Another blood bottle broke on the roof, and blood splattered everywhere.
No, no, no!
Lausanne II lay on the ground, trembling all over. He hugged his head and face tightly in his arms, wailing in despair in his heart.
But every corner of his body was roaring, expressing his desire for the liquid on the ground.
Squeeze out what's left of his sanity.
His organs and tissues, joints and muscles were steaming like boiling water, and he was twitching endlessly.
Stop!
listen to me!
I am Lausanne II!
The owner of this body!
Not you!
Not you!
no!
Lausanne II struggled hard and gave orders to the parts of his body that were left—God knows what was left.
But it's no use.
They were noisy, protesting, doing their own thing, but would not listen to him.
He wanted to take a step, but he couldn't lift his legs.
I want to pick up the sword, but I can't reach it.
I want to close my eyes, but I can't close my eyelids tightly.
And they, they were all scrambling to protest to him, wanting to get closer to the smell of blood all over the floor and walls.
Like a commander who has no authority and has lost a battle, the soldiers scrambled to leave the barracks.
But what can he do?
He is too weak.
Too weak.
The smell of blood around him was getting stronger and stronger, and it was already far beyond the upper limit of what he could bear.
It's like being soaked in a pool of blood.
"Look, this much blood is all fresh human blood that was just drawn today." On the rooftop opposite, Kathleen laughed loudly, broke a blood bottle, and pointed at the blood spilled everywhere, "Can't you carry it?
Live, right?"
Her laughter contained the madness of relief from stress:
"Then show your fangs and show your ugliness!"
"vampire!"
Hearing those words, Lausanne II trembled again!
No!
No! No! No!
How, how could she...
A new kind of panic, a kind of shame of being discovered, instantly attacked Lausanne II.
Destroy his shaky spirit.
"How did I find out?"
As if she knew what he was afraid of, Kathleen ignored the cold sweat all over her body. She gasped for air like someone who had been holding in water for a long time, and laughed loudly:
“These days we help the missing people—you did it, right?”
Yes, attack, eat on the spot, then cut open the wounds and leave the body on the street, or throw it directly into the water and blame the black silk child.
Katherine thought so.
At least that's what the gentleman's attendant, who had a cold and unsmiling face, always copied and written in a small notebook, deduced.
By the way, that lord's spies were named after this servant when they went out to do their operations, including himself.
(Just like the dogs raised by Sangare: Sanger No. 1, Sanger No. 2, Sanger Large, Sanger Extra Large, Sanger Giant...)
Well, I guess this attendant is also very honorable in front of adults. One day...
Well, it doesn’t mean that it is of high authority and precious.
When you get back to the royal capital, you have to curry favor.
Katherine's thoughts were spinning, but her words never stopped:
"...There are only two places, no fuss."
Lausanne II's eyes slowly widened behind his goggles. He held his head tightly, twitching and struggling, forcing himself not to look at the blood around him.
but……
【Drink...】
The resistance in his body merged into one unified voice, and he spoke coldly to him.
Just like a soldier who succeeds, he in turn gives orders to the commander.
【That's blood...】
No.
【Drink...】
No!
【Sweet blood...】
No no no!
【Enjoy it...】
The voice grew louder and louder, deafening:
【Drink, drink, drink, drink, drink, drink! 】
In reality, Phantom Blade sneered:
"Franco's Theater Street, and Jaga's workshop—I know why you don't hunt in those two places."
Looking at Lausanne II, who was kneeling on the roof with his head in his hands, in great pain, Catherine sneered and said:
"Because these two sites are full of young girls."
girl?
Lausanne II's fading sanity was cleared.
That's right, Franco's theater was surrounded by the brothels that offered him pleasure, and they were filled with hundreds of girls soliciting customers and doing business.
Phantom Blade Kathleen gritted her teeth and assessed the distance between the opponent and herself.
As for the "bad shoemaker" Jia Jia's printing and textile factories, he likes to recruit female and child workers, especially young female workers, but this is not because he cares about women and children, but because the wages of female workers are lower than that of male workers.
, let alone resist - of course, for a sanctimonious old pervert like Jia Jia, there may be other more personal reasons.
"And girls... will have their periods."
Katherine laughed sarcastically, with the enthusiasm of revenge:
"So you're scared!"
According to the little attendant, a vampire when hunting is the most vulnerable, most sensitive, most restless, and most unable to resist temptation at the moment of ingesting blood.
