Under the black screen, the blazing wall of fire looked hideous, with flames and darkness intertwined together. It seemed that only red and black were left in the world.
A figure slowly appeared in the sky. This figure was obviously attracted by the situation in Sarajevo, and he gradually approached.
This man's whole body was wrapped in a large black robe, and he was surprisingly Bismarck!
"Haha, interesting! Siege the city with fire... The guy who did such a thing is really creative." Bismarck murmured to himself with the corners of his mouth raised slightly.
Bismarck was observing from the air, and soon he discovered the war puppet that rushed out of Sarajevo and entered the vampire camp, as well as the entire battle process, and how Patton was injured.
"Ha! This guy is really a fool. What a fool." Bismarck watched from a distance in the sky, but he did not take any action.
Under the shady curtain, inside the vampire camp...
Barton lay on the ground and howled in pain. The full force of the thunder hit his chest directly. The huge energy impact instantly collapsed Barton's chest. The flesh and blood protecting the internal organs in front of the chest and abdomen seemed to be directly hit.
It was torn off, and a lot of flesh and blood was burnt black by this energy, emitting black smoke. The ribs were almost completely shattered, and the internal organs were also seriously injured, especially the most important heart of the blood clan, which was broken! There was a scene at the scene.
The blood on the ground was shocking to see.
"Master Marquis!?" The baron who had been following Barton ran over in a panic. His body was trembling, his expression was horrified and at a loss. Is Barton going to become the shortest-lived marquis in the history of the vampires?
"Blood... blood essence..." Barton said weakly and with anger. He resisted the urge to pass out and used his last strength to raise a finger and pointed at the blood furnace.
"Hurry...I...I'm about to die..." After saying this, Barton, who had exhausted all his strength, fainted.
"Quick! Hurry up and get the blood essence for Lord Marquis! The blood essence is refined in the blood furnace! Get it all for me! Hurry!" The baron immediately shouted to the surrounding blood knights.
At this moment, Barton must not die. If he dies like this, then their mission will be considered a complete failure. With Her Royal Highness Queen Catherine's temper, Barton will just die, and they will be left with nothing.
This group of people will either collectively choose to commit suicide or flee to the end of the world. Otherwise, after returning to the clan, they may only be tortured by various criminal laws until the end of their lives...
The baron was so anxious that he was sweating all over, thinking of the horrific blood torture, daily torture, and beheading... The baron quickly shook his head, trying not to think too much, otherwise he would be tortured by his own imagination.
Scared to death...
After a while, several fast running blood knights hurried over holding the refined blood gems.
There were seven Essence and Blood Gems in total, varying in size. The Baron couldn't care less, so he picked the largest Essence and Blood Gem and stuffed it into Barton's injured chest. As soon as the Essence and Blood Gem came into contact with Barton's flesh and blood, it slowly integrated into it.
Go in and repair Barton's injured body.
After a few hours passed, the erosion on Barton's chest finally improved.
While the Baron breathed a sigh of relief, another drop of cold sweat flowed from his forehead. He had only recovered a little. It seemed that he was repairing his internal organs and bones, which showed how serious Barton's injury was!
One piece is not enough, just two! Another few hours passed...
Three yuan, four yuan...
Barton's body was like a bottomless pit, swallowing up all the results of their actions, but still did not wake up. The baron was sweating coldly, hesitating whether to continue investing blood.
After a few more hours, Barton finally woke up!
"Damn it! Beast!..." Barton stood up with great difficulty, glanced at the two remaining small blood essence gems on the ground, grabbed one in each hand, and swallowed it in one gulp, almost like a wolf.
Inside.
"Lord Marquis!?..." The baron was frightened, but he did not dare to dissuade him.
"Why are you panicking!?" Barton yelled angrily.
Barton was extremely angry at this moment, and no words could describe his furious mood at this moment. He was so proud that he was actually injured by a human like an ant! And it was such a serious injury! At this moment, Barton knew very well that now
His vitality and blood are severely depleted. If he cannot find a large amount of blood essence for him to absorb as soon as possible, he has just been promoted and his realm is not stable. If the serious injury lasts for a long time, then he will never be able to make any further progress in his life! This is comparable to
Even killing him would make it even more difficult for him to accept! Thinking of this, Barton desperately and furiously wanted to set the whole world on fire!
But what’s more serious is the situation at hand! After Barton consumed all the blood essence gems, except for the ten-year essence blood gems turned in more than half a month ago, this trip is equivalent to getting nothing! Moreover, the person who just had the power of thunder
In a chaotic battle, he even lost two to three hundred blood knights! Coupled with his promotion to marquis, could Queen Catherine not guess what she had done?
Not only was he unable to complete the mission, but the army he led also suffered losses, and he even used the essence and blood without authorization...
The more Barton thought about it, the colder his heart became, and finally his scalp started to feel numb. Queen Catherine could probably kill herself seven or eight times, or use various criminal methods of the Rose Clan.
I'll torture myself for six to seven hundred years...
"Ahhhh!!!" Barton was almost going crazy with anger and despair! He grabbed his hair and roared loudly.
"Lord Marquis!...Calm down first..." The baron hurried up to comfort him, his tone was very panic. In fact, not only him, but everyone is uneasy and scared now. The reputation and methods of the Queen of Fear
, no one knows it, no one knows it. Everyone is not a fool, and they are very clear about the current situation. At this moment, everyone’s hope is that Marquis Barton can turn the tide and lead them to obtain enough blood essence to make up for the sin. Otherwise,
They had no choice but to commit suicide collectively.
Suddenly, a cavalryman galloped over and stopped in front of Barton. The man shouted loudly: "Lord Earl Barton, what's going on? How did you get so far into Sarajevo?"
The visitor did not know that Barton had been promoted to Marquis.
"I could only travel at night, and it was not easy to find you." The blood knight said very respectfully: "Her Royal Highness the Queen is asking about the progress of collecting blood essence, and urging the handover of the blood essence that has been collected." This blood knight obviously said
It was the second round of messengers sent by Queen Catherine.
For a moment, everyone was silent, no one dared to speak...
Barton said nothing, his steel teeth almost shattered, and his fists were clenched tightly. His eyes were bloodshot, and the veins on his temples were twitching.
"Lord Earl Barton?..." the blood knight asked again.
There was a bang! A raging flame instantly swallowed up the blood knight!
"Ahhhh!!!" The blood knight was covered in fire and fell from his horse to the ground. He rolled in pain and screamed repeatedly.
"Explode!" Barton clenched his fist, and the flaming blood knight was instantly blown to pieces, with flesh and blood flying everywhere!
"Ah!? Lord Marquis!?..." When the baron saw this scene, he was so frightened that he sifted through chaff and trembled.