Luo Wei is facing a dead end at this time, he is underground, the space is closed, there is no way to escape, the IPS stem cells on his body are drained, all kinds of strength can not be used, even Cethia is powerless to resist.

Since it can suppress the bloodline of Sethea, it means that the ancestor is also a vampire, and judging from the name and bloodline level, it should be brought by the cube, the most powerful and oldest vampire, far beyond the lord level, and it is very likely to be an epic creature.

In the distance, on the endless corpses, attracted by the breath of the ancestors, a large number of hideous ghouls were crawling out of the corpse pile, their fierce eyes scarlet, disgusting saliva flowing from the sharp teeth, sticky on the white bones, they were arranged in an orderly manner, sealing the route to the exit.

In the dangerous situation he encountered before, although Luo Wei didn't say that he had a way to break the game every time, he could at least try to escape, but what could he do now? Nothing can be done...

Cethia's legs had been crushed by the Ancestor, revealing hideous flesh and bones, but she still dragged her tattered delicate body, moving hard and slowly on the ground, trying to crawl towards Locho.

Seeing this scene, Luo Wei felt very uncomfortable, he never thought that the person who accompanied him on the last journey would be the former enemy, it would be this vampire queen who was subdued by himself and had no thoughts and feelings, he bit his lower lip tightly, and said in a complex and low voice: "Sethea... Don't come here..."

“AI... Dv... Hala..."In the bottomless black hole, the bitter voice of the Ancestor pierced through Luo Wei's eardrums and echoed in the underground space here.

The little wild cat smiled strangely and said sickly, "The ancestor asked you to say goodbye to her." ”

Before Luo Wei could react, a strange ferocity suddenly appeared on the ancestor's black hole-like face, as if a ghost fire was burning in the air, and a strange scarlet energy also appeared on the cloak, raging like a raging fire, and at the same time, a trace of black aura appeared on his fingertips, lingering on his withered hand, like a poisonous snake spitting letters.

Terrible, terrible! The unspeakable sense of oppression made Luo Wei feel like he had fallen into a bottomless pit, sinking with the endless torrent of darkness, and would disappear into this world at any time...

In the huge underground space, under the pressure of the ancestors, those ghouls who came out of the corpse pile were like lost dogs at this time, crawling close to the ground, making a dog-like whining sound to express their inner fear, their strong bodies couldn't stop trembling, and even the tail that could shatter human bones was caught under them...

The black aura of the ancestor's fingertips slowly wrapped around Cethea's delicate body, and suddenly, under Luo Wei's stunned gaze, one of Sethea's arms quietly turned into powder along with the queen's black robe, as if it had experienced the destruction of thousands of years, and a breeze blew and dispersed with the wind, leaving no trace...

The dangerous aura was like an all-pervasive poisonous gas, invading his body from every pore on Luo Wei's body, tearing through his consciousness, he looked at Cethia's blood pupils staring at him, and hissed and roared, "Get up! Sercia! That's an order!! ”

Cethia's red lips opened slightly, and the blood foaming gushing out was so shocking, she stretched out her white hand to Luo Wei, and just wanted to say something, suddenly, the ancestor descended on her.

Under Luo Wei's desperate gaze, the strange energy on the ancestor's body began to surge like a tsunami, swallowing Cecia whole like a giant python preying on a frog.

Cethia's delicate body gradually disintegrated under the envelopment of energy, being swallowed at a speed visible to the naked eye, and at the last moment of disappearance, she still stretched out her hand to Luo Wei, as if she wanted to touch him.

However, with a strange roar from the Ancestor, the energy engulfed Cethia entirely, sucking it into the black hole on her face like a poisonous insect returning to her nest, and there was no more movement.

Sercia vanished, devoured alive by the Ancestor, and the monster was pleased with the Queen's palate as it was evident from its expanding body.

"Damn! In the fierce struggle, Luo Wei's wrist had already been ground into a bloody blur, a sharp tooth was almost bitten by himself, and the blood that oozed slightly stained the white teeth, slowly overflowing along the corners of the unwilling mouth.

Luo Wei rarely despaired, really rarely, but now, this gloomy mood was permeating his heart, and he found that he could do nothing but useless anger and futile struggle...

After the ancestor devoured Cethia, the black robe on his body kept trembling in the surging energy, he pointed his withered finger at the little wild cat, and the broken copper bell-like voice came again: "Ao... Leed... Vos... To... Hysa..."(I need time to absorb it)

The little wildcat also replied in ancient vampire language: "Ao... Vil... Hud... Snd...” (I'll be on guard)

The Ancestor's withered fingers moved to Luo Wei, who was tied to the reverse cross, and his voice was full of irresistible majesty: "Voe... Hie... Brier..."(Putting a crown of thorns on him)

The little wild cat's delicate body trembled violently, and she was stunned for a moment, but she could not and could not resist the ancestor: "Aie..." ）

On the ruins of this mass grave, there is also a huge ruin, ten meters wide and twenty-one meters high, which looks like a giant has opened its bloody mouth, and with the low roar of the surrounding ghouls, it can't help but remind people of hell where ghosts cry and howl, and it is terrifying.

When the gate of the ruins opened, sixteen tall figures in linen cloaks like the ancestors slowly stepped out of it, and in the middle was a hellish horse with blood-like eyes and a sulphur spitting from between its mouth and nose, its fur black, surrounded by whistling wraiths, and walking forward under the protection of sixteen guards.

The evil procession stopped in front of the Ancestors, and the little wildcat stepped forward respectfully, reaching for the back of the Hell's Horse and removing one of the utensils that had been placed on it.

It was a dull covered crown made of spiky thorns, and although it looked ordinary, if you got a little closer, you could feel the gray energy refracted from it, and when you looked at it, all consciousness seemed to be stripped away and thrown into the relentless hell of torment, and the pain was unbearable.

When the little wild cat held the crown of thorns, his eyes did not dare to look at it at all, so he walked indifferently towards Luo Wei, who could not resist.

"I don't know the effect of this crown of thorns, but no one who wears it has ever survived, and there was once a lord-level vampire who wore it for less than half a second and then turned back." The little wild cat came up to Luo Wei, and the mysterious cat's eyes looked up at him, and sneered, "But one thing is for sure, you will die a very miserable death." ”

"I'll remember you in my heart, Luo Wei, to be honest, I really liked you a little bit at first, really, a little." Under Luo's reluctant gaze, the little wild cat showed its white white teeth and put the crown of thorns on his head with a charming smile...

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