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Chapter 91 The Crimson Moon

No matter what the situation was on Natasha's side, no matter how worried he was, it wouldn't make any difference now. He didn't even have a chance to rush to the rescue... As this thought emerged, Lucien eliminated distracting thoughts and concentrated on

After the summoning ceremony, Prince Dracula and Above the Silver Moon.

Due to the pressure of the legendary pinnacle, the terror was blocked by the fully activated defense circle of the Observer Castle. Lucien did not feel any pressure or interference, and did not need to work hard to concentrate. When the distracting thoughts were eliminated, he moved his eyes upward and saw the castle brightly lit.

After the lights left a layer of silvery moonlight, the soul naturally felt the inexplicable connection again.

"You can still feel the silver moon. Although the power of this summoning circle is not strong, in terms of level, it is not much worse than Dracula! And it seems that there is a little mark left by the God of Silver Moon, Atna!

"Lucien made a quick judgment.

Huge bat wings covered the sky. Prince Dracula looked angrily at the small bugs in the castle, which suddenly turned into rich darkness, completely wrapping the surrounding space and cutting off the connection between the castle and the silver moon.

Although he was blocked by the defensive circle, he could not see through the disguise of the little bug, but at such a close distance, with the connection between the first generation of vampires, he could confirm that it was not Rhine, so his mood was both good and bad, good

There is definitely something wrong with Rhine. Otherwise, a little bug would not have been allowed to complete the ritual of summoning the ancestors. He would not have to worry about the consequences of breaking the Observer Castle. What is worse is that a little bug would dare to plot against him and summon the Holy Supreme.

God of Silver Moon?

"A dirty soul is worthy of being connected with the ancestor?" Prince Dracula's crimson eyes looked at Lucien coldly, but he saw that he was not affected at all, his hands were raised, his eyes were half closed, and his magic robe was fluttering in the wind.

, the monocle reflected the faint light, and a series of profound ancient words of the blood clan came out from his mouth, which connected into an ethereal mantra.

"Can you summon it even if you cut off the connection with Silver Moon?"

This mysterious ritual, this incomprehensible incantation, and the strange soul imprint are all unique to Rhine. Prince Dracula sneaked into the castle many times, but failed to find the secret, and it was difficult to communicate directly with the sacred ancestor.

, so he didn’t know the specific situation. At this time, seeing a little bug closer to the God of Silver Moon than himself, he couldn’t help but feel anger in his heart - even if he couldn’t connect with Silver Moon. It was better than he knew.

More!

Raising his head slightly, Dracula let out a silent scream of anger, and everything within a dozen kilometers around him turned into powder without warning. Only the Observer Castle and the cliff it was on were wrapped in a light shield and still survived.

The complex structure of the mask was shattered layer by layer under the scream, shaking violently, as if it would be broken at any time.

And in such a dangerous and exaggerated situation in the outside world. Because he could not directly feel the pressure and terrifying power in his soul, Lucien was like watching a movie with amazing special effects, and his mind did not have the slightest ripple, and he continued inexplicably.

The feeling, chanting the mantra attentively.

A little bit of silvery moonlight suddenly appeared at Lucien's feet, and soon formed a bright silvery white halo again.

"Can we still communicate? A small insect can also summon the ancestor?"

Silently, the surrounding darkness turned into a swarm of bats that covered the sky and the moon. Each of them was the size of a head, with a sharp mouth. Glowing with blood, they covered every corner and descended on the light barrier. Then they descended on the light barrier.

, the light shield quickly dimmed at a speed visible to the naked eye, as if the energy supporting the defensive array was being inexplicably absorbed, and various effects under stress. Just after killing a strange bat, a new one was generated from the darkness.

The terror of Prince Dracula is beyond imagination. He can actually absorb energy directly like blood!

"...The call from the bloodline, praying for the reappearance of ancient times, and letting the deepest and deepest darkness be pierced by the silver moon..." Lucien simply closed his eyes and did not look at the shaky ground, as if he could not hold on for the next second.

The light shield continues the mysterious mantra, falling into that ethereal and wonderful state of soul elevation.

The light shield was dimmed to the limit, but it was tenacious and not broken. Prince Dracula seemed to be disturbed by the mysterious spell and the connection between the silver moon. His attack that should have been calm and patient was a little impatient. The overwhelming giant bats suddenly flew up and gathered together.

It turned into a bright red mouth that seemed to be able to swallow the entire castle.

The mouth opened, and two white blood-sucking fangs glowed with moonlight, biting hard on the dim light shield.

Snap, a shattering sound that seemed to come from the depths of the soul appeared, and the light shield disappeared into nothing.

"The defensive array is seriously damaged, lower the defense intensity..."

As soon as the dull voice of Alchemical Life Mihalik sounded, the second layer of defense was directly penetrated by the blood-sucking fangs!

At this time, Lucien only felt that he had a strange feeling of looking down. He was obviously in the castle and was being attacked by Prince Dracula from a high position, but he seemed to be in an inexplicable height, looking at him indifferently, and seemed to also look at him.

