Blood Lovers: Frost Cutpoint Password

It flipped over, and a strange purple-red halo slowly lit up from between the pages, exuding a dangerous aura.

Ronald watched his movements and frowned.The footsteps moved secretly, and the slightly narrowed pupils slowly turned blood red.

"As expected of [Alchemist], this magic book has a lot of weight."

Andor raised his eyes and glanced at him, his bruised lips curled up to form a sinister arc. "That's right, it's perfect for entertaining the legendary demon wolf Ronald."

Ronald raised his hand to cover his lips and chuckled softly. "It's pretty good... but don't you think it's a little... heavy?" His pupils have been completely distorted into cold blood-red animal pupils in this short period of time, and the blood can flow down the body to the ground in the words , the ground began to tremble.

Andor's complexion was as usual, his lips curled back into a smile, the pages in front of him were flipping, blood could flow from the magic runes on the pages, activating the sleeping spell, before they could see what it was, the two suddenly turned backwards They backed away quite a bit, but the ground where they were standing before was suddenly pushed up and upturned like a crustal pushing movement, and the soil crashed down like hailstones.

Ronald's expression became solemn, and he raised his hand and flipped his fingertips to quickly activate the magic net outlining technique.It was just a small temptation just now, but only they themselves know what they have tested.

Andor also seriously raised his hand and began to turn over the pages of the book in his hand carefully. His dark red pupils seemed to bleed brightly at this moment, and his slightly moving lips quickly read the content on the page.

Ronald stretched out his arm and shook his fingers, the tip of the rising ice cluster gleamed coldly, and flexibly grew and extended towards Andor like a swimming snake.The blood race is proficient in all non-light and heat spells, but for them the most handy is the ice and snow spell. The blood race is inherently cold and has a unique advantage in manipulating the cold.

Andor focused on the magic tool book in his hand, and didn't raise his eyes in the face of the danger coming from him. He slowly spit out a few words with his lips. The purple-red magic circle spread suddenly on the ground in front of him, and countless stalagmites rose from the ground to meet the ice and snow. On the top, the two equally solid substances collided violently, making a huge collision sound, and the stones and ice scattered all over the sky.

Ronald raised his arms expressionlessly, his lips moved slightly, and the debris suspended in the air quickly deformed and grew into countless sharp swords, with sharp tips galloping towards Andor.

Andor looked up at countless arrows flying towards him, sneered, and with a wave of his palm, another magic circle stood in front of him, swallowing all the flying arrows like a black hole.

Seeing this, Ronald's expression changed slightly. "[Yurina's Ring]..." The relatively high-end magic circle in dark alchemy, which combines the ability of defense and attack, can completely absorb the attack under certain conditions and then bounce back.In theory, this kind of magic circle is the highest-end performance of the defensive magic circle, and offense is defense.However, the requirements for the strength of the attack are really strict. Once the strength is too high, the magic circle will be destroyed directly, and the defender standing behind the magic circle will be finished.

Andor would use this weak magic circle, either because he was crazy, or because he was too confident in his own strength, and believed that Ronald's magic power would never surpass him.It seems that his confidence in himself is not so great, because he succeeded.

The arm swung out like a sharp sword, and the fingernails of the five fingers stretched out rapidly in the movement. The extremely sharp vampire claws could easily tear those metal swords into pieces, not to mention ice, snow and mud.

Looking at the ice, snow and soil debris scattered all over the ground, Andor let out a low laugh from his throat. "The warm-up exercise is over, it's time to get serious."

Ronald put his hands back into his pockets, glanced at Fitz and Ansair who were still struggling beside him, and snorted.

"It's really...boring."

Andor looked up at him strangely, turned the pages of the book with a sneer, stroked a paragraph with his fingertips, and watched Ronald slowly read it like that.

"...the darkness that I've been looking for so far but can't see, it lies in my eyes like a seed and waits for sleep, until the light and shadow of death fall into the narrow space and spread the suffocating deep poison into the bones... Can I see the sinful hair twitching today? The vines that grew out were covered with thorns, and its teeth bit the cracks in the bones and then reached out and broke it in two..."

Ronald's face changed suddenly. "【Rose's Touch】!"

No.13 Cutting off the String of Obstacles in the Night 【Middle】

In the magic naming rules of that world, magic and magic circles named after people, gods, or other creatures often have very different meanings.And another naming tacit agreement among magicians is that the more powerful the magic and magic circle, the more they like to use female names or feminine gentleness as pronouns.This is one of the reasons why powerful magicians are called "Lovers of the Magic Queen".