Especially young people.
"You are afraid that when you eat, you will lose your mind if you smell too much blood in the girl's pile, and you won't be able to stop after you start..."
Eventually it causes a catastrophe and exposes itself.
Based on this, the lord's little attendant concluded that as a vampire, Lausanne II was still too young.
Facing the bloodshed, he could not control himself and his true colors were revealed.
Katherine stared at each other:
"It ended up being a complete beast."
And people are never afraid of wild animals.
【Drink ah ah ah ah! 】
Lausanne II was at a disadvantage in the duel with desire. He rolled in pain, but the blood on the roof stained his clothes, making him convulse even more.
no……
He only felt that he was dying.
【But there it is!】
Reason gradually becomes blurred.
【Fresh, warm and delicious, just like always...】
girl……
[With just one mouthful, you can forget all the pain...]
blood……
【blood!!!】
girl……
【Sunlight!!!】
blood……
【she!】
"no……"
At that moment, Lausanne II paused and trembled:
"no!"
Kathleen narrowed her eyes.
Under the night sky, Lausanne II slowly closed his eyes:
"It's not...because of...blood..."
The reason why he...
【All right……】
The reason why we avoid those two places when hunting...
[Since you don’t want to...]
no……
【Then go and drink...】
not because of……
【More fresh ones!!!】
The next moment, his sanity completely fell into the abyss.
With endless despair and sorrow, Lausanne II fell into a long sleep.
Instead, there is another it.
Its eyes were scarlet.
Its teeth struggled to penetrate the gums.
Its nails protrude from the fingertips and become tough and sharp at the ends.
Its joints crackle and stretch, becoming more flexible and easier to bend.
Its pitch-black heart beats crazily, and the vampire's black blood flows at an unimaginable speed, consuming... desire.
And its back, his shoulder blades on both sides, there seemed to be something there, hot and surging, trying to break out of the skin.
the most important is……
Whoosh!
In the eyes of Catherine, whose scalp was numb, Lausanne II instantly stood up, his limbs fell to the ground, and his eyes were red.
【Blood!】
He screamed, jumped up with his hands and feet - or rather, his hands and claws, and rushed towards Katherine at an unimaginable speed!
"Do it!"
Katherine roared angrily, turned around and ran away, jumping onto another rooftop.
boom!
With a muffled sound, Lausanne II landed on the spot where she had originally landed. His sharp claws brought strong wind and passed over her heels, missing her by just a hair!
Bite her.
Bite her veins.
Let her hot blood spurt out.
Just at the neck, or the wrist too.
Just like what those beasts of the Loriroa family did.
Bite her.
But the next second, the four corners of the roof under Lausanne II suddenly trembled!
boom!
I saw a huge net rushing towards me, tightly trapping Lausanne II!
"Ahhhhh!"
Amidst the terrifying screams that are unworthy of human beings, Lausanne II was carried off the roof by the huge force and inertia of the net bag, and fell hard into an alley more than ten meters away!
pain.
thirsty.
Tear her apart.
scratch her.
Eat her!
"The murderer Xiao Xiao! He will be captured without restraint!"
In the alley, a well-dressed young man with a big sword on his back had a smug look on his face. He shouted loudly, trying to make his voice spread farther and let more people hear:
"I'm here in Konggeyou. If you don't give up in Mengxiang, please call me 'Hundred Steps Ranger'!"
He shouted loudly, but his movements were not slow at all. Konggeyou turned his backhand and several flying knives shot out.
"Stabilize the countryside and eliminate harm for the people!"
Lausanne II, who was lying in the net bag, blocked instinctively.
laugh!
The flying knife pierced the flesh and blood.
Silks of silver smoke evaporated from Lausanne II's body, making him wail in pain like a monster.
"Ahhhhh!"
No no no!
At that moment, under this terrible pain as if facing a natural enemy, his sanity returned a little.
what happened?
Oh, yes, I again...
Fell asleep.
Only this time...
Lausanne II reached out tremblingly, endured the severe pain, and pulled out a flying knife that caused bursts of silver smoke when it came into contact with his flesh and blood, making it difficult for him to move.
This time, his wound did not heal on its own as usual.
This is……
Silver-plated throwing knife?
silver?
Seeing the light smoke coming out and the bleeding wounds, Lausanne II's pupils trembled slightly.
