Chapter 304 The afterglow of the old days, the king of the new era
Shadow silk contains the power of time,
What's more, after receiving the blessing of the mysterious woman's blood, Armand, who awakened the Kingdom of Shadows, has mastered shadow threads that are many times more powerful than before.
But even so, the power of time is still vulnerable to the erosion of the ice.
This feeling of powerlessness,
The Blood Prince recalled that morning, the demon that occupied the body of the Marquis' daughter was also the culprit responsible for the mass exodus around Ansel City.
The fog that consumes the world.
This is what the angel of sin calls it.
And this thing in front of me,
The feeling it brought to Armand was almost the same as that of the fog that engulfed the world.
Could it be that,
Are they in the same series?
Armand didn't feel too much fear. On the contrary, he just fell into deep confusion, and then suddenly felt that everything seemed a bit ridiculous.
Obeying Tik's strength, it moved forward mechanically.
Step by step...
A lot of memories flashed through my mind.
My dark past, my father's neglect, Tik's company...
Altar of the Call of the Ancestors, Order of Sin, Mist that Devours the World, Kingdom of Shadows...
My mind is very confused.
It watched the clan members passing away one by one, its lips trembling, trying to say something, but no sound came out.
It walked and ran away, and suddenly felt that it seemed to have forgotten something.
So what exactly is it?
The frost and cold are already close at hand.
Tik blocked the bedroom door, fear making its whole body tremble. It raised its head and faced the pair of upside-down triangular eyes. It grabbed it several times with its palms before pulling out the sword on its waist.
"Hehe! What an admirable warrior."
The monster smiled and grabbed it with two thick arms.
"Armand!"
Tik roared at the top of his lungs, his voice changing its tone,
"Run away!"
boom!
The door closes.
It was at this moment that in front of the prince's eyes, a shadow thread leading to the Kingdom of Shadows was formed.
What did you forget?
The subconscious cut through the shadows, and at the moment when his body was about to completely dive into the kingdom of shadows, Armand suddenly woke up.
There was the crunching sound of twisted bones and the sound of flesh breaking apart from behind.
Warm liquid sprayed on his back.
Armand's eyes tightened as he grasped the hilt of the sword.
It finally remembered that it was the Crazy Swordsman.
Completely different from the weak Blood Prince, the Mad Swordsman is a legend in the duel arena.
He dares to challenge any opponent.
Fearless.
But why, when facing the monster with the weird smile, did it not even have a hint of fighting spirit?
just like,
The side that belonged to the mad swordsman never existed at all, and seemed to be just a dream.
So shameful.
Armand.
So cowardly.
Crazy swordsman.
Haunted by shadows, Armand burst into tears.
For the rest of his long life, he regretted it all the time.
The stranger felt the same way as the Blood Prince, but in addition, he also noticed a trace of crazy murderous intention hidden under the endless regret.
That murderous intention may not belong to the Armand of this era.
...
The cold wind and air flow reversed and poured into the small bedroom.
The gorgeous wooden door was smashed to pieces with a slap.
"Disappeared?"
Chainsaw walked in, holding the door frame with one hand, looking slightly surprised.
"wrong."
But the next moment, it smiled and shook its finger.
"There is a strong sense of time here."
"Interesting little thing, you're actually hiding?"
"Alright alright..."
"Let me wait for you here."
"Been waiting for you..."
...
In the world of shadows, the passage of time also pauses.
Armand couldn't detect the change of time, but supporting the Kingdom of Shadows required a lot of vampire energy. It might have been like this at first, but later on, after the vampire energy dissipated, its vitality began to be swallowed up bit by bit.
.
One day, five days, seven days, ten days...
Armand felt that he could no longer hold on any longer, and he was in a daze. The Kingdom of Shadows began to fluctuate, with little ripples appearing. This was a sign of imminent collapse.
But at this time, in this realm of time, another ability related to time appeared.
A pocket watch rotating counterclockwise appeared in front of Armand's eyes.
"You can't leave now."
The voice of the Eternal One sounded faintly.
This is a warning.
Armand's mind was awakened, he gritted his teeth and persisted.
Half a month, one month, three months...
Finally, when it could not squeeze out even a trace of power no matter how much it revealed its body and soul, the kingdom of shadow collapsed and Armand returned to reality.
"Cough cough cough..."
A strange smell made Armand cough repeatedly. He looked around and couldn't see his fingers. He could only see the white fog swallowing everything.
Within a few inches of your feet, you can vaguely see the messy gravel and stumps, as well as the broken family crest of the Lesenba clan.
"Lesenba, Tik."
Armand wanted to scream, but he was as angry as an old man who was about to reach the end of his life.
"In the entire Lesenba family, you are the only vampire who has survived."
Familiar voices come closer and closer.
Armand smelled the sweetness of blood, the sweet smell exuded by human blood.
Roar!
Almost reduced to a skeleton, it struggled to stand up and staggered towards the source of the sound.
Soon, the face of the Immortal appeared in front of Armand.
But it no longer had any reason to think. At this moment, it was just a hungry beast without reason. Its endless appetite destroyed Armand's clarity.
Having maintained the Kingdom of Shadows for so long, the dying vampires are desperate for fresh blood!
The fangs pierced the neck, but there was no resistance during this period.
Retrospector Christine put her arms around Armand, the blood-thirsty beast, and she gently stroked his back to comfort him, speaking softly.
"Poor kid, you're just too tired."
Blood enters the throat, and reason regains the upper hand.
There were crystal tears rolling down from the corners of Armand's eyes.
Its body twitched and seemed to be crying silently.
"Please...save me..."
Yunfan, who was in a free perspective, changed direction and saw Armand's face.
No expression.
Obviously its body reacted as it should by crying, but there was no change in its expression at all.
The stranger walked around and looked at Kristen again. She also had a look of indifference on her face amidst her soft comforting voice.
The two people seemed to be having fun in this situation, in the dead fog.
Why did the Retrospector save the weak vampire Armand many times?
This is not just a question for strangers to think about,
This is also the question Armand is thinking about.
It tries to extract Christine's messy and broken memories from the blood in her mouth.
Find answers.
The lifespan of the Immortal is even older than that of Lesenba's ancestors. She has witnessed too many secrets hidden in the long river of time throughout her life, including the collapse of the vampire dynasty dozens of times.
Not only the Lesenba clan, but also other blood clan dynasties will always fall at some point when they reach their peak.
And the culprit,
It's the monster covered in frost.
"The great demon who controls the frost, the King of Ice and Snow..."
Armand read such a title from the memory of the regressor.
"It once bathed in the glory of the past, supreme..."
"It went through a split..."
"It was scarred, but in the end, it survived..."
"Just because it once bathed in the glory of the past. To this day, the afterglow of the past is still protecting it."
"Chainsaw..."
"It was the king of that era..."
His pupils turned blood red, and Armand took out his fangs.
If it wants to become more powerful than that monster...
That's it,
Become the king of the new era.
At this moment, the killing intent in Armand's bones and blood spurted out, and the mad swordsman returned to its body again.