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"Shua Shua!"
A cold light flashed in an instant, and the two blood slaves were directly cut off their arms. The wound was frozen immediately, and the blood did not flow out. Then there was another click. This blood slave was directly led by a sword owl. Another blood slave found that he didn't want to escape, but the cold ice injury made his body stiff.
Paris, who had not run for two steps, was stabbed in the heart with a sword. A layer of cold ice formed on the stabbed part. Paris gently pulled out his sword, and the heart of the blood slave had been broken into countless ice dregs.
"You are also a blood clan? It's just some defective products."
"Pa Pa Pa!"
A crisp applause came from the passage, and Paris turned to look at the figure.
"Your skill is good, and your weapons are obtained from the mysterious store."
In the dim light, Allen saw the speaker clearly - wearing a tuxedo, a delicate bat badge pinned to his left chest, short blond hair, green eyes, handsome, with a trace of evil spirit, pale face, looking like a middle-aged man who had just recovered from a serious illness and dressed like a typical aristocrat.
There was also a perfume on the body, but Paris recognized the smell of blood disguised by perfume.
Paris tightened his weapon and didn't speak. He knew the strength of the real blood clan, the speed that human beings can't catch up with. Once they found your flaw, they will give you a fatal blow without hesitation.
"Since you have items in the mysterious store, the mysterious voucher is also on you." the vampire didn't attack at the first time, but asked.
"It's really in my hand."
"What do you want?"
"Yes, as long as you give me the mysterious certificate, I will let you go today, and even give you my first hug, so that you can become a noble blood family, not a cheap blood slave." the vampire burst into a light in his eyes when he heard Paris's words.
"It's not enough. It's not enough to want mysterious certificates," Paris said, shaking his head.
"Well, what do you want?" the vampire said confidently with such an expression.
"Money, women or power? Or longer life? All these can be discussed as long as you hand in the mysterious certificate."
"Can I have all these?"
"Of course," the vampire nodded proudly.
"But I don't want these. Can I change them?" Paris said with flashing eyes.
"Change it, what do you want?" the vampire frowned at Paris and said.
"I want to..." Paris looked aside, and the vampire turned his head along Paris's eyes.
"I want your life!" he burst out, and then Paris raised the blue rose in his hand and robbed it directly.
"Bang bang!"
The firing pin ignited the primer, the smoke of gunpowder dispersed, and the bullet with frost damage shot at the vampire in an instant.
At the moment Paris shot, the vampire's body immediately drew a residual shadow and hid. The bullet hit the wall behind him, and a layer of frost appeared on the wall.
"You dare to refuse the kindness of the great foster. I will suck up your blood, turn you into the lowest blood slave, and then forgive you for your behavior until death."
Foster, who avoided the attack, became very ferocious, with sharp canine teeth exposed. A pair of black bat like wings appeared behind him. His eyes were red and his head was elongated. He looked like a huge bat.
"Dirty bedbugs, scum that can only hide in the dark," Paris sneered.
"You want to die!" Foster's figure disappeared in a flash, and Paris, who had been nervous all the time, did not look back and cut his hand behind him.
"The reaction is fast!"
"But mortals are mortals after all!"
The voice suddenly came from behind, and Paris even felt a chill in his ears. There was no time to think about it. He rolled and turned around. But before he cut off the sword, his wrist was caught out by a cold palm.
The cold palm was like a pair of pliers. The pain in the wrist immediately released Paris's hand holding the sword, and the glacier fell directly to the ground.
"Bang bang!"
Without taking care of his arm, Paris pulled out the blue rose in his left hand, fired three shots at the vampire close at hand, and instantly fired the remaining three bullets from the pistol. Paris knew very well about the power of the pistol that even vampires would suffer a lot if they were hit.
But another scene that surprised him appeared. In front of the vampire, a shield like blood suddenly appeared. The bullet hit the blood shield and frozen it. Then the blood shield was broken and turned into ice residue. The bullet did not cause him any damage.
"Nice weapon, but I missed!" foster looked at Paris proudly, then palmed hard.
"Click!" with a crisp sound, the whole arm was directly broken by the vampire, and the arm was folded into an exaggerated angle. Paris wailed bitterly when his arm was forcibly broken.