There are many strange, unclear, and indescribable blurry scenes, which extend in all directions and cover all kinds of possibilities.

The bright red mouth that looked like it was swallowing the sky disappeared and turned into rolling darkness. A huge pale-skinned hand stretched out from it, and its nails clawed downwards with sharp light.

Damn little bug, I want to see who you really are!

The Observer Castle, which Lucien expected to be able to sustain for several minutes, could only be blocked for less than thirty seconds under the terrifying strength of the legendary peak!

The energy fluctuations caused by the shattering of the mask disappeared, and Dracula was about to see the little bug below clearly.

But at this moment, he saw a small silver moon light up behind the little bug. The thin but bright light enveloped the little bug, blocking out all prying eyes.

The small silver moon became bigger and bigger, just like the real silver moon descending directly into the castle.

But at this time, the sky was bright and beautiful just now, and the silver moon at its brightest moment strangely disappeared. Only sparse stars illuminated the dark night, so that it was not impossible to see the five fingers.

Behind Lucien, a figure with blond hair appeared in the silver moon. His scarlet eyes were clearly visible, cold, indifferent, and inexplicably deep.

With the appearance of this blond figure, Lucien's soul broke away from the strange overlooking feeling, and felt that he was wrapped in the vast dark power. However, this dark power did not have any evil at all, but instead carried a faint warmth and warmth.

Tranquility is like the embrace of loved ones at night, and like the final sleep destination of life, full of the sacred and supreme flavor.

As soon as he saw this blond figure, a trace of panic flashed across Dracula's crimson pupils. The two dark bat wings covering the sky behind him flapped rapidly, trying to escape through space.

The little bug actually summoned the ancestor!

A little insect without noble bloodline actually summoned the ancestor!

With an inexplicable feeling, Lucien gently waved down the right hand he had just raised, and the blond figure holding an ordinary long sword behind him also waved down.

A ray of silver moonlight that illuminated the entire sky suddenly appeared behind Dracula and cut him in half.

Ah, amidst the shrill and terrifying screams, black smoke erupted from Dracula's two bodies, suddenly twisting together, and then shuttled into the darkness without any delay.

Lucien felt a little regretful that his own power was still too weak. Even with the help of the "Silver Moon Goddess" Aitna, he could only slightly injure Dracula. Of course, Dracula might be thousands of years old.

Not so embarrassed anymore!

In fact, as the vampire prince at the pinnacle of legend, even if Dracula directly faced the "Goddess of the Silver Moon" Aitna, he would not be as defenseless as he is now. He could even hold on for a long time and have a chance to escape with his life, but the bloodline

The ancestor's suppression of the first generation of vampires, and the fear engraved deep in his soul, left him with no will to fight!

With this blow, the boundless sacred power left Lucien's body, gradually rising together with the silver moon, and blended into the darkness.

Suddenly, the real silver moon that had disappeared before reappeared in the sky, but the blond figure vaguely emerged inside it.

"How is this going?"

While Lucien expressed doubts, he activated the space jump scroll without any delay. He must take this opportunity to escape, otherwise Dracula is likely to return after the ceremony is over, and maybe even the Silver Moon God Atna will return before she disappears.

He will silence himself easily!

A chaotic sense of spatial change came, and Lucien took one last look at the silver moon high in the sky.

The silver moon defied convention and occupied most of the sky. The light was flowing, bright and dazzling, and the blond figure was looming. Around the silver moon, a layer of extremely solid black and white gray was inexplicably highlighted, which could be vaguely seen.

There are many creatures wandering around inside.

The blond figure cut out the long sword in his hand, and the silver moon slammed into the black and white layer.

In the solidified illusion, a ball of light that seemed black, white, gray, alive, dead, or stagnant flew up and collided with the silver moon.

Reflected in Lucien's pupils, the ball of light was blurry and uncertain, like a mass of black and white gray clouds. It also had an inexplicable sense of overlooking and endless changes.

Time seemed to freeze for a second. When everything recovered, the scarlet illusory moon was like a shooting star wrapped in black and white light balls. They penetrated layers of space barriers, dragged invisible light tails, and smashed into a huge

A strange world.

This world seems to be an alien space that has never been discovered before, an unprecedentedly huge alien space!

At this time, in the sky, the real silver moon was still hanging, but it was strangely and unspeakably dyed with a layer of bright red, giving off a bloody and gloomy feeling.

This "Crimson Moon" is Lucien's last and deepest impression before he enters the space jump.

…………

Arlinge, inside a very tall astrological tower.

Douglas looked solemnly and said: "We must find that alien space and figure out what happened."

Next to him, an old man with a white beard wearing a pointed gray hat looked at the bright red moon in the sky, subconsciously touched the brilliant crystal ball in his hand, and whispered to himself:

"The Crimson Moon, has an era of chaos, killing, great changes, and great development begun?"

The crimson color gradually faded, and the silver moon once again bloomed with a cool light.


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