Boom! Boom! Boom! Three heavy, heart-wrenching sounds rang out in this small space.

The elite werewolves who rushed towards Tang Bai in the carriage were suddenly knocked out by the raging magical shock storm. The light blue hemispherical energy storm flew backwards against those elite werewolves one by one, causing them to fly against the thick iron wall of the carriage, still clinging to their bodies, sticking to every inch of skin and hair on their bodies, squeezing them into the iron wall.

Even the howls of pain or anger could not be uttered by the impenetrable squeeze of the air. They only felt that their bodies were exposed to the energy storm, as if they had been slashed by thousands of knives.

The thick and thick skin showed signs of cracking, and the muscles under the skin, which were as hard as granite and could withstand the recoiled firearms, were like squeaky and moaning skeletons, declaring their pain to their owners.

Because Amelia has Tang Bai's support, she is not injured or injured. Otherwise, with her current state, if she was like those werewolves who flew out, she would not be able to wait for Tang Bai to rescue, even if she was a vampire true ancestor, I was afraid that she would die with a whimper.

It seems that the sound of the battle that is still unfinished here has attracted people who have already finished fighting in nearby carriages, or people who have already ended fighting in other places, and are converging towards this carriage with special characters.

When the sound of many footsteps sounded on the train floor, it quickly approached the carriage. Tang Bai, and the vampire elder Amelia lying on the ground, who luckily escaped from the mouths of those werewolves. They turned their heads together, raised their eyes, and looked in the direction where the footsteps came.

A tall, black man in a brown leather jacket, with a blank face, calmly stepped into the carriage. Unlike his ferocious fellow wolves, this particular werewolf did not transform. He still retains his human body disguise. His shaved skull resembled that of a balding hairy wolf.

Amelia speculated that the newcomer was the male leader responsible for the blasphemous ambush. And Tang Bai recognized this newcomer. It is Lucian's henchman and the enforcer of the law in the wolf clan in the dark world of Budapest-Ryze!

Rhyz clutched a gleaming metal tin box in his hand. Just like that, he stepped on the luxurious carpet soaked in blood. His tall, heavy body trampled on it, and with every step, it filled the blood-soaked carpet with blood. The blood bubbled out of the trampling.

"Do you want to reverse our deal?" Crystal blue eyes glanced at the embarrassed few elite werewolves in the carriage. Skimming the ground again, Amelia, who was still breathing, and would not be able to recover her wounds and normalcy for a while, finally, Ruiz's gaze fell on Tang Bai's body. He frowned, his palm holding the metal box tightened violently, squeezing the box out of a slight creak, and he took a deep breath. Maintaining his calmness, he questioned Tang Baidao.

Amelia, who was lying on the carpet, heard the words because of Tang Bai's appearance and shot. The eyes that had just flashed with hope and longing suddenly became desperate and gloomy again. The coldness and powerlessness caused by the wound and blood loss were like a wave of aftermath at this moment, spreading through the called Amelia Health and Perseverance, submerging it in the sea.

Trade.

Back.

A few words are enough to show that this sudden attack, which contains a great conspiracy, must have an unspeakable close connection with the person who was later regarded as a life by Amelia. The former wolf and the tiger, which one falls into the hands of the other, and its final end, it seems that the result does not make a big difference for Amelia.

"Why do you think that?" Tang Bai pretended to smile in surprise.

The little dragon, which was stimulated by the remnants of the tragic battle atmosphere around him and the pungent smell of blood around him, was also alive and vigorous, standing on Tang Bai's head with his head and tail. The little claws of the forelimbs excitedly scratched the hair of their master Tang Bai, one lock at a time, one lock at a time, a pair of dragon wings, stretched and contracted, as if a pair of weird belligerent ears were installed on Tang Bai's head, flapping from time to time.

The reason why Ruiz didn't riot immediately was because he saw a little restless little dragon, even if it looked small and cute, and even a little skinny and weak, it seemed that any ordinary person could grab it casually, and then tear it in half with its wings.

