To the east of Rakstak Sanctuary, a little-known depression next to the ice-free lake has now been reduced to a broken battlefield.
The frantic ice warrior smashed the ice coffin behind him without warning, and killed the unsuspecting Frostguard witch Lucini with a halberd. With unknown blood burning all over his body, he met another
The ice warriors fought together. The scene of the battle was earth-shattering, and the sound directly spread to more than ten miles away.
After a whole day of fighting, the out-of-control Ice Warrior finally used the opportunity to strike first and cut off the head of another Ice Warrior. He himself knelt down on the ground with no energy left, and soon lost his ability.
Got vitality.
A pool of flowing dark blood flowed out from the body of the out-of-control ice warrior, and it 'flowed' with difficulty through the uneven and winding battlefield. It quickly evaporated and concentrated as time went by. It took half a day to successfully approach the witch.
A body broken into two parts.
The blood began to corrode the flesh and grew again, reshaping a body like a five or six-year-old child, which was the childhood of the second-generation blood descendant Draculas.
Draculas looked around at the battle he had caused with a solemn expression. He was particularly glad that he had broken through his limits at the most dangerous time and found a way to abandon his body and completely convert it into blood energy. If not, he would not have been able to fight against the ice through the ice coffin.
The samurai was affected, and there was no way to take this opportunity to escape.
The seemingly invincible Ice Warrior is not really invincible. The modified body is strong enough to withstand attacks from swords, guns and magic, but cannot resist the silent erosion of moisturizing things.
"Am I really a genius?"
Being able to survive being sealed by two ice warriors and a frost guard witch, Draculas' mouth became more and more outrageous, and finally he couldn't hold back the joy in his heart and burst out laughing.
If I offer such a powerful blood secret method to the first generation True Ancestor Angelina, I might really be able to win the favor of the Blood King and become the first generation True Ancestor like Angelina and others, and even find a match with those beauties.
A chance for a beautiful blood descendant to have a romantic relationship.
As his power becomes stronger and stronger, perhaps in the near future, he will be blessed by the Blood God Vladimir, replacing the mediocre and incompetent Blood King Brown Darkwill, and becoming the supreme leader of all blood descendants.
Dominate and create a truly terrifying blood dynasty.
But the laughter and fantasy did not last long. A figure with a fierce aura appeared in front of Draculas. Judging from the source of power, the person who came was a low-level blood descendant given pure blood by the true ancestor.
Draculas recognized it instantly. The man in front of him was only wearing a war skirt and holding a Noxian black iron spear. He came from the Lahoji tribe. He was a subordinate he carefully selected and cultivated, named Zakaranyas.
The tribal champion warrior.
Staring at the subordinate vampire in front of him who was under his control, Draculas's face was as cold as frost, because Zakaanyas did not find him here to help him out of trouble.
Keeping your spear pointed at you is enough to show the attitude of the person coming.
"Zakaanyas, you are just a slave, how dare you use your weapons against such a noble me, do you want to rebel?"
"Deculas, I have never surrendered to you, and you do not deserve my allegiance."
Even if the child in front of him turns into ashes, Zakaanyas can still recognize it.
Recalling Aniya's pale and cold body, and recalling the people in the tribe who were willing to die for their own survival and growth, Zakaanyas's expression remained calm, without blood or tears.
After this war, he has become the last survivor of the Lahoji tribe. He does not blame the Freljord warriors who had to kill their tribesmen to defend the sanctuary. He only hates the invaders who broke the peaceful life of the tribe.
, I hate the demon in front of me who has pushed the entire Lahoji tribe into a pit of fire, and I wish I could just turn around on the battlefield and kill these blood-sucking bastards one by one.
He struggled desperately and tried his best to grow until today. After a meaningless war, his tribesmen died one after another. All efforts and sacrifices have lost their meaning. Now there is only one thought that supports him,
Following the looming blood connection in his body, he finds and kills his nominal master and fulfills his final obsession.
He succeeded, and after surviving the battlefield, he found the enemy he had longed for in the most unexpected place.
Dracula's breath is weak, and this moment is the best opportunity given to him by God.
