The cold, slightly warm metal object tore through the cloak, the epidermis of the skin, and pierced into the throbbing organs hidden within.

Severe pain struck from his waist in an instant, and the ghoul man couldn't help but tremble, and let out a painful roar from his mouth - "Die! ”

With a roar, he raised his fist and slammed back, but instead of hitting his enemy, the attack hit the metal wall near the warehouse.

Under the fierce roar, the entire warehouse seemed to be trembling by his hard blow, and under the attack of his fist, the metal surface in front of him was blasted out by him!

The dark street environment of the outside world was faintly exposed between the cracks, silently proving how strong its attack power was.

However, Dahan's face was extremely embarrassed.

"Damn rats!"

He yelled, gritted his teeth and withdrew his hands, ignoring the skin of his hand that had been cut by the metal wall, and tightly clutched the "heart" of the dagger in the back of his waist to ease the rapid flow of life force.

However, despite the fatal stab, the ghoul's bloodline does not die immediately like a normal human - he can still survive for a while.

It's just that it's only about surviving.

When the waist is vigorous and the heart is beating weakly, the vitality is rapidly dissipating, and the strength of the body is also rapidly draining.

"Is it Thunder Mage's instantaneous talent? Or the teleportation of the devil of hell? Damn ......"

The ghoul was scolding, and the screams were already coming from not far away.

Looking up, as expected, among the vampires in neat black cloaks, a figure in a black tuxedo was flickering back and forth at the moment, dancing through more than a dozen vampires, the dagger in his hand was precise and deadly, and pieces of blood were splashed.

The screams are endless, and in the face of the enemy who can ignore the instantaneous arrival of space, these vampires have no power to fight back at all, or rather, they can't even catch the corners of the enemy's clothes, how can they fight?

"Gather around!"

The vampire leader's roar was heard in his ears, and his tone was panicked—in a few breaths, four of his men had either had their necks cut or stabbed in the back.

However, in Dahan's opinion, this also bought the sharp-eyed vampires a certain amount of time, allowing them to find out the "law" of the enemy's attack. ”

The vampires ate back to back, each alert to their immediate direction, and handed over the rest of the directions to their companions—they weren't the cooperative kind, but they were forced to do nothing at the moment.

As a result, from the death of the old mage to the present, this fierce offensive in less than a minute has stopped.

Black enemies flickered and appeared at the feet of one of their companions, not far from the vampires.

As a result, the necromancers of this group of ghoul factions officially saw the true face of each other.

It was a conspicuous, but completely unfamiliar face, not any of the Assassins they remembered, nor the necromancers they were familiar with.

The clothes on the enemy's body proved that he belonged to the ranks of the "lying corpse" young people around him, but if it was really the younger generation, how could he have such amazing means?

"Who the hell are you?!"

The vampire leader questioned in a loud voice, his face solemn, his sharp claws erected in front of his chest.

Unfortunately, the other party was not interested in answering his questions.

The young man stood there with his legs together. I didn't see him move, but the corpses lying on the surface of the blood-stained carpet around him moved suddenly!

Then, under the desperate gaze of the vampires, the familiar faces that originally belonged to the ranks of their companions slowly stood up at this moment, but their eyes were full of bloodlust and murderous intent.

"I have to do something."

Seeing all this, the ghoul man in the corner gritted his teeth and flashed this thought.

It all happened so quickly and so unexpectedly that the most powerful old mage of them all was killed in one blow, followed by him, the second master, and then the vampires.

If this continues to develop like this now, the end of their annihilation is not far off!

"I have to do something!"

Muttering, he leaned against the wall of the warehouse and raised his hand with great effort, a skull tattoo caught in sight on the rough, dark yellow skin that had been cut with a few bloody cuts.

Although the power was constantly draining, he was weak and unable to rush to the battlefield not far away, but that didn't mean that the ghoul man could only stare here.

"Bring him in, bring him in...... I'll be able to ......."

The ghoul, who was close to the steel wall behind him and had mastered the teleportation of his enemies, thought so, and as he raised his hand, he began to chant an obscure incantation.

It was loud, but he wasn't pretending. Although the ghoul faction uses the body as its main means of combat, it is not without spells.

