Chen Mo walked among the blood descendants like an elegant dancer, like the dancers on the ancient Indian frescoes.
Accompanied by the sound of bones clicking, the heads of these blood descendants fell to the ground like heavy fruits in autumn.
The sounds of broken necks come and go, like the watch is beating. There is no King of Hell in this world, but all the blood descendants agree that these sounds of broken necks are like the imps beating the watch drum ruthlessly and indifferently.
Ichiban's journey seemed long, but in reality it was only two or three encounters, and all the blood descendants were killed.
Chen Mo was like a tiger that pounced on its prey. If he didn't move, he would turn into a rainbow that filled the sky, and the spear of all beings in his hand would dance like a tiger.
Phew! Phew! Phew! Phew!
Many vampires didn't react at all. They felt a sweetness in their throats and their eyesight went dark. They fell to the ground one after another and turned into upright corpses.
After cleaning up all the blood descendants, Chen Mo leaned against the wall and slowly exhaled a breath of filthy air.
Chen Mo felt a little dizzy, especially the severe pain in his left leg bone.
The leg bones were broken and the vertebrae were somewhat damaged.
Chen Mo judged that his current physical condition was very bad, but there was no major problem.
For him who has [Tiger Dragon Spiritual Style], this kind of injury is probably as long as a glass of water.
Well, a glass of water is equal to about one second. After all, Chen Mo has always been a stuffy person when drinking water, except for hot water.
At this moment, Chen Mo felt a gaze locked on him from not far away.
He didn't look over there because he knew who was coming.
The only one who can appear here at this time is Marquis Leighton!
Leiton looked at Chen Mo, suddenly thought of something, and frowned tightly, "So, you arranged all this?"
The moment he saw Chen Mo, Leiton judged that he and the black-robed Pharaoh had secretly attacked their camp.
Combined with the current offensive of the human resistance outside, Marquis Leighton guessed that all this is probably a human plan!
But what he couldn't figure out was that when the human race had been weak for so many years, such a powerful opponent appeared.
Marquis Leighton did not speak, but just drew out the bronze tiger-head knife on his back.
His mission is to protect the royal city.
Anyone who appears inside the Scarlet City is an enemy!
Chen Mo took a deep breath and turned his shoulders slightly. The injury to his leg bone has almost healed. Although there is still a certain distance between victory and victory, Chen Mo seems to have no choice now!
The Marquis Leighton in front of him must be killed.
He drew out the [Spear of All Beings] and stuck it in the air.
Legs slightly bent.
"Boom."
Chen Mo started violently, turned into a violent wind, and rushed directly towards Marquis Leighton.
The copy has reached the final stage, and Chen Mo has probably guessed why Duke Bolton has not taken action yet.
It’s not a matter of whether you want to, but whether you can.
If before, everything was the plot of Duke Bolton, no, more accurately, it was Emperor Virgil's plan. He wanted to put werewolves and undead into the Scarlet City, so he didn't take action. Chen Mo could understand.
….
But now, the undead and werewolves are fighting to death outside the Scarlet City. His own plan has been ruined to pieces by himself. To this point, he still doesn't intervene. There is obviously something wrong!
Therefore, Chen Mo judged that Duke Bolton should be unable to take action now!
Therefore, he only needs to find a way to find the other party and kill the other party, and then everything will be over!
A harsh and sharp sound came, and Marquis Leyton's eyes became distracted.
Chen Mo suddenly shrank, because in his field of vision, the surrounding area suddenly darkened, shrouded in darkness, and silver threads stretched out from the endless void darkness.
They swarmed towards Marquis Leyton and enveloped him almost instantly.
They pierced into Marquis Leyton's skin, like the tentacles of an unknown creature!
Marquis Leighton is controlled!
Chen Mo didn't know what the method was, but he suddenly realized that maybe Emperor Virgil had some cruel back-up plans after the ritual was destroyed!
"die!"
Bang!
Chen Mo was thrown away by an invisible force and hit a wall hard, causing the wall to crack and bricks to fly.
He spit out a mouthful of blood and looked coldly at Marquis Leighton opposite.
Chen Mo didn't know what kind of ability this was, but he knew one thing and couldn't delay it any longer.
Duke Bolton must find another way to start the ritual, but it will take longer, or in other words, the price may be higher!
Chen Mo raised the spear of all living beings and rushed towards Marquis Leighton.
Marquis Leighton let out a painful roar, and countless bloody forces turned into a black wind of death, like a tidal storm, and rushed towards Chen Mo!
Marquis Leighton did not move, but the black air moved.
Chen Mo's heart sank, and he had an inexplicable feeling that a disaster was imminent.
He always felt like a pair of eyes hanging high in the sky were watching him, without any human emotions mixed in. There is only the indifference and ruthlessness of the rules, with a hint of indifference and blood.
Behind Chen Mo's invisible head, a tall and slender figure sat on Chen Mo's shoulders at some point.
The figure's overly long bangs covered half of his face, and his long black hair hung down to the ground along Chen Mo's back. His legs were elegantly crossed, with his left leg on top and his right leg on the bottom.
The figure gently stretched out his hand and gently stroked Chen Mo's hair, as if stroking a cat.
A black force wanted to force its way into Chen Mo's mind.
This was the power from the gods. Chen Mo frowned tightly.
He could feel his soul trembling and trembling!
There is some powerful force that wants to forcefully reverse his sanity and control his spirit!
The next moment, he held his right hand in the void and slapped a black talisman on his forehead.
The moment the black talisman was slapped on his forehead, Chen Mo's eyes suddenly became hollow, his body became a little stiff, and his vital signs disappeared quickly, as if he had turned into a corpse.
[Name: The Curse of Suspended Death]
[Type: Consumables]
【grade】
[Introduction: It allows you to experience what death is. If used properly, it will have miraculous effects. 】
[Special effect: Put the talisman on your forehead and the talisman will burn, which can put the human body into a state of suspended animation and reduce the hostility of surrounding creatures to you to zero. The price is that during this period, you will be stiff and fragile, with limited movement and unable to control your body, lasting 1 minute. 】
[Note 1: Tasting death is the first step to becoming a strong person]
[Note 2: It is recommended not to use it if there are other people around, even teammates. Do you think they will appreciate your beautiful face when you are pretending to be dead? No, he will definitely backstab you. 】
The white dragon horse who wants to die
