The Path of Ascension to the Priest

The vampires who came out of the blood domain wanted to kill the priest who released the light spell, but they were caught by the light knight. The priests who stood in a safe position wanted to break through the blood domain but failed for a long time.

The situation fell into a stalemate, and time passed bit by bit. Anthony looked up at the sky, and the corners of his mouth curled up indistinctly.

He was afraid that the situation was not deadlocked enough.

There was the sound of a carriage coming from behind, and he turned around suspiciously, just in time to see Bishop Lal of the Holy See of Biel coming down from the carriage, followed by two teams of light knights and a team of priests.

It can be seen from the bright breath around them that these bright knights and priests are all members of the Central Holy See, and Anthony frowned again.

Bishop Lal walked in front of Anthony, first observed the situation in the blood field, then slightly bowed to Anthony, and said kindly, "Long time no see, Bishop Anthony."

Anthony also bowed in return, with a deep apology in his tone, "I feel deeply guilty about Priest Monica's matter."

"It's all because I'm too incompetent."

Bishop Lal waved his hands hastily, "No, no, it's not your fault." He looked at the blood domain, sighed and said, "There are four generations of blood races here, and you have worked hard."

"The blood race has been rampant recently. It would be great if there is a red-clothed archbishop who is willing to teach them a lesson." After Anthony finished speaking, he asked tentatively: "Has any red-clothed archbishop alarmed by this incident?"

He knew that Bishop Lal was promoted by Reese.

Bishop Lal said with a smile: "His Majesty the Pope retreated and prayed to the Goddess of Light. It has been a long time since he managed the affairs of the Holy See. The archbishops in red have no time to come here to deal with educational affairs."

He paused, and then said: "And the Holy Son and the Holy Maiden are back."

When the Holy Son and the Holy Maiden go out, they must learn about the affairs of the Holy See as soon as possible. Of course, it is even less likely that the Cardinal who stayed in the Central Holy See will have the opportunity to come out.

Anthony felt a little relieved, and then pretended to be sad and said: "The matter of expelling the blood race can only depend on you and me."

Lal patted Anthony on the shoulder, and said gently: "I heard that your mental strength has been damaged, don't hold on, you have a good rest, and leave the rest to me."

After he finished speaking, he took out the silver-white staff representing the bishop, and walked behind the team of priests. The team of priests he brought also joined them, and the Knight of Light stood by.

Bishop Lal raised his staff and chanted incantations in a low voice. As time passed, the power of light gathered around him was like a warm sun. The golden light was shining, and the power of light flew into the air and hit the blood domain directly. The domain was smashed, and the red mist was torn a gap.

The blood clan shrouded in golden light let out a series of tragic screams, and then turned into fly ash.

Using an advanced light spell made Bishop Lal a little tired. He wiped the sweat from his forehead with his hand, motioned for the light knight to guard the priests and entered the blood field, then waved to Anthony himself, expressing that he was tired and wanted to go back to the carriage Rest here.

An advanced light spell directly tore through the blood field, and the stalemate was broken. Anthony looked at the back of Bishop Lal expressionlessly, with gloomy eyes.

Bishop Lal returned to the carriage, and the tiredness on his face gradually disappeared. He only sat on the outside of the carriage, with a cautious expression on his face. Occasionally, when he raised his hand to wipe his sweat, he would secretly glance at the interior of the carriage.

Because it was covered by a thick white gauze, only a person could be vaguely seen sitting inside, and a corner of the scarlet cloak was exposed from under the white gauze.

With light white fingers, the car window was pushed open a little, and Ruisi raised her eyes to the lighthouse near the blood field, and said in a low voice, "Go to the lighthouse."

Lal nodded respectfully, "Yes."

A corner of the blood field was broken, and the light knights guarded the priest to step in, and the blood race outside the blood field came out to intercept, and the entrance was in chaos. Because of the collision of light and darkness, the ground under the feet shook from time to time.

Six generations of blood races came out from the Duke's Mansion to check the situation, but more blood races still enjoyed themselves in the Duke's Mansion.

There is an auditorium in the Duke's Mansion that is specially used for banquets. Almost all blood races of more than six generations gather here. On the high platform on the west side of the auditorium, there are rows of cages, inside which are locked blood slaves for them to suck.

In addition to the beautiful noble girl, the handsome and tall knight, and the holy and noble priest, there are actually two beautiful elves.

Elves are the darlings of nature. They have the ability to perceive elements since birth. They have the ability to use magic that other races do not have. Breeze, river water, flames, soil, trees, etc. can all be their weapons.

Moreover, they are stronger than humans, living in the woods all year round, which makes them very agile, and their superior eyesight makes their bows and arrows flawless.