"He is really an ungrateful barbarian bastard who doesn't understand good or bad. It seems that my taste in choosing dogs is not mature yet, so I actually raised a white-eyed wolf."
Zakaanyas had already been sentenced to death in his heart. Faced with a mistake that was doomed to death, Draculas no longer had the resentment of being betrayed by his subordinates. All he had to do now was to clear up the mistake.
An unabashed sneer appeared on the cute little boy's face.
"I'm afraid you still don't know that your little slave Aniya kept calling your name when I was playing with her until she was unconscious. Tsk tsk, she is really a beautiful northern bitch.
Do you know why I wanted to play her to death instead of keeping her for fun? Because she was pregnant with your flesh and blood. When I ordered her to execute the bitch you left behind, she chose to disobey my order. Because
So, she must die, I will never allow my slave to love someone else more than me."
Zachanyas's expression began to waver. The man looked at Draculas in disbelief, trying to see the meaning of the lie, and his body began to tremble with anger.
Noticing the change in Zakaanyas's attitude, Draculas' smile became more "innocent" and he said in a clear and childlike voice.
"I think you should also understand that the reason Aniya chose to betray you was to save your bitch. When I found your tent, that bitch refused to obey and even wanted to commit suicide with a bone knife. However, I just
After telling me the secret in her belly, she immediately turned into a bitch and crawled on her knees in front of me, wagging her tail, begging for mercy..."
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Dracula's words were like a knife that pierced through the soul, cutting into pieces Zakaanyas's riddled heart.
Zakaanyas, who was crying with blood and tears, went crazy, collapsed, and completely lost his mind. The man mobilized all the blood in his body at all costs to strengthen himself, held a steel gun and shot at Draculas, transforming into a bloodthirsty beast.
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Seeing Zachanyas charging toward him without any plan, Draculas smiled disdainfully. He was not afraid of Zachanyas remaining sane, let alone turning into a mad dog.
With so many injustices in the world, how many can be settled?
The fact is that the gap between him and Zakaanyas cannot be eliminated through hard work. Even if Zakaanyas risked his life to fight, he could not keep up with his progress and was destined to be played by him for the rest of his life.
Of course, if you are reincarnated and get a good pregnancy, you might be able to compare.
"You restless loser, you actually wasted this last opportunity for revenge like this. I really think highly of you."
After teasing Zachanyas for a while, Draculas boringly drained most of Zachanyas's blood, returning his body to his youth.
Specially leaving a breath for Zakaanyas, Draculas smiled and leaned down, whispering to the barbarian warrior who refused to rest in peace.
"You can't even protect your own women and children. What kind of barbarian warrior you are, you are just an incompetent coward..."
The old Zakaanyas's eyes widened and he died.
After stretching his muscles and bones, Draculas stomped on Zakaanyas's head. He felt that his body contained endless power, and the mysterious path of blood was waiting for him to explore one by one.
"The current strength may be able to keep up with Angelina, but I don't know why the Blood King's army hasn't pushed over yet. Logically speaking, it should have broken through the Rakstak Sanctuary... Who are you?"
A cold breath that froze his heart suddenly hit him from all directions. Draculas looked behind him. A beautiful silver-haired witch did not know when he stood ten meters behind him. The witch first scanned
When he glanced at the two dead ice warriors and the filthy remains of the witch, his ice-blue eyes were fixed on him coldly, showing no emotion at all.
Dracula's first reaction was one of astonishment. The woman in front of him was extremely beautiful. Her appearance and temperament were second to none. Her unique ice-like temperament could not be described in words. She was an ice beauty in the absolute sense.
Immediately, Draculas frowned, guessing that the battle between him and Zakaanyas attracted the Frost Guard Witch. He couldn't help but secretly cursed the bad luck, and secretly hated the waste for not letting him feel at ease even if he died.
"Miss Witch, I think you have also seen the remains of the Ice Warrior and this witch. Believe me, you will never be my opponent. Just pretend you haven't seen me now. I'll let you go and let's go our separate ways."
How is it?"
Calmly scanning the witch's bumpy body twice, Draculas was so itchy that he decided to keep this beauty who was even more attractive than Angelina and Trina. As for whether his new slave girl would be able to
Will he be favored by the Blood King... If he is really favored by the Blood King, he will definitely be rewarded, right? After all, he is the king of a country, so he cannot take advantage of himself in vain?
