How dare you disobey this king! ”

Obadiah was furious, and the demonic power behind him condensed again, turning into a ghost hand, and stabbed Dorn fiercely from all directions.

But Dorn was not afraid of Obadiah at all, without the suppression of the blood bloodline, coupled with the power and weirdness of the blood demon magic, he was able to draw with Obadiah, a prince-level blood clan, for a while.

Dorn was seen to use the blood magic again, and the blood-colored paper money turned into countless ropes to bind Obadia's ghost hand, making it difficult for him to break free.

The surprise in Obadia's heart grew stronger and stronger, and he didn't dare to be careless, and suddenly burst out of blood energy, blasting the ghost's hand apart, and at the same time breaking free from the shackles of Dorne's blood-colored banknotes, and the two of them took advantage of this to pull apart.

Airplanes! The moment Obadiah landed, he exuded the coercion of the prince-level blood clan, but Dorne, who had already become a nether blood clan, was not afraid of the coercion of Obadia's blood clan at all, but sneered: "The prince-level blood clan is nothing more than that. ”

Hiss! All the princes gasped, and in their eyes, the duke-level blood clan, which was only slightly stronger than ants, not only disobeyed the prince, but also launched an attack on the prince, and even ridiculed the prince.

What a great rebellion, it is simply a desecration of the majesty of the blood bloodline.

"Kill him!"

The princes urged Obadiah to solve Dorne, but none of them helped, most of them had the intention of seeing Obadiah make a fool of himself.

Obadiah had a cold face, he didn't want to be a weapon in the hands of the princes, the anger on his face faded a little, and he regained some reason and said: "Steven, there is something interesting about this duke under you?" Why don't you let him join me as a Lesan Clan? ”

Forehead?! The princes and Dorne were stunned, not knowing what kind of medicine was sold in this Obadiah gourd.

Is this a can't beat and want to recruit An?

No, Obadiah just thinks that Steven can study the secrets of the Daywalker, and let the duke-level bloodline get rid of the shackles of the bloodline, and also obtain the strange bloodline magic, such a means, even if it can't be directly taken into his hands, then the sword will go sideways and seek it from his subordinates.

If Dorne can be brought under his command, there will naturally be time and opportunity to study the mysteries, although the Norman Duke of the Tsmisi is dead, the Tsmisi have never lacked mad scientists.

As for Obadia's intentions, Steven and Dorne were naturally very clear.

Dorne sneered and replied, "Prince Obadia, I have an indifferent personality, and the atmosphere of Lessenlu is not suitable for me. ”

Obadiah also did not give up, and continued: "Don't be in such a hurry to refuse, the bloody battle is imminent, maybe you will have new ideas." ”

Obadia's mind had already decided that no matter how much he got from Steven, he must gather the power of multiple clans as soon as possible and wipe out the Giovanni clan among the thirteen clans, and such an alternative existence decision could not become mainstream.

This touches the roots of the Bloodline.

"Get out of the way, Duke of Dorne, even if you have some strength, you are still no match for me, hand over the human behind you to me."

When Obadiah saw that the force was not in order, he begged for it.

Steven interjected with a sneer, "Obadiah, do you treat me like air?" I was just attacked by you, and now I still have the face to beg for it?! ”

Rumble! The realm of the undead behind Steven erupted, and countless skeleton ghouls struggled to get out of it, and the momentum was monstrous and not to be underestimated.

Obadiah frowned, Steven's strength was not weaker than his demon realm at all, if he fought at this feast, he would inevitably lose both sides, and ruin tonight's feast.

Hum! Obadiah took a step back, no longer fighting Steven, but sneered and sneered: "The dignified prince of the blood clan, but he is confronting me for a human being, in the end, he is still a mongrel with impure blood." ”

Steven:!!!

Steven was furious and was about to make a move, but was stopped by Shen Mu.

"Wait, let me do it."

Steven was stunned, nodded, suppressed the anger in his heart, and retreated.

Such a move fell in the eyes of the princes, and it was even more incredible, the prince of the dignified blood clan actually surrendered to the human race?! What a humiliation.

"Hmph, there are some things that are still a thing even after countless years, and they can never be compared to the real bloodline."

"Hey, shame on the Bloodline!"

"The Giovanni are just bastards with no bloodline."

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In the face of the ridicule of the princes, Shen Mo shook his head slightly and said with a smile: "Have you said enough?" ”

The princes were stunned, they didn't know what the human beings in front of them wanted to do, such a humble human being, they actually dared to shout in front of their blood princes, they didn't know how thick the sky was.

"Inferior creatures, you should pay for what you say."

At his behest, one of Obadiah's dukes erupted, scarlet blood turning into ghostly hands and grabbing at Silent Neck.

But just when the princes thought that silence was certain to die, a loud bang exploded, and the duke, who had attacked silence, flew straight upside down like a kite with a broken string, and fell into the stone wall behind Obadiah, with a burst of red flames, and in the screams of pain, it turned into powder and disappeared.

！！！

The whole banquet fell into a deathly silence in an instant.

All the blood clans stared at Shen Mo in disbelief, some of the princes could see what Shen Mo had just done, and some of them couldn't even see how Shen Mo made a move.

In just an instant, a duke-level blood clan died tragically at the hands of a human under the nose of the thirteenth blood prince.

This... What a shame!

"Trash!"

Silent and broken.

"What did you say?!" Prince Sapir of the Bruch questioned sharply.

Shen Mo hurriedly explained: "Oh, don't get me wrong, I'm not targeting it, I just want to say that all of you here are rubbish." ”

Bloodline: ···

They are the princes of the thirteen clans, and they are incomparably noble and powerful beings, and now they are called rubbish by a human in front of them.

Either their temper is gone, or this human is crazy.

"A low-level creature would dare to humiliate our bloodline." Prince Sapir of the Bruch clan stood up in a fit of rage, and a half-human-tall giant battle axe manifested, raising scarlet blood and pointing at silence.

Shen Mo smiled, and with a flick of his wrist, the one-person-tall Calamity Yaqi Great Snake Battle Ax was revealed, and the black hole ripples that were as black as an abyss appeared, making people palpitate and panic.

Sapir: ???

Silence: "Mine is bigger than you!" ”

Sapir's eyes were instantly bloodshot with rage, and he raised his tomahawk like a mad maniac and slashed at Shen Mu.

The battle axe in his hand was not an ordinary thing, but a torture axe, one of the thirteen holy weapons, with the terrifying power of multiplying the combat power of the bloodline.

This torture axe fell into the hands of the Bruch tribe, who are good at violence, and it is simply like a tiger.

"Die, ants!"

Shen Mo smiled faintly: "Eat me a baptism of holy light!" ”