[Blood] Shura's Castle

, even used up his spiritual power.As Leng Xing said, she can no longer see that she is a fool.In fact, she had felt that something was wrong a long time ago, and the last thing just confirmed her thoughts, so she was not shocked at all.She was injured by the Duke's escape, but the article also mentioned that if the Duke made up a name, it would not be so easy for Leng Xing to find out early, because those details would be left behind by the busy medical students (she As long as there is no doubt, she will definitely not continue to reason. As mentioned in the previous chapter of Zhuanlun, although Leng Xing has high insight and cares about every detail, her greatest essence is laziness. If she does not doubt, she must not bother to think carefully).

Part2 conspiracy to assassinate and provoke follow-up

The vampire was able to meet the medical student, probably thanks to this attack, otherwise it would be difficult for them to meet each other.The assassination itself is a pit, but there are even bigger pits behind it.Being attacked twice in one day, the mastermind must have hated the duke to death, otherwise how could he be so deliberate and plotted to kill her, but the duke has great skills and luck at the critical moment, so he survived the catastrophe survived.The first time he escaped from a top killer who could kill even a prince, and the second time he escaped from a pure blood prince who was two levels higher than himself. Bar?

Although the next chapter of The Man in the Mirror says that the Duke is pure-blooded, otherwise it would be impossible to fight the Prince, but Auston is also pure-blooded, and there is no reason that the Duke can defeat him.It's really strange why no one told me, whether they didn't see it or felt too idiotic to complain... But, this is not a bug, but another conspiracy, a conspiracy about love.

The first assassination was carried out by the so-called "Hydra Cole", but it was actually a mystery.When the truth of this matter begins to be revealed, that is, when this article ends, here is a preview.Please turn your attention to the second assassination, which is the beginning of the whole conspiracy of this article.

The assassination at night didn't take long. After several battles, Prince Auston, the heavyweight of the Le Senbai family, was completely defeated and disappeared directly into the Duke's magic circle.At this time, the supernatural power of the two was also revealed - homology, nothing more than the Duke is the blood, and Oston is the spiritual weapon.This ability will trigger the ultimate black hole in the background of the Duke's life experience in the second part, please wait and see.However, Auston's disappearance is not the end of the matter.He put a forbidden spell on the Duke, the effect was to cause a large loss of spiritual power (that is, to absorb the spiritual power of the cursed person crazily), so that the Duke's spiritual power flowed frequently and abnormally, and even triggered a series of conjectures by the Duke, who is good at reasoning Children, please make a bold guess!

However, one wave after another, the Duke has not yet recovered from the assassination, and Prince McKee of the Le Senbai family came to provoke again.What is unbelievable is that Auston, who was clearly the murderer, became a victim at this moment; and the Duke was being questioned about the truth about Auston's disappearance even though he was assassinated.Fortunately, the Duke was prepared. After some words, McGee didn't get anything cheap. The Duke was so angry that he was furious, and she even made a fool of her.From this, it can be seen that the duke's scheming is deep.

Later, the shady scene of the attack was revealed, and the perpetrator was exposed, and it was Prince McKee who questioned him.It turned out that he had harbored evil intentions and had been devoting himself to the death of the Duke, and this time there was actually an engagement between him and the Duke.Fortunately, a mysterious man in black disrupted the situation, and McGee disappeared, but another shady scene followed - who is the mysterious man in black?Just because of the appearance of the man in black, the Duke became suspicious of Proseus and thus discovered many truths about himself. This is the highlight of the second volume and will not be revealed for now.

The fact that Prince McGee ran to make things difficult for the Duke was actually one of the reasons why he planned the attack (it can be said to be an assassination). When the plan failed and Auston disappeared, he just took advantage of this to take the Duke into his army. But His Royal Highness Qiangwei is even more difficult to provoke. He failed to become a general, but was humiliated by her questioning. Sure enough, His Highness is a typical high-IQ compound talent!

