Serena and Klein looked at Tang Bai in bewilderment, watched him come out of the corner, watched him trample on the carpet, squeezed a piece of bubbling blood from the center of his feet because of his weight, and then stood still in the midst of a dead body, watching him bend down and insert his hand into the carpet with condensed blood-colored frost flowers, and take out a thick and dark ancient book from Cong.

The heavy pages were opened, and under an invisible buoyant force, the whole black book was quietly suspended in front of Tang Bai at an inclined plane at an angle of forty-five degrees.

Inexplicable syllables overflowed from the corners of Tang Bai's lips, like the waves in the distance gradually surging forward, which were inaudible at first, but then rumbled like thunder. However, in a moment, Tang Bai's chanting was like a roaring thunder, overshadowing all the noisy shouts and killing sounds in the hall, and overpowering the gunshots like popping beans.

The Bloodline Castle is an excellent area for murder and arson. No matter how noisy it is, it will not easily attract the military of the human world, or the police or anything to visit. This is the influence and control of the vampire family, or the Victor family, one of the two major families of the vampires, in this city and in this country!

There may be Alexander Covinas involved, but who cares? As long as it is the result he wants, Tang Bai really doesn't care about anything else.

The shouting and killing gradually weakened, and the dense gunfire was like a drizzling rain after the torrential rain, even if the inside and outside of the ancient castle were full of large and small battles, and the battle atmosphere in the hall had entered a fiery realm, but no matter how much he indulged in that fiery atmosphere, under Tang Bai's loud noise and movement, he would wake up from the frenzy.

One after another, the eyes of doubt or exploration fell on Tang Bai's body along the beginning of the sound source, and for a while, the two clans who were fighting fiercely in the hall unconsciously relaxed their offensive. Even Lucien and Victor, who were in the middle of a fierce battle, couldn't help but be distracted by Tang Bai.

For Tang Bai who suddenly stood up, Amelia's emerald green eyes flew through a wisp of curiosity, she flapped the dragon wings behind her, her figure was almost flickering, and with a movement speed that was against common sense, she instantly crossed a distance of more than six meters and appeared in front of Tang Bai, just wanting to get closer, but was blocked by an invisible shielding force.

Lucien, who was looking at Tang Bai from afar, couldn't help but feel a haze in his heart.

For Tang Bai, who can't detect any details and information, but knows a lot of secrets, giving people a sense of mystery, Lucien's heart always hides a vigilance and defense, even if the two are in a cooperative relationship and are in the same position.

If it weren't for Tang Bai holding the most crucial thing in his plan, Michael Cowen's blood, Lucien wouldn't even want to have anything to do with Tang Bai.

Working with someone who knows all about your plans and what you want them to do is extremely dangerous. Because the other party can make a layout for the surname at any time according to your plan, but you have no countermeasures against the other party because the information is unclear.

With that alone, you're the underdog.

Lucien, who lived long enough, never believed that there were any real well-wishers in this world. At least the human resources who can come into contact with people like him do not have such innocent and well-wishers. No one will selflessly help another person wholeheartedly, especially if the other person is a stranger!

Lucien always believed that Tang Bai must have his own purpose in approaching him and making up for him the most important part of the plan. It's just that this purpose, Lucien can't guess it for the time being. As for Tang Bai and the reasons he said, Lucien only believed a small half in his heart.

Let werewolves and vampires coexist peacefully?

Give werewolves a level of fairness and justice that hasn't been seen in millennia?

Want to gain friendship and control of werewolves and vampires?

Maybe these are true, but Lucien sensitively sensed that Tang Bai's purpose was not only that! More importantly, it must be hidden from the bottom of his own heart.

Not known, and not wanting to be known.

Tang Bai, who is now in a strange state, makes Lucien feel a little uneasy in his heart.

Bang!

It seemed that because Tang Bai's actions were too abnormal, several Deathwalkers in the vampire camp raised the guns in their hands without thinking about it, aimed them in the direction where Tang Bai was, and pulled the trigger with their fingers neatly.

There was no lag or condensation in the chanting.

Tang Bai, who was facing the attack, did not have any intention of evading.

Crash!

A wide wing obscured Tang Bai.

Amelia's emerald green eyes flashed with interest, and she had a faint feeling in her heart that something interesting would happen next. And she just wants this kind of "interesting thing" to happen unhindered.

