On the edge of the sky, when the red clouds that stained the night sky red floated over the cabin, Baker was ready to meet the enemy.

On the other side, Carl, who was still fighting Andrew, also noticed a change in the sky, although it was not clear what was coming, but from the breath, it should not be a kind person, maybe it was the reinforcements of the vampire in front of him. Thinking of this, Carl put away the idea of capturing the vampire in front of him alive. The attack of the sword in his hand also began to become fierce.

Andrew, who originally fought with Carl, was unable to gain the upper hand, but with the help of his men, he was still at ease. As long as his younger brother Andre kills the werewolf over there, then the mage in front of him will become a member of the Loufans family.

But Andrew was not able to wait for Andre's good news, but instead saw a scene that shocked him. In the rain of fire, his invincible brother, a vampire with the strength of an earl, was killed by the inconspicuous werewolf. Not even a vampire bat avatar could escape, and the dead could not die again.

Andrew, who looked like he was in a flash, was almost stabbed in the heart by Carl's sword, if it wasn't for his own men, I'm afraid he would have to follow in Andre's footsteps now. In addition, the opponent's offensive became fierce, which made Andrew a little difficult to deal with. So, Andrew began to ignore and ignore the familiar aura in the scarlet clouds in the distant sky. Now Andrew just wants to escape from the open space in front of this terrifying cabin.

After shaking the sword, the bat's wings behind Andrew began to stir, widening the distance between himself and Carl, and dozens of red energy balls appeared around Andrew's body, and then shot towards Carl with a fishy smell. At the same time, Andrew's subordinate, the vampire with the strength of the Baron, has also become extremely brave, no matter how many wounds Carl has stabbed on his body, he still attacks Carl with the most ferocious moves.

In the face of such an attack, Carl knew that the vampire viscount in front of him wanted to escape, but how could he possibly let him get his wish. After dodging the red energy ball that shot at him, Karl took out a fire-type magic scroll directly from the spatial ring, tore it open without looking, and then threw it at the vampire baron who pounced on him.

As the fire element released by Carl broke the delicate balance of the elements on the magic scroll, the magic scroll instantly became violent, and the restless fire elements began to vent their long-suppressed anger. The Ninth-Order Magic Scroll of Vulcan's Wrath was wasted by Karl in this way.

Looking at the vampire baron who was engulfed by the flames, Karl, without any hindrance, sped towards Andrew, preparing to finish off the vampire viscount in front of him before the red cloud landed.

Although he was startled by the sudden appearance of fierce flames, the instinct to escape still made Andrew calm down instantly, and then flew towards the mountains in the distance without looking back at the fastest speed in his life.

"The heir of the Luvis family shouldn't be so cowardly!" Andrew only flew a few hundred meters before his neck was choked by a figure that suddenly appeared. Andrew's eyes widened as he looked at his father, who was familiar and unfamiliar in front of him, whimpering and struggling, his hands clutching his father's arms to John III, trying to break free.

"Rubbish!" John III, who had successfully become the Bronhe family, had no interest in the original Louvis family, and even less had any feelings for this eldest son, who had been cultivated for many years and was still a viscount. With a direct force of his right hand, Andrew's pupils constricted, and the hands that wanted to break his father's palms hung down weakly.

A stream of blood came out of John III's fangs, and then, like a small snake, crawled down John III's arm onto Andrew's corpse, and then vanished. Moments later, the serpent emerged from Andrew's heart and crawled back into John III's fangs. Andrew's corpse withered to ashes and dissipated into the air in an instant after the little snake left.

Carl, who was standing in the air, frowned and watched the stranger in front of him kill the vampire, although it was a favor, but Carl felt that the stranger in front of him was still an enemy, and it was a more difficult enemy than the two vampires just now.

"Hello, thank you for helping me kill that vampire!" Carl decided to hold his hand before he was sure who the stranger was. Watch and see what happens.

"Hello, strange magician!" saw Karl greet him, and John III smiled back, as if Karl was not an enemy, but a friend.

"Although I don't know who Your Excellency is, I still want to remind Your Excellency that I really want a terrible existence over there, and I still hope that Your Excellency will leave and not get involved. Karl pointed to the red clouds in the distance, getting closer and closer, and kindly persuaded him.

"Oh, yes, and thank you for your kindness!" said John III, glancing in the direction of Karl's finger, and the smile on his face widened. "Before leaving, I would like to have a request, and I hope that the magician will grant it!"

"I don't know what Your Excellency wants, since of course you just helped me, then you should also give it back!"

"I hope the Magician will give me that Blood Crystal, and of course Your Excellency's head!" John III's eyes flashed with a fierce light, and then the figure disappeared in an instant. When he reappeared, it was already behind Carl. And the red cloud in the sky began to speed up and fly towards this direction.