"By the way, the net bag was exactly my idea!"
On the other side, Konggeyou didn't wait for Lausanne II, who was restrained by the silver sword, to react, before he pulled out the big sword from behind and stepped forward to attack!
"The traitor shall die!"
laugh!
The sword was blocked by Lausanne II with his bare hands, deflected away from his heart, and plunged deeply into his abdomen.
But perhaps because the cost was too high, this sword was not silver-plated.
Lausanne II, dripping with black blood, roared angrily and pulled out a silver-plated flying knife.
The only reason he had was able to maintain a balance between his desire for blood and the fear of severe pain, without slackening.
Damn it, damn it!
Get moving for me!
You damn vampire!
On the other side, Kong Geyou roared and drew out his sword, slashing down from above, pointing directly at the target's head!
"Wandering down the next hundred steps——"
Boom!
The next second, there was a muffled sound behind Kong Geyou, and the famous Baibu Ranger's vision went dark, his sword fell from his hand, and he fell to the ground.
In the unexpected gaze of Lausanne II, the person who knocked down Konggeyou was a handsome, luxuriously dressed male swordsman holding two thin swords on the left and right.
The hat on the head seems to have a few feathers stuck in it?
"I, LeVine Jabari, as a free sword dancer, choose the top eight."
Jabari showed a smile that could charm thousands of aunties, walked forward with cat steps, twisted his hips, and lamented to Konggeyou who fainted on the ground:
"As a swordsman with a sense of honor, I really don't want to do such a despicable act, but I have no choice but to help Boss Feisuo..."
The handsome swordsman shook his head in his heart:
He gave too much!
Before he finished speaking, Jabari's two thin swords drew wonderful and dazzling arcs, piercing deeply into Lausanne II's body with an unpredictable trajectory!
Woo!
Lying on the ground, Lausanne II, who had not yet pulled out the last silver sword, groaned in pain.
He could only hold the sword blade through the mesh bag to prevent them from getting close to the heart or even important blood vessels.
"Die, die, die soon, why aren't you dead yet..."
Jabari seemed to be quite nervous - especially since he had never encountered such an opponent before. He was severely wounded and faced the enemy with bare hands, but he was still able to open his sword inch by inch and stood up slowly, so he became more and more panicked.
"It's useless, the more you struggle, the more painful it will be! Boss Feisuo invited a lot of people tonight... Just die and let me get the reward!"
Lausanne II stood up with all his strength, and his eyes narrowed when he heard this.
Fissot.
He is the main drug lord of the Black Street Brotherhood and the lackey of "The Alpha Wolf" Lazenki Fisso.
I knew that the vicious drug dealer who was greedy for life and fearful of death never skimped on money for his bodyguards.
Say so, Fissot.
You had a share in it back then, right?
Sunlight?
However, Lausanne II soon realized that the two thin swords pierced into his body were both exquisitely crafted and contained a vicious blood tank, causing his black blood to drain at a considerable rate!
No.
Vampires also rely on blood to drive their bodies. If this continues...
Thinking of this, Lausanne II bit his tongue fiercely, and then spat out a mouthful of blood, hitting Jabari's face!
"Ah You--"
Jabari was caught off guard and closed his eyes subconsciously!
The next second, Luosang suddenly withdrew his hands, endured the severe pain, and allowed the two thin swords to pierce his chest forward!
Oops!
With his eyes closed, Jabari leaned forward and subconsciously let go of his hands to maintain balance.
Why doesn't this guy play by the rules?
What swordsman would fight like this...
When he recovered from the shock and opened his eyes full of blood, a leg in a net bag appeared in his field of vision.
boom!
Jabari screamed and rolled into the haystack in the distance.
Damn it.
When Fissot hired people, he probably didn't tell the truth to these lackeys who came here after hearing about the money. He just wanted them to be used as cannon fodder to consume him.
For example, "Go kill an extreme vampire."
Haha, that’s right, then who else dares to take this job?
What a pity, didn't Little Wolf, Black Sword, and his brothers teach you?
If you don't tell the truth, you have to pay the price.
Lausanne II covered the huge wound in his abdomen, gritted his teeth and pulled out the silver-plated flying knife that restricted his movement and prevented him from healing. He then took out the two thin swords that pierced his body, tremblingly cut open the net bag, and held on to the wall.
, fled into another alley.