They are excellent mages and excellent fighters, but they have a fatal flaw... just like werewolves, their reproductive ability is too low, even lower than werewolves.

Because of the rarity of the elves and the impeccable appearance bestowed by nature, they were hunted by alien races for a while. The elf queen asked the Holy See for help, but after being rejected, she angrily broke with the Holy See and led her tribe to live in seclusion in the territory. Among them, for hundreds of years, no step has been taken.

Even now, it is still rare to see elves in the Statu Continent, and their pointed ears make it impossible for them to hide their identities and mix among humans.

Unexpectedly, there are still two elves locked here. Lucille's footsteps paused in front of the elf's cage for a while, and the elf kept hanging her head inside, looking as if she had fallen into a coma. She looked away coldly, and searched with other cages.

After looking at the priests who were locked in cages in the auditorium one by one, they did not find Monica. Lucille looked back indifferently, and when she was about to leave, there was a burst of cheers in the auditorium. The vampires all put down what they were doing, turned their heads to look at the entrance of the auditorium, and shouted happily: "Lord Beverly!"

The title of the lord means that the person who comes here is the master of this blood domain, that four-generation blood race... Lucille frowned and turned to look at the entrance. When she saw Beverly and the blond priest on her shoulders, her expression turned pale. It became gloomy immediately.

Beverly was wearing a gorgeous court dress, her silver curly hair was hanging loosely on her chest, and she was carrying a person on her shoulders, but this did not affect her graceful steps in the slightest.

"The night has just begun." Beverly walked past the blood clan, raised her hand and snapped her fingers. The chains on the cage were all broken. She walked up the stairs and said casually as she walked, "Enjoy yourself."

Beverly's figure disappeared at the corner of the stairs, and the vampires dispersed and began to choose food for tonight. A vampire passed by Lucille, saw her standing still, and asked casually, "Aren't you hungry?"

Lucille raised her eyes and glanced at him coldly. The blood race was shocked by the aura around her, and her footsteps stopped abruptly. The smile on the corner of her mouth was a little stiff, "...what's wrong with you?"

Lucille lowered her head and put on the hood, then strode away across the blood clan.

The blood race didn't heave a sigh of relief until after Lucille left. He glanced at the direction Lucille left, and doubts flashed in his eyes.

Lucille has the aura of five generations of blood clans, and she is not a descendant of Beverly. However, since the blood field opened, it has also attracted many high-generation blood clans. It is not surprising that there are existences like Lucille .

The characters of the blood clans are all strange, and each clan also has its own special hobbies. There are too many such abnormal people, so the blood clans were puzzled for a while, and then they were forgotten.

Upstairs in the auditorium is the bedroom where Beverly rests. She put the blond priest on her shoulders on the bed, and then took out a silver ribbon to tie her hair behind her head. She knelt on the bed and leaned slightly, borrowing Looking at the people under him in the moonlight outside the window.

A beauty is always pleasing to the eye, especially if this person is a beauty in line with her preferences. Beverly slowly unbuttoned the collar of the blond priest, and pushed her face aside with her thumb, exposing her fragile neck. In the field of vision, her red lips were slightly parted, and the sharp fangs on both sides were looming.

Looks like a good night tonight.

Beverly licked her lips, staring at the blond priest below her with ambiguous and fiery eyes.

She lowered her head slowly, and when her sharp fangs touched the neck of the blond priest, there was a loud noise from the window, which made her stop.

Beverly frowned and turned her head, a black figure suddenly rushed over, her sight was blocked, her neck felt a sharp pain, and her head and body were already separated.

Lucille threw away Beverly's head, then bent down to hug the blond priest on the bed, jumped out of the window, and the figure disappeared into the night in an instant.

Not long after Lucille took Tang Qiu away, Beverly's body found her head. She pressed her head on her neck, and the torn wound slowly healed strangely.

Beverly turned her stiff neck, and a look of anger flashed in her eyes. A blood race flew up to check the situation, but only saw Beverly standing in the middle of the room, and asked tentatively: "Beverly Lord?"

Beverly closed her eyes slightly, sniffed the smell left in the air, said with a sneer, "It's in the east, search for me."

Lucille hugged Tang Qiu back to the room where she stayed here temporarily. The blond priest had been in a coma with no signs of awakening. She put him on the bed, her eyes paused when they touched her open neckline, and she lowered her head. He leaned over and sniffed, his eyes darkened.

There is the breath left by Beverly.

She pursed her lips, rubbed her fingers on the side of the blond priest's neck for a while, avoided the mole, opened her mouth and bit down hard.

"Hmm..." Tang Qiu, who was still in a coma, slowly regained consciousness due to the pain. She opened her eyes and looked at the darkness in front of her in a daze. The familiar aura surrounded her, preventing her from entering a state of vigilance immediately. , but hugged the person on top of him with his backhand, and shouted in a hoarse voice: "Lucille?"