Anyway, this is the territory of Victor's guy who makes her disgusted and hateful, and whatever becomes here has nothing to do with her. With her strength skyrocketing, she no longer needs to continue to maintain the agreement with Victor that has been carried out for more than a thousand years.

Anyway, Victor, who was revived at this time, had already violated the rules they had established since ancient times.

As agreed, it should be Marcus who wakes up after her, not Victor himself.

As Tang Bai chanted more and more high-pitched, the blood in the entire hall, and even the entire Blood Clan Castle, began to boil and shake like boiling water in a pot. Beads of blood jumped up from the carpet or the ground, and then fell again, splattering and shattering.

All the blood and blood water seemed to have received some kind of summoning at this moment, like loyal soldiers swarming towards their generals, like streams on the ground, one gathering and another, constantly converging along the way, surging towards Tang Bai in the hall.

This bizarre scene soon attracted the attention of everyone on the field.

Even well-informed people such as Amelia, Victor and others were shocked by this scene. Even in their more than 1,000 years of life, they have never seen such a strange and strange scene.

Unlike Lucien and Victor, who were restless and dazed, Amelia's emerald green eyes were more interested.

The faint pattern of the jackal's head on Tang Bai's wrist became clear little by little in the chanting of his more and more rapid tone and higher and louder tone. Tang Bai could even feel the burning sensation on the wrist where Old Man Hu's pattern was located, and it became more and more unbearable.

The divine power stored in the jackal's head, which belonged to Anubis, the god of death, also woke up from silence at this moment, and was consumed bit by bit in Tang Bai's loud chanting.

Blood gathered from all directions, forming a regular and flawless circle around Tang Bai.

There was no strong wind, no terrifying momentum, and no movement that shook the mountains, not even a single strand of hair from Tang Bai's sideburns, and there was no fluttering. Except for Tang Bai's somewhat sharp voice, and the chaotic werewolves and vampires in the hall, everything was as normal.

A battle that was supposed to be life-and-death and determine the future fortune of the two clans, and which was crucial to either side of the two clans, was directly taken over by the hustle and bustle as Tang Bai stepped forward. Tang Bai attracted all the attention of the surroundings at this moment.

In front of Tang Bai, the pool of blood began to pour blood upwards like a spring. First one, then another three meters horizontally. The churning blood was only a few centimeters high at first, and then swelled to a height of several tens of centimeters as the blood water around it gathered.

Next, one meter high, two meters high, three meters high.

This stopped when climbing to the height of the staircase. It was like two pillars of blood, standing majestically in the hall.

Tang Bai's voice turned from high-pitched to low at this moment, although it was not as loud and loud as before, it was strange, without any obstacles, resounding in everyone's hearts. Even if you cover your ears, you can't isolate it, let alone reduce the volume of your voice.

The two pillars of blood also changed as Tang Bai's voice changed. The column is no longer bare, but like a real stone column, it has begun to have pleasing lines and intricate patterns. At the top of the pillar, a part of the blood was divided, and they were like magnets attracted to each other, like the dome of an arch, and they were put together.

At this moment, no matter how clumsy the person on the field is, he can also see that this is an arched gate. If it weren't for the fact that the whole body was made of blood, the red color made people feel uncomfortable inside, and just looking at its style and pattern, this arch could only be described as gorgeous.

A blood-colored curtain of water climbed up along the pillars of blood on both sides, as if casting a blood-colored curtain on the arch as thin as a cicada's wings.

The chanting stopped abruptly.

At that moment, the jackal head pattern on Tang Bai's wrist clearly seemed to be coming out of his body.

Hades Gate, built successfully!

Coordinates, build successfully!

What Tang Bai needs to do, Tang Bai has already done it at this moment.

In fact, if it weren't for such a tragic battle, if it weren't for the fact that there were so many extremely powerful life withering and blood flowing here, it would be very difficult for Tang Bai to do this alone. Forcibly inserting the coordinates of another world into this world is not an easy task.

Borrowing too much of a powerful force to cast a spell that they can't do for the time being is a dangerous thing for most of the witches in the Vampire Tales to do, because there is also the consequence of backlash. But for Tang Bai, whose physique had been continuously transformed and strengthened by the Trifolium of Life and Death and the Fountain of Immortality, the limit of the backlash was far from climbing to the extreme that his physique could withstand. (To be continued.) )