Les frowned tightly. The order given to him was not to kill Maner immediately, but to capture her alive. Only when he really couldn't catch her and she would fall into the hands of other forces could he do this.
Killer.
"Les, we have no choice." Henry reminded in a low voice, because the people around him looked at them coldly, and if they didn't agree, they would probably take action against them.
"Then let's cooperate." Les glanced at Pislen. He knew that he had no choice now. If Man'er could be killed and some of the vampire's secrets could be kept, it would be better than letting her fall into the hands of others.
.
"In this case, we should work together for once."
Pisilun sneered and looked at Man'er. Everyone immediately looked at Man'er. It would be an honor for this woman to die if she could make them join forces, because the people who came here were in their own power.
He and his ethnic group are not simple characters.
Man'er looked at those people expressionlessly, then suddenly let out a long roar, and a dazzling bloody light slowly lit up from behind her, and then a pair of three- to four-meter-long bloody bat wings appeared behind her, exuding a bloody
And the smell of evil.
Immediately afterwards, Man'er's hands began to change, and ten terrifying claw blades appeared, like the sharpest blades in the world.
Everyone was stunned, staring at Man'er with mouths agape, transforming into a blood bat. Isn't that the ability only the blood Earl has?
Man'er is just a viscount, how could she transform into a bleeding bat?
"That's not a transformed body, but a return to her ancestors! Oh my God! She can actually return to her ancestors!"
Henry looked at the ferocious figure in horror, and screamed with horror! The atavism was actually the legendary atavism, how could it be possible!
"How is that possible!"
Les looked at Maner blankly, and there was an indescribable feeling in his heart. He knew very well what it meant to be a vampire who could return to his ancestors, but why couldn't he include her in the clan's content?
The people around did not hear Henry's words, because everyone was in shock, and everyone looked at Maner in shock.
"Oh my god! She is just a viscount, but she has the transformed body that only a count can have. Could it be that the holy blood she fused is not from the royal blood family, but from a blood emperor!"
Pisilun said in great surprise.
"It's definitely not the holy blood of a king. Only the holy blood of the blood clan above the emperor can have this miraculous effect. If this woman can grow up smoothly, it is very likely that she will become a king among the blood clan."
Gutra's pupils tightened and he stared at Man'er closely. The wizard family had studied the holy blood of the blood clan before, and it was certain that it had no such effect. If the holy blood in Man'er's body came from a blood emperor, then
…
For a moment, everyone's eyes were fixed on Man'er, as if staring at a golden mountain.
The vampire emperor! What a great being that is. If they could obtain the holy blood of the emperor, they would be willing to become a vampire immediately.
As long as Man'er has not completely fused with the holy blood, they can peel the holy blood out of Man'er's body. If it were just the blood of the vampire duke, maybe they would just treat it as a priceless treasure that could be exchanged for a lot of benefits. But if that's the case
The holy blood comes from a vampire emperor, so they will never sell it, but keep it for themselves to fuse. Even if they become a vampire, they are willing to do so.
"Greedy people, you will only die in front of me."
Man'er looked at those people with a calm expression. The figure was obviously still standing in the same place, but in front of Gutra and Langrock, there was a strange shadow of blood.
Gutra's expression changed drastically. Knowing that Maner was targeting him first, he waved his hand and a scepter appeared in his hand. He moved forward directly and hit the blood shadow.
He knew that under Man'er's terrifying speed, he couldn't hide at all and could only fight head-on. If he had the intention to hide, he would probably suffer a big loss immediately.
Then, the person the blood shadow targeted turned out to be not Gutra, but Langrock beside him.
I saw a strange turn in the blood light, then disappeared from Gutra, and appeared in front of Langrock at a strange angle.
A bloody claw flashed past, and before Langrock could react, his body began to fall apart.
Langrock is just a great wizard, and there is a big difference between him and Gutra. How can he block Man'er's attack?
"Damn."
Gutra was furious, and with a flick of the scepter in his hand, a black mist emerged. The next moment, the surrounding world seemed to darken, and a starlight shot from the sky and hit Man'er instantly.
Man'er's body shook slightly and flew backwards for a few meters, but he was not seriously injured.
"Let's all come together, don't give her every chance to defeat her."
Gutra roared, flashed, and flew towards Man'er first. The people around him knew that if they didn't cooperate at this time, it would be difficult for them to win Man'er, so they took action one after another.
For a time, more than a dozen masters from various major forces, including the Vampire Clan, frantically besieged Maner. The terrifying power almost leveled the surrounding mountains and forests.