It's just relatively rare.

He hadn't used it before, because the time was too short and the enemy was flickering among his companions, so he couldn't make himself not get hurt by mistake, and he wasn't sure if he could hit the opponent.

But now, if you don't do something about it, then the situation will be irreparable!

Of course, it would be best if he could say that the other party would attract him, and he was ready to die in some way.

"It's up to you to see if things go well."

Thinking so, the voice of his incantation increased again and again, and the young man's deep gaze shifted from it.

Seeing this, the ghoul's face was happy, but he didn't realize that the dim light around him was gradually returning to normal.

So when the sound of his incantation was exhausted, and the red light in his hand was about to gush out, the surrounding light condensed in his eyes, and the dazzling light shrouded the fragile human organs, and a stinging pain appeared, and his eyes suddenly became white!

"Ah——!h

The ghoul man covered his eyes with his hands and screamed, caught off guard by the changing light in front of him.

Immediately afterward, he was stabbed in the throat with a cold dagger.

By the time he reacted and tried to use his hind hand, the enemies on his side were already back in the ranks of vampires who had been blasted away by the walking corpses. Under the invisible mental power, the black cloak figures around him staggered as they were impacted.

Although his eyes couldn't see it yet, he could still feel that there were people around him and no one could feel it, and he couldn't help but show despair on his face.

Although his throat is not his main point, it is the main organ that is essential for chanting spells, and now that he is pierced through his trachea, he can only make a burst of ho-ho leaking sounds when he opens his mouth, and he doesn't want to do anything at all!

As for the fatal wound in his waist, he only felt that his strength was getting weaker and weaker at this time, and even the means of ending up seemed to be unable to be mobilized.

The screams in his ears rang and sounded, and the situation in front of him had improved, but when he looked at the enemy, he was inexplicably shaken again, so by the time he really regained his sight, his thoughts on the verge of death had slowed down.

The big man slumped in the corner, his breathing getting weaker and weaker. Looking up, the warehouse had now returned to its first bright light, and the young enemy was now torturing the neck of the last resurrected corpse.

Around him, the corpses of his fellow vampires were scattered and slumped in pools of blood, including the vampire leader, each with a pained face and an unsightly death.

Thus, in the corpse-strewn warehouse, only a tall figure still stood quietly on a sunlit carpet, now bowing his head, wiping the sharp dagger with a handkerchief that came from nowhere.

"I'm going to curse you with my soul, yes, I'm going to curse you with all my souls, bitch raised chauvin bastard!"

Looking at all this, Dahan trembled his lips angrily, and wanted to scold, but he didn't even have the strength to speak.

The ghoul's strong life force allowed him to survive to the end, but he also witnessed the death of all his companions.

Despite being a necromantic creature, Dahan is only cold-blooded to his enemies, and he still has a lot of affection for his own people.

Anger filled his body and mind, his chest rose and fell sharply, and the hazy gaze of the young man could not hide the resentment in it.

However, when the enemy turned to look at him, the big man's resentful expression froze.

Not because he was frightened by the enemy, but because of the way the man looked at the moment.

The bright and energetic sunlight shone down through the crack in the top of the warehouse, enveloping the young figure, but it could not hide the aura of death slowly born on the other person's body - it was not momentum, but reality!

When he turned to look at the big man, a hazy bone wing made of gray smoke bloomed out from behind the young man.

The gray mist bone wings stretched and enveloped the body, and the invisible suction force spread in all directions as a result.

I saw more than a dozen dead corpses next to them, and involuntarily appeared illusory and familiar figures, frightened and dazed struggles, but uncontrollably turned into wisps of human face smoke that were pulled into the wings, turning into inconspicuous gray smoke wrapped around their bone wings!

Soul! The souls of the necromancers!

He's devouring souls!?

The ghoul man's eyes widened and he trembled, and his mouth made a ho-ho sound.

In the end, the fear in his heart was like the darkness that enveloped the earth not long ago, completely engulfing it, and the tenacious life was continued by the means, and the big man unconsciously tilted his head and was completely pulled into death.

It's just that the eyes that still have a look of horror are still looking at each other silently and vacantly.

Die with a grievance or everlasting regret.