Part3 Duke's Ring

Enough about the conspiracy line, here are some emotional dramas interspersed.The Duke's identity was exposed, and after some explanations, the two returned to contact. In order to prevent Leng Xing from being attacked by vampires, the Duke gave Leng Xing a ring, which can cover up Leng Xing's human aura.However, the purpose of giving Leng Xing the ring is of course not just the reasons the Duke said, although the reasons are all true - to prevent trouble for himself, and to protect Leng Xing.It's just that she didn't lie, she just didn't say the whole thing, it's the same as explaining why Leng Xing is being targeted by vampires over and over again. Could it be that the blood of medical students is so delicious that vampires dare to challenge him? For the duke at the top of the social ability pyramid of the blood clan? (You must know that medical students are protected by someone, and Alice is. For details, see Leng Xing's Stomach Pain and Received Unknown Takeaway, which is another foreshadowing)

"Prevent Trouble" refers to the Duke's principle of "avoiding trouble if you can, avoiding entanglement if you can..." in the chapter of Undercurrent, because she has had too many troubles since she was a child. I will come to her, including conspiracy, including war... Otherwise, in the third chapter of Snow and Blood, why is she not happy at all after winning the battle, and looks bored.It's really not her pretentiousness, she is really bored.

Needless to say, the reason for protecting Leng Xing, because of liking, this foreshadowing has been there from the beginning, not just Leng Xing saved her life.From the frenzied sprint to assassinate the Duke at night, to the use of spiritual power when Leng Xing was attacked, the Duke spent a lot of thought to protect Leng Xing, and tried his best to restrain himself in order not to put her in danger.Also, it is worth mentioning that at the end of the first chapter, the Duke was stunned by the ribbon falling from the cold star, and thus received a heavy blow from Auston (that is, the forbidden spell). In fact, the ribbon It is a very important gift~ guess it to your heart's content~

Dear readers, don't ignore the first sentence of each chapter, this sentence is very useful for the interpretation of the essence of this chapter.

The chapter on the ring said that the wedding ring is worn on the ring finger because the ring finger is connected to the heart.In the original summary of the chapter in the ring, there is a sentence "Duke, you really didn't take the ring to propose marriage?" , and even made a kneeling pose, which seemed to be teasing, but it was clearly her true inner thoughts, otherwise she wouldn't have changed the subject.In it, I wrote a sentence like "After all, what she gave was nothing but a ring." The ring has a special meaning. The Duke has an emotional cleanliness, so how could he just give the ring to someone else? (corresponding to the paragraph about the description of the Duke's emotional tendency in the engraved next chapter)

In addition, there are problems. Leng Xing's character has also been specifically written. "Non-intervention" is one of her main principles (of course, it is useless to understand her lazy nature and know how to interfere. The pragmatism of not doing useless work In the same line), but it is very strange that she actually asked the question twice about "the ring has been worn by three people, but there are only two shapes", which is not in line with her usual style (for example, when I saw that the Duke didn't want to say it in the cake shop before, he pretended I was fooled, the same is called "Duke" in the hospital, the Duke peeked at her and she found out but she didn't point it out, Leng Xing is not a person who likes to chase and beat her hard), but the Duke was fooled the first time, and the second time did not see her. If you can't be fooled, you have to think about it, and the result leads to a huge conspiracy about "memory being modified".

About this question... You can guess, if there are clues ahead, you can see them if you look carefully. The clues are in Chapter [-] of Undercurrent and the Man in the Mirror respectively. The shape of the ring is dragon and rose, and the meaning of rose should be different. Got it, what about the dragon?Marcus can't suffer in vain!

Leng Xing's question will be answered in the second volume~ But... let's reason it out, it's not interesting to just watch me reveal the secret.

The author has something to say: Dear readers, do you understand?The secret part is temporarily written here, because if you write some more, it will be a spoiler. If everyone has an idea to actively leave a message, otherwise the author is just planting mines here, and it will be boring to bury and dig by yourself...

