Chapter 76 75 Betrayal is our tradition, cold-bloodedness is ours
Chapter 76 75. Betrayal is our tradition, cold-bloodedness is our virtue [1560]
(Additional update for the ‘Humen Smoke’ brothers [5/5])
The blood-stained mask was torn by the sword blade and then flew to the ground with a roar. The collision of the sword blades caused a short and fierce sound, which was the fatal rhythm of fighting for life and the arrival of death.
The dawn sun is rising, and the red light spots emit light and heat to announce the departure of the mother of night.
She took away her blessing with a little regret, causing those creatures that could only move in the dark to fall into a weak rut, and the scorching light turned into flames and began to ignite those who did not belong to the day and were not favored by the light.
's creation.
Arthur felt like he was about to have a fever!
Even if he was wearing armor that could protect him from the sun, the resistance and resistance to light and heat in the vampire tradition meant that the strength of every swing of his sword in this early morning would decrease.
On the other hand, although Maxim opposite him was scarred, he was not defeated by the accumulated pain. Instead, he began to muster strength because of his opponent's weakness, pushing the battle to a climax of counterattack.
"puff"
The swift swords of the same posture in both hands pierced the already riddled armor of both sides almost at the same time, and Maxim was forced to take a step back to cover the blood that overflowed from his chest.
His body shook a little, but the vampire opposite him was even worse than him.
Not only because the sun burned the skin through the cracks in the armor, but also because the psychic poison accumulated after being hit by the poisoned blade too many times finally reached a certain limit. Under the weakening of the sun, the vampire could no longer resist.
.
He staggered back, spurting black blood from his mouth.
Arthur felt that the power of the night was withdrawing, and the shadow of failure had become thicker as Maxim stepped forward with his sword. The shadow enveloped him!
It left him with nowhere to go and panic ignited in his eyes.
No!
It shouldn't be like this!
I have been given real power by Master Jed!
The monster in front of me is just an ordinary human being, why can he be stronger than me?
This isn't fair!
"I sold everything to get this! Why do you?"
Arthur roared.
He waved the swift sword in his hand crazily and weakly, breaking both his mental and physical defenses, causing him to shout:
"I went through life and death for him so many times to gain his attention and favor. I even sacrificed you, the brother I grew up with, for this.
You should be dead, Mark!
You are already dead, right? What appears in front of me now is just a ghost that doesn’t want to die!
That's why I can't beat you.
It's impossible for me to hit you, because you're already dead, so how can you die again?
You monster!
Go to hell!"
The vampire used his last strength to prop up his body, which was already emitting streams of green smoke in the sun, and rushed towards Maxim. As a result, the latter passed by with a dexterous dark step, and the swift sword named Ambition and Dream swung down.
The opponent's weapon kicked him forward again, causing him to fall to the ground in embarrassment.
"I! Not a monster!"
The visor on Maxim's face has been cut open.
The scar scratched across his face and the bridge of his nose, causing blood to cover his unusually pale skin.
But there was a fire burning in his eyes.
He stepped forward and sat on his former brother's waist. The sharp blade in his hand pressed against his heart and he roared:
"You! You are the monster! I used to feel inferior because of this. Being different from you made me feel like I was born inferior, but now I know it!
Being different from you is what makes me unique. Being like you would make me feel sick!
you!
Arthur, you are just like those who laughed at me!
Drawing from the misfortunes of others the humble joy that sustains oneself in a life of misery, and immersing oneself in this shameful desire.
you
you!
That’s the real monster!”
"puff"
The sharp blade pressed down, as heavy as a thousand pieces of force.
The emerald green and scarlet light pierced Arthur's armor, cut open the heart and inserted it into the ground on his back, causing the vampire's struggle to twitch violently at this moment, and then lost all power and let the bloody hand fall down.
land.
"Hoo, ho"
Maxim, who was seriously injured but successfully killed a vampire, gasped for air.
At this moment, he felt that all the power to support his fighting was being lost, but on the other hand, it seemed that new power was constantly pouring out of his empty body.
He crossed that line!
The boundary between ordinary people and the extraordinary realm finally released his hidden potential, creating a ladder for him to leave the "ordinary".
Maxim staggered to his feet, drew his weapon, covered his chest and took a few steps back.
He tremblingly took out a roll of gauze and medicine from his psychic bag, but he didn't notice that behind him, the "dead" Arthur suddenly opened his eyes.
As the body exuding green smoke struggled to get up, the scarlet red in his eyes became more cruel and bloodthirsty.
"idiot!"
He scolded:
"I am a vampire! I am an immortal descendant! I am a thing that drinks blood and becomes immortal! You win, but you will die!"
Maxim ignored him at all.
As if he didn't hear anything, he took off his armor and pulled away the gauze.
