NPCs are my food reserves

The arrival of this voice shocked Anthony and Chris, but the two of them immediately calmed down.

The vampire looked towards the door. The tall and mighty figure was wearing a hat that covered half of his face, so he couldn't see his face clearly.

But the familiar dark and decaying smell in the air made the vampire stunned, and muttered in his heart: "Oh, it turned out to be the prince. It's really amazing."

The prince is among the blood clan, and his position is comparable to that of the blood emperor.

Although there is only one class apart, the gully in it is as insurmountable as a moat.

No one knows where and why this prince came from.

But everyone can see that the prince's approach is menacing and the visitor is not kind.

He is like a majestic elder. When he looked at Anthony and Chris, he seemed to be looking at two mischievous juniors, and his tone was very serious: "Oh, what kind of blood emperor are you?"

The Prince stepped in, into the crowd.Like a tall lion walking into a flock of sheep, those humming humans immediately quieted down.Their awe and fear of the strong engraved in their bones made them shut their mouths tightly when they saw this single-handed man.

The lion, which aroused the fear and uneasiness of the crowd, looked at Anthony and Chris at this time, as if waiting for a paw to pat their water-soaked brains at any time.

Except for the quiet crowd.Chris and Anthony are also very afraid, obviously they have an indelible shadow on the comer.

But after a moment of silence, they realized that things were not what they used to be, they had changed from ugly ducklings to white swans, so they straightened their backs and said forcefully and loudly: "Presumptuous."

The vampire and Mo Wang who didn't know how they forcibly promoted their status as earls to the blood emperor watched silently.And the vampire looked at them as if he was looking at two rough and inferior fakes, and his face was full of displeasure.

In a bloodline-inherited, bloodline-noble race like the bloodlines, what distinguishes you is not your character, the three views, or your wealth, but your innate bloodline, whether weak or strong, determines everything at birth.

This is the blood race.

But now, there are two low-level bloodlines who have obtained the most powerful bloodlines by relying on secret techniques, just like the ugly duckling painted itself with a layer of white paint.

And this ugly duckling, painted with white paint, seems to really feel like a swan.

Anthony stood at the door, feeling the familiar blood in his body, and a strange but powerful force gradually surged up, and he was overjoyed. Is this the power of the blood emperor? It is really powerful.His mind moved, and the overwhelming coercion gushing out of his blood rushed towards the blood watching the fire.

Those dukes and barons, with pale faces, felt the frightening pressure, tremblingly: "It's the blood emperor."

They fell together, and their souls also felt the extremely terrifying breath, but they always felt that something was wrong. Several blood races looked at each other reluctantly, as if they were resisting something.

However, under the coercion of the blood emperor, no blood clan can raise their heads.

Except for the vampire who sneered coldly.

Oh, there are bugs too.

Mo Wang looked at the vampire and snorted coldly, and at the same time looked at Anthony over there proudly.

His gaze involuntarily focused on the scarlet eyes of the vampire. Those eyes were deeper than rubies but full of life like the flow of blood, but now they were full of disgust, as if he saw something that made him want to slash down something.Mo Wang followed the vampire's line of sight, and found that it was the two impostors who were trying to use coercion to make the prince bow his head.

Mo Wang stretched out his paw and patted the vampire: "You seem to hate them."

The vampire snorted inexplicably.

"It's just two trash."

Anthony tried to use his newborn blood to make the prince bow his head, but the prince still stood firmly in the crowd like a chicken out of the crowd, and seemed not at all uncomfortable, but if you look carefully, you will find that the prince's jaw is tight.

The bloodline's eyesight is very good, Anthony easily found the prince's tight jaw, he laughed and said: "Hahaha, it seems that our fearless prince can't resist the deterrence from the bloodline."

After Anthony laughed out loud, he snorted when he saw the obtrusive hat on the prince's head, and waved his hand: "My good prince, I have worn the hat for so many years, let the top of my head breathe, otherwise What can I do if I get lice?"

A gust of wind blew from Anthony's hand, and the prince's hat fell off.

The prince stopped him intentionally, but he could only watch the hat fall to the ground, and the light shone on his face.

Anthony saw the ugly vertical and horizontal scars on the prince's face, and grinned: "Oh, I said why the prince always wears a hat. It turns out that he is so ugly that he can't see people."

The prince turned cold when he heard Anthony's undisguised ridicule.

The coercion belonging to the prince also burst out from him.

The rest of the vampires trembled even more when they felt the coercion: Asi, can this coercion be superimposed? !

When they were still struggling to survive under the increasing coercion of Anthony and the prince, a majestic and sudden coercion smashed them directly to the ground.

Blood Race: Fuck!

This coercive momentum seems to be crushing towards them with a mighty army. It is the coercion of the king of the eagle on the mountain and the grassland looking down on the world. It is an irresistible and irresistible momentum. They are the subjects of the people, they can only prostrate on the ground willingly, and give everything.

This is—the Blood Emperor.

This is the real blood emperor.

The prince opened his eyes wide and looked towards the source of this coercive outbreak.

But a cry of joy was heard.

"uncle!"

作者有话要说：感谢在2020-07-0523:08:07~2020-07-1123:55:55期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the mine: one thousand and one you;

Thanks to the little angels who irrigate the nutrient solution: forget-me-not, the thousand and first you 10 bottles; XY2 bottles;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!