The Bloodline has always been a mysterious, eerie, and powerful image.

In addition to the dragon clan, it is almost the greatest deterrent that the blood clan can bring to mankind.

But the dragons are so ethereal that some people rarely see them once in their lives.

And the blood clan, dependent on human beings to survive, although there is a nemesis like the Bright Priest, but with various special abilities, their life is quite good, and the race is still slowly growing.

As hunters, they have always looked down on the perception of humans.

After all, no living creature can afford its own food.

Even the Holy Warriors, the Priest of Light, did not treat them as prey, but as extremely terrifying creatures, trying to find a way to destroy them.

That's a kind of importance, so even with natural enemies like the holy warriors, they don't feel inferior to human food.

But what's going on with these sons of gold?

Looking at their eyes, there is no fear, no fear, only one kind of seeing...... Just like they saw the best girl, they saw the best blood-like eyes.

That's the way you look at food.

Knowing this, Bruce was furious.

"Everyone increases the output of magic power and kills them all, I don't believe they can be resurrected infinitely!"

The other vampires, like Bruce, saw it.

So an offensive emotion comes to their minds, and with it, unwarranted anger.

For the first time, the bloods, who were accustomed to looking up at humans from above, were stimulated with blood.

They poured out all their mana, and the vampires, who had exhausted their mana, even drew their swords and pounced on the Golden Children on the ground.

And Bruce also increased the output of magic power, and the black tornado not only became larger, but also moved faster.

More and more players are getting caught up in it and then being cut into pieces of minced meat and thrown out.

At some point, the ground was covered with plasma.

But this plasma was quickly incinerated by a large amount of magical flames, turning into black mud. As soon as a vampire comes down from the sky, those melee players who have been waiting for a long time will pounce on it like wolves, even if they are hit by magic, even if they are slashed by swords, they will hold the vampire and push them to the ground.

Then he shouted, "I've entangled him, who will burn him?" ”

After that, when the magic flames burn, the melee player rolls to the side, rolls, and immediately a player will come to help him extinguish the fire.

And that vampire on fire will be surrounded by more magical flames.

It will be burned into bone meal in just a few minutes, and then a group of people will rush over to 'suck' the bone meal.

Bruce saw with his own eyes that there was a melee class of the Golden Son who was blown in two by magic, and he used both hands to pull and crawl, and the intestines and internal organs dragged on the ground and looked disgusting, he shouted angrily while crawling: "For the sake of the disabled, leave me some, I have no legs, even if there is no merit, there is hard work." ”

Then the son of gold crawled up to the bloodclan who had just been burned into bone meal, and managed to suck a handful of bone meal, and then he laughed three times, and then his head twisted and hung up.

Bruce saw this scene, and his heart became more and more angry, but he also felt a chill more and more.

He increased the output of magic power again, and the black tornado increased in size a lot, and then with a wave of his left hand, another black tornado appeared.

As a result, the mortality rate of sub-players has skyrocketed, and even many vampires have been affected.

Outside the dark canopy, Roland sees many players resurrected from improvised rituals.

Then another commander-like player shouted: "The second stage of the boss skill has been opened, and it is estimated that the progress has reached the halfway point, come on, everyone." ”

The players cheered again and rushed into the dark canopy with excitement.

And outside the mountain, there are more players rushing over.

"It's over, I can't eat meat, let's drink some soup."

A team of players screamed as they ran past Roland and Yelia.

"Why don't you go down and take a look?" Yelia asked.

"No, I don't." Roland shook his head: "If it is a legendary level, it may be useless for more people to fill in, but this is just a master vampire, there is no legend, it is estimated that in another half an hour, they will escape." ”

"So, the group of people on the hill didn't move, just waiting for the blood clan to escape?" Yelia gestured to the crowds of players standing on the peaks around the basin.

"It should be."

At this time, the ring-shaped hills around the basin were almost full of people.

Most of them came late, so they didn't go in to join in the fun, but stayed on the hill.

After the vampire is bat-turned, the flight speed is very fast, but the flight altitude is not good.

If they want to escape, they have to fly over the mountain, and the relative altitude must be only a dozen meters, or only a few meters.

Player archers and thieves who cast nets can bring them down with their eyes closed.

It's called waiting for the rabbit.

In the dark sky, Bruce didn't know how many players were killed by two black tornadoes.

The lethality of this group attack magic is very strong and powerful.

Even a well-trained army should collapse at this point.

But the Children of Gold rushed in from beyond the dark canopy.

And they seem to have become accustomed to the rhythm of the battle, and the counterattacks are getting stronger and stronger.

More and more of the Bloods were pulled to the ground by them and burned into bone meal.

Bruce finally realizes that he has made a fatal mistake.

What are you doing with a bunch of monsters that can't be killed?

Now less than half of his own people are dead.

All were burned to ashes.

His red eyes glowed again, and two tornadoes spun at breakneck speed, sending large swaths of players flying.

He opened his mouth, baring his long fangs and whistling sharply.

The sound was harsh, but it spread throughout the battlefield.

Many vampires were stunned for a moment, and then immediately turned into bats and flew upward.

"They're running away!" Some players shouted: "How can this be, it's all gold, who will stop them." ”

At least thirty fishing nets were thrown upwards, as well as countless arrows and magic missiles.

Unfortunately, only three vampires were unlucky enough to be caught in the net, and the other arrows and magic missiles only shot down a few small bats.

Bruce glanced at the valley that was about to be filled with the flesh of the Children of Gold, and his eyes were full of pain.

This is their home, the home they have lived in for hundreds of years, but they didn't expect that today, they were forced to leave their home by a group of monsters!

"I'll be back soon."

Bruce glanced nostalgically at the castle below, and he turned into countless large bats and flew into the sky.

"The boss is running away too?"

A group of players below looked at each other.

Although they have been mentally prepared for a long time, this game is completely different from the games they have played before, but seeing the boss running away still makes them feel a little difficult to catch love.

50 points!

It's just that when Bruce is halfway there, he suddenly realizes that something is wrong.

It rained bat rain in the sky, and the people who had flown away before had arrows stuck in their bodies or were thrown down by fishing nets.

What happened?

Bruce himself burst out of the dark canopy, and then saw a circle of golden sons standing on the top of the crater.

When!

Bruce suddenly remembered what Wenger had said: at least a thousand or more children of gold would come.

There are more than a thousand here!

And when Roland saw this group of big black bats, the corners of his mouth pursed: "It's time for me to do it." ”