"Lance's" face was a little distorted, and there was a tumbling beneath the real skin, revealing a strange light under the slightly cracked cracks, as if a strange being wanted to crowd out of it.

"Then the entity is revealed, and beware of being found by those who choose. ”

Under the bland prompt, "Lance" obviously remembered his scruples and regained his composure, "This is his fateful choice, and you have no right to interfere." ”

"Of course I do. ”

"Then why did you stop him just now? ”

"Is there one?"

"Which eye did you see, when, where, and what did I do at that point in time?"

A series of knowingly asked questions, if more serious, then completely in line with his heart.

"Get out of the way. ”

"Why should I get out of the way, of course, if this space is opened up by you, you naturally have this right, but unfortunately, it's not. ”

"Okay. ”

The hideous face turned into the previous arrogance, and since it was a foregone conclusion to delay time, there was no need to have too much trouble with this shameless and cunning arrogance.

"Gee, I think you don't seem to be like that. ”

"You should be like those so-called holy clans, wrapping your filthy jealousy in righteous words and shouting with great pity. ”

"Then we fought to a draw, and you continued to say those great sentences for the sake of the world, for the sake of the continent, with disgusting words mixed in to stimulate my nerves, try to provoke me, find my weakness. ”

"In the end, after killing me in one fell swoop, I had to endure the spit in my mouth and the curse in my heart, and finish the final declaration of justice. ”

"Am I right, you say?"

The face was a little ugly, and the depiction was familiar, in fact, thousands of years ago, at the moment of their first meeting, this was how things generally went, except for those depictions of inner turmoil.

"It's only a thousand years, and it's become this kind of vulgar and old-fashioned thinking, and you seem to have been influenced by something. ”

The words of understatement made "Lance" obviously stunned.

"Oh, you don't know that you don't know. ”

"It's pathetic. ”

The gloomy face turned black, and only this shameless man could say it like this, "Are you done talking nonsense!"

"It's still early. ”

"Hey, Lance, is it comfortable in this pit?"

"Click. ”

The shattered stones were peeled away, all the injuries were recovered, and he stood on the meteorite again, the black-purple corners lingering in front of him, and this Blake, standing above his head, to be exact, floating above his head.

"Don't you think it's rude to be on top of someone's head all the time?"

"Oh, sorry. ”

The black-purple robe was undulating, the skin was too white and even pale to be said to be, the extremely handsome face did not match the deep voice, and the long silver hair floated, the most attractive thing was the swirling blood that was precipitated in the darkness in the eye sockets.

The corners of his mouth outlined a wicked smile, and he bowed slightly, "First time we met, my name is Blake, the ninety-ninth emperor of the blood clan. ”

"Of course, you can also call another popular name, the King of Blood. ”

The information about the Bloodline began to flood in his mind.

The emperor of the blood clan, that is, the controller of the blood clan, is truly recognized by the blood river, and if he can still get the corresponding title, it means that he has climbed to the peak of the real strength of the Suo Continent.

And the title of the King of Angry Blood is the last Blood Emperor in the record, and the most glorious battle is a total of two games, one is to cut the throat of fate with his own hands, and complete this impossible forbidden act.

And the other is to enter the Holy Tower alone and return from the top of the Holy Tower in its entirety.

However, the illusory and transparent figure has said it all, he is dead, and what remains here is only the thinking body.

But what is more interesting is why he is here, and why he stopped his actions in the first place.

"Don't worry, I'll answer your questions, but before that. ”

"I want to ask if there is only half of you left in our blood clan. "I saw through Lance's identity at a glance.

"For now, that's right. ”

Blake didn't have the slightest look of surprise, even a little happy, "Then it doesn't matter, you're still there." ”

The meaning of this sentence is obviously a little off, as if he had expected that he would survive, what was the relationship between this Blake and himself a thousand years ago?

The blood vortex loosened at this moment, and his voice raised a little, "When you reach a certain level, you will find that death has only transformed into another form of existence, and my current state can be regarded as an existence similar to that of an undead." ”

"And as for why stopped you just now.................."

"Blake!"

A sharp voice interrupted the conversation, "I've already made it clear, this is his choice, and you have no right to interfere!"

"Besides, we've agreed with each other!"

"Hahaha!" The wild laughter stood out, and Blake gently touched his forehead, his expression full of helplessness and a hint of pity.

"Fate, fate, I really don't know whether to say you're stupid, stupid, stupid. ”

"Listen to a dark one. ”

Seeing the more gloomy face that continued to churn, the wild laughter instantly retracted, "Don't pretend, I've already given you enough face, if you really dare." ”

In front of the dim blood sword floating, his fingers flicked, "ding", the crisp sound of déjà vu made "Lance" stunned, and the evil arc appeared again, "I don't mind letting you feel the feeling of breaking again." ”

The mere threat of behavior can produce such a shock, and one can imagine how much fear this fate has suffered.

"Lance, you see, you have to be tough on this kind of thing. ”

"What respect etiquette is for those who are strong, and those who are worthy of respect for the weak, not all of them are worthy of your attention. Blake turned to Lance, and the Blood Sword was back in Lance's hands.

"Remember?"

Didactic language, but without a strange sense of rejection.

"Yes. ”

"So, let's move on to the next step. ”

Turning his eyes to "Lance", he raised his eyebrows slightly, "Let me teach you how to properly cut that guy's throat." ”