"Since the magician is willing to help me, then I don't believe it!" John III, who had smashed Karl's remnant, had no anger on his face, and was still smiling.

"I'm sorry, Lord Vampire, I don't have the habit of lending my head to others, so I can only ask your forgiveness for not believing my words!" Karl, who appeared about a hundred meters away from John III, had already put away his sword and held the ordinary dagger in his hand. It's better to fight an enemy with such a fast speed, or a dagger.

"Brother Carl, are you alright?" and shouted loudly as Karl confronted John III, Baker, who was on the ground, had to stand on the ground and shout because he couldn't fly.

"I think the vampire lord should come here not only to want my blood crystal, is it as simple as that?" Carl's body began to fall slowly, although he didn't know what the strength of the vampire in front of him was, but he could directly kill the vampire with the strength of the viscount in an instant, so the lowest strength should be the earl, and maybe even the marquis, maybe.

Although Carl had fought the fallen Storm Hammer Spirit, he had not done much damage to Tale Bell. With Carl's current strength, there shouldn't be much of a problem against the average vampire count. And the powerful vampire count, or marquis, Karl had no hope at all. Of course, this only means that Carl relied on his own strength, without using those scrolls or dream lamps.

In this case, staying in mid-air with a vampire who obviously looks like the Earl's strength, wouldn't he be looking for trouble on his own? I believe that after returning to the ground, with Uncle Baker, there will be no problem. And a vampire with the strength of an earl is definitely the existence of the head of the family in some small vampire families. Then the vampire in front of him is very likely to be the patriarch of the vampire family in this neighborhood that Uncle Baker said, and it may even be the family of the vampire he killed a few days ago.

Looking at Carl who was slowly descending, John III did not stop him, after all, the real purpose of his coming here was to kill the vampire killer - the werewolf Bekrums. As for that blood crystal, as long as it can join the Bronhe family, what else can't it get?

When Carl landed beside him, and a person also fell on the other side, Baker's eyes did not leave the figure of that person. It's been a long time, and I haven't felt the feeling of wolf blood boiling in my body for a long time. Baker stared at the person who suddenly appeared in front of him, and he knew that the person who could cause his restlessness must be a powerful vampire. Is it true that if this vampire is eliminated, the vampire family in this neighborhood will not fight their own son's idea?

"Hello, esteemed vampire slayer-werewolf Baker Rusmu. John III leaned slightly and greeted Baker. For the strong, even if it is a hostile force, it is necessary to maintain the most basic respect, which is the privilege of the strong!

"Who are you, and why do you know where I come from?" When John III said his title, Baker knew that the other man's target was not Arthur, but himself.

"Dear Mr. Baker, I am the messenger of Mr. Albert Bronher, John III Loufans, Mr. Albert Bronhe wishes that Your Excellency will go to Bronhe Castle to catch up on the past. "John III, since he was planted with that drop of blood by Albert, is like a different person, without the slightest sense of arrogance, and always maintains a humble attitude.

"It turned out to be the old immortal fellow of Bronhe. Beck's blood-red wolf eyes had already revealed murderous intent, "Since he wants me to go and catch up, then he should pick me up himself!"

After saying that, Baker raised his head to the sky and roared, a pair of huge wolf claws seemed to swell a little more, and before John III could respond, Baker rushed directly towards John III. There's no need to say so much about enemies who want to kill themselves!

"Since Lord Baker is unwilling to accept the friendly offer of the Bronhes, I can only use force. "Even when it was time to fight, John III maintained the grace of a vampire.

Boom! A violent explosion sounded beside Carl, and seeing Baker's attack hit the red cloud that was long overdue, Carl directly took out the Dream Lamp and threw a fire source crystal into the wick of the Dream Lamp without hesitation. With the addition of fuel, the faint flame within the Dream Lamp had a bit of a vigorous feeling.

"Let's feel the feast of barbecue!" The Dream Lamp flew out of Carl's palm into the air, and then as Carl chanted the spell, the flames in the Dream Lamp began to be mobilized. When Karl finished his incantation, the flames in the Dream Lamp were ready, and the fiery flames rushed towards the red cloud-vampire bats that blocked Baker's progress like a wild horse that had broken free.

The moment the Dream Lamp appeared, Baker and John III should have felt a hint of threat. John III tried to stop Karl from casting the spell, but Baker watched from the sidelines, and fortunately watched as the vampire bats turned into a rain of fire and burned between Baker and himself.

Without the obstruction of vampire bats, Baker's momentum climbed again and again, and he rose to the top in an instant. By this time, John III had also put away his contempt and did not look down on this vampire killer just because he became a vampire marquis.

Like two red meteors colliding, the huge shock air flow produced made Carl unsteady on his feet. Looking at the clearing, there was no longer a figure, only two blood-red dots of light were constantly moving and flickering on the battlefield, Carl knew that he couldn't help anymore.

