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Chapter Thirty-Nine Wilbur Wright

The person who grasps every detail of the battlefield is a qualified killer.

In each battle, you have to use basic weapons and skills... and more importantly, you have to use your brain.

What moves do I know about Orville?

What fighting skills do Orville don't know?

The answer is certainly - "flashing teleportation".

Ye Lie has been hiding killing moves since he arrived at the shelter. He has used the most skillful technique since he mastered the spiritual power of space.

However, how could it be possible to defeat Orville just by relying on flashing teleportation? Looking back on the first actual training with Pani Shi, Ye Zhang threw the dagger behind Pani Shi. She avoided his killer move with just a simple second thrust.

Orville is not stupid. Even Ye Zhu knew that the biggest weakness of the blood clan was close combat. How could he not know his weakness? So Orville must be prepared...

Ye Zhang kept thinking, the battle changed rapidly, and he didn't have much time left.

If you insist on forcibly killing him, you must solve his backlash. The key is how to solve it? - When Ye Lan was knocked down and fell to the ground and accidentally grabbed the metal fragment in his hand, an unreliable plan came to his mind.

"Teductive fraud, creating gaps."

There is only one chance. Ye Zi must be fierce and quick, kill him with one blow. Otherwise, if Orville takes the distance and keeps using blood to consume his physical strength, he will burn his vitality and die within three minutes.

If Orville didn't think Ye Li's trick was used again, even though Ye Li's might teleport behind him, he would stubbornly stab him with a gun... There was only one ending, Ye Li was penetrated by a blood spear, and there was no place to die.

This is pretty good. If Ye Li can't die... Maybe he will be captured by Orville and trained to become RBQ.

This is a bet, and the night ball chooses to be life-like chess.

This is a dangerous game, and even if you take a wrong move, you will be doomed.

It was so dangerous that night bet won, Orville paid a heavy price for his arrogance, and the body turned into a white sculpture.

Eighteen percent of the human body composition are carbon elements. Under the dark moon sword's blue flame, most other elements of Orville's body are vaporized and evaporated, and the remaining carbon elements are instantly crystallized, turning him into a white sculpture.

The evening breeze blows gently, blowing through the bloody shelter, taking away part of Orville. The snow-falling ashes scattered everywhere, bringing a strange color to the red space.

"Hey, Orville.tobuildasnowman (do you want to build a snowman)?"

Provoking the Dark Moon, the Night Blade slashed Orville's neck with a knife. The "statue" collapsed instantly, and crystal powder splashed everywhere. There was a little metal block in it, which might be Orville's personal belongings, but it didn't matter.

The dead are not worthy of having a say.

"Very good!"

"It's finally over..."

“Woo…(cry)”

With Orville's death, the townspeople cheered and the townspeople burst into tears.

I cheer for this savior, moved to open a new page and to see tomorrow.

I also feel sad for my lost relatives and friends, and sad for all the dead townspeople.

They wanted to come and surround the brave and powerful girl in black robe, but were stared hard by her golden pupils hidden under her mask. The bloodthirsty murderous intent in the girl's eyes was as rich as ink. For a moment, the murderous intent was revealed, as if the eternal frozen ice lake cracked and the cold air bloomed.

The commotion and chaos instantly subsided, and the townspeople retreated timidly, and they suddenly realized something.

Is this girl really here to save them?

Look at her slowly walking towards her like Shura, what is the difference between her and those vampires...

He glanced at the townspeople who had not yet realized the seriousness of the situation, but Ye Zhang didn't say anything.

To be precise, he didn't even have the strength to speak.

He barely regained the consciousness that was about to dissipate, and Ye Zhang walked towards Wilbur who was lying on the ground. He could not fall down, but... The matter was not over yet. Even if Wilbur was devoured by Orville, he would still be a vampire.

Even if Wilbur is really dead, Ye Lu will cut off his head and dig out his heart. He will never allow a low-level mistake of being killed because he does not finish the knife.

If Wilbur left it alone, if he still had a trace of vitality... these stupid townspeople would probably be eaten up by him? Then no one would be able to save them... This kind of thing cannot happen again.

Ye Lu subconsciously wanted to form a needle, but he moved his fingers but couldn't even squeeze out the spiritual power.

When going out for a task, Night Pen always has a silver needle bag. The silver needle can detect whether the liquid is toxic, or it can be used to directly stimulate the nerves when there is no adrenaline, trigger an hyperactivity, and enter an excited state to relieve pain.

Today's night flakes are like a dry sponge, and even if they twist until they are cracked, they cannot squeeze out a drop of water.

Coming to the vampire who was lying in a pool of blood, Ye Lu lifted up the Dark Moon Sword and looked down at him. Wilbur was as quiet as a corpse, motionless, and blood flowed out of the cut-off arm... Ye Lu narrowed his eyes and leaped his side steps with a conditioned reflex.

Don't joke! A person who loses too much blood will die of blood because he cannot provide blood in a few minutes after lying on the ground! Even if he doesn't die, the blood will flow dry and solidify, but the blood on Wilbur's broken arm is still bright, which means-

He is constantly producing blood, he is still alive and awake!

"Hmmm, hehhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

As if he wanted to testify Ye Zhu's guess, Wilbur slowly got up from the ground, his face covered with blood.

He licked his lips, sucking the turbid, earthy blood into his stomach like licking juice.

When Ye Ping fought Orville, Wilbur, who was lying in the blood of the corpse, completely ignored the residue in the blood and drank greedily. Even if the blood would poison him, he tried almost crazy to restore his strength.

Either die at the hands of his brother with dignity, or get the chance to survive regardless of everything. Obviously, Wilbur chose the latter.

He poured into his body with a highly poisonous force, even if he would become a useless person in the future, he would do whatever he could!

As the pride of the vampire, Wilbur's life is smooth sailing. If nothing unexpected happens, he can become a duke. Now it's all ruined! If it weren't for this human, his younger brother wouldn't go crazy. Yes, it's all this human's fault!

In Wilbur's subconscious, he really treated Orville as his younger brother... If he had the chance, he would definitely take good care of Orville and improve the relationship between brothers.

Blood Shield? For you.

Which woman do you like? For you.

A ancestry? A title? You want to give you everything.

But now Orville is dead, and the mistakes that Orville made cannot be corrected, and no one can give Orville's expected love. The only thing Wilbur can do is kill this human being to avenge his brother.

"ruaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!!" Wilbur roared with a cracked mouth, revealing his scarlet canine teeth.
Chapter completed!
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