"To tell you the truth, I'm disappointed in you!"
"What else can you do now? If not, become my blood slave!"
"Hahaha, I'm already looking forward to what you will look like after you become a blood slave. It's exciting to think about it as a demon hunter blood slave."
Looking at the howling pastor, fortes laughed wildly. Then he stretched out his arm and grabbed Paris rolling on the ground. He opened his terrible mouth full of sharp teeth and was about to bite it directly.
"Ah! Damn reptile, dare to hurt the great blood clan!"
Just as the vampire was about to bite Paris' neck, a liquid with a pungent smell of garlic was vomited directly on the vampire's face.
Ordinary garlic can't kill vampires, but this highly concentrated garlic essence is highly toxic to vampires. With a scream, the unprepared fortes directly released his arm, and the skin contaminated with garlic essence made a nourishing sound. Bursts of stench came out. Soon his skin began to fester and exposed the dark white bones inside.
Paris endured severe pain, grabbed the glacier sword that fell to the ground, and then stabbed the rolling vampire continuously. The stabbed place soon freezes, and finally a sword cuts off its ugly head. The vampire's body convulsed a few times, then completely paralyzed, and then directly turned into a team of rotten skeletons.
"Bah, bah, bah, vomit." seeing that the vampire died completely, Paris kept spitting. The smell of garlic essence made him feel like he died immediately. Before he could deal with the injury, Paris directly grabbed a glass of beer, poured it down, and then rinsed frantically.
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"Shua Shua!"
A cold light flashed in an instant, and the two blood slaves were directly cut off their arms. The wound was frozen immediately, and the blood did not flow out. Then there was another click. This blood slave was directly led by a sword owl. Another blood slave found that he didn't want to escape, but the cold ice injury made his body stiff.
Paris, who had not run for two steps, was stabbed in the heart with a sword. A layer of cold ice formed on the stabbed part. Paris gently pulled out his sword, and the heart of the blood slave had been broken into countless ice dregs.
"You are also a blood clan? It's just some defective products."
"Pa Pa Pa!"
A crisp applause came from the passage, and Paris turned to look at the figure.
"Your skill is good, and your weapons are obtained from the mysterious store."
In the dim light, Allen saw the speaker clearly - wearing a tuxedo, a delicate bat badge pinned to his left chest, short blond hair, green eyes, handsome, with a trace of evil spirit, pale face, looking like a middle-aged man who had just recovered from a serious illness and dressed like a typical aristocrat.
There was also a perfume on the body, but Paris recognized the smell of blood disguised by perfume.
Paris tightened his weapon and didn't speak. He knew the strength of the real blood clan, the speed that human beings can't catch up with. Once they found your flaw, they will give you a fatal blow without hesitation.
"Since you have items in the mysterious store, the mysterious voucher is also on you." the vampire didn't attack at the first time, but asked.
"It's really in my hand."
"What do you want?"
"Yes, as long as you give me the mysterious certificate, I will let you go today, and even give you my first hug, so that you can become a noble blood family, not a cheap blood slave." the vampire burst into a light in his eyes when he heard Paris's words.
"It's not enough. It's not enough to want mysterious certificates," Paris said, shaking his head.
"Well, what do you want?" the vampire said confidently with such an expression.
"Money, women or power? Or longer life? All these can be discussed as long as you hand in the mysterious certificate."
"Can I have all these?"
"Of course," the vampire nodded proudly.
"But I don't want these. Can I change them?" Paris said with flashing eyes.
"Change it, what do you want?" the vampire frowned at Paris and said.
"I want to..." Paris looked aside, and the vampire turned his head along Paris's eyes.
"I want your life!" he burst out, and then Paris raised the blue rose in his hand and robbed it directly.
"Bang bang!"
The firing pin ignited the primer, the smoke of gunpowder dispersed, and the bullet with frost damage shot at the vampire in an instant.
At the moment Paris shot, the vampire's body immediately drew a residual shadow and hid. The bullet hit the wall behind him, and a layer of frost appeared on the wall.
"You dare to refuse the kindness of the great foster. I will suck up your blood, turn you into the lowest blood slave, and then forgive you for your behavior until death."
