The sun is sinking in the west, the night sky is falling,

The endless tearing of life and death,

It's between two races that were also born in the night.

Until the cold, lonely moon,

It was also dyed with a bright red color,

It was blood, tears, and souls.

The blood-red moon shines on the red land,

Witness the smallness and transience of life.

Immortality is both a reward and a punishment,

It's beauty and responsibility.

Behind the noble and elegant cold heart with a trace of contempt,

O ignorant world that lives in the sun,

When you are blinded by pride and prejudice,

But before you know it, your soul has been corrupted by sin.

We lurk in the darkness that produces such sin,

Waiting for the appearance of demonic minions,

Quietly stabbed a fatal stab from the back.

Fighting, not only the continuation of hatred,

It is also a guardian of dignity.

No one knows, no one understands, no one praises,

Alone through every long night,

Even God forsaken us;

But witnessing this qiē,

There are nameless tombstones standing in the desolate wilderness,

There is also the cold exposed in the wind, and the light of the night:

Scarlet Rose!

......

Every race has its own history of culture and glory, and the Bloods are no exception. This is an ancient hymn that circulates within the Blood Clan, telling the story of a special time two thousand years ago, when the warriors of the Blood Clan, in the misunderstanding and vigilance of the world, fought a brutal battle against another rival race every night, silently protecting the past of the three continents of Olopa.

Today, the war ended more than 1,800 years ago, and most of the Blood warriors who fought in that war are no longer alive, but the immortal hymn has survived for eternity.

The King of the Blood Clan, the Vampire Prince Dekra, looked up at Lu An, his eyes were full of disgust and anger, he had already seen that this Lu An was not an ordinary human teenager, but a thousand-year-old enemy who had to fight to the death.

"You've finally found out. From the eyes of the Vampire Prince, Pope Frio I knew that he had seen through Luan's true identity.

"Haha......" The prince calmed down and smiled disdainfully, "I knew that there was nothing that your Central Church could not do, but you were so bold that you dared to shelter the demon's servants." ”

"Evil should be destroyed by evil. To deal with you evil vampires, you don't need to use the power of divine light at all to let your two evil races kill each other. The Pope was unscrupulous and replied calmly.

"Hmph, I don't know if you're bold or ignorant. These guys—" the prince pointed to Luan, "do you think you can control them forever? Maybe today they will obey your Central See, but one day they will bite you from behind and bite you so-called 'messengers of light' to the ground." ”

Jiao Ran said, "If that day comes, we will already be a member of the Heavenly Kingdom Divine Race. Not to mention, you can't see that day coming, and that's the end of your vampire history. Luan, execute him. ”

The boy obeyed the Pope's orders completely, and he walked up to the Vampire Prince and raised his heavy sword again. Luan's eyes shone with life, and the prince could see that his consciousness was awake, and his mind was not manipulated by magic or other abilities, but his personality was relatively cold, and it was completely Luan's personal will to obey the Pope's words.

"You want to kill me, you're still a hundred years old!" The moment the blade slashed down, a huge amount of magic power was released from the bloodsucking prince's body, and the prince jumped up suddenly, slamming his palm into Lu An's chest.

This unexpected sudden attack, even if Lu An's movements were agile, he was caught off guard, and was pierced through the body by the prince's sharp claws, the heavy sword fell out of his hand, and the blood in his mouth spurted wildly, and the whole person flew backwards, crashing into the inner wall made by the magic crystal of the Holy Coffin, and then fell between the crystal coffins like earth dogs, blood flowed all over the ground, unable to move, and it seemed that he was out of breath.

The impact caused the entire coffin to shake, and countless sand and stones covering the outer wall of the magic crystal fell one after another.

"How can you—how is that possible?" the sudden change came as a surprise to the Pope.

"You're right, how could I have died at the hands of such a thing?" the prince glanced disdainfully at Luan, who was slumped in the distance.

"No, all of your power has been sealed by the 'Song of Sorrow', how can you still have such a swift counterattack power?"

"If you want to know, ask the all-knowing and all-powerful God of Light!" the prince shouted angrily, and threw himself at the Pope.

With no guards left at his side, the Pope retreated in the face of the menacing Vampire Prince, reaching out and pulling out a Mithril dagger from the Pope's robe—the only weapon that could protect him at this time.

The Vampire Prince attaches great importance to the battle of the Holy City, and has made careful preparations before going to war, he has sealed part of his magic power in advance to deal with unexpected situations, and now it really came in handy, in the case of all his power being sealed by the "Holy Cry of Sorrow", in the face of Lu An's merciless slaughter, this part of the self-sealing magic in the prince's body was liberated, strengthening his already quite weak body, and knocking down Lu An in one fell swoop. But the prince knew that this state of affairs would not last long, so he had to fight quickly and take down his final enemy, the Pope.

However, man is not as good as heaven. Even if it is the magic power that is self-sealed, it is also part of the power of the vampire, and the vampire prince finally underestimated the speed of the "Holy Cry of Sorrow" to seal the power of the bloodline, and when his claws were about to crush the pope's throat, a feeling of weakness suddenly hit, and the prince quickly collapsed, only half a step away from victory.

"There was a moment when I thought you had succeeded. The Pope wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, "But evil never prevails, thanks to the God of Light, you vicious monster also has a time when you are strong." ”

Seeing the way the Pope forced the villain to succeed, the vampire prince was too lazy to take care of it. If fate is destined to let him lose here, then there is nothing to say, he has lived enough for more than 1,700 years, and it is not in vain to be able to reunite with Meijia before he dies. Thinking of this, the prince calmly closed his eyes.