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The following is the author's complaint:

Tennis teacher, can you die if you let us go?It is said that the last thing I want to take now is tennis class. I have never hoped that the physical education class will end sooner!It's like a broken foot, numb hands, and it hurts to watch the ball fly around!If there are any sequelae, I will definitely beat her into an idiot with a tennis racket, even if there is a crime of intentional injury. [The original words of the Duke, see Chapter No.16 "Wheel"]

To be honest, the reason why medical students are so busy is clearly a reflection of the author!Running back and forth between the two campuses is the author's own history of blood and tears!There are more history of blood and tears that have not been mentioned at all, and will be written later...

Chapter 27 The Dragon and the Scepter (Part [-])

It was the deepest love and sin sealed deep in memory.

—Prince Apollo

(Note: This chapter is the self-narration of Prince Apollo No.1.)

When I was just born—

"Congratulations, Your Royal Highness, your son is truly a talent."

"Congratulations, Your Royal Highness, your son has such great power!"

"This child is actually more powerful in the sun! Just like the ancestor in the history books!"

After I entered my teenage years—

"This kid is a genius!"

"I have never seen anyone who can appreciate the essence of the magic circle so quickly!"

"His Royal Highness Apollo is the strongest!"

After I came of age--

"His Royal Highness Apollo, you are truly an excellent heir of the Innis clan."

"Your Highness Apollo, we are only loyal to you."

"His Royal Highness Apollo is really amazing, he entered the Presbyterian Church at such a young age~"

Since I was a child, I have been surrounded by all kinds of compliments, and the praise has never stopped, as if I am really like the radiant god, the sun god in Greek mythology——Apollo.

I am Apollo Innis Vanjo, the pure-blooded prince of the Vanjo family, the fourth generation of the blood family, the most powerful and honorable prince of the Vanjoy blood family besides the previous third-generation blood family and the thirteen blood family members.

Although the blood hosts established the thirteen clans to conduct their own affairs, not all the clans are in the same line.Our lineage has four generations of pure blood. We have never intermarried with humans, so our strength is unparalleled. Standing at the top of the pyramid in the blood family society, we are the king of the Vanjo family.

The blood clan society is strictly hierarchical, with disparity in status. Because blood is power, and power rules everything, the top ruling class is the most powerful pure-blood clan Level A. The number is extremely rare, and ours is one of the few pure-blood clans .Next is the noble blood family Level B who has obtained the title of nobleman after a long period of practice. Most of them are from the sixth to ninth generation. There is human blood (although the human beings after the first embrace are not as powerful as the mixed blood, their blood is all the blood of the mixed blood, while the mixed blood is not), so they are discriminated against in the blood clan society, and almost all the blood clans reject the mixed blood.

Next is the general blood clan Level C. They are similar to Level B, but their algebra is not as advanced as that of the nobles. Therefore, the blood of the ancestors in the body is thinner than that of the nobles, and their strength is not strong enough, so they are the middle class of the blood clan.

Occupying most of the blood clan society is LevelD, the human blood clan, which was first embraced by humans, but because the algebra is relatively late, the blood of the ancestors is thinner, so many of them are gradually dying out, becoming the last of the blood clan society At the bottom, the extinct vampire Level E lost his mind and attacked his compatriots and humans at will.

My name comes from Apollo, the sun god in Greek mythology, perhaps because I am not only not afraid of the sun, but also more powerful when the sun shines.Although the pure-bloods are not afraid of the sun, the aristocratic bloods are only physically tired after staying in the sun for a long time, and their mobility is reduced, but there are no bloods like me who are more powerful when they are accompanied by the sun.Throughout the ages, except for the ancestor who was so powerful that he could stop time in the history books, no blood race could be so favored, so I became an outlier among the blood race with the name of the sun god.They think I'm weird, but they are also very afraid of me. It should be said that awe is more appropriate.

As time went by, this situation became more and more obvious. The partners who grew up with me before did not dare to look into my eyes, but bowed to me; countless blood races looked at me with envy or even jealousy , as if I was really the powerful and fearsome luminous body in the sky; people in the family praised me for being young and promising, and people in the Presbyterian Church actively wooed me, because many of them privately said that I was a member of the new force representative; there are also countless people from other clans who admire me very much.

