In the blink of an eye, the killing situation was revealed. Lothar is a person who is afraid of trouble. He can only be a thief for a thousand days, but there is no reason to guard against thieves for a thousand days.
He knew very well how much trouble a powerful spellcaster who deliberately opposed him would cause him.
Therefore, since this vampire archduke has said harsh words and will cause trouble for them in the future, let's make a final decision and nail him under the coffin board!
"Indeed, it's a bit powerful." The man reached out and grasped the holy spear that pierced his body. White smoke curled up, and the holy light burned his palms, but he still firmly grasped the barrel of the holy spear, holding him inch by inch. Pulled it out.
The moment the holy spear was pulled out, it turned into golden light and returned to Jeanne's hand.
"This is not a holy spear." The vampire gave Jeanne a meaningful look. He opened his arms, and the red light with a strong smell of blood fell from the sky like a canopy, wrapping the entire tower in it.
"There is so much wonderful blood and flesh. Since the master's kindness is hard to refuse, I won't leave." His eyes greedily swept over the people present. Each one seemed to be extraordinary, something he had never tasted before. Although each of the delicacies was not easy to eat, just looking at them made him salivate.
His body began to swell and mutate, his flesh and blood proliferated, and he made a sickening sound. The two long swords belonging to Cellinina nailed into his body were squeezed out inch by inch by flesh and blood, with a bloody light lingering on them. Cellinina stretched out her hand to recall them, but their swords only trembled slightly.
Lothar's nasal cavity was filled with the smell of blood. Not only his nose, but also the surface of his skin felt itchy and numb, as if his whole body was soaked in blood.
The whole world seemed to be shrouded in this scarlet sky. They could not see the moon clearly, nor could they clearly see the towers and castles that originally existed. They seemed to be pulled into another world by this vampire without knowing it. .
At this time, the vampire in front of him could no longer see any human form at all. He was like a pile of mud made of flesh and blood, slowly flowing and blending into the bloody sky.
The sky above the head looked a little more fleshy - it was like being inside a human body, and the faint sound of the squirming organs could be heard in the ears.
Jeanne held the holy spear in her hand tightly, her face full of solemnity. Dark creatures with such strength could be considered to be at the forefront even among the monsters she had hunted - and now, she was leaving. It's still far from its heyday.
"Prajna, protect me, sir. Your demon hunters are of little use against a monster of this strength." She turned sideways and said.
Although Prajna remained expressionless, he still stood calmly in front of Lothar. The three demon hunters burst into a cloud of smoke silently and disappeared without a trace. At the same time, a cold and unknown aura descended on Prajna again. .
With black hair like a waterfall, he held a ghost-faced shield and stood firmly in front of Lothar.
"Interesting, so interesting." A voice seemed to be speaking at the same time from all directions: "The breath became completely different in an instant. It was like a different person. Mr. Marquis, you and your subordinates, It really gave me too many surprises.”
"You're a pretentious guy." The giant wolf stood up with an impatient look on his face: "Get out of here if you can and give me a fair fight!" He is Veneto, a man with arrogance and bellicosity engraved on his face. At heart, what a man hates the most is this kind of enemy who doesn't know where he is hiding and never shows his face at all.
"Hey, little wolf cub, don't worry, none of you can escape." Chelinina narrowed her eyes and closed the pair of golden wolf eyes in the darkness.
She recalled the teachings of Teacher Fiore in Saluzzo, who often carried cheap candies in his pocket: If a vampire pulls you into the blood barrier, don't panic, stay calm, don't rush to attack, you won't be found. The vampire's body, no matter what kind of attack it launches, can only consume some of the opponent's spare blood source...
"Find his true form..." She raised her head, and the sky above her head seemed to be a vast and boundless lake of blood.
Although I don't know what the difference is between the vampires in the two worlds, it seems that judging from the current situation, it is really similar to the blood barrier described by Teacher Fiore.
They are all isolated from the world. The enemy's body cannot be found. Snap - a drop of blood wiped Lothar's cheek and fell on his shoulder armor, and immediately disappeared.
Looking up, the sky was already filled with small droplets of blood hanging from the dome. They slowly condensed and then slowly dripped down - filling the entire world, making it impossible to avoid them.
"In my world, become one with me." The man's laughter was harsh, full of greed and pride.
Lothar said coldly: "Everyone, be careful, don't get caught by these raindrops, first find out where this is!"...Freimeburg.
Fringilla was squatting on the ground, looking at the corpses piled up one after another. Most of the corpses were mutilated. They were guarding the outer city, and their equipment was not very well-equipped. They were nomadic men, women, old and young. .
But in the battle to defend the city, they burst out with extraordinary courage that was not matched by their strength. Each one of them fought to the death, even if their arms and hands were broken, they still tried to tear the enemy into pieces with their teeth.
"There are teeth marks on the neck."
"The blood has been sucked dry."
"Are these people living corpses?"
"No, they don't have a special aura." Fringilla took out a small and exquisite dagger, cut open the tooth marks on the neck of a corpse, and opened the skin and flesh inside, and could clearly see that the red inside was supposed to be His flesh and blood had turned into pitch black.
"Is it toxin?"
"The toxin drives these corpses to continue fighting, so they don't show any special aura?" Fringilla, who was observing, suddenly turned her head and looked at the tower at the top of Freimai Castle. The golden holy light continued. The sky and the earth rose together, but soon after, the holy light disappeared, as if it had never appeared.
Instead, there was a bloody light that enveloped the entire tower. The soldiers guarding the castle all showed frightened expressions.
The noise filled the sky.
"Miss, something happened." Kors emerged from the shadow behind Fringilla, looking a little anxious.
"I'm not blind when there is such a big movement from the holy spear." Fringilla said angrily: "Tell me, what is it?" Kors said concisely: "My lord was attacked. The enemy seems to be a very powerful one. The indigenous vampire, my secret technique of blood and shadow has no way to hide in front of him." After he finished speaking, he quickly added: "Miss, don't worry, Ms. Jeanne, Ms. Prajna, and Mr. Veneto have already Rushed over." Fringilla didn't ask why she was notified at the end. She saved the useless nonsense and said straight to the point: "Is it because the blood magic has the same origin as him, so it's useless?"
"That's right." Coors looked at the top of the tower and saw the vision gradually disappearing - at this time, he could no longer feel the breath of Lothar and the others, as if he had been pulled into another world.
"Miss, I felt something was wrong from the moment I stepped into this castle."
"Speak directly." Coors whispered: "Miss, what this indigenous vampire exerts is very similar to the ability of blood pool transformation. Such powerful blood magic cannot be completely hidden, so I guess, He may have borrowed a secret source of blood magic." Fringilla frowned and said: "Is this why you didn't notify me immediately?" Coors nodded: "Fighting head-on, we don't know the situation of the battle. There will be any contribution, but if it is to drain the bottom of the cauldron..."
"I understand, Kors." Fringilla nodded: "Let's go find the source of the devil immediately."