The side of her neck has always been very sensitive. After the initial pain was relieved, the strength of Lucille's sucking/sucking and the crisp/itching of the tip of her tongue from time to time made her tremble unconsciously. She frowned, The hand holding Lucille's hair slowly tightened.

Lucille raised her head from the side of Tang Qiu's neck, licked the blood from the corner of her mouth, and explained in a low voice: "That vampire left her scent on you."

This is the way the blood clan marks its prey for easy tracking, and she occasionally leaves some marks on Tang Qiu's body.

Lucille buried her head down again, licking the bleeding wound with the tip of her tongue, her voice sounded a little low, "I want to cover it."

Tang Qiu raised her head slightly, the feeling of being licked/licked on the side of her neck made her limbs a little weak, she gasped/breathed, and stopped: "Enough, Lucille..."

Lucille pressed Tang Qiu's arm and concentrated on chewing on her neck, so she didn't notice that the blond priest under her was changing quietly. It wasn't until she was thrown away by Tang Qiu's arm that she realized The blond priest had turned into a werewolf.

The paralyzing toxin injected by Beverly had always made Tang Qiu feel uncomfortable. It wasn't until she became a werewolf that the toxin in her blood was evaporated. She sat up from the bed and raised her hand to touch her neck , Looking at the blood on her hands, she frowned and raised her eyes to Lucille.

Lucille walked over, knelt on the bed with one knee, held Tang Qiu's palm under her surprised gaze, and lowered her head to carefully lick off the blood stained on her fingers.

Then he pinned her down on the bed with the back of her neck, leaned close to her neck, Lucille's lips stuck to the bitten place, and explained in a low voice while licking/licking: "The smell of blood It will attract blood races."

When she was licking/licking the wound, her eyes were fixed on the mole on the side of Tang Qiu's neck, her throat was a little itchy, as if she was being tempted, the tip of her tongue unconsciously stuck out, tentatively touching the mole Licked.

Tang Qiu didn't know what Lucille was doing behind her back, but the wet touch on the side of her neck made her tremble slightly. She frowned, put her arms around Lucille's waist, and pushed her back on the bed , facing Lucille's suspicious gaze, she said with a half-smile: "Why do you always have so many reasons?"

The warm and soft touch still lingered on the side of her neck and refused to disappear. Tang Qiu felt a strange feeling in her heart. She raised her hand and rubbed her neck. Slightly squinted.

Lucille felt that Tang Qiu was staring at her strangely, and was about to ask, when Tang Qiu suddenly stretched out his hand and tore off her collar, then lowered his head and bit her shoulder hard.

The werewolf's teeth were sharper than the vampire's, and she was merciless with this mouthful. Lucille frowned at the pain.

Tang Qiu felt better after biting it. She let go of the person, got up and took out a bottle of bright holy water to wash the wound on the side of her neck, and then took out a cloak to cover the priest's clothes on her body.

Lucille sat up from the bed, covered her shoulders, and stared at Tang Qiu silently.

The cold bright holy water cooled down the fiery temperature on the side of the neck, and gradually calmed Tang Qiu's confused thoughts. She turned to look at Lucille, and asked, "Who is that silver-haired vampire?"

Before she fainted, she vaguely saw such a figure.

"Beverly, the fourth generation blood of the Bruch clan."

Tang Qiu frowned. Four generations of blood clans were already tricky enough, but he didn't expect to be a member of the Bruch clan. The blood clans of this clan were all very good at fighting.

She pondered for a while, and said in a low voice: "I already know where Monica is locked up, let's find a chance..." Before she could finish her sentence, she suddenly sensed something, and raised her head towards the window solemnly. look.

The silver figure broke through the window and flew towards Lucille like a bolt of lightning. Lucille couldn't dodge and was thrown out. She steadied herself halfway and hit the cabinet with her back.

Beverly stood by the bed, raised her hand and twirled her wrist, glanced at Lucille, and said with a sneer, "Who are you going to grab the prey with? Huh?"

After she finished speaking, she came to Tang Qiu in a flash, and raised her arm to carry her away again. However, Tang Qiu grabbed her arm halfway, and her strength was so great that she stopped abruptly.

Beverly froze for a moment, and when she was still wondering how the weak priest just now became so powerful, she suddenly received a heavy blow to the stomach, and her shoulders hurt. The next moment, her vision turned upside down, and she was thrown on the ground. on the ground.

Tang Qiu pressed one knee on Beverly's body, grabbed her head with both hands, did not give her a chance to fight back, and tore it off with all her strength. She took out the staff of light and calmly recited a spell, intending to kill her directly. Beverly's head was burned to ashes.