And yet—I feel deeply alone.

It's like a statue enshrined on an altar. People worship, pray, make wishes and kneel to it, but people dare not approach it, as if the wood is really high and has an incomparably noble status.

My parents are pure blood purists. In their view, the mixed blood race is scum, and the blood race embraced by human beings is our shame, and it is a stain on the noble blood of our ancestors.They always believed in the unchanging pure-blood nobility theory of blood clan society, and spared no effort to show others that there was no need for the existence of non-pure blood clans.

Therefore, they didn't take my troubles to heart. On the contrary, they said: "Apollo, you were born noble, and this is the glory of pure blood."

I don't think it has anything to do with glory, I just feel more and more lonely day by day, and later, I become more and more silent, often venting crazily and destroying everywhere with spiritual power in inexplicably inaccessible wastelands or oceans, because only In this way, I feel my existence.

Only when I am destroyed can I feel that I am living in this world and I can control something.

Loneliness makes me feel that time has stopped, as if I have died.

My parents, who didn't know anything about it, still held up the "Long live pure blood" banner, as if it was a wonderful thing.

However, the Millennium Jihad has been going on, even if they oppose it, they have to succumb to the trend of society-someone has to fight, if it is not those human blood races, then it can only be us.

And the purebloods who are the ruling class will naturally not fight each other desperately. What they do is nothing more than throwing countless lower-status bloods into the battlefield like cannon fodder, just to compete for population, land, and blood.

They firmly believe that absorbing more and more powerful blood will give them supreme power.

The flames of war spread everywhere and never stopped. No matter when and where, it is a tragic scene of killing.All blood races, whether strong or weak, live in fear.Weak blood clans are naturally afraid of becoming a victim of the struggle of the ruling class, while powerful blood clans are afraid that one day they will fall to the ground and their blood full of strength will become the nourishment of others.

It was in such a chaotic environment that I was born, then gradually grew up, learned countless powerful magic circles, became a prince, until I became a highly anticipated existence.

I learned to disguise myself, using perfect appearance and etiquette to cover up my inner loneliness and longing, as if I lacked nothing, as if my life could not be more satisfactory.

Yet my heart is empty.

Until I met that woman, she didn't have unusually strong strength, and she wasn't considered a peerless appearance, but she was able to see through other people's minds.

I was wandering around in the human world bored, and those meetings and political struggles were like buzzing flies, which bored me.I sat in front of a shop on the street in a human city, not caring about getting my expensive clothes dirty on the dusty floor.

She squatted down with a smile, and met my blue eyes: "Stranger, you have a perfect appearance, but your heart is empty."

At that time, I thought she was a human woman attracted by my appearance.Although I am not a staunch supporter of the "Pure Blood Viva" theory, I was more or less affected by it, so I waved my hand in disgust: "Go away, I don't know you."

"I'm also a vampire." She said lightly, her eyes shining brightly, "I like wandering in the human world, and I often see all kinds of vampires, but I've never seen anything like you."

I was shocked and didn't try to drive her away again.

She didn't say what I was, but that's how I met Daphne one dark afternoon.

On the street at night, there is only the light of oil lamps, which is not bright, but very warm. Daphne and I sat quietly by the street, without saying a word, but at this moment my heart is full.

We quietly watched the stars in the sky, the jumping lights, the passing carriage...

At dawn, we looked at the dawn together. The white sky seemed to be sprinkled with a layer of shiny gold powder. The sun rose slowly from the horizon, and the golden-red sun shone on us.

"What a beautiful sun..." Daphne exclaimed, "I think maybe I'm a different kind, and I actually like the sun."

Strigoi have always been nocturnal, and the daytime is a nightmare for most Strigoi.

Daphne, like me, is a pure-blood and is not afraid of the sun, so she often sits alone in the countryside, on the top of the mountain, by the sea, or on the street of the city—watching the sun rise.

