In a sinful world, any semblance of tranquility is illusive.
The cavalry stood close together and carefully searched for five breaths, but could not find any trace of the vampires! However, facing the sneak attacks that the vampires were best at, these cavalry also took corresponding defensive measures.
The outer shield array can effectively alleviate the harvest of blood clan's sharp blades, and the cavalry's mutual dependence can also make up for the inability of ordinary soldiers to smell the blood-red aura; the close formation can at least allow their teammates to get the weapon immediately when they are attacked.
Help as needed; the crossbowmen keep an eye on all directions, fingers clasped on the mechanism, in case of any eventuality!
Even the most evil human beings have enough IQ! The blood hidden deep in the grass also noticed these cavalry that were difficult to deal with; the blood shadow stagnated, and after only staying for a moment, the speed increased and moved towards the area under the cavalry's feet.
The lawn disappears.
The air around him instantly turned cold, and the cavalry captain felt the murderous aura spreading towards him, but he didn't know where it came from.
Suddenly, a muffled sound of digging came from below the cavalry regiment, and the moist soil became alive, surging in the mud.
The shield soldier staggered and fell downwards, but a large pit with a radius of about ten feet appeared in the ground, and the inside of the pit was bright red.
"Be careful!" The captain realized something was wrong and shouted hurriedly. Suddenly, a powerful and heavy column of blood-colored energy came out of the pit, soaring to the sky and powerful. With a bang, the energy sputtered, and these cavalrymen were instantly scattered. Seven
Flying in all directions.
Some were wailing, and some were begging for mercy! The blood on their bodies was eating away at their lives, and the suppressed energy caused them to be knocked into the air.
The body lost its balance and the weapon fell to the ground; the blood in the pit below quickly gathered, and a creepy laughter erupted from the pit...
The cavalry captain maintained his shape in the high altitude and shot five wolfsbane arrows at the blood mass below. The arrows passed through the blood man with a buzzing sound, leaving traces on the body of the blood man who was about to take his true form.
Five holes.
Plop, plop, the cavalry fell heavily to the ground. Some were already dead, leaving a human-shaped hole on the ground; some were still alive, with most of their body bones falling apart.
The cavalry captain struggled to stand up and called his men. Only about thirty of the powerful cavalry were left.
Look again, the light in the blood mass is dazzling! Akali’s beautiful figure appears in front of you.
"Bold blood disciple, do you know how powerful our Maye Empire is? How dare you..."
Among the cavalry, before the deputy of the cavalry could finish speaking, he was pierced by five sharp arrows reflected from Akali's body and passed through his throat. The poor cavalry deputy's eyes widened and he went to hell in disbelief.
"You...you..." The captain looked horrified. He watched the wolfsbane arrow shot into Akali's body and now it was ejected back. This was a fact that a soldier could not accept.
Akali smiled, and the blood all over his body boiled. He really couldn't believe that such a gentle and perverse woman could be so vicious!
"Everyone pay attention, for the sake of the victory of the empire, come on, come on!" The captain anxiously called to the scattered cavalry. Although the military order of the Sabot Legion was effective, everyone rushed out with weapons in hand in an instant.
The cavalry captain in the rear fled to the rear with a pale face!
Akali looked at the more than 30 people who rushed up, and his smile became even stronger! The two soul chains in his hands were waved out, becoming extremely soft, like two iron whips, slashing left and right about ten feet away, with a faint momentum.
; Not to mention that this is the soul power of the powerful vampires, the powerful cutting force formed by waving two chains alone is enough to crush the heavy armor coefficient carried by the cavalry.
The sudden rupture of the armor caused the cavalry to instantly lose their psychological advantage! Looking at the lightning-fast whip lock, they just helplessly raised the weapon in their hands to parry. Unexpectedly, the weapon in Akali's hand was too weird, since it could be crushed
Armor can of course cut through ordinary weapons, hand axes...
Akali's chain swayed, and the cavalry flew up and down. In a short moment, the cavalry was completely wiped out in the whirlpool of silver light.
The cavalry captain in the rear, without the support of the wolf cavalry, naturally tried his best to escape.
He thought that although more than thirty cavalrymen could not resist for long, they could at least wait until he ran out about ten feet away! The idea must be ridiculous, which made Akali who saw this scene feel disgusted!
Although the Vampire Clan does not have the same creed as the Wolf Clan, it still hates those who are timid!
The cavalry captain fled regardless of the road. A silver thread caught up behind him and wrapped around the captain's arms without any explanation. The silver thread was delicate and patient. He had long known that the weapon in Akali's hand was not extraordinary.
The captain did not dare to continue running; he knew that as long as he exerted a little force, he would be cut into ashes by thousands of threads.
The weird and cold smile is like a virus on a hot summer day, making people crazy and scary!
"Holy Saint of the Vampire Clan, please give in to the younger ones! Even the younger ones are forced to do so." The captain was sweating profusely, only showing his hands in a gesture of begging for mercy.
Akali walked up to the captain and walked around him twice. His eyes were meticulous and he observed for a moment, which made the captain excited and overwhelmed!
After a while, the pressure suddenly decreased and the silver thread was removed; a fishy wind blew past the bones, and Akali's figure was silent in the darkness.