I don’t know when it started, but in this residential complex, there were shadows of fire, and shouts of killing could be heard from everywhere.
"Where did it fall?"
"Here, I heard that idiot named Bai Bu yelling!"
"He can't escape, he's surrounded by people! He must be in this alley!"
"Don't rob me!"
"Be careful, even if you find a weakness, it's still a hard idea!"
"nonsense!"
"Find quickly!"
Lausanne II avoided the fire and moved forward tremblingly. After passing through two alleys, he finally fell to the ground again with serious injuries.
Damn it.
The beautiful idiot just said that Feisuo invited a lot of people...
come kill me?
Hey.
Lausanne II gasped and raised the corners of his mouth.
Then let them try——
【Blood.】
Lausanne II trembled all over!
No, no, no, not now...
The severe pain caused by the silver knife disappeared, and the desire for blood once again took over.
The commander-in-chief who defeated the foreign enemy was once again threatened by his own rebel soldiers.
[Hurry up, blood...]
No.
Lausanne II covered his head in pain, trying not to listen to the voices in his body.
And the scent of blood wafting everywhere in the streets and alleys - no, it's the smell of blood, blood!
Blood doesn’t smell good at all!
Lausanne II shed tears in despair.
[Blood... you can... live...]
No no no...
No, I can't lose my mind again...
【Only by living...can you...defeat...】
【Blood……】
At that moment, Lausanne II opened his eyes suddenly.
win.
Yes, win.
In order to survive...
In order to defeat...
He struggled to sit up and touched his wounds.
The silver knife pierced the body, the big sword broke the abdomen, the thin sword let out blood...
Now he is severely injured and needs to take supplements.
must……
【Blood……】
Lausanne II was stunned. He looked at a broken blood bottle on the ground in despair.
and a pool of blood around it.
The scene in front of him slowly blurred...
right.
Sweet.
The familiar taste flowed into his mouth.
tasty.
absorbed into his body.
Forget about sorrow!
It flows through his whole body, using, absorbing, activating, restoring...
Forget all the pain of the past!
forget!!!
At this moment, Lausanne II woke up!
His eyes narrowed, and then he realized that he was lying on the ground, licking the blood on the ground like a dog.
But that's not why he regained his sanity.
"Uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"
An unprecedented, heart-breaking pain hit him. Lausanne II was trembling all over and rolling back and forth on the ground!
"Do you really think we will prepare supplements for you as bait?"
Lausanne II turned his head in pain.
At the entrance of the alley, a neatly dressed female mercenary, bundled with equipment and holding a sword in her right hand, cautiously approached him.
"Every bottle of blood used to disturb you here is poisoned."
poison?
Lausanne II used all his strength to kneel up.
No.
"The secret poison that specifically defeats vampires."
The female mercenary sneered:
"Have a nice meal."
Before Lausanne II could react, the female mercenary's right hand flashed with sword light!
clang!
This time, Lausanne II was prepared. Regardless of his disgust for his body, he waved the hard and sharp claws of his right hand to block the sword!
Clang clang clang!
There were constant sounds of fighting. Under the influence of the secret poison, his movements were deformed and he could only block three attacks. He was hit by several swords before he used a clever sword-handling move to seize the opponent's sword.
But the moment he got the sword, Lausanne II realized something was wrong!
Sizzling...
Pain hit, Lausanne II's sharp claws that could withstand steel began to go numb.
Silver smoke emitted from his finger claws, and all the wounds on his body that had been opened by the sword began to fester and corrode!
Lausanne II's pupils were shocked. He quickly threw away his sword and staggered back with a groan.
This is……
He looked at the sword on the ground and the allergic blistering reaction on his hand, in disbelief.
This was carefully prayed by the temple priests...
A weapon specifically designed to defeat immortal species?
"Although the bounty is high, I am only here for you - the dirty, evil and disgusting vampire."
The female mercenary spoke coldly and drew an arc-shaped sickle from behind her.
"Robert Hobrup," she flicked the ponytail behind her, "comes from the famous Banta Town, a mercenary who honorably inherited her mother's business."
"It's a new generation..."
The female mercenary flashed and struck with a sickle!
"Eternal Life Hunter!"
Lausanne II ignored the poison and allergic reaction in his body and raised his hand to intercept!
But unexpectedly, Robert moved his left hand and a handful of fly ash was thrown out.
"Kyla's Glory!"
Cover your head and cover your face.
