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Looking at the werewolf Odin in front of him who was seriously injured and unconscious, Han Long's face was very calm, and his right hand grabbed into the void, and a cloud of blue-green light suddenly appeared in his hand.

The Essence of the Moon!!

Some werewolves who stood in front and saw it really could almost stark out of their eyes, this Oriental could actually condense the essence of the moon out of thin air?

You must know that the pure yin energy of the Moon Essence is not only needed by the blood clan, but also by the werewolves, usually they rely on their own natural instincts to absorb this energy, and there is no way to collect this ability, so at this time, seeing Han Long do such an unbelievable act, those werewolves were stunned.

Han Long waved his hand, and the cloud of moon essence in his hand suddenly shot into Odin's body like an arrow from the string.

Although I don't know how much power it contains, as soon as the essence of the moon fell on Odin, the other party's breath suddenly became calm, and the terrifying wound on his chest also accelerated to squirm, and after a while, the wound had healed, and not even a trace of scar remained.

And Odin himself quickly opened his eyes.

Hmm? I fainted, how long has it been, what's going on now?......

A series of questions welled up in his heart, and Odin couldn't figure out the situation at this time.

Struggling to get up from the ground, Odin found that his injuries were almost completely recovered, even the large wound on his chest was gone.

Odin looked up at the sky, the surrounding scenery still did not change, it seemed to be not much different from when he had just fainted, except that not far away, there was a thick cloud of flesh and blood floating above the heads of those bloods, and rain like blood continued to fall.

Seeing the expressions of great enjoyment on the faces of those blood clansmen, the pupils in Odin's eyes shrank, could it be that those guys are cultivating?

And a tall and burly figure was standing not far in front of the group of vampires, with no expression on his face, very indifferent, just staring at the group of vampires, as if playing the role of a guardian.

Odin was no stranger to this figure, it was the other party who seriously injured him, so that he almost returned to the arms of the great god Satan.

"Have you seen enough?" a cold but Asian male voice rang in Odin's ears.

Odin then remembered that not far in front of him, there was the Oriental man with demonic strength

"Your Excellency the Honorable Strong, do you have any orders?" Although he knew that the other party was a member of the Blood Clan, out of respect for the strong, Odin still asked cautiously.

A strong person will be respected by others wherever he goes!

Han Long's eyes flashed, running the true element, his hands were flat, his ten fingers were bent or stretched or knotted or trembled, and the true yuan power kept shooting out from his fingertips, drawing strange golden light in the air.

When the magic in his hand was over, he saw a dazzling golden light flash in mid-air, and countless golden threads shot out from that light, like an inverted sky net covering it, completely enveloping the figures of Han Long and Odin, and outsiders could only see a golden canopy enveloping the space where the two were located from the outside, and they couldn't see the figures of the two at all, nor could they hear the voices of the two of them.

"Alright, now we can have a good talk!" Han Long lowered his hands and said lightly.

"What do you want to do?" Odin couldn't help but feel a little humble when he saw that the other party had made such a big battle.

"Surrender or go to hell, you can choose one!" Han Long's cold voice exploded in the other party's ears.

Odin trembled with fright, and at this moment, under the golden light, he could see Han Long's appearance clearly.

This demonic powerhouse has a thinner figure than the average Oriental, close to one meter eight tall, the muscles on his body do not seem to be developed, and there are no protrusions like pimples, compared with the European blood clan that injured him, it seems to be weak.

But Odin knew that this seemingly weak body was full of explosive power, and even the marquis named David had to call the other party the master, which shows the power of this oriental.

Compared to Han Long's seemingly weak body, Han Long's face attracted Odin's attention even more, to be precise, the other party's pupils.

The other party has a pair of black pupils that are unique to Orientals, but the pupils seem to be constantly shining with golden lightning, giving people a terrifying feeling of annihilation.

Odin, who is known as a cultivation genius in his family, is not an idiot, on the contrary, he is an extremely shrewd person.

Because of his shrewdness, he was able to understand what Han Long meant, either continue to be an enemy and be bombarded into slag by the other party, or become the other party's servant and be a dog for the other party, just like that Marquis of the Blood Clan.

After a long silence, Odin looked around and found that the golden curtain of light had completely isolated the two from the outside world, and he couldn't even hear a sound coming from outside.

"You think that just those guys outside can help you get out of here?" Han Long seemed to sense something and continued to ask.

Odin shook his head with a wry smile, facing Han Long, even he, a fifth-order werewolf, didn't have the slightest confidence, let alone these clansmen around him who were even lower than his own strength.

"I don't know much about you werewolves, but please don't doubt my words. ”

Han Longsuo crossed his hands, put them on his chest, and said lightly: "Moreover, my patience is limited!"

"What do you want me to do?"

After listening to Han Long's words, Odin's brows furrowed tightly, he pondered for a long time, and asked with a solemn face.

Han Long replied paradoxically: "Don't be lucky, try to perfunctory me, that's impossible, you have to make a choice." If you choose to remain an enemy, then I will send you to hell immediately, and if you choose to be my servant, then I will spare you from death. ”

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Without answering, Odin stared at Han Long in a daze, not knowing what he was thinking.

"I choose to surrender!" After a moment of silence, Odin returned to Han Long's question head-on.

Han Long squinted his eyes, looked at Odin, and said, "Are you thinking of perfunctory me first, and then go back and gather the strong men of the werewolves to surround and kill me?"

Groov!

Damn, how can this Oriental be so smart?, Odin's heart slammed, but there was no nervousness or fear on his face.

Seeing that the other party was told by himself, Han Long showed a rare smile on his face: "Have you heard of the blood dedication of the blood clan?"

"Hmm. ”

Odin nodded, and suddenly had a sense of foreboding in his heart!

"Don't tell me you werewolves don't have anything like that?"

Sure enough, he guessed that the other party wanted to completely control his life, and Odin was also frightened at this time in a cold sweat, trembling all over, "Yes, we werewolves call it the Blood Contract!"

"Don't be afraid, you'll soon know that being my servant isn't a bad thing!" Han Long still had a smile on his face at this time.

It's just that, in Odin's eyes, the other party's smile is more terrifying than the demon's roar, and it is constantly destroying his inner defense.

"You can choose to surrender, or you can fight me to the end!" As soon as the words fell, Han Long's figure automatically floated, looking down at Odin in the air, like a wild beast that wanted to choose people and devour, as if it was about to fight if it didn't agree with each other.

"Tick ...... Tick ......"

Dou Da's cold sweat continued to flow down Odin's head and slide down Odin's cheeks, but Odin didn't wipe the cold sweat on his face.

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