Eighty-seven: The Man of the Pillar is awake
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"I didn't expect it to be late." The ruins were under the Colosseum, and when Ziyin and the others arrived, they realized that they were late, and there were corpses all over the ground, the corpses of the German army, and there were dozens of ultraviolet lights around them, but their light was all blocked by blood. Pieces of stumps and severed arms fell to the ground, and brains and blood formed a carpet.
And on the other side of the pillar stood three men, a man with the circle on his head, standing on the left, wearing a hat from the top of his head. The upper body is only wearing something similar to a horse coat, the muscles are high and bulging, and the second half of his life is just wearing a rag. With bronzed skin, it looks like a naked pervert, no! It should be said that primitive people.
And standing on the right is also a similar muscular brother, as if both of them are from Nippori, and the costumes are basically like that, for fear that others won't know that they are brothers. It's just that he wears a chain mail like VANβ. He looks more like a pervert, a masochistic pervert than the previous one.
The third, which was standing among them, the head of his head was completely embraced by a rag, like a woman from Egypt, his figure was much thinner than the other two, and a white cloak covered his body. It's just that they give Ziyin the feeling that it is very dangerous, just like Santana, no, it should be said that it is more dangerous than Santana.
"Cesar, let your friend out, he's getting married next week, there's no need to risk it with us now. I'll give you a few minutes to let him go, run as far as I can! "Ziyin's hand is already on the hilt, Ziyin can use the wind wall to delay a little time at the moment of their attack, but now only Spittwagen and this German soldier have to be protected." Fast! Ziyin's unsheathed blade had been drawn, and a wall of wind glowing with golden light stood in front of him.
The three people looked in Ziyin's direction, but when they saw this wall of wind, they didn't make the rest of the action. Both Spittwagen and the German soldier ran out.
"Whew~ It's okay. String tones! The unsheathed blade in his hand was stuck in the ground, and the bat landed from the sky on Ziyin's shoulder, the bat gradually grew larger, a red frame popped out in front of the bat, and the long flaxen-colored hair completely turned silvery-white, and the silver-white hair was bloodshot one after another. The blood-red eyes didn't seem to carry any emotion, and the original black suit turned into a gray cloak that wrapped his body with a trace of blood, and drops of blood flowed down his hands, gradually forming a state of a sickle.
"Ripple? Gone? The man standing on the left suddenly said this, which startled Ziyin, Santana only took a few hours to learn human language, and this thing only learned it in a few minutes, isn't this teasing me?
"Let me ask you a question, is that you created the Stone Ghost Face?" Ziyin looked at the stone ghost faces behind the three of them, these stone ghost faces were still infiltrating, and the most important thing was the things inside. Ziyin wants to know how they obtained the blood of the ancient species, any blood clan will cherish their own blood very much, and easily send their own blood out for experiments, sorry that no blood clan will do this, because it is an insult to themselves. Blood clans who consider themselves nobles will give their own blood to others to make masks, no kidding. It would be better to take his life, and it is still an ancient species, so long it can be deduced that they have a high chance of killing, and then extract blood.
"Although he said that he was a guy from the Demon Banquet, this is just my clan, so it's a bit of a bit to kill like this, no." Crimson flames spread all over the ground, and the blood and brains on the ground were gradually evaporated under the flames, and all that was shed was red blood.
"Oh~ a real vampire." The man standing in the middle looked up at Ziyin, and the two fangs stood out from his mouth. The scythe gradually took shape, and a red light came out of the scythe, flying directly into the sky, and a giant crimson scythe hung in the sky.
"That's ......" Spitwagen and Ma Ke had already escaped from the ruins, looking at the red scythe in the sky, Ma Ke said that he couldn't read it at all.
"The weapon of the Silver King, the blood-colored scythe, is destined for life and death! Blood sickle strings. It's just that the Silver King really used this weapon, which means that those three monsters have a lot of chances, and even he can't defeat them, so it's miserable. Spitwagen bit his fingernails.
"Why?"
"The Silver King doesn't know much about the power of this scythe right now, and using him means giving up the use of ripples, as well as the swordsmanship he is most familiar with. The Silver King has spent nearly fifty years understanding the string sound, and he only knows that it can determine the life and death of people, but that is only for human zombies, and there is too little actual combat experience. Spitwagen shook his head, knowing the son's intention to use string tones.
"He's gambling on whether he can master the strings, according to the Silver King, even he can't be sure if he can defeat the Pillar Man, the stone ghost face is made from the blood of a high vampire, and if he can make a mask from that blood, it means that it can kill that high vampire." Spitwagen lowered his head and fell into deep thought.
"Mr. Spittwagen, what if I lose the bet?"
"The world, or human society, will be destroyed."
"Hey!".
"A real vampire, it's really a long time to admire." The man standing in the center said this, his voice sounding hoarse, and it was completely impossible to determine whether he was male or female, except that he was a monster.
"Now that you're awake, I think you should answer my question, I don't think anyone from the Blood Clan would give their blood to anyone, whether it's a secret party or a demon feast." Ziyin was very irritable now, and cold sweat slipped down his fingers, but it had already evaporated before he touched the strings.