The light and flames that filled the sky were gone, and the suffocating, scalp-tinging battle finally came to an end. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

In a remote bush, the frightened Night Demon poked his head out and asked nervously,

"How's it going, is it over?"

On the side, Galiawell, who had thin cheeks, nodded, and quickly shook his head,

"I can feel their breath, they're not dead, but they're all weak."

"Very weak!" Simbaru's eyes were half-narrowed, inadvertently revealing a dangerous qi, "How weak?" ”

The old vampire closed his eyes, felt the message coming from the air, and then said,

"The wolf was badly wounded and bleeding a lot, and the Wingman's condition was a little blurry, there was no blood, no movement, as if he had fallen into a coma."

"Really?"

The old vampire nodded solemnly, he was a thousand-year-old vampire, he was already at the top of this world in terms of senses, plus he also had dragon blood, the two combined, as long as he closed his eyes and empty his mind, he could almost find out all the life characteristics within a radius of a few miles.

The Night Demon's expression suddenly became fierce, "Let's join forces and kill them!" ”

The old vampire didn't speak, his eyes flickering, his expression flickering.

"Don't hesitate, even if Fenrir is defeated, do you really think that winged man will let us go, think about what he did before, ruthless, cruel and unreasonable, the slightest disobedience, just kill the hand, look at these hands, this is the best proof,

And its energy attributes, with light and heat, just like the sun, this kind of guy who is covered in light is born to be our mortal enemy! ”

Simbaru roared, and after speaking, without waiting for Gallyvill to answer, he got up and ran out,

"I'll deal with that wolf, and the winged man will be handed over to you, this is the only chance, if you don't make a move now, wait for the other party to recover his energy, everything will be over, how can you, an old vampire who has lived for thousands of years, be spared as a natural light creature."

The figure of the night demon quickly disappeared, and Gary Vell pondered for a moment, gritted his teeth, and with determination in his eyes, he spread his wings and flew towards the place where John had fallen at great speed.

Shortly after it left, a transparent Daredevil ghost suddenly appeared on the empty meadow,

The ghost quietly watched the place where the old vampire had left, and a sarcastic smile appeared on his ugly face,

"Coward, I wish you success!"

It gripped eerily, its body melting into the dirt, like a green snake wriggling in the forest, flying at breakneck speed.

Now is indeed a good opportunity to destroy the Lord of the Foggy Mountains and the Winged People, but at the same time, it is not the best time to escape!

Simbalu is a night demon, and for the night demon race, nothing is more important than his own life.

They never know what shame is, betraying friends is just commonplace, and framing comrades-in-arms is also common.

Loyalty, honesty, friendship, and mercy are far away from them, and even if they do, they will be spurned by their fellow clansmen, and betrayal, fraud, intimidation, and abuse are the glory that has been passed down from generation to generation in the history of the race.

As is happening now, Simbaru is flying out with excitement like a fly breaking free from a spider's web, ignoring the poor old vampire,

It is conceivable that even if he rushes over and kills the wingman by luck, he will not be able to change the tragic fate.

Gallivier didn't know about Daredevil's move, and although he had doubts in his heart, as he said, it was indeed the best and only chance.

How could he let go of such an opportunity!

The old vampire who has entered combat form has an extraordinary and terrifying speed, spreads its wings, and rushes forward in a half-running, half-gliding manner.

The short distance is fleeting.

The old vampire descended on a ruined bush, and opened the withered yellow branches, and a round pit suddenly appeared in front of him.

In the center of the pit, the whole body was dim, and the winged man with an abnormal distortion of the left wing lay quietly on the ground, as if in a coma.

Seeing this scene, his calm breathing suddenly shortened a little.

He moved cautiously, crawling to the outer edge of the pit like a cat, carefully observing each other.

The left wing was broken, his eyes were closed, his body was covered with dust, his breath was short and weak, and he seemed to have suffered internal injuries.

The light emitted by the skin is very dark, not at all as suffocating and powerful as when they first met, and the body of the golden light glass seems to have shrunk a little, the waist is wider, the chest cavity is reduced, less lean, a little more cumbersome,

What's even stranger is that its legs and claws have become shorter and thicker, from the original four teeth and claws to five.

"What's going on?" The old vampire frowned and said secretly, "Isn't this its essence?" ”

I had doubts in my heart, but I didn't have time to think about it, and the Wingman fell into a coma, which was a godsend.

He slowly adjusted his breathing and walked down the slope, five claws as sharp as scalpels in the depths.

A black mist spread over the paws, and the air suddenly had a strange fishy smell.

"Die!"

Gary Vell thought silently, and his five claws were gathered into a drill, and he stabbed John into the heart.

While!

There was a sound like metal clashing, and suddenly there was an energy shield in front of the claws.

The shield was not large, but it was extremely hard, and no matter how hard Gallyvier tried, he could not pierce it.

"Damn it!"

His expression changed slightly, and he ran away, but he didn't run a few steps and suddenly stopped, turned to look at John, who was still lying on the ground,

"Didn't wake up!"

The situation was a little strange, Gary Will returned to the pit again, and when he found that the winged man's eyes were not open, he was suddenly not calm,

"The breathing has not changed, the eyes have not opened, the consciousness is asleep, but it can defend itself."

A strange scene is puzzling, Gary Wille does not believe in evil, raises his claws and stabs again.

Call!

The claws streaked through the air, sending out a gust of wind, but they were gripped tightly by a metallic hand.

And at this time, the winged man below also quietly opened his left eye,

"Not good!"

The old vampire's face changed dramatically, like a frightened rat turning and running, so fast that it disappeared in the blink of an eye.

The leaves swayed, slowly stopped, and the surroundings were quiet again.

But this silence didn't last long, and the puzzled old vampire returned again, this time he learned wisely, and instead of starting directly, he chose to stand not far from the winged man, his left hand touched his chest, his right hand swung back, he bowed forward, and smiled,

"Gallyvill has seen the master."

Even if the upper body is naked, the expression is hideous and a little indecent, and this set of meeting gifts can't find the slightest fault.

He spoke out tentatively, and then carefully observed,

After more than ten seconds, the winged man was still lying on the ground, not responding, his breathing was short and short, maintaining the original rhythm, and the breath emitted by his body did not change, the only difference was that the left eye, without the slightest emotional fluctuation, flashed with a strange azure light.

This light does not carry any magical fluctuations, but it gives people a very uncomfortable feeling, as if the whole body is being seen through.

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