The rain was falling heavily, as if it was pouring down in a steady stream, and it was almost impossible to see the scenery even a few meters away.
In a dilapidated forest, the trees were broken, and the leaves mixed with the grass were slowly dyed purple.
In the middle of the woods, a large cloud of purple mist directly enveloped an area tens of meters in radius.
ag and Tu Lan stood side by side in front of the purple mist, quietly watching the rolling mist inside. A stream of purple liquid flowed out from under their feet, flowing straight into a large group of purple mist.
As the purple stream flowed by, their faces became slightly pale.
"How is it?" Tu Lan asked in a low voice.
ag's entire body was soaked by the heavy rain, and the rain flowed down his hair and face, completely soaking all his clothes. However, he didn't seem to care, and just stared at the rolling purple mist in front of him.
"We have collected various targeted poison gases for so long, and the essence and blood of our two Death Apostles have melted into suppressive power. They should be in a coma now."
"One hundred and twenty-eight kinds of poisons and hallucinogenic drugs targeted at vampires. Even I can't escape in a short time. Our witch formation should be able to be completed successfully." Tu Lan nodded. The reason why she asked was just to get more information.
Determine the success or failure of this plan.
"I can't believe that I was originally a member of the Wellington family, but now I want to attack the patriarch of my family." She sighed.
"There is an old saying in the East, water flows to lower places and people go to higher places. The old ones should be eliminated. This is the metabolism of natural renewal." ag said matter-of-factly. "Speaking of which, are you interested in serving as the elder of our Wuguang Alliance?
Huh? So far, the only three elders of the Lightless Alliance are me, Garen, and Neisser."
"Elder?" Tu Lan thought for a moment.
Judging from the fight with the Death Apostles just now, ag is worthy of his title of Death Apostle-level wizard. His methods are weird and diverse. He takes the initiative to rush forward to fight in close quarters, and then deliberately induces the Death Apostles to disperse their formation, causing the purple mist to instantly divide the four sides.
people.
Death Apostle-level wizards do have many more methods than vampires. Although they do not have the characteristics of absolute immortality, these various methods that are difficult to guard against are really troublesome.
Tu Lan was thinking and measuring, and on the other side of the black ash grassland that had long been silent, the sound of tiny footsteps slowly came from the sound.
In the pouring rain, the sound of footsteps was almost inaudible, but ag and Tu Lan were both top players in the world, so they naturally judged the direction immediately and looked up to where the person was.
In the heavy rain, which was like a transparent curtain, a familiar figure slowly walked out.
He has blond hair and one eye. He has a handsome face. The clothes on his upper body were completely torn, revealing the outline of his strong muscles. He was only wearing a pair of black trousers on his lower body.
"Gallon!" ag looked delighted. "You won?!"
Not only him, but Tu Lan beside him also showed a hint of joy at this time. Garen's appearance clearly showed that he had won the battle with the mysterious woman just now.
"How are you doing here?" Garen glanced at the purple mist and felt a large amount of highly toxic mist rolling inside. He frowned slightly.
"The top-grade psychedelic poisonous mist I concocted, those four guys should have fainted now. Their recovery ability has definitely been greatly curbed." ag said confidently. "This purple mist not only has a highly toxic effect, but it is also Neissera
Together with the full power of the hundreds of witches under her, it has the protective effect of cutting off the air. They will definitely not be able to escape!"
Garen nodded and stopped talking. Ag and Tu Lan wanted to ask him about the mysterious woman, but they didn't know how to ask.
Garen just waited quietly for the end of the purple mist.
The combination of the blood alliance and Nadia was also one of his guesses. This was the worst guess, but he was still prepared for it, and the results showed that this was not a useless effort.
The blood alliance has made all the stops. Even mysterious strong men who don't know the details are willing to form alliances at will. It is conceivable that it has reached the point of being desperate.
"Where's Bai?" he asked in a low voice.
"That's a good old man. Don't worry about him. As long as we don't kill the Death Apostles, he won't take the initiative. He should be recuperating in Australia now." ag replied, "He has contacted me directly. The matter of the blood alliance has nothing to do with him anymore.
It has nothing to do with it. It's probably these guys from the Blood Alliance who broke his heart. Hehe..." He smiled lowly.
"Let's end it as soon as possible." Garen sighed, suddenly feeling a little bored. Fighting with the Vampires was actually pointless. In his eyes, the Vampires were just backward natives of this world, vulnerable.
However, recalling the previous situation, Garen cheered up a little and remained vigilant.
After all, Nadia also used the same consensus as him to hide secret methods in the attacks of the vampire Death Apostles. The Death Apostle Meng Ge, whom he despised, suddenly used a method that he could not master during the interval between attacks.
The method was used to injure him with a sneak attack. Then Nadia almost succeeded in the sneak attack. If not for the Buddha Mother as a buffer for the injury, Garen would have been instantly killed in that moment.
Due to the flaw in his soul and the injuries to the vital points between his eyebrows due to a surprise attack, without the Buddha Mother, his success might really be in jeopardy.
Glancing at the purple mist, Garen gently raised his hand, and the shadow behind him suddenly lengthened and turned into a wisp of black air that suddenly merged into the purple mist.
"I'll speed up the process."