In previous expeditions, perhaps because those ruins were not very dangerous, or perhaps because they could be solved with his brain, Carl did not feel that there was any problem with his strength. However, after experiencing the ruins of Cusquez City and the departure of Vilia, Carl felt that his strength was simply not enough in the face of some powerful enemies. That's why I have this trip to the Alveria Empire, and I want to exercise my strength.

It's just that I didn't expect that this was just entering the border of the Alverian Empire, and I encountered something that I couldn't solve, and if I couldn't solve that task by myself, what should I do?

was originally in a sunny mood, but at this moment, it became hazy again!

John III, who fought Baker, didn't care about Carl's state of mind, and now he was getting more and more frightened. I thought that I could fight Baker if I advanced to become a marquis, but what I didn't expect was that now I can only fight, and if I want to win, I'm afraid you will need to pay a lot of price.

With a "bang", the two violently colliding meteors finally separated.

Baker, who was panting heavily, was in high spirits, his blood-red wolf eyes were full of desire to kill, and his smooth and shiny fur was burned by the energy of the blood clan, like a leper dog, missing a piece and missing a piece. The image of John III standing opposite Baker was even more miserable, the luxurious silk robe had become tattered, the originally neatly combed hair was scattered and draped over his shoulders, and more importantly, the bat wing behind John III had been broken and hung weakly on John III's back.

"Forgive me, Lord Baker, for not having a vampire slayer in my sights. Although it looked a little miserable, John III still maintained his demeanor, "Let's have a good fight." ”

After saying that, the fangs in John III's mouth began to grow, and in an instant they grew to a length of about a meter. Looking at the scarlet fangs like mammoth tusks, not to mention that Carl didn't understand why John III had changed so much, even a vampire killer like Baker, who knew everything about vampires, didn't know why.

"Then let Lord Baker and the audience next to him enjoy the Dance of Blood!" As John III's words fell, the two strange fangs in his mouth fell off and were held in John III's hands. Then with a flash of light, two blood-red scimitars appeared in the hands of John III.

"Carl beware!" Baker shouted, and then a figure suddenly appeared in front of Carl, a pair of iron arms crossed above his head. It was like sparks from the staggering collision of gold and iron, and the blood-red scimitar slashed at Baker's arms, and sparks splashed.

Seeing that his attack was blocked, John III was not angry. Instigating the bat wings that had grown with the Blood's terrifying regeneration ability, John III widened the distance between him and Baker, and then the figure was blurred again in Karl and Baker's sight, and John III began to hunt his prey.

"Brother Karl, you take care of yourself, I'm afraid I won't be able to take care of you in the next battle. With that, Baker's figure also disappeared into Carl's eyes. It's another showdown of power and speed.

"Dead ghost father, you see, now I can only rely on others to take care of me to survive. After laughing at himself, Karl took out two scrolls with a faint cyan glow from the spatial ring. "Although the strength is not up to it, I have a lot of treasures!"

After using these two scrolls, called Wind Spirit Blessings, a slight cyan wind began to fill around Carl's body, like a father touching a child, making Carl feel warm.

The first time Carl used this method, he couldn't control his speed at all. After falling all the meat and eight vegetarians, he gradually mastered the skills of controlling speed.

And this is the second time to use it, Carl still can't control the natural elements that linger around his body at first, but he quickly uses it freely. So, in Carl's eyes, the speed of Baker and John III began to slow down, and Karl could see their movements clearly.

John III slashed Baker in the shoulder, but Baker dodged it sideways. Taking advantage of John III's approach, Baker's pair of wolf claws flashed with cold light, cutting at John III's back, but only tore an afterimage. It turned out that John III had moved behind Baker, and the blood-red scimitar slashed at Baker's shoulder again.

But then John III's speed seemed to be faster, and Uncle Baker couldn't dodge, and was actually slashed in the left shoulder by the blood-red scimitar. It's like a vampire bat biting the blood vessels of its prey and sucking the blood inside the prey. The blood-red scimitar sucked Baker's blood like a living thing.

Not only that, but where it was slashed by the blood-red scimitar, a black mist actually rose.

Could it be that the blood-red scimitar was still poisonous? Karl also found that almost every attack of John III was aimed at Uncle Baker's shoulder, but it would only be rotated.

Feeling the sharp pain in his left shoulder, Baker's eyes filled with the desire to kill became clear for a moment. Baker understood that since the vampire of the Earl, who claimed to be Albert's messenger, had successfully injured his shoulder, there should be no suspense about the outcome of this battle.

The seal was broken, and the curse Albert had left on his body should be about to kick in. Baker already felt a force eating away at his brain.

John III, who spotted Baker's transformation, was holding a blood-red scimitar and floating in the air, "So the show has been staged!"