Infinite time travel: I am a dragon

Chapter 195 The Queen Who Needs Lessons

"Get up!" A voice sounded from the opponent's camp, and just as Ao Mo was surprised, the owner of that voice had already come to her in an instant.

In fact, this moment was not an instant. In Ao Mo's eyes, the other party just arrived in front of her after a very fast teleportation.

As for how she saw it, the Abyss has not changed except for the appearance. People in the Abyss can say that reading space has a special affinity and can feel any form of interference to the space. And the magic teleportation happened to be this kind of interference, so Ao Mo saw it.

"It's amazing that there is a vampire who can resist the coercion of my blood, but... this vampire really doesn't have any manners." Still hold tight.

"Who are you, and why can you let my descendants express their surrender to you?" As soon as these words came out, Ao Mo felt a little funny for a moment.

"Sister, yours is indeed big enough, but your IQ is not as good as it looks, why don't you let me ask you a question, who is it that can make all blood races submit to you?" Ao Mo said these words He kept a smile on his face when he was talking, but this smile may be a little permeable.

"Also...do you know how rude you are?" Ao Mo said.

"I'll ask you one last time, who are you!" the other party asked, and then a blood-red scythe appeared in her hand.

"Hey, it's true that lack of manners is due to the lack of beep~teaching, it seems that beep~teaching is necessary." Ao Mo said to himself.

"Eye of True Sight, read the information!" Ao Mo said, and then it took a few milliseconds for him to remember that this was the land of the abyss, and there was no signal from Chuanlong.

"Uh...forget it, it's not important."

"Wait, if you want to fight with me, please register first."

"The Queen of the Blood Race, Demo Ayre Emoria, in response, shouldn't you also be named?" said the Blood Race named Emoria.

"Blood clan... um, let's say it's the first ancestor. It's called Aomo. I've forgotten its real name. It's too long." Aomo said and patted his head (he was wearing an abyss spirit armor outside) .

"Hmph, ancestor? Funny, as a descendant of the ancestor's direct bloodline, wouldn't I know that the ancestor of the blood clan is Demoeri Arlesin?" Emorya said.

"Besides, the brighter the eye color, the purer the bloodline. Your eye color is purple, not to mention that your eyes are dragon eyes. Even if not, your purple eye color has never appeared in the history of the vampire clan. You must be a A bloodline with impure blood may not even be a bloodline."

"Oh, is that so? Maybe it's been too long since I've understood the regulations on the division of bloodlines, why don't you tell me?" Aomo still kept a smile on his face when he said.

"Since you asked this question, let me tell you, the bloodline division of the blood clan..."

In fact, Aomo knows the bloodline classification of the vampire clan, but because the bloodline classification of the vampire clan is different in different dimensions, and according to what Emora just said, the method of dividing the bloodline of the vampire clan that she identified is not the same as what Aomo knows. Different, that's why she asked about the bloodline classification method of the Emora blood clan.

And according to what Amoria said, the way she identifies bloodlines is the pupil color of the eyes. Some low-level bloodlines often have orange pupils. Of course, some are golden, and the bloodlines that are a little purer are pale. Red, and the direct bloodline of blood ancestors like Amoria naturally have blood red pupils, and those of mixed blood have all kinds of pupils, but they don't have purple pupils like Aomo. That's why Amoria said that Ao Mo might not even be a vampire.

"Then, the last question, what kind of ancestor... in your impression?" Ao Mo still maintained that smiling expression.

"According to my mother's description, the ancestor of the blood clan actually looked like a loli. Although I don't believe it at all, it seems that the record is like this. She has a very special long silver hair. Although it is plain, no matter how you look at it, it looks... She is very beautiful, not inferior to those beautiful vampires, and she also has a pair of very beautiful bright red eyes."

"Oh, that's it." Ao Mo said, thinking: This is clearly what he looked like in the past. Speaking of which, he was clearly in the second dimension, how did the vampires on Blue Star know what he looked like? .

Then, when Ao Mo realized that his perfect thinking was crooked, Amoria suddenly launched an attack, and the huge red sickle almost whizzed past Ao Mo's face.

Unfortunately, the wind brought by the scythe instantly brought the beautiful silver hair on Ao Mo's back into her line of sight. Only then did she notice that the hair color of the other party was the same as that of the ancestor of the blood clan in the records. It is silver.

"Impossible, impossible." Amoria threw her thoughts out of her mind and continued to attack Aomo who kept dodging.

"How is your fighter, you're still absent-minded, why? Seeing my silver hair remind you of something almost impossible?"

Amoria didn't reply, but she was still absent-minded, and the attack in her hand stopped because of this.

"Why don't you let me tell you the answer?" Ao Mo said, his expression under the armor turned into a smile again.

Emily still didn't answer.

"Dress, lift!"

The Abyss Spirit Armor on Ao Mo slowly disappeared, revealing Ao Mo wearing a floral wedding dress, and Emora was also instantly surprised.

The petite lolita, the long silver hair, the unremarkable figure, the huge bat wings, and the sharp fangs, every aspect matched the image of the ancestor of the blood race that Emora remembered.

"If you think this is not enough..." Ao Mo said so, the original purple eyes slowly seeped blood-like bright red from the pupils.

Aomo's entire pupils were quickly soaked in bright red, and a pair of beautiful bright red blood pupils were perfectly displayed in front of Amoria who couldn't help trembling and knelt down on one knee

"Forgive Amoria for her rudeness, Your Majesty the Blood Ancestor." Amoria knelt and said, trembling uncontrollably.

"Don't call me Blood Ancestor from now on, to make me look old, call me Queen, no, it's my mother, do you understand?" Ao Mo scolded.

"Yes, Blood...Mother Mother."

"Okay, get up, I won't care about this matter with you this time, if I had just released the power of the bloodline with all my strength before, such a thing would not have happened, so it is actually my fault."

"Blood... Your Majesty is not wrong, it's just that Amoria didn't recognize it, it's Amoria's fault."

"Okay, don't worry about whose fault it is, the battle is not over yet..." Ao Mo said, turning his gaze to the battlefield below...

(To be continued)
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