But Ruiz, who was beaten once by Xiaolong, did not dare to have this illusion at all. Especially when he was frequently noticed and glanced at by those golden eyes, he didn't dare to move at will. In the carriage of this train, Ruiz didn't want to repeat the tragedy of the last sewer.

"Then please get out of the way and give Amelia to us." Under the pressure of Xiaolong and Tang Bai's own strength, Ruiz didn't make any hot accusations, and after hearing Tang Bai's answer, he didn't think about what kind of thoughts Tang Bai had in his heart, stretched out a finger, pointed at Amelia on the carpet, and said to Tang Bai.

"She can't give it to you." Tang Bai shook his head and rejected Ruiz.

"You ......"

"What do you want to do?"

Before Ryze's angry words could be uttered, a calm voice rang out behind him. The werewolves crowded in this carriage, whether they were transformed or untransformed like Ruiz, when they heard this voice, they all restrained their ferocity, retracted their fangs, lowered their eyebrows, and became well-behaved and docile.

Lucien carried a SPAS12 shotgun and strode through the werewolves in the carriage and strolled towards this direction. As he advanced, the werewolves in his way spontaneously made way for him to get to the point, even if they were extremely uncomfortable crowded on either side due to the cramped space. Their drooping eyes, as well as their restrained canine teeth and fierce faces, did not show any unwillingness or rage.

Tang Bai, who saw this scene, was slightly surprised in his heart, it seemed that Lucian's influence and prestige among the wolves were much more profound than he had imagined before.

"She can't die." Tang Bai looked at the jacket that still had blood stains on his body, and pointed at Amelia on the carpet.

"I need her blood. And Michael Curvin's blood. Only in this way will I have the bargaining chips and ability to take revenge on Victor and the ancient blood clan of the Victor family. Ordinary vampire blood, I don't need it. Lucian's eyes skimmed directly over Amelia, who was dying. He looked at Tang Bai, his expression did not carry any annoyance, but there was a trace of sonorous coldness.

Amelia's eyes, after seeing the living Lucien appear in front of her eyes, she almost thought it was a hallucination brought to her by near death!

According to the information provided by the Victor family, Lucian, a special and powerful werewolf, should have fallen and died in that large-scale racial war centuries ago! Since that battle, Lucien has never been traced, and the werewolf has also declined, which is also proved from the side.

Whether it was the vampires at the bottom or the three elders of noble blood, there was not the slightest doubt about Lucian's death. But the current scene has undoubtedly completely subverted Amelia's cognition.

Lucien is not dead!

The werewolf leader who gave the entire vampire race, including her and Victor as a headache for vampire elders, is still alive today!

Amelia doesn't know why, Lucien will be willing to disappear for centuries, even if he watches Deathwalker slaughter werewolves around the world, causing the number of werewolves to plummet and not return, but it is clear that the centuries he has been hiding will definitely not be without doing anything, and sleeping directly like the vampire elders for hundreds of years.

Lucien must have been planning some big move, a horrific plan.

Thinking back to what Lucien had just said, Amelia suddenly felt a pang of tiredness and terrible despair.

This attack, including her blood, was part of the plan.

"Then give you her blood, I just need her not to be killed for the time being." Tang Bai replied simply.

"Do you know what you're doing? She doesn't die, and when she's fully recovered, that's quite a problem. A vampire elder who has lived for more than 1,500 years and has a noble bloodline, his strength at his peak is terrifying. Lucien looked at Tang Bai seriously.

"I need her to live, and I need her to maintain the foundation and power that she has been running for more than 1,500 years. I can care what you do with Victor and most of the Victor family's ancient vampires that you can't see, but Amelia can't. Tang Bai also replied to Lucien with the same seriousness.

A shrewd businessman can spend two or three hundred years to run a terrifying group of influence. And an extremely smart person, when he encounters a good era and a good opportunity, seizes it, is able to run a terrifying and terrifying force with terrifying influence.

What is the level of power and influence of a person who has lived for 1,500 years and still has power, territory, nobility and honorary titles at that time? It can be said that among the three elders, Amelia and Victor are the pillars and souls of the vampire clan!

As for the vampire Mazumachus?

Even the name of a true ancestor was deprived by Victor. (To be continued......)

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