The sharp blade cut through the skin, penetrated the chest, cut open the blood core, and finally stopped in the center of the blood core. A drop of blood wrapped in golden crystals rolled out along the bright blade and fell into Night Eye's mouth.
In an instant, the blood in Ye Tong's body quickly became thicker, and even formed a layer of light red mist on the body surface, with a faint golden glow. After a while, Ye Tong's breathing gradually stabilized, and he could no longer smell it.
To that chilling fragrance.
Qianye sensed the condition of her body again and saw that the blood core had been supplemented by the powerful power of the source blood and had begun to repair. He finally breathed a sigh of relief. He looked at the surrounding environment and selected a newly appeared gap. There was a small independent piece behind it.
Space, anyone who wants to go there must pass through the cave hall and a passage that is half blocked.
Qianye picked up Ye Tong, but before he could stand up, his face turned pale and his legs went weak. He used his elbow to support the ground to prevent Ye Tong from falling, and tried to support his body with his other hand, but almost fell down.
.The body that usually can control the most distal muscles now seems very strange and becomes extremely weak.
This was the result of severe damage to the blood core. Qianye took a deep breath and waited for the sudden dizziness to pass. As a result of his struggle, the small wound on his chest burst open, and blood gushed out, soaking his open coat.
Qianye coughed a few times and sprayed out a lot of blood foam from his mouth. He pressed his chest wound with his hand. The dark gold blood and purple blood in his body seemed to sense that the body had been severely injured, and they all jumped out from the runes and surrounded them.
The blood core swims around and around, constantly spitting out traces of life, trying to repair the cracks on the surface of the blood core.
After a while, Qianye felt better. The knife wound on his chest stopped bleeding, but the wound on the blood core was not so easy to heal. He stood up little by little and moved Nighteye to the hidden space he was looking for.
Qianye flattened Ye Tong and let her lie down more comfortably, then carefully wiped all the dirt and dust from her face, looked at her quietly for a while, then stood up slowly, dragging Dongyue with some difficulty towards the outside of the hall.
Go.
Qianye found a shadow-covered corner in the deep passage and sat down against the cave wall. He rummaged through the Anduya space and finally found a box of cigarettes. Qianye grabbed the saber and rolled the cigarette carefully.
Cut it open, add a whole tube of enhanced stimulant inside, reroll it, and light it.
He couldn't control the trembling of his hands for such a simple movement, and it was very difficult to do it. This was because the feeling of powerlessness in his body had not completely passed. Now Qianye finally knew what it felt like to have his blood core severely damaged, as if there was a helpless person beneath him.
The black hole at the bottom is constantly falling in strength.
Qianye put the cigarette to his mouth and took a deep breath. Suddenly, a pungent taste like needles poured straight into his lungs, making him choke and cough a few more times. However, as excessive stimulants entered his body, he
I immediately felt refreshed.
In the labyrinth-like passage, a Viscount of the Paz clan was running at high speed. He would stop from time to time to check the remaining traces on the cave wall and the ground. His face gradually showed excitement, because the traces left by Nighteye were getting more and more...
More means that the opponent's injuries are getting more serious and he is gradually catching up.
Nighteye had been severely injured by Edward. If it weren't for his bloodline concealment ability, he could pass directly through the territory of many ferocious beasts, and he would have been caught up long ago. And the viscount himself was also a master of stealth and concealment. After long-distance tracking, he would have been caught up long ago.
He, who was of mediocre strength, broke away from the strong men of his own race and chased after him alone.
Seeing that a great achievement was about to fall into his hands, the viscount couldn't help but smile with excitement and cruelty.
There was a bang, and the sound of heavy objects falling to the ground was heard at the end of the passage ahead, which startled the Viscount. He actually did not sense the breath of any creature in front of him? The Blood Viscount was not slow to react, and he made an emergency stop and flashed into the shadows of several stone pillars next to him.
He first hid his whereabouts before looking towards the end of the passage.
Just like other passages deep underground, the front is dark, with only an unknown fungus emitting a green light. Such a faint light is not as good as complete darkness, which makes vampires who are born with night vision ability
The viscount could barely see what was happening at the end of the passage.
In the center of the passage, a heavy sword was thrust diagonally, and a person stood behind the sword. From this distance, the Vampire Viscount could only barely make out that it seemed to be a man, and his appearance and race could not be clearly seen.
The Vampire Viscount consciously kept sneaking all the way here, and immediately disappeared after being alerted by the sound. Logically speaking, it is unlikely that the other party has discovered him, and he should just appear here by chance.
But this passage is at the end of a curve. Judging from the direction of the luminous fungi extending in front, there may be another cave hall beyond, which means that this is the only way to catch up with Night Eye.
Although the Viscount didn't want to cause trouble, he didn't seem to have any other choice. He estimated the distance, pulled out his short gun, and slowly injected the force.
At the end of the passage, Qianye lit another cigarette, took a long drag, and then said, "Come out, stop hiding, I've seen you a long time ago."
The Vampire Viscount was suddenly shocked. The other party was speaking Common Language. From the wording habits and accent, he should be from the human race. However, in this dim environment, the Vampire Race has more perception methods than the humans, and the range of perception is also wider. There is no reason for him to be confused by the other party.
Discover first.
But since his whereabouts were exposed, the effect of using a short gun was not great. The Vampire Viscount simply walked out of the shadows, put the short gun back into the holster, pulled out his sword, and said with a ferocious smile: "I originally wanted you to die more comfortably, but
Since you can't find it yourself, you can't blame me. But you still have a chance to answer my question honestly. There was a female vampire with black hair and black eyes who passed by here not long ago. Have you seen it? "
Looking at the Vampire Viscount approaching quickly, Qianye did not prepare for battle. He just smoked and pointed behind him, "Are you talking about Night Eye? She is not far over there."
