Little Arce closed his eyes.

A circle of ripples rippled from underfoot.

It's as if time is slowing down.

The Divine Spirit, like a silk thread that diverged outward and floated, grew out of her body and gradually crept up the entire hall.

In her mind, the situation around her was clearly outlined.

Ten steps ahead, there is a wooden trellis with a ceramic vase in the shape of a droplet, in which are inserted beautiful irises.

On the wall on the right, there are several famous paintings.

Arce the Younger did not know what was painted or who the painter was.

However, the collection of Grand Duke Olga is never bad.

In her rear

An invisible ripple was quickly sliced open, flowing silently.

But it was clearly captured by her divine spiritual sense, outlining the shape of a giant scythe.

Vampire's Shadow Scythe.

When you are able to fully release the power in your body.

When you're angry enough.

When you're in danger.

You'll be able to harness the power of that terrible bloodline. 】

Her mother's words sounded in her brain.

Arce the Wind Weeper had told his daughter.

Stay angry. But don't let anger get your hands on you.

Learn to control your anger.

And let it be your strength.

The name of that bloodline power is called—

Golden pupils. 】

Little Arce's eyes suddenly opened.

The two eyes are like golden moon rings.

"That's ......"

In Shelley's eyes, a frightened light flashed.

In the legends of the Holy Blood Empire, such eyes were once depicted.

He also described the faint blood that came from the gods.

But......

That bloodline has long been cut off.

It shouldn't be here.

A flash of panic flashed in Shelley's eyes.

At the same time, she increased the force in her hand even more.

Black shadows crawled all over her body, and the manipulated Shadow Scythe became even more powerful after receiving the vampire's shadow power.

It scraped across the floor, flipping over the marble tiles and shattering them, before spun toward the reddish figure.

It was as if a violent storm was blowing behind little Arce.

It was an all-out blow from Shelley.

However, the young warrior with the golden eyes did not move.

Airplanes!

Little Arce's spear swept through the air with a beautiful round spear flower, and then stabbed quickly and violently.

The crimson fan-shaped slice swung through the air, then turned into a straight line, flashing like thunder.

Not the direction of Shelley.

It's the Scythe of Shadows behind him.

Rumble!

Two powerful forces collided together.

Wind.

Turbulence.

Macadam.

Whistling and scattering in all directions.

"Ah!!h

The hall resounded with the terrible wails of vampires.

The short-haired silver vampire, the count with noble blood—

Shelley suddenly clutched his chest and collapsed.

At the same time, the black shadow on her face was rapidly receding.

Between the fingers that clutched her chest, blood slowly seeped out.

She looked up in horror and stared into little Arce's eyes.

I just felt that life was leaving her.

To be precise, the pain of a broken soul.

When she looked down, the moist liquid on her hands quickly evaporated in the air and shattered into a little bit of starlight.

Her palms, and her limbs......

And the face, before becoming illusory, then shattered.

Light escaped from her body.

Earl Shelley watched all this in disbelief, completely unaware of what had just happened.

Until a pair of slender thighs appeared in front of her.

She tilted her head and stared at little Arce's golden eyes, as if looking at a supreme god.

"Why ......?"

"Scarlet Soul." Little Arce's voice was still relatively immature, but his tone was cold, "My gun is a legendary magic equipment that can directly hit the soul. ”

The face of Archmage Raven appeared in front of her eyes.

The face is flushed.

Not because of shyness.

Just because Raven is a bad drunkard.

[This gun is called Scarlet Soul.] Later...... Hiccup, it's yours.

It can ...... Hiccup, pierce the soul.

I think it's going to be for you. 】

"Pierce the soul."

I see.

Shelley hung his head with a smile on his face.

Suddenly there was some relief.

Her Shadow Scythe is bound to the soul, and when you pick up that legendary evil weapon, you are destined to be swallowed by it.

From now on, it's you.

You are it.

Her eternal life had finally come to an end.

The fear of death that she once thought gave her a sense of relief.

It was at this moment that she suddenly stopped hurting.

Because—

She has completely disappeared.

When the bang.

In Shelley's original position, a cold weapon was gently dropped.

It is about two meters long, and its head is bent in an arc, lying quietly on the ground.

Like a quiet moonlight.

……

Little Arce stood in a daze, looking at the Shadow Scythe, and suddenly lost his mind.

However, she immediately turned around.

Little Arce's Scarlet Lance pulled out a beautiful flower at his side and stabbed it at another vampire.

While!

Yuna's short sword blocks both Arce Jr. and Kaye's attacks.

Her body was covered in scars by this time, and it seemed that she would not be able to support it for long.

Kaye had the upper hand in the battle with the six-armed vampire.

"You are not needed here!"

Kaye yelled at little Arce, a smug smile on his lips.

Her eyes were cold, staring at the vampire's eyes.

"This is my prey."

The latter's pupils shrank slightly.

