"Skeletons?"

Hector, of course, knew that as the lowest undead, skeletons had never even reached the level of miscellaneous servants, and could only exist as cannon fodder on the battlefield. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

But the bone frame in front of him exudes an unusual atmosphere.

In fact, when Lawson advanced to Silver, the momentum emanating from his whole body had already been reined in, and as long as he wanted to, he could even hide it completely, looking like an ordinary low-level bone shelf.

So now Hector can only feel the ominous smell coming from the other party, but he is not sure about Rosen's strength.

However, judging from the fact that the other party can easily control the Lord of the Wandering Soul, it must not be too bad.

"Spirit Master, this is the helper you found?"

Hector still maintained his aggressive momentum, but secretly was already thinking about the means of attacking.

"This is the leader of the Inferior Bloods?"

But it wasn't the Spirit Lord in the flask who answered Hector, it was the skeleton.

"What !? you?"

When he heard about the inferior blood clan, Hector directly lost his mind.

He had always been proud of his status as a Bloodline, after all, this was a near-immortal life, but that really couldn't hide the fact that he was actually just a Downgraded Bloodline.

In this world, there are two ways in which the Bloodline is born.

The first is the survivors who have been directly sucked by the blood clan and have not died, most of the resulting bloodlines are degraded bloods, and there is no other bloodline to teach and help, most of these people will die within a week of becoming bloodline.

The second is the person who has sucked the blood of the blood clan itself, and the blood of this type of blood clan is more pure, and it is also a real blood clan.

And Hector, who was a prodigal aristocratic brother before his death, was attacked by a female blood clan after being drunk but survived, is obviously an inferior blood clan.

Hector didn't have time to think about what level of skeleton could speak, his brain was completely overwhelmed with rage.

Suddenly, the monster was a little bigger, covered with a red cuticle, like armor, and its claws were long, like a sharp knife, and its thick tail swept through it, shattering all the tables and chairs in the room.

"The way your Bloodlines fight is really not graceful at all. ”

Rosen saw the muscular monster in front of him, and said to Vivien, who was perched on his shoulder, with some amusement.

"I don't admit it's a Bloodline, it's just scraps of food. ”

The words that came out of Vivien's mouth infuriated Hector even more, and he couldn't care about anything else but crush the bone in front of him.

Bang -

Hector's feet were so hard that the ground collapsed, sending out a shockwave that caused the walls to shake as well.

This bloodclan used all his strength at the beginning, directly breaking through the speed of sound, and bursts of shock waves appeared in front of him.

The huge impact came directly towards Rosen, but he didn't move, only raised one hand.

Hum -

Hector, who was like a cannonball, had barely moved a step when he was stopped by an irresistible force, unable to move forward even a single bit.

"What trick?"

Hector was still puzzled, but then he felt something strange.

Because the barrier in front of him is difficult to shake no matter how it is used, and even Hector feels that the front is unreachable, even if the enemy is close in front of him, but the barrier in the middle does not exist reasonably.

It's like a law.

"Wait, don't you say?"

Hector subconsciously thought of some existence, and his mind was already hesitating.

But before he could decide, Rosen had already held out a finger.

Bang -

When he came back to his senses, Hector found that his left hand was gone.

The small half of the palm was still spinning and falling in the air, and the half of the upper arm spurted out thick blood, and the middle part had already turned into a cloud of blood mist and dissipated.

The magical barrier he was proud of was nothing in the face of the opponent's attack.

"What ......"

Hector had already figured out what the other party was coming from, and he was a little frightened and tried to back off.

But Rosen had already reached out a second finger.

Smack-

Feeling a burst of weightlessness, Hector suddenly found that his two legs had also turned into a blood mist, and his heavy upper body immediately fell downward.

He hurriedly tried to regenerate, the bloodline's self-healing ability was quite strong, and he could recover in the blink of an eye in the face of most physical attacks.

But soon, Hector discovered that his hands and feet could not grow back anyway, as if he had no hands and feet in the first place.

The only hand left was to grasp something, but soon, Hector found that there was a blank space in front of him.

Only Rosen's third finger stretched out.

Falling to the ground, Hector felt the world spin around, and the chain reaction caused by excessive blood loss was eating away at his life, and in less than a quarter of an hour, if he had not received any treatment, he would have fallen.

When his life of hundreds of years was about to end, he didn't have any special feelings.

Then Hector's head was lifted.

"Keep this, maybe it will be useful later. ”

Rosen said, the blood clan in front of him has only one head left, but fortunately, the vitality of this creature is strong, if it wasn't for Rosen using the power of the law to seal his recovery path in advance, Hector would have been able to recover in an instant.

"What do you mean......

Hector was a little confused, but vaguely aware that something was wrong, and he asked, but received no response.

"My lord, believe me, this guy's head is just as easy to use, and it can definitely meet your requirements, so since you got it, you might as well let me go back......"

Farrell said with a fluke mentality, but Rosen quickly disappointed his expectations.

"No, no, no, there is no rule that I can't have two assistants, and the collision of two kinds of thinking may burst out more shining sparks. ”

Lawson put Hector's head in another glass case, and after blessing the power of the law, he was able to survive even the head of the bloodline.

This is part of Rosen's plan for the use of the law, but it is still only in the stage of material accumulation.

"My lord, don't be kidding, how can I, a wandering soul, be compared to a noble blood clan that has lived for hundreds of years......"

Farrell seemed to struggle, but Rosen tucked Hector's head into the storage ring and tapped the surface of the flask lightly.

"It's okay, I'm satisfied that you've fully demonstrated your abilities as an assistant these days, so don't think about leaving this flask, Farrell. ”

Lawson suspended the flask in the air again, then glanced at the ruined room, and then glanced down the hallway, which was littered with Bloodclan corpses.

"There's one guy left, Farrell, lead the way. ”