() Burned a qiē black flame, burst out from the occupied muffer, burning the Dawning Villa, followed by the Blood Mountain Range, the Brilliant Continent, the Star River Continent, the Moron Continent, and finally the entire Olopa World was completely burned in the black flames......

Muffer knelt on the ground with a dull expression, his hands on the ground. Although vampires who are undead should not have the fear of ordinary people, the sight of the end of the world is too real to have a great shock to Muffle's soul. If Muffle had remained human, he would have been drenched in his own cold sweat by now.

"You see, that's the terrible power you covet. Owen's voice suddenly sounded, "The black flame is the hellish karmic fire from the deepest part of the Demon Realm. The destructive power brought by the demon Satan Abaddon two thousand years ago is not something a guy like you can control. ”

Owen's words sobered up Muffle a lot. He looked up and saw that the speaker was standing in front of him unharmed, with no traces of being attacked by pythons and tigers, his clothes were as clean as new, and there was no trace of blood in his eyes, and there was no sign of a nervous breakdown in his eyes. It was as if his torture of Owen just now, sucking the blood and soul of the other party, was nothing more than a false dream.

"No way! You've been sucked by me, how can you're okay?"

"That's just your self-deception. Look around you. ”

Under Owen's words, Muffer noticed that the ground he was touching with his knees and hands was not the dry mud surface of the forest path, but the polished smooth and neat Dali floor, and besides, the Soul Eater Cave was not in front of him at all, and the place they were in now was not a forest path, but an interior. Several massive columns support the dome of the round arch, and the ceiling is covered with carvings. This place is all too familiar to Muffle: the ground floor of the main building of Dawning Villa, the main hall after entering the door.

"How did I end up here?" Muffle stood up and looked around in disbelief.

"You thought you were hallucinating me and Cassius near the Eater of Souls, when in fact you never left Dawning Heights. Owen put his hands behind his back and sneered without hesitation, "Of course, I have to thank you. If you hadn't opened the teleportation channel, Cassius and I would still be wandering around the mountains. ”

"You're less bluffing. Muffle's face contorted, "I don't know why I can't suck your soul, but don't think you'll be fine if you're attacked by three movements of 'Disillusionment' in a row. ”

"It's a shame. Using psychic magic on me is your biggest mistake. The 'disillusionment' of the requiem that you are so proud of has all bounced back on you. Don't you know anything about this?"

"Bounce?" Muffle said with a thrill in his heart.

Only then did Muffle feel the skin behind him crack open and there was a murmur in his chest, the sound of several ribs breaking. This is exactly the damage that the giant python and the tiger that materialized under the illusion just now caused to Owen! Since the body of the undead had no pain, he didn't realize it until now.

"See, you think you're tossing me and Cassius to death, but it's just a hallucination of your own amusement. And I didn't touch it at all. Well, it's not correct to say that it hasn't moved, at least the kick I kicked away from Cassius is real. ”

"You said it was all my hallucination? How could the Bloods be attacked by spiritual magic?"

"Whatever you want. But if Cassius was still around, I'm not sure I'll be able to bounce back your illusion without implicating him. ”

"Bastard...... Muffle, who had never been so wolfy, felt unusually angry, his eyes glowed dark green, his skin became even paler, two long canine teeth protruding from his upper lip, and the nails of his ten fingers suddenly elongated.

With the liberation of the vampire's power, the strange magic enveloped Muffer's body, causing the black blood in his body to tumble, the tiger claw scars on his back were quickly repaired, and the broken ribs were automatically reconnected. "I'm going to suck your blood, suck your soul!" Muffle roared, losing his original elegance and pounced on Owen with his teeth and claws......

"Uh-uh-uh......"

Dizzy, Cassius woke up slowly. He rose from the ground, surrounded by pitch black, and the only source of light was the moon hanging in the sky, but it was not the full moon seen in the hallucination, but the last quarter moon that matched the day.

By the way, Owen and I met a vampire dressed in a bard's costume, and his flute was terrifying, and he took us to the Soul Eater, and Owen and I were besieged from countless beasts, and then I was kicked by Owen and fell into the Soul Eater, and then I don't remember anything...... By the way, what about Owen?

Cassius struggled to think about what had happened before he lost consciousness, remembering Owen, and realizing that he was alone. Cassius searched the ground in the dark, but fortunately the "Grip of Endurance" fell not far away, and he quickly found his magic wand. Cassius looked around, only to realize that the place he was in now was not the forest path before at all, but like an athletic school field, with a wide circular clearing in the middle, arched around, and next to it was a tall building towering into the sky, and in the four corners of the school field, there were four marble statues of vampires more than ten meters high. Each of the four stone statues holds a huge disc in its hands.

Cassius' heart was furious when one of the stone statues was snoring. "Are these statues alive?" a terrifying thought crossed his mind.

