Blood Lovers: Frost Cutpoint Password

.The accompanying vines are like flexible snakes cruising on the ground and mid-air, entwining vampire bats like snakes catching birds, and then wriggling vines to wrap them tightly into a ball and swallow them underground.Those vampires that were not directly killed will be converted into energy by the corrosion and absorption ability added to them. By tomorrow, this forest will grow more lush and lush.

The bat that turned into a vampire jumped down from the air, stretched out its hands and claws and opened its bloody mouth to pounce on Ansair. The latter's expression did not change at all, his fingers were already wet with the night dew, and he was gracefully shaken by the young man Throw it, and the talent of [Water Monster] will be activated naturally. Every drop of water will suddenly swell up and become a ferocious water monster when it splashes. Although they have fragile bodies, their lethality is still not to be underestimated.

The monster opened its mouth wide and swallowed the vampire whole, and the vampire caught in the water was quickly drowned.They are not blood races that have no vital signs, so they are not afraid of drowning. After all, alienated bats are no different from those alienated plants. They are all alive, and they will naturally be drowned by water.

The water monster uses the power of the water to spit out the dead vampire, and then continues to pounce on other living prey.Soon they will be reduced to a pile of sand, and all that is needed is for the garden servants to dump them.

Blood sacrifice in the forest.

He is in the forest because the prey is also in the forest.

He has always regarded those existences as his prey, not even his opponents.

The opponent is far from there.

The alienated vegetation shook its heavy trunk, the branches and mud in the dark forest were flying, the land became impassable, and the places where there were no roads became narrower.

But this can't affect the speed of a blood race.He is as light as a swallow, and his movements and posture are as illusory as a shadow. He only needs to borrow strength from the branches occasionally to maintain a high-speed state.

It took almost a blink of an eye to pass through the dense and vast forest to the open space outside. The flying dark robe slowly lost its strength and fell down, but the hood covering the blood sacrifice's face was never blown by the wind.

Several people stood in the open space.Several blood races.

The warm spring night wind blows gently, and the desolate desert atmosphere spreads.

Blood Sacrifice's cold red eyes were as sharp as bloodthirsty swords in the dark night.

"How do you want to die if you stay?"

Sabat's blood retains all the characteristics of the medieval Gothic style they love. Whether it's the coquettish makeup or the complicated and beautiful costumes, no matter whether it's men or women, they all reveal a strong and glamorous atmosphere. In the heavy night Here, like a flower of evil blooming enchantingly.

"The cruel [Slayer]." One of the female blood clan members covered her lips with her hands and said with a chuckle, her bright blood-red pupils were full of interest and provocation. "It's not beautiful to open your mouth and shut your mouth even if you die."

Blood Sacrifice's sharp eyes like a blade swept across her body, bringing her a kind of fear and stinging pain as if she was really scratched by a weapon. The woman stopped laughing resentfully, put down her hand and stepped back Take a few steps.

The wrist in the robe turned over, blood energy gathered on the palm, and then transformed into a ferocious killing blade.Blood Sacrifice's eyes were as cold as the polar cold wind, full of murderous aura. "The time to say the last words has passed." The blade wrapped in a strong fishy smell was slowly raised, and the brutal killing intent burst out silently.

"What are you in a hurry for?" Sabat's vampires backed away quickly, but there was still a fearless smile on their faces. "Tonight's protagonist is not us, it may disappoint you."

Blood Sacrifice narrowed his eyes slightly, his keen senses captured all the movements around him, and the manor castle in the thick woods, the disgusting cries of vampires had become thinner, and the smell of blood entangled the whole AI. Kex sky.

Seeming to know what he was investigating, Sabat's vampire laughed happily again. "It may be too late, if you only pay attention at this time. If something is going to happen, it has already happened already."

It is impossible to know what expression the [Slayer], who can't see his face clearly in the dark, will make, but his colder eyes and oppressive murderous aura that almost make people unable to move have already explained his current mood.The blood sacrifice raised the knife in his hand, and the red bloody mist visible to the naked eye entangled the sword indistinctly, and occasionally condensed into various abstract or concrete shapes.

He looked at those people with inexplicable disgust and contempt in his eyes. "It's 'bait' again... Even killing it doesn't give people any sense of accomplishment."

After speaking, he waved the tip of the knife lightly, and the scarlet blood mist gathered into a ferocious monster roaring silently, and rushed towards those people quickly, rushing past their bodies.