Foster, who avoided the attack, became very ferocious, with sharp canine teeth exposed. A pair of black bat like wings appeared behind him. His eyes were red and his head was elongated. He looked like a huge bat.
"Dirty bedbugs, scum that can only hide in the dark," Paris sneered.
"You want to die!" Foster's figure disappeared in a flash, and Paris, who had been nervous all the time, did not look back and cut his hand behind him.
"The reaction is fast!"
"But mortals are mortals after all!"
The voice suddenly came from behind, and Paris even felt a chill in his ears. There was no time to think about it. He rolled and turned around. But before he cut off the sword, his wrist was caught out by a cold palm.
The cold palm was like a pair of pliers. The pain in the wrist immediately released Paris's hand holding the sword, and the glacier fell directly to the ground.
"Bang bang!"
Without taking care of his arm, Paris pulled out the blue rose in his left hand, fired three shots at the vampire close at hand, and instantly fired the remaining three bullets from the pistol. Paris knew very well about the power of the pistol that even vampires would suffer a lot if they were hit.
But another scene that surprised him appeared. In front of the vampire, a shield like blood suddenly appeared. The bullet hit the blood shield and frozen it. Then the blood shield was broken and turned into ice residue. The bullet did not cause him any damage.
"Nice weapon, but I missed!" foster looked at Paris proudly, then palmed hard.
"Click!" with a crisp sound, the whole arm was directly broken by the vampire, and the arm was folded into an exaggerated angle. Paris wailed bitterly when his arm was forcibly broken.
"To tell you the truth, I'm disappointed in you!"
"What else can you do now? If not, become my blood slave!"
"Hahaha, I'm already looking forward to what you will look like after you become a blood slave. It's exciting to think about it as a demon hunter blood slave."
Looking at the howling pastor, fortes laughed wildly. Then he stretched out his arm and grabbed Paris rolling on the ground. He opened his terrible mouth full of sharp teeth and was about to bite it directly.
"Ah! Damn reptile, dare to hurt the great blood clan!"
Just as the vampire was about to bite Paris' neck, a liquid with a pungent smell of garlic was vomited directly on the vampire's face.
Ordinary garlic can't kill vampires, but this highly concentrated garlic essence is highly toxic to vampires. With a scream, the unprepared fortes directly released his arm, and the skin contaminated with garlic essence made a nourishing sound. Bursts of stench came out. Soon his skin began to fester and exposed the dark white bones inside.
Paris endured severe pain, grabbed the glacier sword that fell to the ground, and then stabbed the rolling vampire continuously. The stabbed place soon freezes, and finally a sword cuts off its ugly head. The vampire's body convulsed a few times, then completely paralyzed, and then directly turned into a team of rotten skeletons.
"Bah, bah, bah, vomit." seeing that the vampire died completely, Paris kept spitting. The smell of garlic essence made him feel like he died immediately. Before he could deal with the injury, Paris directly grabbed a glass of beer, poured it down, and then rinsed frantically.
"Shua Shua!"A cold light flashed in an instant, and the two blood slaves were directly cut off their arms. The wound was frozen immediately, and the blood did not flow out. Then there was another click. This blood slave was directly led by a sword owl. Another blood slave found that he didn't want to escape, but the cold ice injury made his body stiff.Paris, who had not run for two steps, was stabbed in the heart with a sword. A layer of cold ice formed on the stabbed part. Paris gently pulled out his sword, and the heart of the blood slave had been broken into countless ice dregs."You are also a blood clan? It's just some defective products.""Pa Pa Pa!"A crisp applause came from the passage, and Paris turned to look at the figure."Your skill is good, and your weapons are obtained from the mysterious store."In the dim light, Allen saw the speaker clearly - wearing a tuxedo, a delicate bat badge pinned to his left chest, short blond hair, green eyes, handsome, with a trace of evil spirit, pale face, looking like a middle-aged man who had just recovered from a serious illness and dressed like a typical aristocrat.There was also a perfume on the body, but Paris recognized the smell of blood disguised by perfume.Paris tightened his weapon and didn't speak. He knew the strength of the real blood clan, the speed that human beings can't catch up with. Once they found your flaw, they will give you a fatal blow without hesitation."Since you have items in the mysterious store, the mysterious voucher is also