Just as Cassius's mind was raising his voice, orange-red flames suddenly burst out of the disc held up by the four stone statues, burning vigorously, and four large flames illuminated the school yard as bright as day.

The human eye could not adapt to the environment from extremely dark to extremely bright at once, and Cassius, who was caught off guard, reflexively created an ice shield to protect himself, waiting for the eyes to slowly adapt. As soon as his vision returned, he discovered the reason for the "snoring" of the stone statues: it turned out that although the snoring sound did come from one of the stone statues, it was not the stone statue itself that snored, but a person on the left shoulder of the stone statue. Dressed in black, the man had blended into the darkness in the previous night, but was revealed in the light, his legs stretched out, his upper body resting against the statue's head, his hands clasped to his chest, and he slept soundly.

"When did the black fox get to the schoolhouse!" the sparrow screamed in fuss in the council hall.

If it weren't for the reappearance of the three-dimensional magical image, probably no one would have noticed that the person on the second terrace on the right side of the doorway had long since disappeared.

"An unpredictable fellow. He usually sleeps thunder, but he didn't expect to be so active this time. Leon said.

"I'm more concerned about what's going on on the other side. This time, Melissa also took the initiative to express her opinion, "Why can you use spiritual magic to affect the blood clan?

At this time, there was not only one set of stereoscopic images unfolding in the council hall, but Owen and Cassius, who were scattered in two places, and the situation they were facing was presented by two sets of stereoscopic images.

"That little guy didn't use magic, but a long-lost skill: telekinesis. The immortal bodies of our bloodlines are immune to psychic magic, but they are unable to resist psychic attacks. Orome explained slowly as he flipped through the book.

"How so?" Leon looked incredulous.

Not only Leon, but also Sparrow, Melissa, and even the usually reticent Uonik showed such expressions. Vampires originally claimed to be more powerful than humans for a long time, which is the root of their self-esteem that they think they are more noble than humans, but if humans have the ability to interfere with the hearts of vampires, the damage to the self-esteem of the blood clan can be imagined.

"Actually, that's not bad. Isn't that muffle good at psychic attacks and illusions? Leon, who came back to his senses, smiled gloatingly.

"Yes! Mavre's bastard thing must be taught a lesson!" said the sparrow, her hands fluttering excitedly, and she stepped on the railing of the terrace, unaware of the scenery under her skirt.

Everyone present understood why the sparrow was so excited. It is not for nothing that he is the only one who is not treated well by others and is regarded as a madman. Muffle had committed unforgivable crimes against his fellow Bloods. Especially for Sparrow, even if she lives to the end of time, she will not be able to forget that her only friend and lieutenant, Niadella, was killed by Muffle.

"Just to teach a lesson? Orome secretly aimed at the silent Vampire Prince, his two reflective spectacle lenses that not only hid his eyes, but also concealed the fact that he had discovered the true intentions of the Vampire Prince.

The two white and blue figures staggered like lightning, and collided fiercely in the open space.

Traces of the two men's fight are scattered all over the hall. Both sides of the fight are bare-handed, and skill is more important than a pure contest of speed and strength. It seems that Muffle is aggressive, every claw and every kick attacks Owen's throat, heart, eyes and other fatal points, while Owen can only passively defend and dodge; The two sides struggled for dozens of rounds without being able to distinguish the winner.

"Bastard! bastard!"

After another failed onslaught, Muffle stopped and cursed loudly. He really couldn't figure out why there were so many times when he could have killed Owen, but he was inexplicably dodged over. He vaguely felt that he seemed to be being fooled by the other party, but he refused to admit it in his heart, which was the reason why he couldn't calm down.

Seeing that the opponent stopped, Owen also stopped: "Only after liberating the power of the blood clan is this strength? Putting aside those deceptive tricks, your fighting level is not much better than that of the middle level of the blood clan." It seems that your name as the 'Eight Sages' does not live up to its name. ”

"You ......" Owen's count made Muffle furious, and he was about to pounce on him again when he suddenly came to his senses, "Hmph, what a sinister guy, you are deliberately provoking me, making me completely lose my mind and consume my body indiscriminately, creating an opportunity for yourself to fight back." This trick is quite effective against humans, but unfortunately our bloodline doesn't feel fatigue. ”

Hearing what his opponent said, Owen couldn't help but laugh: "You think too highly of yourself." I don't need to use such a complicated strategy against you. You want to see my counterattack, see clearly, don't blink. ”

Before the words fell, Owen's figure disappeared in place, and Muffle only felt the breeze blowing on his face, and before he could react, Owen quickly flew up and kicked Muffle in the jaw, kicking him out of the air, and the wide-brimmed top hat with feathers left Muffle's head and floated in the wind.

Owen took the top hat and put it on his head, leaned slightly and smiled, looking confidently at the muffle he had kicked into a stone pillar: "Fists and kicks against others do not fit the image of a bard." ”