In the silent night, shrill and sharp screams erupted, and the blood clansmen fell to the ground, blood gushing out uncontrollably from their bodies, and when they got close to the blood sacrifice, he was ejected coldly.

One of the men raised his pale face, showed him a distorted and terrifying smile, and spoke hoarsely.

"Please hurry back and see your partner...the legendary 'Red Angel'... Lord Nomcole will lead the Senate to occupy this place soon! Praise Fran, for Sabat It's—" The sharp long knife cut off his head, and the blood priest held the weapon and glanced at the Sabat blood clan who were about to die and turn into ashes, then turned around and quickly disappeared into the darkness.

"It's foolish for Sabat's disgusting creatures to try to tarnish the sanctity of my Faran."

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Being forcibly pulled out of deep sleep is never good, and when you open your eyes and see someone who is still very different from you, this bad feeling can definitely rise to a new level.

"Blood sacrifice?—You bastard——" "Stop talking nonsense, where are you taking that fallen bloodthirsty man?" The blood sacrifice directly dragged Diolot off the bed. Before he could take off his cloak, there was only one black man in the dark night Painted back.

"Noy? What's wrong with her!" Diolot woke up immediately after hearing his words, and grabbed Blood Sacrifice's sleeve.

"I don't know." Blood Sacrifice dragged him and continued to walk out, not paying attention to how hard he was pulling him. "Sabat's actions tonight seem to be to cover up something. They mentioned that bloodthirsty man." "She's sleeping in the seal!" Diolot's face paled slightly, and he broke away from him and ran to the destination.Blood Priest followed behind him, taking off his hood to reveal a gentle and bewilderingly delicate face.

"They were premeditated."

"The existence of Noi is a threat to any blood race." Diolot gritted his teeth as he opened the room passage. "Once upon a time, Gornroth reminded me that Noam Cole made a deal with him, I don't know whether it was for the seal or for Noy..." Looking at the connected golden light curtain, he waved his hand in the air bitterly. fist. "If anything happens to Noy, I'll kill them all!"

The blood sacrifice pushed him into the portal, and the two entered the dark underground sealed palace together.

"Where is she?"

Diolot walked straight to a stone pillar. "In the stone pillar."

The sight from behind was a little surprising.

"I didn't prepare too much when I brought her out of [Eternal Darkness Prison]." Diolot walked to one of the stone pillars representing [Heaven] and [Eden], stretched out his palm and pressed the cold pillar .

"The dark aura of [Hell] is too cruel, and her bloodline is incomplete, so it is impossible to suppress this kind of rage. As a result, in a place with a gentle aura like [Cut Point], the power of [Ansyria's Pity] also becomes weaker." You have to calm down. If you don’t let her enter the sleeping stage as soon as possible and use the corresponding elements to appease the violent dark breath and nourish the light breath, maybe she will go berserk even with the holy weapon.”

With the silent recitation of the incantation, the stone pillar in front of him became brighter, and one could see that under those complicated sealing runes, the cold female knight with half a red wing was quietly sleeping with her eyes closed.Folding her hands on her chest, her half-wings protected her body as if she was protecting and embracing her. Her long light blue and silver hair hung down behind her, and she looked serene, holy and proud.The beautiful sealing runes swirled faintly above her head, melting the scattered light power into her body, resisting those dark forces that could not be calmed down.

Diolot put down his hand and watched her face slowly turn serious.

Blood Sacrifice walked forward slowly, looked side by side with him at the woman sleeping in the rune stone pillar, and then looked sideways at him. "What's the problem?"

Diolot didn't answer, but raised his hand to press the stone pillar again, then closed his eyes, and began to use his spirit to communicate with the sleeping person inside.

Although he fell into a deep sleep, this state can be awakened quickly through mental reflection, but this time, his scattered mental power was like a stone sinking into the stone pillar, and there was no reflection at all.

His face became even paler, his clenched sharp teeth slowly elongated, and the expression on his face became ugly.

Seeing this, the blood sacrifice slowly narrowed his eyes.

"Dior..." "No more!" Diolot opened his eyes suddenly, and the slender phoenix eyes became manic and cold at this moment, and the blood-red animal pupils were sharp and sharp like awls.His fingers tightened tightly, and his long and pointed claws made harsh noises on the stone pillar.

"No more... mental reflection... no more!"

Blood Sacrifice was slightly shocked.

The seal has no trace of being passive. If someone enters the castle, how can Ronald not feel it, and there are people who are so secretly sealed in the stone pillar of the seal... What did those Sabats do? ghost