Lausanne II reacted and wiped off the dust on his goggles, feeling annoyed: a child's trick...
But he was wrong.
The moment the fly ash touched the skin, the familiar sharp pain came again!
"Ahhhhh!"
Lausanne II shivered and backed away.
Arms, chest, face...
Everywhere is burning!
No part of the body could move.
Oops.
This is……
Lausanne II looked at the fly ash in disbelief, shining with strange reflections in the moonlight.
This is not dust.
It's silver powder!
"Hartmann's perseverance!"
But the situation of the battle did not allow him to think too much. As Robert roared, a hook flew over and hooked his left arm tightly, making him unable to retreat!
Ahhh!
It’s silver again!
Lausanne II was shocked and angry, and reacted belatedly:
This is a professional -
Vampire hunter!
"Davro's bravery!"
The hook tightened, and Robert came closer. The semicircular scimitar like a sickle flashed in the moonlight, giving off a faint silver light!
Lausanne II could not avoid it and stared blankly.
Oops.
That knife...
That's not silver plating.
It is truly a rare alloy that uses limestone as the medium and a large amount of silver during casting.
Once it breaks into the head, heart, or even just the major blood vessels...
The blood ancestor is hard to save.
Lausanne II immediately realized that he was between life and death.
Vampires...can they go to the Hell River?
The distracting thoughts only lasted for a moment, and the experience of hundreds of battles made him turn sharply, not retreating but advancing, and his shoulder bumped into the opponent's knife-wielding hand!
boom!
Robert screamed in pain, and the blade almost passed Lausanne II's chest.
But she didn't hesitate and pulled out a pendant from her chest.
"Gulando's decisiveness!"
The pendant on her chest suddenly lit up with a dazzling fiery red light.
The light was extremely dazzling, dazzling, hot and bright, causing severe pain all over Lausanne II's body.
The muffled sound of metal clashing came from overhead.
The dying Lausanne II gently opened his eyes.
He was surprised to see a steel ax blocking his head, barely able to block the sickle-shaped scimitar that was cutting down.
how?
"Old Boo? Denver Boo?"
Robert was equally surprised. She turned back to look at the person who stopped her - the huge man behind her with a wild beard and a thick face:
"why is that?"
The giant man held up the iron rod, showed a simple and rough smile, and lowered his head a little.
Boom!
"nonsense."
The next second, Robert trembled all over and was knocked down hard by the giant man's headbutt. The alloy scimitar also fell to the ground.
"He belongs to me!"
The giant man showed a sly smile. He passed Robert and walked towards Lausanne II, who was lying on the ground in danger, holding a steel ax.
My bounty!
Lausanne II looked at the approaching giant man and wanted to struggle, but was unable to do so.
"etc!"
Robert retched several times:
"Half of the bounty will be given to you! Even if you take the big head, as long as you use my knife to chop off his..."
But the giant man turned around and kicked him!
Robert groaned and rolled over after being kicked.
"Paralysis, you have to divide it in half," the giant man cursed, and kicked him again, "Go to hell!"
Lausanne II lay on the ground, watching helplessly as Robert clutched his abdomen and cried out in pain.
"No, no," Robert was still making a last-ditch effort despite the excruciating pain, "Listen to me, this vampire is different, very dangerous, and must be used -"
But her words ended there.
The next moment, the giant man waved his arm!
laugh!
The alley was quiet.
Robert's eyes widened and he watched in disbelief as the huge ax blade slashed into his chest.
Blood splattered everywhere.
Lausanne II shuddered at the smell of blood.
【Blood.】
Having lost all ability to resist, he fell to the ground, eyes wide open, helpless and helpless as Robert was ripped open in the chest by the giant man's axe.
Poker face.
The giant man sighed and drew out the bloody ax blade without hesitation.
Robert twitched.
Her blood dyed the ground red.
"Old Bu, why, why, what..." As he lay dying, Robert vomited blood and spoke in pain.
"Mercenary? Didn't your mother teach you?"
The giant man snorted coldly and wiped the blood on his body in disgust.
"In our line of work, the most dangerous thing is not the target."
The big man who looked rough and honest showed a ferocious smile:
"We are colleagues."
Robert wanted to say something else, but she had no energy left.
The giant man turned around and looked at Lausanne II with disgust in his eyes.
"Damn it, just because you are such a turbulent killer, you will only reach the top eight, the top eight!"