The Vampire Viscount was immediately overjoyed, "Really? How far is it? How is she doing?"
After asking a series of questions, looking at Qianye's half-smiling eyes, the vampire viscount realized that something was wrong, and said in surprise: "You are a human race! How did you know that her name is Night Eye? What else do you know?"
Qianye took another puff of cigarette before saying, "I also know that you don't need the answers to these questions."
The Blood Viscount's face suddenly darkened, and he said coldly: "I also think you smoked the last cigarette for too long."
"This cigarette is of great use." Qianye said, showing a clear smile to the Vampire Viscount.
When the blood clan Viscount suddenly felt alarmed, he suddenly heard the faint sound of waves in the sea! Indescribable huge pressure fell on him out of thin air. He yelled, and the blood around him disappeared in just a flash, and then his knees shook.
Shen, fell to his knees heavily.
Qianye lifted Dongyue with one hand, and under the horrified gaze of the Vampire Viscount, struck him on the head with his sword, splitting him in half.
Dongyue continued to fall, and most of the sword's edge was deeply buried in the ground. Qianye did not pull it out, but loosened the hilt of the sword, pulled out the blood-sucking blade, walked to the body of the Vampire Viscount, and leaned over to take a look. Unfortunately,
The sword was so accurate that even the Viscount's blood core was split into two. No matter how fast Qianye struck, the blood essence he could absorb was less than one-third of the original amount.
Qianye shrugged, reminding himself that he would make appropriate corrections to his sword posture in the future. However, with the replenishment of these essence and blood, he suddenly felt that the powerlessness in his whole body was much lessened, and the dark gold blood energy began to swim slowly due to excessive consumption.
He and the purple blood seemed to have taken a breath, but they were still far away from the boiling blood state.
The cigarette that had been burning between his fingers had reached its end at this time. Qianye flicked off the cigarette butt with only sparks left, and then lit another one. He did not sit down, but still stood leaning against the cave wall. Each cigarette was a dose.
Powerful stimulants stimulated his exhausted body to maintain fighting status.
Suddenly a hoarse voice came from the passage: "It's so ugly to eat. Which clan are you descended from?"
The sound was very sudden, and it was difficult to judge the distance, and no one was seen. However, Qianye did not appear surprised, as if he had already known that there was such a person hiding nearby.
He was still unhurried, still holding the cigarette in his left hand, and the blood-sucking blade circled around his right wrist to retract the scabbard. Then he held the hilt of the Dongyue sword in his right hand, but did not lift it. He just said calmly: "This damn place has something to gain."
Just eat, who cares whether it looks good or not."
An old vampire with a majestic face stepped out of the darkness. His clothes were spotless. Even after such a long battle, every button inlaid with gems on his clothes was still polished to a bright shine.
This is the most old-school vampire clan. The Paz clan emblem on the collar is made of various gemstones, which is obviously a master-level handiwork. He looked at Qianye, with contempt and contempt in his eyes, but also a faint fear.
The vampire old man and the dead Viscount arrived at the scene at about the same time. Of course, the Viscount was unaware of his whereabouts as an earl. He originally wanted the Viscount to come up first to see what Qianye was doing, but unexpectedly the other party killed the Viscount with one sword strike.
He had no time to help.
However, the more the blood Earl looked, the more confused he became. He originally thought that Qianye was a human being, and that sword was obviously driven by the force of dawn. But then he saw Qianye taking out a vampire blade to absorb the blood of the viscount, which made him
He almost thought that his perception was distorted by this ghost place again, but Qianye's answer confirmed that he was right.
Then there is only one possibility. The other party is a hybrid of vampires and humans. He has awakened the holy blood, but has not yet completely swallowed up the force of dawn. This guess made the contempt in the eyes of the vampire Earl even thicker. Mixed bloods have no role in vampire society at all.
Without any status, they may acquire some strange abilities, but they are destined to be unable to break through to count or above and become truly strong.
"I am Earl Robinson of the Paz clan. Who are you and what is your relationship with Nighteye? Hand her over and I can let you die more happily."
Qianye smiled and said, "Do you people from the Paz clan all like to talk to themselves?"
"I never joke with people." Robinson said with a frosty face.
"I don't like joking either."
"Tell me where Nighteye is, otherwise"
"No need to do otherwise, let's do it!"
Anger flashed across Robinson's face, and he pulled out the bright red sword. With a flick of his wrist, the sword vibrated, and it actually let out a high-pitched singing voice like a chorus, pointing at Qianye.
Qianye smiled slightly, slowly pulled out Dongyue, and raised the inconspicuous sword edge. Every movement had a mountain-like power.
The inexplicable heart palpitations resurfaced in Robinson's heart again. He has always been cautious and steady, and is known for his extraordinary sense of danger. At this moment, he felt strange. After carefully observing Qianye's expression, he suddenly felt that there seemed to be something hidden in the other person's smile.
What? That seems to be pride?
Robinson immediately stopped, stared at Qianye, and said slowly: "You are injured."
Qianye smiled casually and said, "Everyone can see this."
Robinson frowned slowly and sneered, "Do you want me to take action immediately? Maybe after a while, you will fall down."
"Then just wait a moment." Qianye looked calm.
As a result, Robinson felt a little unsure and looked at Qianye suspiciously, wondering if he was retreating in order to advance, but actually wanted to delay time.
Just as he was pondering over his decision, a chill suddenly rose up on Robinson's back, like an ice line, running up from his waist to the back of his head. For a moment, he couldn't tell that this was a real chill.
, or an illusion caused by murderous intent.
Robinson turned around suddenly and looked towards the way he came.