This arrogant attitude angered Arthur, who was extremely ugly in the sun, causing him to stumble forward and was about to draw blood to regenerate, but the next moment.
"puff"
The scarlet claw easily pierced his heart from behind, leaving him frozen in place.
He lowered his head and saw five scarlet claws that were as sharp as daggers but dotted with mysterious psychic patterns moving in front of his chest. As they closed, his healing Midnight Heart was also clasped in the palm of his hand.
"As a dying person, you are really unqualified, Arthur. You have completely ruined the dignity of the ancient race!"
Mrs. Tracey's low voice sounded displeased from behind.
"No, don't. Please! I gave everything. Please"
Arthur begged.
But Mrs. Tracey will not be merciful just because of a little pleading. In her past life full of mystery, kindness is a kind of luxury for her. Naturally, she will not give it to a worthless person so generously.
Her miserable life as a prisoner.
She lived too long.
Kindness is a thing that has long gone with the wind.
As the sharp claws were retracted mercilessly, Arthur's body with a hole in his chest fell to his knees weakly. Finally, he stared at Maxim and then fell to the ground, turning into a faded stone statue in the sun.
Mrs. Tracey looked at the heart that was petrified into blood essence in her hand. She stood under the sun, but there was a shadow surrounding her body, preventing her from being further harmed by the sun.
Even though she has lost most of her power, as a gold-level boss, Tris still has the necessary means of protection.
She is the real deal.
But, it's not as good as others think.
She stepped forward to Maxim, who was struggling to tie a bandage on himself, and handed him the blood essence in her hand. She praised:
"It's been a long time since Transia had a great story about ordinary people killing vampires on their own, but you've done a pretty good job of saying goodbye to a friendship.
It seems that my little Murphy has found a treasure.
Take it.
This is what you deserve."
"Thank you, ma'am."
Maxim did not refuse this gift. Mrs. Cuisi looked at him up and down and said:
"After completing the Black Iron Trial, you need to wait for a while before you can feel the unfettered liberation of your potential. Don't be so anxious to realize the new power.
Especially in your current situation.
I suggest that you find some area with active psychic energy and meditate in it in the next period of time. This will improve your psychic perception and manipulation, allowing you to better grasp the psychic uses in the Tomb Sword Guard Swordsmanship.
Part of the skill.
Your own psychic talent is not excellent, not even average.
But it doesn't matter.
After little Murphy has completed your first love for you, Midnight's blessing will make up for your shortcomings."
After saying that, Mrs. Tris walked towards her carriage, waving her hands and yawning, and said to Maxim:
"Look at the sunshine more. This will be the last few times in your life that you can enjoy the dawn so freely.
From now on, you will enter the dark night;
From that moment on, you will journey into eternity."
Trish's poetic reminder made Maxim raise his head and look at the rising sun in the sky. He could feel the sunshine bringing warmth to him, like a blessing and celebration for the winner.
But after a few seconds, Maxim closed his eyes.
He rejected the call and retention of the sun, and took one last look at the faded stone statue on the ground.
Arthur still maintained the same posture as before his death, with those eyes staring at him.
"Loyalty is the greatest gift."
Maxim coughed and whispered:
"It's a pity that your blood was spread in the wrong place. Rest in peace, my brother. I know that you just wanted to live in a humble way. I never blamed you.
This is not a personal grudge."
——
The sky of Cadman City was also filled with light bit by bit.
The expulsion of the astral shadows from the Great Burn has made the black smoke covering the ruins of the outer city extremely light. The light can shine through, but it is not as hot as the outside world, and a real vampire should not go out in such circumstances.
of.
But now, the eldest lady and Jade are engaged in the final battle in the sky penetrated by light.
Overall, the eldest lady is at a disadvantage.
All right.
She was beaten badly.
Jade herself is a strong person at the Silver level, a whole level higher than the eldest lady who started the Silver Trial but has not yet completed it.
Although he drank the daylight potion, the dose was not large, and as a bastard holding the daylight potion, he also had the corresponding antidote in his hand. The only problem was the lack of blood essence he suffered in the Blood Vulture Corridor.
This is a really fatal problem. If I have to say it, it probably caused his character template to fall from elite to rare. That is the weakness of the original level.
But even so, Jade is still much better than the eldest lady.
Femis can persist until now purely because she is a noble master, and the opposite is a swordsman. Relying on the difficult kite flying and keen control of the distance, Jed's deadly sword did not penetrate.
her heart.
But that's all.
Want to fight back?
Sorry, that is impossible in front of the Tomb Sword Guard, who is famous in the vampire society for his physical and legal skills.
"You little bitch! Stop! Today is the day you die!"
Jade roared.
A fire rose and burned in his heart.
He had obviously planned everything, but fate was not kind to him. Instead, he slapped him hard in the face and told him that your plan was nothing. This world has its own ideas.
