Tristan repeated: "The best is yet to come?" At this time, the chain shield suddenly split again in the sound of the forbidden book, and the cage broadsword in Tristan's hand broke free from the restraint and subconsciously pushed it forward, but at this time, he suddenly heard the familiar sound of breaking the sky in his ears, and then a sharp silver light went straight to his throat!

Tristan subconsciously shrank his sword to the side at this time to dodge, at this time he felt a line of coldness rubbing his neck past him, and at the moment when he mismatched with the figure opposite, Tristan swung the broadsword in his hand, "tick tock", black blood and red blood splashed on the ground at the same time.

Simon glanced at his right arm, a slender wound that quickly stained his sleeve, and then he turned to Tristan, the wound on his neck that was slowly healing after a few drops of black blood. Feeling the pain in his arm, Simon sneered: "Heh! Sometimes I envy the abilities of vampires. ”

Tristan touched the wound on his neck and smiled, "I can make you one of us if you want." Simon's blue eyes narrowed, "You're very generous, Black Knight." Tristan looked at the single-edged sword in Simon's hand that had been transformed into chains and whispered, "Of course, if it is a request from a descendant of the Belmont family, I will definitely agree." ”

Simon: "You've been repeating my family, and I'm getting more and more curious about your relationship with the Belmont family." At this moment, Tristan raised his caged broadsword, and he stretched out his tongue to lick the red blood that belonged to Simon on the sword, and his eyes suddenly glowed with a blood-red glow like a beast.

"I said, as long as you win me, I'll sue you!" Tristan's voice was soft, chilling as if it were a ghost. Simon: "Well, but I still like coffee more than blood." As he spoke, he raised the single-edged sword in his hand.

Tristan glanced down at the black blood splattered on the ground: "If it weren't for you, I wouldn't have been willing to let out that much blood!" As he spoke, he stretched out his hand and snapped his fingers, and in an instant, the blood on the ground gradually rose, transforming into a humanoid shape identical to Tristan's, and each humanoid held a caged broadsword in his hand.

Looking at those humanoid Simons, he counted: "1, 2, 3, 4, 5......" "It's a little difficult to do!" Simon said lightly. Tristan stretched out his finger to Simon's red eyes with a confident smile: "Up!" Countless "Tristans" raised their caged broadswords and surrounded Simon.

Simon's blue eyes looked around at the countless "Tristans" surrounding him. The single-edged sword in his hand suddenly shook: "Mr. Black Knight, since you have a deep relationship with my family, you should know ......" At this time, countless Tristans jumped up at the same time, and countless black sword tips stabbed straight at Simon from the air.

At this moment, I saw that the single-edged sword in Simon's hand emitted a dazzling brilliance, and at the same time, countless white spots of light appeared on the top wall of the room, and the spots of light shone with the same flickering frequency as the single-edged sword in Simon's hand. Feeling the day-like light above his head, Tristan's eyes suddenly widened: "Could it be ......?"

The corners of Simon's mouth skimmed a shallow arc: "Chain rain!" Countless chains rained down from the countless spots of light above his head, and the tip of Tristan's caged broadsword was already close to the top of Simon's head like countless needles. At this moment, the chains falling from the sky emitted a piercing grinding sound, and the clone of Tristan continued to pierce through Tristan's clone!

Black blood flew in the air, and countless chains of coagulated black blood floated in front of Tristan's eyes, they almost filled the entire room, and at this time, a chain fell from the top of Tristan's head, and he quickly jumped up from the spot to dodge, and the chains fell like a heavy hammer, and the ground cracked instantly.

Flying debris erupted around Tristan, and he was about to hit the ground when he heard the soft sound of chains, and he dodged as he did. One chain had just grazed past him, and another had stabbed in a different direction, and Tristan turned around to dodge it, just as the sound of countless chains rubbing against him filled his ears!

I saw countless chains completely surround Tristan from all sides, Tristan first felt a burst of coldness like a snake burrowing into his legs, and then his wrists were pierced by chains, and the cage hand broadsword in his hand "Dang Chang!" It fell to the ground with a thud.

Tristan's limbs were chained through and pulled up and suspended in midair. Simon stepped forward step by step from between the gaps in the dense chains. He looked up at Tristan with his single-edged sword in hand, and drops of black blood flowed down from the wounds on Tristan's arms and legs that had been pierced.

Simon looked at the dripping black blood and touched his chin and said, "I think." I should have put your blood up and sold it, and I would make a profit. Tristan lowered his head at this time and sneered twice, "Although my wound can heal, I will also hurt, Lord Overseer." ”

Simon: "Oh, if you still have pain, then you should be able to feel the pain of the people you killed before they die. Tristan: "In this world, where there is water, there will be fire, where there are vegetarians, there will be carnivores, and where there is justice, there will be evil." Where there is light, there will be darkness, and human beings claim to be the masters of the world, but the creator also created vampires fairly. ”

Simon: "Are you saying we wouldn't be without you?" Tristan suddenly grinned at the corner of his mouth at this time: "It seems that you have not inherited her bloodline at this point!" As he spoke, the black blood that splashed on the ground suddenly rose into the air: "Young man, I have already seen the 'chain rain' that the Belmont family is proud of!" ”

Simon's brow furrowed slightly: "What? At this time, I saw that drops of black blood flew towards the closed chain space like sharp arrows, and the silver chain body attached to the black blood suddenly turned black. The tightly wound chains quickly spread to pitch black.

Simon's face instantly became stern, and the cross stigma in his palm could not control any of the chains, and at this time, the black chains were gradually withdrawing from the flesh and blood that had penetrated Tristan's limbs, and from the large sweat that was constantly flowing on his face and the painful expression of Mori Bai, he could feel how much pain it was necessary to endure such friction between iron and flesh.

Finally the chains were completely removed from Tristan's flesh, and he fell from mid-air to the ground, Simon's blue eyes stared at Tristan lying on the ground, and at this time he had reached the worst conclusion in his mind: "My blade has become his weapon." (To be continued......)

PS: Tristan's prototype is Kyoraku Chunshui in "Bleach Blaaper"! The world is going on a business trip tomorrow.,I will be able to come back on the 30th.,During the period, I can't guarantee a stable dìng update.,I'm sorry book friends.,I'll try to make up for it after I come back~Bow~