The giant man stepped forward and kicked him!
Boom!
Lausanne II was kicked so hard that he trembled all over and rolled on the ground.
But he bit his cry of pain into his teeth.
He just stared at Robert across the alley with lifeless eyes.
At that moment, it seemed that his body also calmed down.
No more forcing him to suck blood.
The giant man sniffed.
Damn it, during the whole election, I was busy, pretending to be a ghost, fighting life and death, winning those who deserved to win, delaying those who deserved to lose, and those who deserved to lose were originally prepared to lose, and I still have to imitate the people from the North.
The ghost screams!
In the end, just because the lottery has not been completed and the champion has not been decided, the black-hearted bookmaker only gave him ten gold coins for hard work?
Ten gold coins!
tmb is sending beggars away!
Do you really think he's one of those stupid Yankees?
The giant man snorted coldly, came to Lausanne II, and raised the steel axe.
But luckily, this is the Emerald City.
The most indispensable thing is money.
"Your head is very valuable," the giant man said with a ferocious smile, "Vampire."
The reward offered by "The Alpha Wolf" to this guy is five hundred gold coins... It's a bit ridiculously high.
There must be something fishy.
After all, there are only 800 champions to choose from.
but……
The giant man tightened his arms, aimed at Lausanne II's head, and raised the steel axe.
"Remember, the name of the person who killed you is Denver, Denver Diawara."
Lausanne II sighed softly, stretched his neck, closed his eyes and waited for death.
"I'm a bounty hunter - for real."
Denver estimated the strength and thought: If his head is valuable...
Wait, don't vampires recover quickly?
If you cut off one of his heads, will another one grow back?
How long will it last? Is it exactly the same as the original one?
Thinking like this, Denver exerted great strength and slashed with the ax blade!
At this moment, Lausanne II lowered his head slightly.
Pass!
The ax blade was embedded deeply into the skull.
Lausanne II cried out in pain!
The ax blade lay across the side of his head, looking very scary.
Denver was stunned: Did the cut miss the mark?
He retracted his arm but failed to pull out the ax blade.
Damn...it's stuck.
The giant man picked up the ax unhappily and took Lausanne II's limp body with him, shaking him hard, trying to shake him off.
You have to hurry up, if others find out...
At the moment when the ax blade left the bone, Lausanne II suddenly opened his eyes!
His left hand hidden behind his back instantly reached out, and a sharp hook - the one Robert used to restrain him - stabbed hard into Denver's wrist!
"Fuck——"
Denver cried out in pain and backed away.
But then he was horrified to find that Lausanne II was clawing at his body with his claws, his eyes were blood red, and he was climbing up his neck with a scary wound on the back of his head!
Didn't his mother teach him?
Lausanne II stared at the giant man who was getting closer and closer to him, watching the arrogance in his eyes turn into shock, and then into fear.
Didn't his mother teach him: Isn't the human skull extremely strong?
Even an ax can't cut it open.
Lausanne II smiled.
That’s right, my mother didn’t teach me that either.
After all, this is what Black Sword taught him:
When beheading, you must behead accurately.
"No no no..."
Denver was extremely panicked and tried to pull him down with punches and kicks, but Lausanne II ignored him.
The vampire killer grabbed Denver's shoulders with a clever gesture and stared at his neck.
There was a strong pulse beating there.
【Blood.】
His food.
The source of his life.
Vampire hunters, they can poison the blood bottles in baits.
But you can't poison real human blood - the kind that still flows in your veins.
"Your mother, didn't she teach you?"
As Denver begged for mercy with increasing fear, Lausanne II pressed his neck against his neck and looked at Robert who was gradually no longer twitching on the ground with a calm expression.
Under the moonlight, the scarred vampire spoke softly every word:
"Don't, hit, woman."
Denver's breath froze at that moment.
The next second, Lausanne II threw away his remaining sanity, opened his sharp and cold fangs, and pounced on... without any hindrance or regret...
The source of his life.
Blood entrance.
Very good, a powerful super master.
The killer thought silently.
Sweet.
tasty.
Refreshing.
Hot.
energetic.
More.
In a daze, the restlessness in his body finally stopped.
More.
After receiving the reward, the soldiers no longer tried to rebel against the commander.
More more more…
While half asleep and half awake, Lausanne II felt that the wounds in his body were gradually repaired and his strength was rapidly restored.