However, as soon as the spell started to be chanted, a cloud of blood burst out of Beverly's head. Although Lucille pulled Tang Qiu away in time, a piece of Tang Qiu's hand was still burned. The pain made her subconsciously Let go.

The head flew to Beverly's body again, and the hideous wound on her neck began to heal slowly again.

Tonight, someone twisted her head off twice in a row, and the anger in Beverly's heart was completely ignited. She turned her neck, fixed her cold eyes on Tang Qiu, and said with a sneer, "You're still a werewolf... "

As she spoke, the figure suddenly disappeared in place. Lucille quickly stood in front of Tang Qiu and blocked Beverly's attack. The two fought together, and the room was affected and soon turned into ruins.

There were five generations of blood races rushing over to help, Tang Qiu took a glance, and flew over to stop him. The strength and speed of the werewolf did not fear the blood races of any clan, and her strength was not inferior to that of the five generations of blood races. wind.

The sharp nails left scars on the body of the five generations of blood clans. Tang Qiu forced the blood clan to a dead corner, with his palm piercing her chest, trying to kill the blood clan with the combination of light spells. However, two more came Six generations of blood races came towards her, but Tang Qiu calmly stopped, giving up and flying back for the time being.

They fought together, and the priest team and the light knight team outside also went deep into the vicinity of the Duke's mansion. A team wearing pure white cloaks and hoods took advantage of the chaos to sneak into the blood field. When they were fighting with the blood clan, they sneaked into the auditorium of the duke's mansion.

The vampires who were having fun in the auditorium had all left, some went to help Beverly, and some were resisting the priests who attacked the center of the blood domain. Only the blood slaves in the cage remained in the hall.

There were more than a dozen people in the group that slipped into the auditorium. The leader was tall and thin, his face was covered by a hood and he couldn't see his face clearly. Only a few strands of light green hair hung down in front of him. She came to the elf In front of the cage, he raised his hand and tore off the chains on it, and asked softly, "Are you alright?"

Her voice is like a clear mountain spring flowing slowly, ethereal and pure.

The two elves came out of the cage and said depressingly, "I was bitten several times."

Someone in the team comforted, "It's okay, just eat two leaves."

Someone handed over two pure white cloaks to the two elves, and they took them and put them on, and then covered their ears carefully, and after covering everything, they said to the person in front of them, "Your Majesty, I It has been investigated, and there are about 23 priests imprisoned in this blood domain."

An elf said in surprise, "So much?" She paused for a moment, then muttered quietly, "Then how much holy water of light do they have on them?"

Elf Queen Delphine was also surprised. She smiled and said lightly, "Save them all."

"Move faster, otherwise, you will be rescued by the priests and knights outside."

The elves scattered and started to act. Some of them were responsible for taking away the priest here, and some were guided by the two elves to other places where they were held.

Among them is the leopard room where Monica is held.

Monica witnessed Tang Qiu being taken away by the blood clan. Because she was too anxious and her mood fluctuated too much, she passed out again, and was unconsciously carried out by the elf who sneaked in.

The movements of the elves were very subtle, and neither the blood race nor the priests were aware of their existence.

Like Tang Qiu, Mario, who was paralyzed by Beverly's poison and passed out, was awakened by the movement outside. When he was unconscious, he was taken into food by a vampire. However, when the priest broke into the blood zone, the vampire left.

He got up from the bed and touched his neck with his hand. The blood on his fingers made him frown. He took out the golden long sword, walked to the window and jumped out.

Mario found the team of priests, pointed out several people and left the center of the battle with him, and went straight to the leopard room. There was no one guarding the leopard room. I looked at the front of Monica's cage, only to find that it was empty.

His face became condensed in an instant, and he ordered in a low voice to the people behind him: "Search."

The knights of light guarded the priests and scattered, looking for another place of detention.

The night slowly faded, and on a lighthouse more than ten meters high near the blood field, Reese stood on the top of the tower, looking down at the blood field below, her scarlet cloak was blown back by the wind.

A priest came up from below and whispered a few words to Bishop Lal who was standing aside. Bishop Lal's face was a bit ugly. He subconsciously glanced at Ruisi, then stepped forward hesitantly, and said falteringly: "Priest Mario sent word that... Priest Monica is missing."

Reese looked down quietly, her red lips raised a slight arc, "Missing?"

Bishop Lal raised his hand to wipe his sweat, but did not dare to respond.

Reese pushed the hair on the side of her face behind her ears, her emerald green eyes were darkened by the night, and she held a pure white staff of light in her hand, with a huge star inlaid on the top of the staff. She raised her staff slightly, and said lightly, "Look at Anthony."

"I let him see with his own eyes whether the gift I gave to the blood clan suits his wishes."

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