on you." the vampire didn't attack at the first time, but asked."It's really in my hand.""What do you want?""Yes, as long as you give me the mysterious certificate, I will let you go today, and even give you my first hug, so that you can become a noble blood family, not a cheap blood slave." the vampire burst into a light in his eyes when he heard Paris's words."It's not enough. It's not enough to want mysterious certificates," Paris said, shaking his head."Well, what do you want?" the vampire said confidently with such an expression."Money, women or power? Or longer life? All these can be discussed as long as you hand in the mysterious certificate.""Can I have all these?""Of course," the vampire nodded proudly."But I don't want these. Can I change them?" Paris said with flashing eyes."Change it, what do you want?" the vampire frowned at Paris and said."I want to..." Paris looked aside, and the vampire turned his head along Paris's eyes."I want your life!" he burst out, and then Paris raised the blue rose in his hand and robbed it directly."Bang bang!"The firing pin ignited the primer, the smoke of gunpowder dispersed, and the bullet with frost damage shot at the vampire in an instant.At the moment Paris shot, the vampire's body immediately drew a residual shadow and hid. The bullet hit the wall behind him, and a layer of frost appeared on the wall."You dare to refuse the kindness of the great foster. I will suck up your blood, turn you into the lowest blood slave, and then forgive you for your behavior until death."Foster, who avoided the attack, became very ferocious, with sharp canine teeth exposed. A pair of black bat like wings appeared behind him. His eyes were red and his head was elongated. He looked like a huge bat."Dirty bedbugs, scum that can only hide in the dark," Paris sneered."You want to die!" Foster's figure disappeared in a flash, and Paris, who had been nervous all the time, did not look back and cut his hand behind him."The reaction is fast!""But mortals are mortals after all!"The voice suddenly came from behind, and Paris even felt a chill in his ears. There was no time to think about it. He rolled and turned around. But before he cut off the sword, his wrist was caught out by a cold palm.The cold palm was like a pair of pliers. The pain in the wrist immediately released Paris's hand holding the sword, and the glacier fell directly to the ground."Bang bang!"Without taking care of his arm, Paris pulled out the blue rose in his left hand, fired three shots at the vampire close at hand, and instantly fired the remaining three bullets from the pistol. Paris knew very well about the power of the pistol that even vampires would suffer a lot if they were hit.But another scene that surprised him appeared. In front of the vampire, a shield like blood suddenly appeared. The bullet hit the blood shield and frozen it. Then the blood shield was broken and turned into ice residue. The bullet did not cause him any damage."Nice weapon, but I missed!" foster looked at Paris proudly, then palmed hard."Click!" with a crisp sound, the whole arm was directly broken by the vampire, and the arm was folded into an exaggerated angle. Paris wailed bitterly when his arm was forcibly broken."To tell you the truth, I'm disappointed in you!""What else can you do now? If not, become my blood slave!""Hahaha, I'm already looking forward to what you will look like after you become a blood slave. It's exciting to think about it as a demon hunter blood slave."Looking at the howling pastor, fortes laughed wildly. Then he stretched out his arm and grabbed Paris rolling on the ground. He opened his terrible mouth full of sharp teeth and was about to bite it directly."Ah! Damn reptile, dare to hurt the great blood clan!"Just as the vampire was about to bite Paris' neck, a liquid with a pungent smell of garlic was vomited directly on the vampire's face.Ordinary garlic can't kill vampires, but this highly concentrated garlic essence is highly toxic to vampires. With a scream, the unprepared fortes directly released his arm, and the skin contaminated with garlic essence made a nourishing sound. Bursts of stench came out. Soon his skin began to fester and exposed the dark white bones inside.Paris endured severe pain, grabbed the glacier sword that fell to the ground, and then stabbed the rolling vampire continuously. The stabbed place soon freezes, and finally a sword cuts off its ugly head. The vampire's body convulsed a few times, then completely paralyzed, and then directly turned into a team of rotten skeletons."Bah, bah, bah, vomit." seeing that the vampire died completely, Paris kept spitting. The smell of garlic essence made him feel like he died immediately. Before he could deal with the injury, Paris directly grabbed a glass of beer, poured it down, and then rinsed frantically.
