Chapter 136: Murderers, Vampires? Our Lady of Disintegration!

At dusk, it darkens very quickly. Just now, the sky was full of red clouds, and after a while, it was already full of stars.

Pache leaned against the corner, playing with the ribbon tied in her hair.

"It's coming!" The witch paused, and the corners of her mouth hooked up a graceful arc. I didn't expect it to come. Should you say that you are brainless and resourceless, or are you a master of art and bold? The smell of blood is so disgusting, and when you smell it, you know that it's just a vampire who has just received her first embrace.

"Hmph, this kind of mentally retarded thing, the master probably isn't much better. It's still good for Remi, and the smell of her body is always sweet. Pache sighed. Although Remilia is also a vampire, she is a very high vampire. You'll never smell blood on her, only the mellow smell of black tea, even if the other person has just had a "normal meal".

The first embrace is both the way the vampire clan reproduces their offspring, and the way they make tools.

Silently, a slender man swooped down from the wall, his sharp claws pointed at Patchouli's neck.

"Water? Turbulent. ”

The witch stretched out her hand, and a small ball of water appeared on her fingertips, and in an instant, it turned into a raging turbulence. The man howled and slammed against the wall as he was swept up by the current. It wasn't until the current became lighter that the man fell like a broken sack.

What are vampires afraid of? Many, many things, such as sunshine, garlic, holy seals, flowing water, and so on. Pache has been with the extremely powerful Remilia and Flandrew for many years, and is the best at dealing with vampires. Of course, those two vampires in Gensokyo have a headache for even some big monsters, let alone just a witch.

"Huh? Even arranging enchantments? No, this isn't an enchantment, it's a talent! Let a certain place become your own territory, and reign on it as a king, at least a prince-level talent! It's just that this vampire who has just been embraced for the first time is still too weak, and can only exert effects such as enchantments. Patchouli looked around in surprise, then frowned deeply. In this way, this vampire who makes tools is not as simple as he thinks.

"It's strange, no matter how downtrodden a vampire with such a high status is, he won't surrender his identity to make such an inferior tool. No, I'm going to check it out for myself. The witch floated lightly to the man who had fallen to the ground, and muttered to herself in confusion. It's fine if it's just an ordinary vampire, but if it's a prince, it's complicated. If you act rashly, it is very likely to provoke a large-scale revenge on humanity by the vampire clan.

The man who fell to the ground looked to be only in his teens, and at most he was a high school student. Dressed in a black tracksuit, his messy black hair covers his face, making it difficult to see his appearance. Long nails like sharp daggers, reflecting the starlight in the night sky.

Suddenly, the vampire boy leaped to his feet, claws grappling viciously at Patchouli. The young man's eyes glowed with blood-red, but he was very sluggish, and two canine teeth were showing from the side of his mouth with saliva, not like a creature with normal sanity. Looking at his crazy posture, he actually wants to exchange his life for a life!

"I don't have a long memory." Pache pursed her lips in disgust, a fiery red ring rising from her body, "Fire? Binding Rings. "The longer she spends in this world, the more her language habits are leaning towards her lord.

The ring of the flame was slightly released, and the vampire boy was slammed into the air. Then, with a flick of the ring, it soared into the air from Pache and bound the vampire tightly.

"There is no lowest tool of consciousness, only the idea of killing is in the mind. Let me think, under what circumstances would a prince with such a high position among the vampires be downcast enough to use such a lowly tool to collect blood? Seriously injured? It's possible. The family was destroyed? It's also possible. If you think about it this way, it should be an old-fashioned story of a down-and-out prince who was slaughtered and an entire family, who came to the Celestial Empire, a forbidden area that is difficult for other forces to enter on a large scale, and tried to turn the tables at any cost. The witch held her chin and looked like "I am Sherlock Holmes", and she almost had a pipe in her mouth.

The vampire boy struggled desperately, letting out a shrill roar. The binding ring of flames did not directly touch the opponent's body, but formed a complex binding circle with the power of the elemental spirits, so it did not exude the smell of roasted meat.

Pache was interrupted by the vampire's cry and looked at each other unpleasantly. Seeing it like this, she suddenly remembered something.

"In that case, do you want to kill him? Well, even if there are no treasures on a vampire prince's body, his body is a rare material...... Heart cores, teeth, eyes, wings, nails, meridians, flesh and blood, these are all good things that are rarely seen in ordinary times. The witch's eyes lit up as she looked at the poor vampire boy as if there was a huge treasure trove behind him.