This sense of disparity that the plan went bankrupt from the beginning made Jed even more angry than the failure itself.
But it doesn't matter.
Forget about weak teammates and stupid minions!
Anyway, the Desire Fragment is already in hand, now as long as Femis is killed, he can still get the inheritance rights!
Facing Jade's insults and provocations, the eldest lady turned a deaf ear. She just struggled to dodge the energy blades that were constantly thrown out from behind while flying faster into the depths of the ashes-filled land.
This is not running away!
The brave and ancient bloodline never runs away!
The eldest lady, who was suppressed and beaten by the arrogant enemy, told herself in her heart that this was part of the plan!
That’s right!
It's all part of Murphy's plan.
"Um?"
At this time, in the land of ashes below, the old knight Finok, who was riding a red war horse through the dead ruins, raised his head. In his eyes, he saw two vampires, one young and one old, crossing over the city like a hide-and-seek.
This made the old knight curl his lips and glance at the petrified heads of the two silver vampires hanging under the saddle behind him. He was determined to get himself another memorable trophy.
Although he is already a gold-level powerhouse, this is Cadman City! This is the home of the Blood Vulture, one of the seven vampire clans. The vampires hunted here are certainly more memorable than those killed elsewhere.
At this moment, Old Finock felt that he was a genius over two hundred years old, so he took out a black oak seed from his horse pocket, held it in his hand and raised it straight towards the sky with one arm.
"The power of nature is in my hand! The blade of the wind is at my call! O Avalon, your power will be fully displayed here!"
He whispered.
The next moment, the oak species' psychic spell was activated.
The black vines that were rapidly growing out of their shells continued to extend along both sides of the old knight's fist, forming a black green war bow in the blink of an eye. The arms of the bow were also wrapped with green branches and flowers of various colors that bloomed and withered.
Finok's right hand clasped the bowstring, and at the moment when the bow was fully drawn, an emerald green hunting arrow made entirely of natural spiritual energy appeared at his fingertips.
As the White Knight Captain, one of the top combat forces of the old religion, proficiency in bow and horse is only his basic skill.
"In the name of my god, fall!"
As the old knight chanted the name of God, the top of the emerald green hunting arrow was quickly wrapped with a layer of mist, and then he released his finger after taking aim briefly.
"Whoosh"
The psychic hunting arrows flew into the sky at a speed far exceeding that of ordinary arrows, and pierced towards the face of the eldest lady, making Femis's eyes widen. A classic "falling leaf floating" flying technique was used to avoid this fatal attack in the blink of an eye.
thing.
But Jade, who was following closely behind her, was not so lucky.
When he felt the threat of a needle, the hunting arrow had already arrived in front of him, forcing Jade to swing his sword forward and try to split it. However, the moment he swung his sword, the old knight on the ground gently hit him with a subtle smile.
Snapped his fingers.
"Shua"
There was originally only one emerald green hunting arrow, which instantly turned into seven identical psychic arrows that filled Jed's field of vision, and the sudden acceleration of the second wind pierced through his entire body in an instant.
It's like the blood bag is shattering and scarlet is dancing wildly.
Vampires approaching Silver level can't even react.
This is no ordinary psychic spell
Such destructive power!
This is a hell of a magic!
"ah!!!"
Painful screams resounded across the ruins. Under the horrified gaze of the eldest lady, Jade, with most of his wings torn off, spun around like a bird with broken wings and fell into the gloomy ruins below in the blood.
"boom"
His body hit the ground and scattered ashes.
But Old Fenok wanted his head, so the arrow did not have real divine power attached to it, but the serious injury it penetrated was not fatal to a high-level vampire.
Although unable to fly, he was still able to stand up, but then he heard footsteps coming from behind.
The extremely embarrassed Lord Jed suddenly turned around and saw Murphy quietly walking out of the shadows with elegant steps and wearing a cape, carrying the Blade of Desire.
His handsome face had the usual elegance and propriety.
However, this smile looked so evil and crazy in Jade's eyes at this time.
"You! You actually cooperated with the witch hunters to harm your compatriots!"
Jade grabbed the emerald green hunting arrow stuck in his chest and pulled it out with all his strength. As the psychic energy dissipated, the clan leader's personal guard roared:
"Murphy! You shameful traitor!"
"Yes, I cooperated with the witch hunter. I plan to bury all of you idiots who broke into my game for no reason. According to vampire customs, I am indeed a traitor.
This isn't the first time I've done this.
I have to say that when used as a sharp knife to eradicate dissidents, the Witch Hunter is really useful."
Murphy's fingers grasped the hilt of the sword. Amidst the sound of the Blade of Desire being slowly unsheathed, he showed a more elegant smile to Jed in front of him and said:
"What? Are you not convinced? Otherwise, I will send you to the Mother of Night, and you can go through the process and complain to me, okay?"