At the same time, six arms began a fierce attack.

Dangdangdang......

The sound of weapons clashing sounded one after another.

"Go and help." Kaye calmly commanded as he blocked the opponent's attack, "Robin needs you. ”

At this point, little Arce has nothing more to say.

She coldly swung her spear and withdrew it to her side.

Then he walked in the direction of the basement without looking back.

The vibration that came from below before, and the terrible smell of blood......

It was a sign that something terrible was happening under their feet.

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Robin covered her sister and put her hands around her neck.

He pouted his ass back and carried Rowling onto his back.

Then he slowly walked to the corner and handed his hand to the elven wolf.

The flash in the corner let out a soft whimper and stuck out his tongue to lick Robin's hand.

The poor little guy who was injured had now shrunk from that powerful physical state to the size of an adult dog.

"Can you go, Flashwhite?"

Robin frowned, there was no way to carry Rowling on his back at the same time.

The weight of one man and one dog combined is too heavy.

Shibaku nodded, then braced himself up.

But as soon as I stood up, I slipped down again.

In the process of struggling, there was already a lot of blood under its body.

"All right, good boy." Robin touched its head with some distress, "Don't move, now rest here for a while." I'll get Rowling to safety and I'll come back to pick you up. ”

Hearing Robin's words, Flashwhite nodded obediently, then quietly lay on the ground and put his chin on his front legs.

The two ears on the top of its head drooped down, its eyes closed, and it looked unusually painful.

"It won't be long."

Robin whispered, then turned Rowling's ass upside down.

"It's so comfortable...... ...... force"

The guy's murmur came from his back.

“……”

Robin rolled his eyes wide and stepped his right foot onto the steps.

Before leaving, he turned his head sideways and glanced into the basement.

……

Two black shadows wrestled wildly together, causing the room to tremble.

On the ceiling, the eerie whirlpool had shrunk so small that it was about to close every now and then.

The black-red light around them flowed and flew, then converged upwards.

It was as if there was a huge attraction in that whirlpool, sucking back all the light that escaped.

The flowing light like a meteor traced upward, illuminating the room flickering and darkening.

The vampire had his eyes closed tightly and two blood streaks on his face.

Although she couldn't see anything, it didn't affect her judgment of her surroundings in the slightest.

In the midst of endless darkness, vampires are on the side of the ascendancy.

What's more, she was already a cut above Tiffany's strength.

If it weren't for the fact that she was injured in the battle with Vivian and was raided by Robin, she wouldn't have been injured like this by Tiffany at all.

Two shadows scuffled together.

Tiffany pressed Caroline underneath her body, then raised her claws to slam into the claws.

The vampire's right hand reached out with lightning speed, holding her claws steadily.

Her left hand moved slightly, then snapped it.

The massive beast was beaten and flew backwards.

Before Tiffany could hit the ground, her hind paws slammed into the wall, and then she quickly opened her jaw to bite in.

Boom......

Her sharp teeth were embedded in Caroline's thick arms, and the smell of blood rushed into her mouth.

The black cat let out a furious growl, then ripped a chunk of flesh from her body.

Her head tilted slightly, then continued to open her mouth to bite down.

But then the next second.

A tremendous force struck her in the face.

Tiffany's head flicked upward.

Caroline raised her head in anger and pinched the black cat's throat hard before rolling over and slamming her to the ground.

Rumble!

Cracks in the earth and rocks.

Dusty.

The black cat's body twisted, ready for the next attack.

Bang!

A heavy punch slammed into its head.

Tiffany's eyes flickered, and before she could lift her head, she slammed into the ground.

The claws on her lower body were slightly upturned, but they immediately fell downward.

Bang!

Another punch.

This time, half of Tiffany's face was punched into the dirt.

Blood was pouring down, her lips were open outward, and her jaw was completely cracked.

The skull, which had been hit by the fist, also had a certain degree of dentation.

Bang!

Caroline gave her another punch.

At this moment, Tiffany's eyes rolled up, and she had passed out.

Her lower body dragged weakly to the ground.

In Caroline's sight, Tiffany's body is gradually changing-

The fur recedes inward, the teeth retract, and every inch of bone changes, gradually forming a human form.

The image of a middle-aged woman.

Dressed in black tulle.

The head leaned back weakly.

Her black hair on either side of her cheeks hung down in the wind.

"Ha, Olja's pet." A flash of surprise flashed in Caroline's eyes, and she laughed playfully, "I didn't expect it to have such a little effect." ”

Caroline's right hand strained and lifted Tiffany up.

Her chest heaved and her gaze swept across the ground.

Half of her wings fell to the ground, and there was blood in them.

As Caroline moved, blood dripping from her severed wings.

The vampire placed her aside and turned his gaze to Vivian's face.

A sneer appeared on the corner of her mouth, like a high-ranking king, "Now, start with you." ”

Vivian raised his eyes weakly, his eyes unwavering.

……