Fan Zhuo felt the blood flow in his body, and a force that did not belong to him poured into his body, beginning to tear his flesh and skin.

He was visibly inflated like a balloon, and the internal meridians were constantly expanding by the force.

Fan Zhuo grabbed his chest and inhaled heavily, his eyes widened, and strange lines began to appear on his face.

The pain was so intense that he couldn't speak, and he wanted to dig out the heart he had swallowed again.

Is this the power of Cain's descendants? He thought to himself.

When he woke up again, Ryan was sitting next to him.

"You're awake."

The worry on his face was followed by shock, and then his legs went limp and he knelt down.

A burst of elder-level coercion made him almost unable to straighten his waist, and Fan Zhuo's current momentum was almost twice as powerful as Kunta's, or even more, the feeling of a senior blood clan elder.

Fan Zhuo didn't embarrass his friend anymore, he retracted his momentum and asked, "How many days have I been unconscious?" ”

"In three days, the human team has retreated, and Lambert's side is basically cleaning up the aftermath."

"Very well, then let's go."

The night enveloped the city, and the sparkling lights fascinated Fanzo, who stretched his wings and flew like a powered glider in the dark sky.

It was like a bolt of lightning piercing the silence of the castle, and an elder-level aura spread through the air.

Ryan relied on his own ability, like an intruder, and took Chen Xi directly.

Lambert's efforts were futile under the coercion of the superior elders, and his spiritual world was invaded at once.

He seemed to remember the first time he met Van Lunding.

Lambert watched Ryan walk away, gritting his fangs, the smell of blood freeing him from his restraints.

He used all his strength to spread his wings, and it was a pair of bat wings nearly two meters long, and with a slight fan, he chased Ryan out.

Fan Zhuo was waiting for him to make a foreign appearance, and he asked Ryan to hold Chen Xi's neck as a hostage, looking down on a somewhat embarrassed Lambert in the air.

Seeing Fan Zhuo's current appearance, the huge aura of the elder level made his body tremble slightly.

"How? Prince Lambert, isn't it very uncomfortable? ”

The corners of Fan Zhuo's mouth slowly hooked, revealing a treacherous smile, he released all his coercion, and the low-level blood clan in the ancient castle was even directly wiped out.

Lambert was also suppressed and knelt down.

Chen Xi's heartbeat accelerated instantly, cold sweat trickled down from his back, and when Fan Zhuo released his spiritual power, he was also directly unconscious in Ryan's hands, and he didn't know whether he was alive or dead.

"Let go of my Emilia!"

The words that came out of his throat ignited Lambert directly.

His eyes were scarlet, and a layer of blood mist began to spread out at his side, and the bat's wings behind him began to elongate from the roots, turning into a shelf like bone spurs.

His fangs dug into his gums, almost crushing his jaw!

He stood up from the ground as if he were holding a mountain, and every step seemed to be very difficult.

The fury that arose in his mind was like a tornado, uprooting his mind like a giant mammoth out of its cage.

His reason was instantly emptied, and the whole person rushed desperately towards Fan Zhuo in a distorted attitude!