"Do you want to betray me, Amelia? Betraying the vampires? Victor suddenly felt a little cold. If he knows the people best, in addition to Lucien as an opponent, it is Marcus in the same camp, and Amelia.

Although Marcus is a vampire ancestor, Victor can grasp his weak and cowardly surname, as well as the psychological oppression caused to him for thousands of years, and work with Amelia to suppress him to the death.

But Amelia is different. Although she is a woman, she does not have the indecision that a woman should have. This is evident in the fact that as a woman, she can lead a territory, command a powerful army, and have a strong prestige among those people.

Once she decides on something, she will do it without hesitation. Even Victor can't easily turn him back. If it weren't for the fact that she didn't have much of a passion for power, and for William's increasing tyranny and madness, Victor wouldn't have chosen to work closely with her in the first place.

"Come on, Victor, is there any real loyalty between us? In terms of status, I am one of the three elders of vampires with you. In terms of identity, I, like you, am the head of the Amelia family, one of the two major vampire families. You're not qualified to order me or anything. Amelia pursed her lips, not wanting to distinguish anything with Victor anymore, so she shook her hand and threw a whip at Victor.

Lucien, the half-blood, looked at Victor and Amelia, who were fighting together, his eyes swelling with anger. The two hind limbs stepped on the floor suddenly, showing a terrifying bouncing force, and the whole person flew up like a big bird, spanning a distance of more than ten meters, and fell to Tang Bai's side from the direction where the stairs were located.

In Lucien's heart, Amelia's abrupt intervention was inseparable from Tang Bai.

The vampires and werewolves were now at a loss, wondering whether they should continue to maintain this eerie calm, or whether they should pick up their knives and guns and fight together again as before.

In the previous fierce battle, stimulated and affected by the environment, everyone wanted to fight. But now, the force that sustained them in the fight had been weakened again and again, or even disappeared altogether.

The werewolf camp is okay to say. Those who can be brought out by Lucien and blend into the hall are the elite warriors of the wolf pack. Their own perseverance and loyalty are unquestionable. The resentment and anger against the vampire clan accumulated over the millennium can also arouse their fighting spirit and fighting spirit at any time.

But the vampire side is different.

Although they have experienced many battles over the past thousand years, in the last few hundred years, that kind of urgent war has long been far away from them. The news of Lucien's death, the breakup and collapse of the wolf army, the increasing victories, and the fewer and fewer wolves all made the people of the vampire clan feel comfortable and optimistic.

They thought that there was no one left to threaten their status and existence, so they turned to luxury and pleasure. The upper nobles lingered at banquets again and again, and the battle ** was also smoothed out among the dogs and horses.

Even within the vampire clan, the Deathwalkers, a specialized combat unit, except for a few elites, rarely experienced much real life-and-death fighting.

The pungent smell of blood in the hall, and the corpses all over the ground, were enough to make everyone break away from the previous frenzied battle atmosphere, and sober up their somewhat hot heads that were stimulated by the killing intent.

When a person is hot-headed, there is a high chance that he will do things that he would not normally do and would not dare to do. But after the impulse has passed and sobrieved, it is somewhat impossible to do something again.

"What exactly do you want to do?" Lucien forcibly controlled his anger and roared low at Tang Bai, who was close at hand.

"I just want to fix things here as soon as possible. Before the trouble came. To Lucien, who is an irritable werewolf, but can still forcibly suppress the anger in his heart at such a moment, and does not teach himself a lesson, Tang Bai replied honestly.

"What's the trouble? I'll be able to take out Victor soon, and Marcus with me......"

"Marcus can't be killed by you just yet. I also need him to help me deal with someone, someone who is a little tricky. Tang Bai interrupted Marcus's words with a wave of his hand and said solemnly.

"Listen, I don't care what your plan is, and I don't care what the point of your pretending is just now, but right now, here, is the battlefield between me and Victor! I've been waiting for this opportunity for at least six centuries! You shouldn't just let people in. Lucien roared back irritably.

"What if I do something that can resurrect your loved one who has been dead for centuries?" Tang Bai asked rhetorically.

The angry Lucien was stunned suddenly, although there was no subtle expression on his dark face, but the pair of dark and deep eyes burst out with strong emotions. His body trembled slightly, and even his arms trembled slightly with the shaking of his body.

"What you said, is it true?" It was only a few words, but Lucien said it extremely hard and difficult. He didn't know whether to believe Tang Bai's words or not. Reason and common sense told him that it was impossible to resurrect the dead, but Tang Bai's mystery, everything he had just revealed, and the unclear expectations in his heart, made him can't help but want to believe Tang Bai's words.

"Sonya, a resurrected Sonya without Victor and the vampires. That's what I promised you. Tang Bai said affirmatively.

Serena on the side, as well as Klein and Erica, also stood quietly behind Tang Bai at some point. Tang Bai turned his head to look at Serena, and at the same time assured her: "If you are willing to help me, my relatives who were killed by Victor, I can also help you and bring them back to life." It's a promise! ”

"What do you need me to do?" Serena took a deep breath, trying to suppress the boiling emotions in her heart, but her cold face was still stained with two shades of red. With the most serious look in these hundreds of years, she asked Tang Bai inquiring.

"Be on my side, always on my side. It doesn't matter what I do, what you see. Tang Bai smiled and said gently.

"If that's all there is to it, I'll do it." Of course, Serena could realize in her heart that there were some unfinished meanings in Tang Bai's words, but she didn't want to think about it. She just wanted to see her loved ones again who could only be seen in her memories. (To be continued.) )