At this moment, Mu En had already arrived at the basement. He was holding an exquisitely carved mask in his hand. Beside him was a vampire clad in a butler's uniform. He was currently lying unconscious on the ground.
Mu En then slowly put the mask on his face. In the blink of an eye, Mu En's face had become exactly the same as the butler's lying on the ground.
Then, he changed into a butler's uniform. If it were not for the unconscious man lying on the ground, it would be impossible to tell who the real butler was and who was fake.
"Okay, you can go to hell." A wisp of black fire appeared from Mu En's hand and swallowed the butler's body. In the end, there was not a single trace at all left behind.
Mu En grimaced at the mirror, pushed open the door and walked out. He walked down the stairs, step by step.
He had already scanned the entire castle, but he could not find Aries Arnia.
He also learned that Aries usually trained in the basement. When he wanted to explore the basement, there were other secrets besides the basement guarded by the mithril door.
However, he found that there was some sort of barrier underground. If he tried to break through, he would alert the enemy.
Therefore, Mu en thought of this method. As for the mask in his hand, it was the reward for signing in this time: The Carola mask.
This mask could completely conceal the owner's aura, and it could also disguise anyone.
It was said that a countess of the vampires fell in love with a human, but because of her identity as a vampire, she made this mask in order to get close to that human. In the end, until that human passed away, he did not know that his wife was a vampire.
Disguising one's identity and concealing one's aura was simply a necessary for travelling home.
Therefore, Mu En disguised himself as a butler of the castle and went directly to the basement to take a look. He wanted to see what the legendary secret technique of the Arnia clan that was said to have the ability to increase one's spiritual power.
However, as he went deeper and deeper, Mu En discovered that the smell of blood that permeated the underground space became stronger.
Blood was nothing to the blood breeds, but the air was filled with a pungent smell of blood.
It made him wonder if this was the warehouse used by the Arnia family to store blood.
Finally, apart from the stairs that continued to extend downwards, he finally found out where the unusually strong smell of blood came from.
At the bottom of the stairs, there was a vast sea of blood. In it were tens of thousands of blood-red figures.
Upon closer inspection, they were actually ordinary humans who had had their skin peeled off. These humans, who should normally have died, were surviving on a hair's breadth because of this strange sea.
Struggling to survive here, their constantly contorting figures indicated what kind of pain they were experiencing.
In addition, there were many blood-red coffins floating above the sea. In the middle of it was an altar with coffins carved out of blood-red crystals.
This terrifying and grotesque scene really gave Mu En a shock.
There was no doubt that the coffin in the middle belonged to that old bastard, Aries Arnia, himself. Only he was qualified to be in the middle.
And at this moment, there was no one in the huge coffin, which meant that the man was not here right now.
It was unknown whether he went out to greet the guests or to look for the human princess.
There was no doubt that the inhumane sea of blood in front of him must have something to do with the so-called secret technique of the Arnia clan that was said to increase spiritual power.
Those blood-colored coffins should all contain members of Arnia's clan. After all, others were not qualified to learn this secret technique.
As a vampire, it wasn't just that he couldn't bear to see humans being raised as blood banks, but he also didn't feel that there was anything wrong with it.
After all, he was a vampire now, not a human. He originally thought that he had completely cut off the boundaries between humans and had completely lost any empathy he had remaining for humans.
However, at this moment, Mu En was still beyond angry. It was fine if they were simply blood banks.
But this was not okay. These regular people... not only were they skinned, but they were also made to rely on some blood clan's secret technique to keep them alive as such, making them suffer endless pain in this sea of blood.
"Vlad? Why did you come down? Did Grandpa send you here? Is the banquet starting?" At this time, a coffin was opened, and a figure walked out.
Mu En slowly shook his head. His eyes were cold as if there was no emotion in them. He said frostily, "Yes, the banquet has begun. It's a banquet in hell."
The person finally sensed that something was wrong. He asked, "Who are you?" At the same time, he waved a blood-colored light blade towards Mu En.
Mu En crushed the blade into pieces with one hand.
The figure in the coffin sensed that something was wrong, but it was already too late. A murderous aura instantly enveloped him. He could not say a single word.
He could not even call for help.
Suddenly, a huge suction force surrounded him. He found that his body was moving towards the figure on the stairs against his control.
No matter how hard he struggled, he could not move at all.