"Waste is waste, a waste of cultivation by me and the Holy See. In the end, I let my hand touch the stolen goods. The Pope glanced at Luan, who was lying in the distance with a bloody blur, with a look of annoyance. He raised the Mithril dagger aloft to get to know the Vampire Prince with his own hands.

The scourge of vampires, which had been ineradicated by dozens of popes for two thousand years, was resolved when he was the pope, and what a remarkable feat it would be in the history of later generations!

The shrouded light fused into the Mithril Dagger, turning it into a powerful enchanted weapon, but the dagger was unable to infuse the Vampire Prince, who had lost the ability to resist, as a "divine shield" blocked it. Originally, the magic of the "Holy Shield" could only defend against magical attacks, and had no defensive effect against physical attacks on physical matter, but this "Holy Shield" completely absorbed the magic of light with the same attributes as it, converted it into its own energy, and built an invisible force field, which actually wrenched the invincible Mithril Dagger one by one. It can be seen from this that the person who casts this "divine shield" will never be under the Pope in his light magic cultivation.

"Who is so bold?" cried the pope, once again frustrated. He reflexively thought that it was the cardinal in the Holy City who saved the bloodsucking prince, and that there was a traitor in the Holy See!

But that's not the case. When the glaring light cleared, the Pope discovered that the person who had saved the life of the Vampire Prince at the critical moment was not any cardinal he knew, but a blonde girl wearing only a low-ranking priest's robe.

"It's you!" the Pope was momentarily stunned at the sight of the blonde girl, he had no idea that anyone else would find this place.

This was the first time the Pope and the Maiden had met, but he was no stranger to the Maiden, having seen the face in sketches drawn by intelligence officers, and that hours earlier he had ordered a paladin to retrieve her, but now it seemed that the paladin had failed in his mission.

"Sophia, I didn't expect you to be the one who saved me. Who made you nosy. Although the Vampire Prince was saved by Sophia, he did not want Sophia to be involved in the feud between him and the Central Church.

The door of the Holy Coffin, which had been closed, was opened, and Sophia was standing at the doorway, and without saying a word, she came to the vampire prince and pulled out the "Holy Cry and Sorrow" that had been inserted in him.

"I didn't think to intervene in your battle, I came here with a cry of great sorrow, but I didn't expect that the source of the cry was actually ......" Sophia stroked the "Holy Cry Song" in her hand, and at the same time injected a wave of light magic into it.

Soothed by the warmth of divine magic, the soul trapped in the crystal sword was given a peace not seen in more than a thousand years, and the sad song of crying gradually became softer.

"Hmph, Sophia, the last princess of the royal family of Dante, it seems that you are indeed in collusion with vampires. The Pope laughed dryly and choked at Sophia.

"Who are you, and what is this place?" asked Sophia. She hadn't seen the Pope, so naturally she didn't know his identity, she looked around and saw countless crystal coffins with dried corpses, and a chilling feeling rose from her heart. It's a cemetery, how could there be such a place in the Papal Palace?

"This man is the current Pope, Frio I. The mastermind behind the ruin of your country 13 years ago. The Vampire Prince stood up and held out his arm in front of Sophia, "But if you want revenge, you'll have to line up, and I have a few accounts to settle first." After the crystal sword was taken, the "law" that sealed the power of the blood clan was lifted, and the prince had no worries when he fought the Pope again.

"It's a pity, when will you understand?" the Pope turned around and yelled at Luan, who had been "killed" by the Prince, even in the face of the vampire prince who had lifted the seal, "How long are you going to sleep?" ”

Lu An, who had long since lost signs of life, suddenly opened his eyes and jumped up after hearing the Pope's shout. Blood hung from the corners of his mouth, and the bloody hole in his chest pierced by the bloodsucking prince was shocking. There was no pain in the seriously wounded or dying in his cold face, but rather the madness of the beast. The pupils of Luan's eyes turned a deep green, like a beast staring at its prey, and he raised his head and let out a hoarse howl as if it were about to devour a qiē.

"Woowoo ......"

The incessant howl, like a ghost from every corner of the darkness, lingered, sending a sharp signal of fear through the pinna to every nerve in Sophia's body.

"Woowoo ......"

With a howl, Lu An's seriously injured body was rapidly recovering, the tissues around the blood hole in his chest were reborn at an extremely fast speed, and his physical appearance was also undergoing rapid changes.

"Who is he? Isn't he human!" Sophia clutched her ears, her eardrums almost pierced by the sound of howling.

The prince retrieved the "endless sigh" and snorted coldly: "Of course this guy is not human, he is ......"

"Woo woo ......" a howl interrupted the bloodsucking prince's words.

Lu An's body became larger and larger, the strengthened muscles tore through the leather pants, the gray-black fur covered his body, the fingers of his limbs grew sharp claws, his ears and mouth quickly lengthened and sharpened, and behind the sharp, Hitty teeth was a blood-red tongue, and a hairy tail grew on the hips.

The creature, named Luan, has now revealed its true colors: a giant wolf!

"He's a werewolf!" the Vampire Prince continued his interrupted reply, "a thousand-year-old enemy who swears to stand with the Bloods!"