She said, I love the sun the most. It is an unattainable warmth, but I still can't help but pursue it.

I told her my name is Apollo.

"The sun god in Greek mythology!" Her tone was full of surprise and admiration.

I nodded, happy with my name for the first time.Because of this name and the power it symbolizes, I was very lonely when I was young. Other blood races always looked at me with fear and awe, and dared not speak to me, or even... dare not approach me.

"Then you must be like the sun god, spreading warmth to the earth." Her smile was full of childishness, and after a long silence, I nodded.

How can a person like me who is lonely and closed and can only feel his own existence in the midst of destruction give warmth to others?

Later, I often sat with Daphne and watched the sunrise in different places, just like what she did before, in the countryside, on the top of the mountain, by the sea, and on the streets of the city.I began to want to appreciate the scenery she likes, feel what she feels, and experience what she has experienced, as if I can participate in the time of her life that I have not set foot in the past, and looking at the sunrise-is one of them.

I will also use my self-created magic circle to create light and shadow in the sun, as if her eyes containing all the vivid colors in the world make her happy, because the stronger the sun's light, the stronger my spiritual power.

I think, maybe I fell in love with her, because only when I am with her, my heart feels peaceful, and other times... I have to face the entanglement and plotting and fighting between different forces, I sincerely Tired, but as the heir to the family, this is a fate I cannot escape.

Until one day, I confessed my love to Daphne in the morning sun.

Her emerald green eyes stared straight at me for a long time, and finally she said slowly, "Apollo, have you read Greek mythology?"

I shake my head.I'm not interested in human things, including their gods, after all I grew up in a pure-blood homage family, and even the meaning of my name was told to me by my half-brother.

"A story in Greek mythology is very interesting." Daphne looked at the rising sun with a sad smile. At this time, it had already bloomed with golden light and sprinkled on us.

"Ok?"

"A story about Apollo, the sun god, and a girl. Because that girl happened to have the same name as mine, she was named Daphne." She smiled again, with a small dimple on her cheek, but her eyes were indescribable. sad.

The frenzy in my eyes cooled down a lot in an instant, and I felt sorry for her.It was as if something was stuck in his throat.

The author has something to say: Please forgive me for talking about history instead of emotional scenes. I guarantee that after [Dragon and the Wand], there will be emotional scenes between vampires and medical students.The main reason is that if some things are not mentioned, the following plot will not be explained at all, and it will appear very abrupt.

Then, please bear with me, the author, thank you~

Chapter 28 The Dragon and the Scepter (Medium)

(Note: This chapter is the self-narration of Prince Apollo No.1.)

"There are many gods in Greek mythology, among them there is a little God of love, and his name is Cupid." Daphne began to tell, her voice was very beautiful, like gurgling water, and it made my heart ache during the countless moments we spent. My heart is at peace again.

"Once, Apollo saw Cupid, the little god of love, playing with a bow and arrow. He warned Cupid unceremoniously: 'Hey! Bows and arrows are very dangerous things, children should not play with them casually.'

"It turns out that Cupid, the little Cupid, has two very special arrows. Anyone who is shot by the sharp arrow made of gold by him will immediately ignite the passion of love in the heart; if the other arrow is blunt made of lead. The person who is shot by the arrow will hate love very much. Cupid was very dissatisfied when Apollo said this. He took advantage of Apollo's inattention and shot the arrow of love at Apollo with a "swish". The flame of love immediately ignited in Luo's heart. Just at this time, a beautiful girl named Daphne came. The naughty Cupid shot the blunt lead arrow at Daphne, and Daphne became very angry immediately after being shot. Hate love.

"However, Apollo, who was shot by the arrow of love at this time, had fallen in love with Daphne deeply, so he immediately expressed his love to Daphne. But Daphne was very unhappy and said: 'Go away! I hate love. ! Stay away from me!' Said, galloping away into the valley like an antelope."

I couldn't help grinning, it seems that children can't be underestimated.

