"I knew ......" It wasn't until the sound of wings flapping was lost in the sky that Kelvin jumped out of the window.

Seeing the winged castle in the sunlight again, it was like a world away.

Every time Ryan took a step closer, the cells in his body unconsciously ached. The traces of dying that day were deeply seared into the body.

"Tasia......

Outside the window-open tower, he paused for a moment before whispering the name.

He didn't have any qualifications to appear in front of Anyang again, but he wanted to tell her that it was fate that brought him to that place four years ago.

Gazing apprehensively into the room, traces of blood immediately constricted in the pupils.

His heart sank suddenly, and he came closer to see that the chains hanging from the bedside seemed to have been twisted by the monster, spraying blood and spreading messily around.

"Whoa......

The slightest sound was imperceptible to the fluctuation of the wind, but the sharp pinna of the ear trembled violently, causing Ryan's heart to plummet to the bottom.

"Tasia!"

He immediately realized what had happened, and when he rushed into the tower, sure enough, the power of the Holy Light that had been blocked before had disappeared without a trace.

The winged castle in the sun has lost the protection of the Holy Light.

He ran down the stairs in a panic, the rumbling sound of prayer coming down the quivering air. It was a very ordinary day for the saints who were in worship......

Ryan was desperate to find Tasia's traces, but the connection between the bloodlines had long since been completely dissipated due to a brief separation.

"Tasia, Tasia......"

Under the constant whispering, he was eager to hear any echo.

The church became an ordinary building, either because of the owner's accident or the presence of powerful vampires.

Savier is not an ordinary priest, and Anyang is even less likely to attack him, if it is the latter......

The headache seemed to be torn apart, his eyes welled up with tears, and his voice trembled unconsciously.

"Tasia, where are you ......"

"Ah, it's Ryan's voice," An Yang heard an incessant whisper through countless stones.

"Brother, did you hear that? Such a distant voice...... "She knelt down, and her bright eyes revealed a breathtaking bewitching because of the blood stained at the corners of her eyes.

Heavy breathing was like the low sound of a broken gong, and there was no response.

"Yes, I forgot," she laughed suddenly, her sharp fangs dripping blood from her mouth that hadn't yet rolled into her mouth, "now that my brother is dying of pain, how can I hear anything else." ”

Lowering her head, she stared at the ring on her ring finger and suddenly began to twist it frantically.

The ring that I haven't taken for seven years has long been deeply strangled in flesh and blood.

The bone knot made a crisp detaching sound, and the severed fingers connected to the flesh, stubbornly refusing to let go of the restraints.

"Tasia, what the hell are you doing......" The body that had lost so much blood that he was about to faint.

He didn't notice the slightest moment when the wound appeared on his body, and An Yang was like a thief, greedily rolling over every drop of blood that fell from him.

It wasn't until the fangs pierced his neck that he realized it was all out of control......