Chapter 479: Author: Do You Have Any Special Fetishes?

After running for more than an hour, the Squigger jumper in front finally stopped his chaotic steps, and the space that was particularly noisy because of the closure gradually quieted down again.

It was estimated to be twenty or thirty meters above the ground, and it was dark all around, except for a little orange light ahead.

The sides of the narrow passage had finally widened a bit, and the stone had been here before, and in front of it was a newly dug cavern dedicated to the vampires to resurrect magic.

Like other ritual magic, Blood Rebirth is also demanding in terms of environment, and it's hard to find a place where vampire corpses are soaked in a lot of blood and surrounded by pure death.

It took a long time for Aurora to finally find such a place under the "Iron Forge", which barely met the requirements.

In the last few months, she has either been out collecting materials or staying here to set up the magic circle, and she hasn't gone anywhere, so she can be said to be doing her best, otherwise she wouldn't have done everything so quickly.

After all, the shorter the time to die, the greater the probability that Famick would be successfully resurrected.

However, when the black orcs pulled away the night goblin riders in front of them and walked to the front of the group, all they saw was the "Book of Resurrection" floating in the air, which was flashing with a deep purple light, and the other two vampires who were supposed to be here, both living and dead, were nowhere to be seen.

In the middle of the cave was a newly dug pit, filled with blood like a large bathtub, in which the corpses of young vampires were soaked, but at this time, not only were the people gone, but the human blood collected by Aurora was also gone, and there was not a drop left, and the pit became a large black hole, big enough to accommodate a dozen green skins dancing together, like a devouring mouth.

The stone walked to the edge of the black hole, and when the probe looked down, it was bottomless, but some sounds of fighting could be faintly heard, and there was a little bit of light.

"The night goblins stay here, and the big guy will go down with me!"

With that, he took the lead and jumped down.

At this time, he couldn't help but think too much.

Whatever it is, whether it's a vampire or a demon, it must be dealt with, or the Ironforge, and the entire province of Kalimdor, will be in trouble.

After falling in the darkness for more than ten seconds, the black orc's legs shook and numb, and a muffled sound sounded in his ears, and he fell to the ground.

He didn't have time to observe the bright and somewhat dazzling environment next to him, he quickly flashed to the side, and then a large group of orc macho men fell from the sky like dumplings, most of them fell dizzy, and the stones that fell in front of him were not as clever as stones, and they were soon drowned under the heavy body of their companions, and they were smashed and screamed.

But it doesn't matter, with the perverted physical fitness of the big guy, this little injury and pain will be fine in a few minutes.

Stone took the opportunity to look around.

It was brightly lit, several times larger than the improvised cave above, and was all paved with white marble.

It's like a tattered tent of the fart, and a sturdy stone house of the orcs.

And that's just the hardware, and the software is nothing to beat.

The smooth walls are delicately painted with patterns, which are clearly visible under the light of dozens of "glittering stones" at the top, and various furniture such as tables and chairs made of bronze have not been worn out by the passage of time, but still shine.

In the middle of the cave, he also saw a golden coffin carved with intricate patterns and moving reliefs, inlaid with countless crystals and agate, which at first glance knew that it was worth a lot.

This is not the most surprising thing for the black orcs, the key is that the coffin lid is ajar, and its owner is fighting with Lady Aurora at this time.

The two vampires, the Black Orcs, had to admit that those dwarf buttresses were not lying, and were fighting back and forth with their bare hands, and the glamorous noble lady had already switched to a ferocious battle form, in the words of the vampires, to release their own "heart beasts", and activated the ancient blood power from the "Kamen King", and the sky was terrified.

A pair of bats as black as the night sky spread out behind her, and while gaining the ability to fly, the seemingly delicate vampire also gained a large strength bonus, more than enough to blow a large orc man with one punch. This cave, or room, and the cracked fist pits in the walls are what she left behind.

Aurora was frantically attacking her opponent, like a hungry vulture, pounced on her prey from mid-air again and again, but the problem was that every time her menacing fists ended up in vain, either blocked or smashed against walls or in the air, with no real effect.

Her opponents, on the other hand, showed great fighting skills, with a pair of hands that were always in the right place at the most opportune time, stopping Aurora's ferocious attacks and then using the rest of their bodies, whether it be their heads, shoulders, elbows, knees, or legs, to send the winged vampire flying.

The more I look at the stone, the more I feel that something is wrong...... It should be the five major families of vampires, the most powerful and oldest blood power of the blood dragon family, blood red rage.

So this vampire is the offspring of a blood dragon?

No, the black orc then found that although the other party could not fly, in terms of absolute speed, it was not inferior to Aurora at all, and the degree of agility was even better, and it moved like mercury, elegant and deadly.

Shadows of the Night.

This is the power of the ancient blood of Aurora's own family, the Lamia family!

Fusing the most iconic blood power of the two families, this is why Aurora pounces on her repeatedly and frequently, because she is always knocked away over and over again, and after a few rounds of stone watching, it is a game of life and death and a game of tiger catching butterflies.

Who is the tiger and who is the butterfly, at a glance.

Even if this butterfly is a legendary-level powerhouse, it is a god-like existence in the minds of ordinary people.

The strength of the opponent can be imagined.

Fortunately, Shi Shi was more or less mentally prepared, knowing that this vampire's strength must be very strong, but he didn't expect it to be so strong.

Wait, no, why is she able to master the power of two ancient bloods?

Although there are many kinds of blood power of vampires, like a trait passed down through bloodline, the five oldest of the five families never appear in a vampire at the same time, because they all come from the bloodline of the five ancestors themselves, and even a hybrid like Aurora will only activate one of them.

Lose! Am I mistaken?

No way!

Blood-red fury, shadow of the night.

Although it's not a bad street, I've seen too many master duels in PVP in my previous life.

And that's not the only surprise.

Also, don't all vampires change their faces when they fight? Also, hasn't this vampire been asleep for thousands of years, but why...... I'm a little Lori in front of me!

In stark contrast to Aurora's distorted face, it was a face as delicate as a work of art, with dark brown pupils, a high nose, shy lips, and perfect facial features in every place, with pale skin and an expression that remained unchanged from beginning to end, like a doll carved from ice.

Yes, this terrifying figure who toyed with the legendary vampire in applause was, from the outside, an eleven or twelve-year-old girl with fiery red curly hair and a frosty face.