"You are...Deculas."
The witch's voice was equally beautiful, and Draculas was even more certain that he wanted to get this ice beauty - at any cost.
"I didn't expect that the beautiful witch lady actually recognized me. Please allow me..."
Before he finished speaking, Draculas was horrified to find that his body began to freeze. The ice crystals on his body were far beyond the ordinary ice element. Not only were his limbs stiff and numb, but even the boiling blood energy was also affected by this.
Sealed by the perfect ice.
In the blink of an eye, Draculas turned into a humanoid figure of ice. Even his soul was frozen in the ice, completely losing consciousness and thoughts.
The person who came was naturally Roxani, the great witch of the Frostguard clan.
Not caring that she had found the escaped vampire captive by chance, Roxani focused on her mutated power and glanced blankly at her white hands. Roxani was overwhelmed by the terrifying feeling that suddenly appeared in her body.
The strength is also a bit surprising.
Taking a few steps forward and walking in front of the human-shaped ice withered body, Roxani carefully observed the perfect ice crystals that froze the fugitive, and came to an incredible conclusion in astonishment.
The element condensed by her ice magic is not the ice element, but the aura it emits is like perfect ice.
But the question is, how can a mortal produce perfect ice by releasing magic? This is the power of the frost god Anivia. Even the frost witch can only obtain perfect ice by imprisoning snowmen. Most of the perfect ice is used
Seal the Void Watcher beneath the Howling Abyss,
Could it be related to that man?
Roxani couldn't help but think of Lester who went to the spiritual world to save her when she was dying.
Although she was in the spiritual world, her physical and spiritual feelings were no less than those of the physical body. She had done most of the things she should and should not do. She also learned that when appreciating flowers, she could not just smell the petals, but also suck the core.
Only with rhizomes can one realize the happiness of little bees,
From this point of view, I am afraid that the power to save myself caused some kind of mutation in my body, allowing me to gain the power of Zhenbing.
But having said that, there were so many witches related to that man, why did an accident happen on my side?
Full of doubts, Roxani patted the human-shaped ice wither. The ice wither instantly shattered into ice crystals and disappeared quickly.
Even the soul of the frozen Vampire was crushed by the Zhenbing, which was soft on the outside and strong on the inside. He could not die any longer. Obviously, there was still some gap between the Vampire and the Void Watcher.
"I'd better tell Lester about this. Maybe he can know something. Before confirming the situation, I must hide my ability to avoid arousing the fear of the Frost Witch..."
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! As a watcher serving the Frost Witch, Roxasani is well aware of Lissandra's temperament, and will most likely lock her up for various studies after knowing the truth.
During the research process, it also serves as a humanoid ice maker.
Determined to stay away from Lissandra, Roxasani tried to cast spells again. Under deliberate suppression, her ice magic finally returned to its original state and was no longer the terrifying perfect ice.
Before leaving, Roxasani made an ice mark on the place where the ice warrior and the witch Lucini died, so that she could send the witch to dispose of the remains later.
Rushing back to the Rakstak Sanctuary without stopping, Roxani found Lester in Lester's residence, who was being pestered by two little girls Ashe and Sejuani to tell stories. With just one look, Ashe
He and Sejuani ran away shivering, leaving them with some private space.
Witnessing the crime of bullying the little girl, Lester hilariously handed Roxani a cup of hot tea. Seeing the cool witch blushing, she picked up the teacup and took a sip, then vomited as if she was burned by the hot tea.
The tongue is so cute.
"You came to me not to listen to stories, right? I have some stories here that are not suitable for children... just suitable for a 'big' witch like you."
"I don't want to listen. You promised to accompany me to enjoy flowers, but you didn't look at the big ice kite bushes. You know... you just know that you are torturing me... I am not a flower... Well, in fact, I came to you for a reason.
I’ll discuss the matter with you, can you help me take a look?”
Roxani opened her empty palms, and cold air emerged, condensing into an ice cube the size of her thumb.
Lester took the dark blue ice cube, and his leisurely expression changed slightly.
"Xiao Ni, you didn't tell anyone about this, right?"