Daphne didn't smile, but I clearly saw a bright smile in her green eyes.She is actually not stunning, just like my first impression of her, but her facial features are soft and soft, which makes me feel very comfortable, especially her eyes, which are like Smaragdos (emeralds).

However, in an instant, another wave of melancholy enveloped her eyes.

"But Apollo was not discouraged in his pursuit of Daphne. He held a harp and played beautiful tunes. No matter who heard the sound of Apollo's piano, he could not help but walk up to him and listen to his performance. Hiding in the mountains Daphne also heard the beautiful sound of the piano, and was intoxicated unconsciously.

"'Where did such a moving piano sound come from? I want to see who is playing it.' As she said, Daphne, who had already been fascinated by the piano sound, came out and looked for Apollo. She hid behind a big rock Apollo playing the harp immediately jumped out and stepped forward to hug Daphne. Daphne ran away when she saw Apollo. Apollo chased after him and shouted: "I am not your enemy, nor am I A ferocious beast, not to mention an unreasonable brat, why are you avoiding me?’ Even though Apollo kept shouting to Daphne from behind, Daphne still pretended not to hear her and continued to run forward.”

I'm about to sigh, for the poor sun god with my namesake.Is this what it takes to express affection to someone you love?

"However, no matter how fast Daphne ran, she couldn't outrun Apollo. After running for a long time, Daphne was exhausted and out of breath. Finally, she fell to the ground, and saw that Apollo was about to catch up. Daphne shouted anxiously: "Help! Help!"

"At this time, the river god heard Daphne's cry for help, and immediately turned her into a laurel tree with divine power. Daphne's hair turned into leaves, her wrists into branches, her legs into trunks, and her two legs turned into branches. The only foot and toe turned into a tree root, deeply stuck in the soil. Apollo was very remorseful when he saw it. He hugged the laurel tree and wept sadly, but the laurel tree kept shaking.

"Although Daphne has become a laurel tree, Apollo still loves her. Apollo stared at the laurel tree and said infatuatedly:'Although you have not been able to become my wife, I will love you forever. I want to use you my laurel wreath, your wood for my harp, and your flowers for my bow. At the same time, I will give you eternal youth and never grow old.' Daphne, who became a laurel tree, listened, Being touched, he nodded again and again to express his gratitude.

"Perhaps blessed by Apollo, the laurel tree is evergreen and a beloved plant."

She finished, but I was still immersed in the story, dazed.

She sat quietly on the wooden chair by the street, without saying a word, and kept playing with her long silver hair with her slender fingers.

"But what does this have to do with you and me? It's just people with the same name as us, not us."

Although I already had some kind of ominous premonition, and the dark clouds kept rolling in my heart, I still insisted that I hope she will not show such a heartbreaking smile again.I'd rather she didn't smile, even if she stared at me angrily.

"Don't you understand, Apollo? The encounter between Daphne and Apollo is destined to have no results!"

She bit her lip, crossed her arms, and trembled.

"Although you did not become my wife, I will love you forever. I will make my laurel wreath from your branches, my harp from your wood, and my bow from your flowers. At the same time I I want to give you eternal youth and never grow old."

I used the words of the sun god as my answer to her, there is no way I would give up!

I've been incredibly paranoid about what I want, what I want to achieve, ever since I was a kid.

"Apollo, you don't understand anything at all." She was in a hurry, and her fingertips emitted a silver light——

She has become another look.

As the rays of light flowed, her face constantly changed, handsome man, charming woman, immature child, frail old man, spiritual power wandered at her fingertips, and also wandered on her face.

"The Zmixi family?" I was stunned watching her keep changing her appearance. Is this the blood clan member from the family who claims to be the most knowledgeable and capable of changing her appearance at will?I just feel at ease by her side. I only know that she is a blood race, but I have never guessed her identity.

"Yes, the Zmihi family who has a feud with the Vanjo family." She smiled wryly, her lips were as pale as paper, and her hands were tightly kneaded.