The cavalry captain, who was no longer entangled by the power of his soul, felt relaxed all over and ran to the rear.
Standing among the tops of a tall tree in the dense forest, Akali shook his head slightly and was filled with emotion. Looking at the cowardly man, he shot out a cold light without hesitation.
Following a scream outside the valley, the cold light passed, wandering around in the starry sky before returning to the woman's hand. The clear blood droplets between the sharp blades hung down along the sharp light, and the silver light flowed with a bright red light, illuminating the woman's face.
colorful.
Akali stretched out her pretty and extraordinary tongue, licking the blood stains on the cold light with an expression of enjoyment; looking up at the boundless sky, a burst of red appeared on the treetops, and Wu Ji merged into the bloody night...
The endless darkness is the aimless night. In the long night, there is always a dream that I can't wake up from.
On the top of Surima Mountain, Duke Sirius has returned from the tomb. The mountain top is crowded with people, and they are all making careful preparations. Below the totem is a smoky incense, and a thick layer of incense dust has settled in the incense burner. The door to the treasure house in the mountain has already been opened.
Blocked by the bluestone, all the wolf apostles above the viscount have transformed into gray wolves, and many werewolves are packing up the clothing accumulated in the cave; the lone wolf Duke shuttles back and forth on the mountain top, shouting here and there.
, obviously not intending to evacuate, more like a fight to the death.
The clansmen watched Sirius return in despair. After hearing the news, Duke Lone Wolf hurriedly came over to greet him. Lone Wolf's face was solemn and full of joy. Could it be that Sirius returned so early because he had won a battle?
"Brother, where is the blood wolf?" Then Duke Lone Wolf saw something unusual, and the expression written on Sirius' face explained everything simply and clearly.
Duke Lone Wolf's eyes suddenly changed color, becoming more and more transparent in the cave. The corners of his face twitched, then changed color, and he said in fear: "Blood... the beast elixir of the blood wolf..."
There was no need to hide the clairvoyant eyes of the lone wolf opposite Duke Sirius. He lowered his head and sighed and took out the beast elixir with a weak light in his arms. This beast elixir seemed to enjoy the feeling of returning to its hometown, and it illuminated the entire cave at once.
of transparency.
"Sacrifice!" Duke Sirius' last tone was filled with vicissitudes of life. After speaking, he let go of his hands, and the beast elixir flew consciously into the wolf totem enshrined above the conference hall on the top of the mountain.
Following Sirius' instructions, all the members on the top of Surima Mountain bowed and knelt on the ground with serious expressions, muttering words in ancient and difficult-to-understand languages.
Duke Sirius waved his sharp claws, and blood immediately dripped from his shoulder. At this time, a blessing werewolf wearing a yellow hat walked into the cave, holding a marble basin in his hand, and approached Sirius.
Blood flowed down the arm into the stone plate, followed by the next one, Duke Lone Wolf! Is this the etiquette of the wolf tribe? Or?
Until every werewolf had released his own blood, the werewolf in yellow hat held the blood basin directly under the totem with piety.
Under the leadership of Duke Sirius, there was another round of incense burning and sacrifice; the purple air lingered in the incense burner with strong incense, and the beast's breath boiled!
The yellow-hatted werewolf looked at Sirius for instructions. The moment Sirius nodded silently, a whole basin of wolf blood was poured up along the totem.
Crack, crackle! The cave became red and shining, the totem faded away from the dazzling black color, and was filled with a strong smell of blood. The blood wolf Duke's beast elixir moved freely on the surface of the totem, and the thick energy merged with the blood along with the prehistoric atmosphere.
into the totem.
The totem of a wolf head and a snake body became clear and distinct. The wolf head in the totem rotated slightly, its fangs stretched out, pointing towards the mountains of the Zhan Zhan Academy.
"Zhan Zhan Academy!" Duke Sirius raised his hand to his chest, bowed again and again with awe, and silently said four words.
The wolf totem is the place where the werewolves of all ages merge their lives, and is also the supreme sacred object of the wolf clan; relying on the eternal aura of the ancestor of the wolf clan, Mot, it can indicate the general direction of the noble bloodline of the wolf clan.
Obviously, Totem gave the now-declined wolf clan a chance. This chance was in the corner of the incomplete Lingshan Mountain, right at the Zhan Zhan Academy!
During the worship of many descendants, Duke Blood Wolf's beast elixir became dim, and finally turned into a crystal ball with weak aura of chaos, which fell into the incense burner.
The senior leaders of the wolf clan looked up at the discolored totem, with the same level of concern as the eyes of Rafa of the vampire clan looking at the Holy Blood Warrior, full of hope and wisdom.
"Lone Wolf, send more manpower to Warwick and let him find a way to enter the War College."
Duke Sirius puffed up his cheeks and issued the order with a firm tone.
The vibrations on the top of Surimar Mountain were the same as those in the Bloody Night Castle. These rival breaths lingered around each other and resonated in the abyss of spiritual silence.
The totem transformation of the ancestor Mort affected all the creatures of the wolf clan, just like a ghost ghost measuring the throbbing of potential werewolves...