Faced with the siege of so many strong men, everyone was trying their best, and Man'er finally began to fall into a disadvantage. No matter how strong one person was, but facing so many masters of the same level at the same time, there was nothing he could do.
However, Maner was always calm, so calm that it was scary.
"Evening Light!"
A special energy aura quietly appeared on Man'er, and then her power began to rise strangely, almost doubling in an instant, and the terrifying pressure was like a tornado, sweeping across the world.
"What! She actually practiced the light of dusk, is she crazy!"
Pisilun, who was desperately besieging Maner, stopped for an instant as if he had seen a ghost, and then ran away frantically. In an instant, he lost any courage to fight.
"Crazy! You madman!"
The two stone demon tribesmen who were fearless were also afraid at this moment. They turned around and ran away, using up all their strength.
"Oh my God!" Gutra shouted, turning around and running away without caring about his image.
Almost everyone lost their fighting spirit the moment Man'er cast the light of dusk, because no one wanted to die, let alone be buried with others.
In the Alliance of Gods, there is a secret technique that gives up life in exchange for unprecedented power, called: "Glory of Time"
The caster spends his whole life in exchange for a moment of glory.
All the holy wars between the Alliance of Gods and the Alliance of Demon Gods have cost the Demon God Alliance a heavy price.
In order to break this weakness, the great masters of the Demon God Alliance used the Glory of Time as a prototype to develop the dusk light suitable for people in the Demon God Alliance. The effect is the same as the Glory of Time.
Once Man'er casts the light of dusk, it means that she has completely given up on life.
Endless bloody light flashed, and bloody phantoms appeared in the sky, almost dyeing half of the sky bloody.
Those who escaped did not escape when faced with Man'er who used the light of dusk. All of them, including the two vampires, died cleanly.
Man'er was suspended in mid-air, as calm as ever. Even though she knew that she would die soon, it seemed that it could not affect her emotions.
"Huh? There's someone else!"
Suddenly, Man'er looked at a bush, and two bloody cold lights flashed in her eyes. She didn't notice anyone there before, but now she used the light of dusk, and she realized something was wrong there.
“Wonderful, so wonderful!”
A man slowly walked out of the bushes, clapping his hands as he walked, with insidiousness and cunning on his lips. He was a middle-aged man with an average build, two beards, and glasses, looking like a scholar.
"Fusang people?" Man'er said calmly. The middle-aged man didn't speak English, but Fusang.
"You have caused such a big commotion in Fusang Kingdom, do you still expect us not to know about it? Those people are really stupid, but they don't know that they made wedding clothes for us in Fusang Kingdom."
The middle-aged man from Fusang Kingdom sneered.
"How did you escape my perception?"
Man'er said calmly. If it weren't for the twilight light, she wouldn't have discovered this middle-aged man, and none of the people before him would have discovered him either.
"Since you don't know, you don't need to know. You just need to understand that now you are in my hands. Don't worry, I will give you a complete body and bury it properly. After all, you also gave me a copy
Big gift, tsk tsk, emperor’s holy blood...haha..."
The middle-aged man from Fusang Kingdom laughed triumphantly as he spoke. After the vampire woman cast the light of dusk, she no longer had the strength to fight. The so-called snipe and clam fight against each other and the fisherman gets the benefit, he is now completely fooled.
Once a fisherman.
"The people of Fuso Kingdom are indeed cunning, but you are a little too complacent too soon."
While the middle-aged man was laughing wildly, a young man wearing a black suit and a stern face walked out. He was tall, stern-looking, noble in temperament, a typical image of a rich, handsome man.
"There are always some people who think they are smarter than others."
As soon as the stern young man appeared, there was another strange laughter, and a short old man walked out of the woods leisurely with his hands on his back.
"Interesting! There is only one copy of the Holy Blood, you three can do whatever you want."
Maner suddenly laughed and slowly sat cross-legged on the ground, feeling the passage of life and waiting for the last moment of his life.
…
In the room, Mo Wen slowly opened his eyes, and two groups of golden light kept changing in his eyes. Then, a terrifying aura spread around him, but it only spread a few meters. It seemed that something was blocking the aura.
They are all sealed in this room.
His premonition was not wrong. After practicing for a while, his cultivation level naturally broke through to the middle stage of fetal breath, and it was also the middle stage of fetal breath that the three magical arts broke through at the same time.
"Huh?"
A flash of surprise flashed in Mo Wen's eyes, as if he had discovered something. His figure flashed and disappeared into the room, turning into a cloud of mist and flying directly out of the window. No one inside or outside the hotel noticed this scene. (To be continued.)
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