Rose, the lingua franca means "line", "tentacle", "spider web" and so on.The magic and magic circle named after "Rose" basically belong to the type of confinement and restriction. Of course, this does not mean that they are not attack magic.

Although it is impossible to know whether the magic book in Andor's hand is his blood vessel or a special magic tool, but the magic tool that can hold such powerful magic as [Rose's Touch] and [Ulina's Ring] is definitely not him. Can handle it with bare hands.

Listening to him chanting the incantation, Ronald's whole body has fallen into an abnormally tense state, as long as the magic circle appears around his body, he can react immediately.

But Andor's strange expression made him full of uneasiness all the time.

"...Today, my disrespectful words will tear apart the darkness, and I will reach out to embrace the dead silence in your smog...Spider of shadows, Rose and smell..." Andor slowly uttered the syllables of the mantra, and his blue lips raised a gloomy expression. Curved, he looked at the nervous Ronald in front of him, and slowly brushed the magic book with the dazzling light with his fingertips.

"The name of this curse...【Rose's Touch】!"

Ronald's fingers were already ready to open, but the expected magic circle did not appear around him. Just as he was about to be startled, the scream of a woman above his head shocked him.

"Xiao Wu!" He raised his head abruptly, he couldn't believe that Andor put the magic circle outside the battlefield!

"If you want to blame, you can only blame this charming guest who doesn't know how to hide himself..." Andor said leisurely. "It seems that my temporary resolution is correct."

The dark purple magic circle with a diameter of three meters was erected on the wall of the Eagle Fort at this moment, and in the middle was the window where Feng Wuyang was standing.No one knew when she stood there watching the battle, maybe he was so nervous that he forgot the person standing behind the window, but Andor just happened to see her.

Several thick and flexible black vines like octopus tentacles stick out from the triggered magic circle. The front part of the vines is a round mouthpart that blooms like a flower, and a circle of cold and sharp teeth follows the opening of the mouthparts. It pierced ferociously, and the flexible vines had already stretched over the window towards the person standing in the room. The thick black vines, which were as thick as adult arms, entangled Feng Wuyang tightly, and the sharp mouthpiece that kept shaking was on her face. The surroundings of the hole swayed dangerously, as if thinking about where to start.The saliva secreted by the mouthparts fell on Feng Wuyang's skin, causing wounds as if corroded by the sun.

"Andorra!" Ronald roared angrily, his handsome face became cold and ferocious, he bowed slightly, his blood-red animal pupils stared at him firmly, his teeth bared out, his fangs elongated, and he looked extremely fierce.With a low growl, his body suddenly deformed, his skeleton elongated, his bones spread out, and fur grew on his skin. In an instant, he changed from a tall and straight human to a ferocious black giant wolf.

With a kick of his hind legs, Hei Lang easily jumped several meters high, leaped vertically in the air, opened his bloody mouth, and jumped at the tentacles protruding from the magic circle.As soon as the sharp teeth inserted into the tentacle's head, the thick vine was easily torn off by him, and a corrosive black liquid was sprayed out.It splashed the giant wolf all over, but it didn't seem to have any effect on him.

The other vines seemed to have sensed the danger, and swayed vigorously, making a shrill hissing sound from their mouthparts, throwing off Feng Wuyang and pounced on him.

[Leave here, go to the [Magic Box] room! ] Hei Lang leaped into the room and started wrestling with the vines. Seeing Feng Wuyang, who seemed to have no major problems at once, let out a long howl. Although she didn't speak, she understood him strangely.

Slowly getting up from the ground, Feng Wuyang looked at his wound and looked at him dumbfoundedly, and sighed. "Forget it...whether I can climb out is still a problem..." Muttering, she simply leaned against the chair and took off her crooked silver-rimmed glasses, revealing her cold dark red pupils.

[Don't use "Judger", I can deal with it here, you just need to hide! ] Ronald saw what she meant, growled and shredded another tentacle, then rushed to the wall where the magic circle was.

Hearing what he said, Feng Wuyang had no choice but to give up, and she was also a little worried about whether using [Judger] at this time would cause more troublesome consequences.After all, the traces of this talent are too heavy.

With nothing to do, she simply began to observe Ronald. This blood wolf of the Luolai tribe has a rare "absolutely independent bloodline", and it is a pure martial bloodline in the animalized state.There are not many races of this kind of pure bloodline in hell, and even the bloodline of werewolves with such powerful force is nothing more than "bloodline enhancement".So for a "pure breed" like Ronald, she's really curious.

She doesn't know how strong the martial bloodline can be.She doesn't know how strong Andor's magic circle is.But Ron