It is recorded in the long history books that the Fanzhuo family advocates fighting and conquest, and has fought with many families.Fan Zhuo and Bruch are at odds with each other, Fan Zhuo and Le Senbai have an unstoppable hatred, and even Zmixi, this stubborn and brutal family, has countless entanglements and enmities.

"But so what?"

"We won't have any results, and, just like Daphne in the story, I don't love Apollo!" She bit her lips stubbornly, with a stern look, which froze my heart more than any cold wind.

"Why?" I wondered, what made her tell such a lie against her will, could it be that damn clan struggle and millennium holy war?

"If I don't love you, I don't love you, there is no reason!" Her words became intense, but I knew she understood what I meant, but she was avoiding.

Daphne stood up with a "bass", and the silk skirt danced in waves.

"I do not believe!"

Anything can be faked, but... her eyes can't lie, and her smile can't lie either.

For so many moments, she smiled at me, driving away the deep haze and loneliness in my heart.

When she looked at me, her green eyes shone like her favorite sun, and she didn't even know how charming it was.

"Pretend to be passionate!" She showed a disdainful expression, turned her face away from me, "I only like people who are stronger than me, but what about you? You just play with those lights and shadows, even if you belong to Vatican One of the elders is just a pawn for them to attract new forces, you are not qualified after all!"

I wanted to see traces of lying in her look, but her dismissiveness was so real.

"I am the prince of Fanzhuo, the most powerful blood clan of the fourth generation!" I suddenly became impulsive like a child, not only because she questioned my ability, but also because - her disdain hurt my heart.

"But, you are not as good as me." Her tone was flat, but it angered me more strongly than any words.

"How to prove?" No one has ever questioned my ability, even among the old guys, she is the first.

"My ability is above yours." Before she finished speaking, the surrounding streets had turned into rough seas. She didn't even move her fingers, nor did she emit any light. She just stood there like that, and the scene was instantly transformed. Migrating - I can't do it.

The light of spiritual power is the emblem of the ability level of the nobility. Different levels of spiritual power will have different colors of light. My light is blue - the prince level, which is already a symbol of the top spiritual power in the blood race.

And Daphne didn't hold me back when she was leading me to teleport, which meant that her level of spiritual power utilization was high enough to radiate out without physical contact.I have never seen such a subtle use of spiritual power by a few blood races.

Not using gestures means that she can use her thoughts to drive spiritual power, although I can do it too, but——transferring such a long distance, I can't be so handy with only thoughts.

But she acted as if nothing had happened, as if it was as simple to her as breathing is to humans.

There is no light—either a commoner or an extremely powerful blood race, because the spiritual power of the common people is so weak that the light that is running is too dim to be seen, and for the extremely powerful blood race, the lack of light is another explanation.The spiritual light itself is a kind of dissipation. The spiritual power you use is not completely converted into the driving force of the magic circle, but part of it is radiated in the form of light, so it is not that the stronger the light, the better.Under the same level of spiritual power, the weaker the light, the better, which means that your transforming power is more advanced than others, so no light is the highest state of spiritual power utilization, because it means that there is no dissipation!

Daphne's spiritual power is not as good as mine, I'm sure, but her level of use - far above mine!

If my control and operation of spiritual power is like a storm with majestic force, then Daphne is like a misty rain that moisturizes everything silently, and every trace of spiritual power is used so properly without any waste.

I have been overwhelmed by her ability, yet I refuse to admit defeat.

Perhaps my unrivaled psychic powers can make up for the lack of how I use it.

I activated the spiritual power, and a cyan light appeared under the feet of Daphne and me. We walked against the wind and floated above the magnificent sea, looking down at the dark gray undercurrent surging below.

I took off my cloak and tied it on Daphne, even though blood people don't feel cold, I couldn't help it.

Daphne smiled, but unlike the smiles I used to see, that smile was vague, and I didn't know what kind of mood she was in.

The mockery of waiting to see how I behave, or the joy at my "thoughtful gesture"?

I don't know, and I didn't think about it carefully. The only thought in my mind is - defeat her!

Then you will accept me.

I calmed down, and the strong blue light spread all over my body