize the Blood Line. But he doesn’t understand the reason why she is so high-profile. Why did she provoke the female cultivator at the beginning? There is a saying in Huaxia that silence is the key to wealth. If they chose to do experiments in a certain valley or underground, and then surprise people when they succeed, it would be much better, doesn’t it?
This is Ridd.i.c.k’s only complaint.
Crystal comforts him smilingly, “Dear brother, are you worried about the descendants? If they are all killed by the eastern cultivators, they are just rubbish…You can rest a.s.sured that we will have better subst.i.tutes to serve as descendants.” Her long, thin and pale fingers point to the ma.s.sive crowd outside the wall. It is a magical country. Those cultivators, who are trying to cultivate themselves into immortals, are used by her.
Ridd.i.c.k looks young, but actually, he is nearly 500 years old. The brother and sister who have been together for hundreds of years know each other’s thoughts very well. Ridd.i.c.k instantly realizes that the “subst.i.tute descendants”…are the Eastern cultivators outside the wall!
“You are crazy. You must be crazy. It will lead to disaster for the Blood Line. You know that these Huaxia people are called descendants of the G.o.d…” Ridd.i.c.k knows that Crystal is defiant and bold, but he didn’t expect that she is trying to make use of these Huaxia cultivators. It is banned to turn Huaxia cultivators into vampires! How dare she!
Crystal shows a smiley expression. “Descendants of the G.o.d? It is unknown whether there is G.o.d in the world. Even if there is, it is not the G.o.d of our Blood Line.”
She lowers her eyelids and murmurs, “I have prepared for several years. I must succeed today.”
Suddenly, she raises her head and looks smilingly at the bat at the window. “We are sure to succeed, aren’t we? At that time, I will have a group of the most potential descendants. In the East where there is no Holy See, who can control me? And you can go anywhere you want since you have so many vampire bats.”
The bat stares at her indifferently, and there seems to be a faint smile in the small eyes which used to have no expression.