He even looked up at the heir of the Undead Emperor, the white bone that had not moved from beginning to end, and had been under the protection of the undead who had remained in the Great Tomb.

Amusing.

The undead emperor who conquered the four directions, his heir was so cowardly and incompetent.

That's it, and it's worthy of being the master of the Great Tomb?

In Rusfan's chest, ambition was swelling.

He was thinking that if he did it with all his might today, he might be able to bury all the dregs of these Bone Factions with blood!

At that time, the Great Tomb will be his, Rusfan's!

Celia tilted her head and spoke to Rusfan for the first time, "You only have, is this ability?"

Rusfan's pupils shrank.

The next moment, a huge flesh fist appeared out of nowhere, smashing open more than a dozen blood shackles in an instant.

And the remnants are unabated, directly grabbing the vampire count.

Lu Sifan's heart suddenly had an alarm, and his pupils narrowed.

The zombie girl's sudden burst of power and speed made him unable to react at all.

What's going on?

How could she break the shackles of blood?

Even if she was a leader of the same class as me, she would not have been able to break through this sturdy blood shackle!

What the vampire count relies on most is his own blood shackles.

Farther west, a Dark Ranger once roamed and occupied a large part of the territory.

But the Dark Ranger is still buried in his own blood shackles.

What's more, he is still fighting at home.

Under your feet, there's a pool of blood!

The blood shackles coagulated with the blood of the blood pool can't even imprison a zombie girl?!

For the first time, Rusfan doubted his own strength.

Could it be that when he woke up from his slumber, his strength dropped a lot?

The next moment, an alarm suddenly appeared in his heart.

Without thinking much about it, his figure jumped up sharply.

Bang——!

A huge fleshy palm grips from the bottom up of the pool of blood.

Although he didn't catch it completely, he still ripped off half of the vampire's tuxedo.

If the vampire count had been a beat slower, he would have been clutched in the palm of his flesh by now.

Rusfan took a quick breath.

He panicked a little.

The other party's mysterious flesh and blood palm, as well as terrifying power and amazing super speed, seem to surpass him in everything!

What class is she?

Could it be a lord?

However, he didn't wait for Rusfan to catch his breath.

Two fleshy palms slapped at him from both the upper and lower directions.

This time, the vampire count could no longer escape.

In fact, he sensed in advance the moment when the fleshy palm that appeared from the pool of blood jumped into the air.

He had already stepped into Celia's trap.

Nishizawa, who saw everything in his eyes, couldn't help but glance at the zombie girl at this moment.

This kid is going to be tricked!

If you want to indulge, please enter the urn!

Awesome!

Smack——!

Two palms with a diameter of five meters slapped together fiercely up and down.

It's like swatting an insignificant mosquito to death.

The body of the vampire count turned into a handful of ashes in an instant.

Oliver and Laurent, as well as the rest of the undead, looked excited.

Is the vampire count dead?

Died so simply?

But Celia had no joy on her face at all.

Her little face was still serious.

Nishizawa's brow bone furrowed.

Above the pool of blood, there was also Rusfan's writing.

The owner of the vampire dungeon is not dead.

Sure enough, the next moment, Rusfan's body condensed on the surface of the pool of blood far away from Celia.

His face still had a lingering look on his face.

Whoever sees himself being slapped to death by two five-meter-long palms is afraid that he will have palpitations.

What's even more terrifying is this little girl's grasp of the fighter.

Like a beast, he has a natural fighting instinct!

Fighting her, Rusfan felt like he was facing an old vampire who had outlived him, was stronger than himself, and was wiser than himself.

The vampire count made a direct decision in just a few thoughts - give up the blood pool, give up the vampire dungeon, and run away!

This zombie girl, I'm afraid it's really the undead of the lord class!

Moreover, the heir of the undead emperor has not yet shown his strength from beginning to end.

If he can subdue a lord for his own use, will his strength be even higher?

Keep fighting, you will definitely lose!

Even if you want to take revenge, you must secretly accumulate strength and decapitate in one fell swoop while the Great Tomb is negligent.

But before leaving, maybe you can separate the relationship between the owner of the Great Tomb and the zombie lord.

The vampire count took a deep look at Celia and used his own discordant trick as soon as he opened his mouth.

"Zombie, I have something to say to you about the owner of the Great Tomb to whom you are allegiant. Rusfan said politely.

Celia was expressionless and did not speak.

The corners of Rusfan's mouth went up.

If you don't speak, it means that you are acquiescing!

"Son of the Undead Emperor......" Seeing that Celia didn't react, the vampire count was ready to talk endlessly.

But before he could speak, a huge fleshy palm fell from the sky again.

Smack.

Rusfan was once again shot to ashes.

Nishizawa noticed that some of the blood in the pool seemed to be permanently gone.

"Incarnate the blood pool, I understand this innate ability a little. The Undead Monarch rubbed his mandible.

Although this vampire count is only level 6, he has survived the hands of Celia again and again, and he can even live a few tricks.

It's because of the existence of this pool of blood.

The blood pool is equivalent to a supply that allows him to continue his life again and again, allowing him to recover quickly.

Ordinary lords may not be able to defeat Rusfan, and will consume a lot of mana in attack after attack, but Rusfan can draw energy from the blood pool, and he will be consumed by the vampire count in the future.

Soon, a frightened and enraged Rusfan reappeared from the farthest point of the pool of blood to Celia.

The magic in his body was back to its peak.

But his face was embarrassed, and the noble feeling of the vampire dungeon master was gone.

This time the vampire count didn't talk any more nonsense.

The zombie girl obviously didn't bother to listen to his discord, and even pretended to agree, and once again wanted to capture and indulge, making him consume another part of the blood pool energy.

Lu Sifan took a deep breath, and suddenly his whole body exploded strangely, turning into pure black bats and flying away.

The sweet blood in the pool of blood was also transformed into bats flying all over the sky.

Nishizawa immediately realized that Lu Sifan was planning to run away!

But without his command, the dark princess stared at the demons dancing like bats, and the dark light appeared from the tips of her small princess shoes, like a huge ball of dark light, rapidly expanding.

Any bat that is enveloped by a ball of light that is well versed in it will be more than ten times slower in speed.

This is almost no different from immobilization.

And the Great Tomb Undead in this deep ball of light were not affected by the negative effects at all.

In the blink of an eye, the dark ball of light enveloped the huge vampire dungeon.

No matter how fast these little bats fly, they are not as fast as they are!