"Well, you can't kill him that way. The magic elves of this time are scarce, so let Fett or Saya find them. Alas, as a mage of the Elemental Elf School, the restrictions are really big. Patchouli patted her forehead in annoyance.

"Forget it, let's get out first." Patchouli shook her head, and with a wave of her hand, she shattered the barrier that seemed so childish to her.

Outside, there was a lot of fog.

The witch was stunned for a moment, and looked back behind her. In the blink of an eye, her body was surrounded by a thick mist. The fog was so thick that you could barely see your fingers.

"This fog...... Is it magic? No, although it is indeed magic, the inertia of the elemental spirits is too heavy, and it is fundamentally different from the magic power created by casting spells. This, like a magic tool? Pache pulled out a spell card and looked around cautiously. As long as it wasn't for one of the ice goblins in Gensokyo, you could see it.

She was ambushed.

Fly out? I'm afraid that this mist can confuse the senses, and it is very likely that it will hit the ground directly. As a mage of the Elemental Elf school, she relies on the Elemental Elves for most of her magic. At this time, magic elves are scarce, and most of them are still inert. Unless you open a spell card, it's hard to break the ice. But as soon as you open the spell card, you don't want this city.

Time passed minute by minute, but Pache did not feel the passage of time at all.

"Damn, it can confuse the senses!" Patchouli cursed secretly. Not only were her senses confused, but she couldn't even feel the other party's breath. The situation is becoming more and more unfavorable to her, but she has no way to break the status quo. This is the weakness of the magician, and it is not suitable to fight alone from the group.

Suddenly, Patchouli's nightgown glowed with a rainbow of light.

"Where exactly is the enemy?" Cold sweat broke out on Pacully's forehead, but she still couldn't find any trace of the other party. The light on the dressing gown grew thicker and thicker, and even the ribbons began to glow. All the defensive circles were stimulated by the opponent's attack, but as a party, she didn't know what the opponent's attack was!

The light of the defensive circle grew brighter and stronger, and a trace of broken ripples gradually appeared on the light.

"Oh my God, my defense circle!" The witch let out a cry of surprise. Although she knew that the world had a lot of restrictions on her, she didn't expect that even the equipment she brought would be restricted! Don't look at this girl, she doesn't seem to like the appearance of this nightgown, but it is also from the hand of the great alchemist! In the past, this nightgown could withstand a round of attacks even with super-ring magic and even law magic! And the ribbon, which is also an artifact...... Although it's just the lowest artifact that hasn't awakened the self-godhead.

As the ripples of the shatters grew, Patchouli felt as if her internal organs were about to burst out.

"Cursed?" A trace of blood spilled from the corner of the witch's mouth, and her internal organs were eager to break out of the restraints of her body and see the outside world. But that damn magic array stood in the way of their thirst for knowledge, and they just wouldn't let them out. Thankfully, it seems that the magic array won't last long......

"No, no! I can't die yet, my lord still needs me! Patchouli gritted her teeth, endured the pain of the misalignment of her internal organs, and spat out a mouthful of blood.

"Lazytrilithon!"

The earthy yellow rune card emitted a heavy light, as thick as the earth.

The earth roared as if something was about to burst out of the ground.

It's a pity that a young female voice full of grief sounded softly in her ears.

"I'm sorry ......"

"Our Lady of Disintegration."

"Click" "Boom"

With a crisp sound, the defensive circle shattered like a mirror. Pache looked at her chest in disbelief, a scarlet knife cut open her chest, revealing the bright red entrails inside. Blood was frantically splattered outward, turning the clearing into a small sea of blood. Her internal organs were no longer restrained, and the blood flowed out of her body happily.

The earthy yellow light gradually dissipated with the master's powerlessness, and changed back to the posture of the spell card.

Pache stared blankly at her fatal wound, consciousness drifting away from her.

"Ryu Zhu Cai, double mana bullet loading, full mana ...... No, too much mana liberation! Boom me, smash her! Xu Tianshi roared frantically, and the blood and tears in his eyes were far away from his rapidly moving figure.

It's all my fault, it's all my fault! I shouldn't have left you alone, it's all my fault!

Damn the hunch, why didn't you show it up sooner!

Pache can't die, you don't want to die!

"Damn bastard, you give me a damn, die, die!"

Ah, this is the voice of the lord. Hehe, it's the first time I've seen the lord look so anxious. My lord, are you anxious about me? Good...... So happy...... But why does that voice sound so far away......

"My lord, I ......"

All the sounds were gone, leaving her with nothing but endless darkness.

That's what it is...... The feeling of death.