The black energy blending into the purple mist seemed to instantly add tremendous vitality to the purple mist.
Garen's black energy is actually to maintain the vitality of the killing hand cultivated by Hesas. He releases the vitality mixed energy of this killing hand and joins the purple mist, using the witchcraft formation transformation of Neissera and others.
It became a huge amount of vitality.
In just an instant, the purple billowing mist became much denser.
Seeing such a drastic change, ag's pupils shrank slightly, and then quickly covered them up. Tu Lan glanced at him calmly from the side, not knowing whether he noticed his expression. Once the four major dead disciples of the vampire clan were all
If the coma is sealed, then the entire Blood Alliance will have nothing to fear, and the strongest force in the world will become the Lightless Alliance, and then the power will be fought for and controlled...
With the addition of Garen, Ziwu finally quickly accelerated the process. Under the dumbfounded gazes of ag and Tu Lan, the witch formation that was originally expected to last for more than half an hour actually started gradually in just over twenty seconds.
dissipate.
At the core of the purple mist is a ball of pale white mist that is constantly rolling. After the purple mist dissipates, this mist gradually falls to the ground.
Bang!
The white mist ball exploded directly and disappeared without a trace in an instant. The four dead disciples who were there were all gone, leaving only a white stone tablet stuck upside down on the ground. On the stone tablet were extremely complex runes and runes.
"I'll do it." ag took a step forward and struck with his cane.
Immediately, the purple stream beneath his and Tu Lan's feet completely disappeared, and the black energy shot out by Garen automatically flew back and was recovered.
One more meal.
The dense patterns on the stone tablet began to slowly rotate and accelerate.
Last meal.
Tsk tsk tsk tsk!!!
In an instant, the entire stele suddenly exploded, turning into four streaks of white gas that flew in all directions, and disappeared in the blink of an eye under the heavy rain.
"It's done." ag breathed out, "There are special suppression tombs in each of the four directions. To suppress the essence, blood and core of a single Dead Apostle, as long as the medicine keeps replenishing its effectiveness, they won't be able to wake up for thousands of years."
"The paleness is still there." Tu Lan reminded.
"With Lord Garen here, there is no point in being pale." ag laughed. "Thanks to Lord Garen for beating these four dead disciples to a state of serious injury this time. Otherwise, we would not have solved the suppression so easily."
"Forget it. Let's go back." Garen showed no joy, and turned around to walk towards the heavy rain. The sound of engines gradually came from the distance. It was obvious that the troops of the Holy Fist Palace were rushing towards him.
ag and Tu Lan looked at each other, feeling a little weird. It would be a great thing to defeat the Vampire Clan and completely suppress it. However, Galen looked completely uninterested.
No matter what, ag's heart was still filled with joy. The long-standing vengeance was finally avenged. The knot in his heart was suddenly lifted, which made him feel indescribably happy.
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In just a few days, the battle between the Lightless Alliance and the Blood Alliance spread throughout the world to the top leaders of major countries on all continents.
As the managers originally under the control of the Blood Alliance, the senior leaders of the major countries saw the direction of the trend and turned to align with the Lightless Alliance. For a time, under the attack of a large number of various propaganda, the Blood Tribe became a completely negative force. Some of the previous various
Other vicious cases were blamed on the Vampires in order to guide a large number of unknown ordinary people.
A week later, the United Nations urgently issued an important epidemic plan for blood-sucking mania, classifying all blood races, including vampires, as blood-sucking mania syndrome. It also publicized the characteristics of people with this disease around the world and asked all countries to
A high degree of isolation is carried out to prevent patients from causing social unrest.
According to the characteristics of the disease promulgated by the United Nations, the most important thing about blood-sucking mania syndrome is that the face turns pale, the eyes become red when angry, and the blood must be sucked every once in a while. It is a mental problem caused by imagining that one is a vampire.
psychosomatic syndrome.
For a time, the Wuguang League of the Holy Fist Palace sent people everywhere to cooperate with the government in arresting 'vampire patients' everywhere. The headquarters of the Blood Alliance was found by the Holy Fist Palace almost immediately. Tu Lan rode you to lead the team and killed some die-hards.
, a large number of the old blood clans of the Ming Party were completely gathered, and most of the radical secret parties were secretly executed. The world situation became more and more stable.
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Standing on the top floor of a high-rise building, the gentle evening breeze blew Gallon's hair back.
He was holding a cup of freshly brewed green tea, which was still steaming, and stood on the edge of the fence, overlooking the entire Washington night scene.
The U.S. Capitol Building in the distance looks like an upside-down half of a cucumber, giving people an inexplicable sense of joy. Under the lights at night, the entire Capitol Building is a white-gold color.
The building is surrounded by densely packed buildings with tiny light spots, like fine sand in the desert. It’s hard to count how many lights there are, red, yellow, white, blue and other colorful lights intertwined together, with more or less in the middle.
Few black shadows.
Between the tall buildings in the city, you can vaguely see the traffic flow like a golden river, flowing slowly and steadily, as if it is the blood of the entire city.
Garen took a sip of green tea with sugar and looked at the huge city below.
"What are your plans for the future?" He asked in a low voice, using very standard Spanish. (To be continued...)