Chapter 82

Just as Zhu Yao was about to insert a wooden stake into the man's chest, he suddenly heard a faint voice.

"Mother-"

Zhu Yao was covered for a while, it was Yi'er's voice.

"Yi'er, don't be afraid, I'll get you out right away-" Zhu Yao replied softly, and his hand was hard again.

Yi'er's call sounded again, and this time Zhu Yao was in a trance, because Yi'er's voice didn't come from the cross behind him.

But Zhu Yao didn't think much of it, he only thought about inserting the stake into the chest of the sleeping Blood Clan man in the sarcophagus.

At this time, the baby's voice sounded: "Quick, don't hesitate any longer, once the blood sacrifice ritual is two-thirds completed, it can no longer be reversed." ”

Zhu Yao shook his head, took a deep breath, and prepared to exert his strength again.

Suddenly, there was a sharp burning sensation in Zhu Yao's thigh, and he screamed in pain, and when he looked down, his pants were burned with a hole, and Sparks kept coming out of his pants.

"The flames of the Wrai?" Zhu Yao felt a stirring spirit in his heart, and before he could react, a raging flame erupted from his pants, turning Zhu Yao into a burning man in an instant.

"Ahh

An incredible scene happened to Zhu Yao.

As soon as Zhu Yao's hand let go of the stake, the flames on his body were extinguished. And when he looked up, the scene around him changed.

There were no forests, no rocky mountains, not even the huge cross.

Zhu Yao was still in the secret room under the Victoria Cathedral, and the people who came in with him all fell to the ground, their necks were red, and they were obviously bitten by something.

Looking at himself again, Zhu Yao found himself on a stone platform, lying under him, with his eyes slightly open, looking at himself weakly.

And in her chest, there was a wound, and a blood-red smeared out.

Looking at the wooden stake on the side again, Zhu Yao suddenly realized that he was about to insert this wooden stake into Yi'er's chest just now.

"Oh my God, what did I do?" Zhu Yao was extremely frightened, hadn't he already jumped out of the secret room? How could it still be here? What about the baby boy who claimed to have the blood of the ancestor of the blood clan just now?

Is everything I have just experienced an illusion?

Touching my thigh, the burning area still hurts.

"Did I just hallucinate? Is it the fire of the Immortal Stove that woke me up? Zhu Yao guessed in his heart.

"Boom, you fell short, you actually came to your senses-" A gloomy and hoarse voice sounded from behind Zhu Yao.

Zhu Yao turned his head sharply and saw a man wearing a high-necked cloak. He combed his oily hair, three or seven points, his face was as white as a layer of powder, his lips were bright red like blood, and his whole eyeball was black.

"Bloodline? It's you—" Zhu Yao heard this voice, it was the baby boy who had just spoken to him.

In this way, Zhu Yao confirmed his guess, his thinking was indeed controlled just now, from the moment he entered the secret room.

But this made Zhu Yao very puzzled, obviously the people of the blood clan had already grasped their intentions, and they could start the blood sacrifice ceremony at any time, why did they have to take a lot of trouble to bring themselves here, and they also controlled their thinking and let themselves be the executioners.

The blood clan man looked at Zhu Yao and said coldly, "Since you woke up, let's talk differently." Now you have two choices, one, use the stake in your hand to pierce the woman's heart, start the blood sacrifice ritual, and awaken the bloodline of the ancestor of the blood clan. In return, I can give you the first embrace and give you eternal life. Two, your blood will be sucked dry, and you will become a dried corpse. Then I would stick the stake into the woman's chest, and no one could stop the blood ritual. ”

"Why do you have to let me do it when you can do it yourself?" Zhu Yao asked puzzled.

"Hmph, if you hadn't been in the way, we would have completed the blood sacrifice ritual a long time ago." The blood clan man's face was hideous, and he said hatefully: "The sacrificial ghost fetus must sacrifice its blood and body to the blood clan without reservation. And only you can let that woman be willingly pierced through the heart by you—"

Zhu Yao immediately understood that according to the plan of the blood clan, after Yi'er was born, he would recognize the people of the blood clan as the master. At the time of the blood sacrifice ceremony, he drove Yi'er to sacrifice himself. But they accidentally destroyed a series of plans of the blood clan, so after they caught Yi'er, they tried their best to induce themselves, control themselves, and let themselves pierce Yi'er's heart with their own hands.

In this way, Yi'er will not have the slightest resistance, nor will there be any resentment and incomprehension, because she will think that she made her do it.

"Hahaha, you guys are really well-intentioned—" Zhu Yao laughed, he held the stake in one hand and put the other hand in his pocket, and said, "I'll choose the third one-"

"The third?"

"I'll leave with my intentions, what do you like—" Zhu Yao said.

"Hey-" The Bloodclan man sighed and said, "Then I'll choose it for you, the second one-"

After saying that, the blood clan man took a step back, and in the darkness, more blood clan people slowly walked out. They were all dressed in suits and leather shoes, and had handsome countenances, but their faces were pale, as if they had been smeared with a thick layer of powder. With a slight grin, two fangs were revealed.

"Come on, disgusting vampires—" Zhu Yao held a wooden stake in his hand, took a stance, took his other hand out of his pocket, and patted a cloud of black qi on his chest.

Whoosh –

A vampire disappeared on the spot, and he rushed behind Zhu Yao at great speed, opened his bloody mouth, and bit down on Zhu Yao's neck.

However, Zhu Yao's speed was also extremely fast, and he turned slightly sideways to the left side of the back, just avoiding the vampire's attack. At the same time, Zhu Yao's hand holding the stake took a step back, and the vampire actually crashed into it and was pierced through the heart.

"Quack—" The vampire let out a scream, clutching his chest, his body beginning to shrunk and wither, and finally curled up on the ground, turning into an ugly, dried corpse.

Zhu Yao's eyes were ghostly, and in his body, there was a speed ghost possessed. The speed ghost was a sprinter before his death, and he died suddenly during training, and his soul did not disperse, and he turned into a speed ghost.

The Hundred Ghosts record records: Fast ghosts, fast ghosts, the sun drifts thousands of miles, and you can't almost see their shadows.

In other words, the speed of the ghost is so fast that it is difficult to see its ghost shadow even if it is a shadow.

Under the possession of the speed ghost, Zhu Yao's speed is not inferior to that of a vampire.

But Zhu Yao ignored a problem, vampires not only have a speed beyond ordinary people, but also have strength beyond ordinary people.

"Roar!" The Blood Clan man let out a roar of rage, and all the vampires moved as they pounced on Zhu Yao at the same time.

Zhu Yao's figure flickered quickly, dodging the first vampire, dodging the second vampire, but failing to dodge the third vampire, and had to face him head-on.

Poof-

Zhu Yao stabbed the stake into the vampire's chest, but the vampire pushed it with both hands, directly pushing Zhu Yao into the air and slamming it into the wall of the secret room.

Almost at the same time, another bloodsucker pounced in front of Zhu Yao and bit his neck.

"Ahh Zhu Yao screamed in pain and wanted to push the vampire away, but he was in severe pain all over his body, and he couldn't use any strength, not even screaming.

On the other side, the blood man walked up to the stone platform, picked up the wooden stake on the ground, and held it high.

"I've said it all, no one can stop the blood sacrifice ceremony-"