() "Damn! How can this be reasonable!" never thought that the reversal would be so fast, and in the face of the calm Owen, the muffle of the Eight Sages was forced to the point of being quite a wolf.

The large stone pillar, which had been badly damaged by the fish pond, fell a puff of sand caused by the vibration caused by the shaking of Muffle's body from the humanoid pit. His long blue hair was messy, his jaw was crooked to the side after being kicked, and his body was broken in multiple places, although such injuries were quickly recovered under the powerful rebirth ability of the vampire, but his temperament was no longer elegant and literary, but like an enraged beast, he roared angrily: "I will break you into thousands of pieces and ...... you"

"What about me? You can't even keep your hat. Owen sighed.

The arrogant Muffer rarely received such insults, he couldn't help it anymore, and with his palm as a claw, he flew towards Owen, and the poisonous claw went straight to Owen's face.

Irving's face was not afraid, he calmly took Muffle's hat off his head, pushed it up with his fingers and spun it in circles, and when Muffle's poisonous claws were almost close to his eyelashes, he threw his top hat into the sky to take his opponent's attack. In this round of confrontation, Owen changed his previous passive defensive attitude, and his swift attacks rained down on Muffle.

Muffle was surprised, he originally thought that the kick that Owen kicked him before was just luck and a temporary burst of power, but he didn't think that this was the real strength that Owen hid, as long as he attacked forward, Owen's strange routine made him feel like fighting with tens of millions of catties of mud and sand, dragging, sticking, lagging, pushing, a few unreasonable movements, so that his offensive collapsed into invisibility, and then it was like a deep quagmire, difficult to pull himself; As he retreated, Owen's attacks followed, taking advantage of Muffle's reach.

Glaring, strangulation, throat locking, heartbeating, abdominal blowing, wrist twisting, arm folding, calf sweeping...... The moves are ruthless and insidious everywhere.

In the end, Owen ended this round of offensive and defensive battles with a set of serial heart-piercing flying legs. Muffle received dozens of blows to the chest in succession, and flew backwards, crashing into another large stone pillar. At this moment, the top hat that had rolled in the air a few times landed right on Owen's hand.

The fierce confrontation between the two just now was just a few seconds of hats flying in the air.

The muffle who came out of the stone pillar again was even more wolf than the last time, black blood was dripping from the corners of his mouth, the chest of the blue-and-white performance suit on his body was repeatedly covered with shoe prints, his body was broken in many places, and his left hand was crooked behind his back, and he didn't hit Owen at all, let alone hurt Owen in the slightest.

"Hurry up and be reborn, but no matter how many times you respawn, the result will be the same until you surrender. But you have to think clearly, the rebirth ability of the Bloodline is not unlimited, and when the blood in your body is exhausted, it will also be wiped out. Owen finished and tossed the top hat back to its original owner.

Humiliated, Muffle flicked his claws forward, his long, sharp nails tearing his favorite top hat to shreds and scattering them all around. "You want me to surrender? I'm one of the Eight Sages of the Bloody Clan!" Ma Fu would rather die than give up his self-esteem.

"Eight sages? To tell you the truth, you don't deserve the glorious title of 'Eight Sages'. Each of the Eight Sages of the Blood Clan represents a spirit: knowledge, agility, self-control, immortality, strength, progress, freedom, and responsibility. However, you simply do not understand the meaning of the spiritual 'progress' that you represent. ”

"Don't be too presumptuous, stinky boy. ”

"Well, remember, I'm not the first person to say this to you. ”

"You...... How so?" Muffle was stunned. Someone had said the same thing to him before, and that man was the man he had wanted to challenge, but had not dared to challenge: his master, the vampire prince Dekra.

Owen knew that his words were in the right place for Muffle, and he continued to add fuel to the fire: "Among vampires, you are the most unique individual. Because other vampires only suck the blood of people and animals, while you suck the souls of humans in addition to blood. With the help of the nutrients obtained by sucking souls, you can improve your ** and magical abilities and make yourself stronger. You call this path to strength 'progress.'" For the sake of what you call 'progress', 400 years ago, while the Blood Sampire Prince was sleeping, you hunted and sucked the souls of humans in defiance of the ban, and not only that, but you also extended your claws to your own people and sucked the souls of the Bloods. After the incident is revealed, you are besieged by several sages and flee the Blood Mountains without being defeated. The Prince of Vampire wakes up from his slumber in pursuit of you. He pursued the three continents of Olopa, and when he finally found you, you had become a monster that had lost his mind, besieged by the Knights Templar. The Prince of Vampire will risk his life to rescue you from the siege of the Holy Forces. In order to awaken you from the confusion of your inner demonic barrier, the Prince of Vampire has once again reborn you with his own blood, and he has lifted the demonic barrier within you and restored you to your senses. The Vampire Prince took you back to Dawning Villa and continued to serve as the Eight Sages, but as punishment, he sealed away some of your power and forbade you to suck your soul forever. ”

"This is a secret history of our Bloodline that hasn't been recorded, how do you know?" Owen surprised Muffer too much.

"The real progress is not in the external strength, but here: the inside. Owen stretched out his big finger and pointed to his chest, "The Blood Clan was also once a human being, so if humans have an inner demonic barrier, the Blood Clan will also have it." Being able to overcome one's own obstacles and make one's heart realize is the real progress. ”

"What are you, I can't preach you yet. The more Muffer listened, the more angry he became, this was exactly what the Prince of Vampire had said to him before.

However, Owen ignored Muffle's objection and continued to say to himself: "It's a pity that you can't comprehend this at all, but continue to go further and further in the illusion of indulging in great power. Instead of improving, you are resting on your laurels, even regressing. ”

"I'm telling you to shut up!" Muffle went frantic again.

"It is even more regrettable that the magnanimity of the Prince of the Vampires not only did not exchange you for understanding and awareness, but only made you even more resentful. You are obedient on the surface, but in fact you have no tricks in your heart, waiting for the best opportunity to rebel. I think that when the Vampire Prince gives Sophia his 'first hug', you will surely take the opportunity to seize your master's Daywalker power......"

"Don't say any more!ahh......hhhh

Of course, his blow could only hit the air. After calmly dodging, Owen continued to add salt and vinegar: "Why don't you say it? My last sentence just now was just my guess, and there was no factual basis. If you don't feel guilty, why worry about being heard? ”

After all, Muffle did not completely lose his mind, and under Owen's back-and-forth, he gradually regained his composure. Muffer took a few steps back, putting some distance between him and Owen, and didn't seem to have any intention of continuing to attack Owen. Muffle opened his space and summoned the bone flute, his fierce gaze like a cold sharp knife: "You forced me! ”

"What?" Owen said with a thrill in his heart.

Looking at the opponent's silent, cold eyes, not like a bluff, it can be seen that Muffle has absolute confidence to completely destroy Miè Owen.

"Don't think that my 'disillusionment' is only three movements. Muffle put the bone flute to his lips, "Requiem's 'Disillusionment' Finale: Death!"