The crimson realm of the vampire lord Feernst, who has lost his core, is like the cold winter snow that melts away in the warm sunshine of early spring.

The vampires, who were once bound to the territory of the Dark Lord, like a reservoir that provided a source of blood, are now struggling to break free from their cages and regain their own freedom.

However, Aldrich Tris and Malthas, who took the opportunity to beat the two great knights of the Reservoir Dogs, and stood at the apex of their respective bodies, showed no mercy to the enemy.

In particular, the strongest of the sons of war, the Red Comet, whose armor is bathed in the flesh and blood essence of the vampire viscount, faintly derives a touch of texture from the phantom that must be infused with the source to become a physical entity.

Competing with the Grand Knight of the Eight Virtues may be true, but being able to lay the foundation of a War Lord in one fell swoop is certainly worth the effort for Marthas, who has carved out a new branch in the path of sacrifice.

Holding the fangs of the dogs of war, the double-edged axe that condenses the power of destruction does not need to penetrate the hearts of vampires, as long as they scratch their skin slightly, and the wounds that quickly fester, even if they turn into bats, cannot escape the fate of certain death.

The red comet went straight to the dark castle at the heart of the vampire territory, and he estimated that all of it was full of sacrifices that could be used to bathe the three-piece set of the King of War in the bloodbath, and he couldn't wait to care about the so-called verbal agreement, the personality of the Children of War was so direct.

Aldrich Triss stopped, not intending to fight him, and from his eye of insight he learned that the crumbling castle was just a projection of the blood fountain, and that most of the vampires were hiding in the full moon overhead, ready to flee as long as they could break free.

In the hall of the main building of the Dark Castle, to the surprise of Marthas, there were only four corners of the statue-like vampire, and as an elderly man with strength, he received special care and had a dark crystal coffin that matched his shape.

However, when the vampire lord Feinster was also defeated under the fangs of the children of war, they did not want to be dragged down by the vampire lord who had lost his core and collapsed, so they forcibly pushed open the lid of the beautifully decorated coffin.

Dozens of serpent-like tentacles extended from the bottom of the coffin, connecting with the original lord Feernst in a shared way, and when they tried to escape, they had to intercept the output of the blood fountain and cut off the deadly connection.

"Poh...... Kiss...... Poo"

The first to gain freedom was the hands, and the six tentacles connecting the wrists, elbows, and shoulders broke in response, and the old vampire sat up in the coffin, and the tentacles that connected the first section of the spine at the back of the head spontaneously applied intense pain, trying to prevent the puppets from leaving, but the painful spurs made them determined to speed up their efforts to gain freedom.

"Boom...... Boom...... Boom"

Thirty-three tentacles forcibly snapped, and just spread their wet wings and prepared to fly away, with the noise of war, the red comet Marthus, whose momentum burned like flames, accelerated his steps to approach, and the double-edged axe spear that condensed the power of destruction instantly pierced the full forehead of an elderly vampire who had been enriched by wisdom and experience over the years.

The smile of joy that had regained one's self-restraint still lingered on his face, and the flames that began to burn rapidly from his heart to all parts of his body burned the baronial vampire to scorched bones and ashes.

A golden-red gushing fountain of blood rested at the tip of the war dog's fangs, absorbed by the long-thirsty double-edged axe gun.

Marthus grinned lightly in great satisfaction, turned and threw his gun with a force, instantly piercing the vampire at the other end of the lobby of the castle's main building. Eaten by the fangs of the Dogs of War, even the vampire lord Feernst will inevitably die out completely, let alone a vampire baron who is far inferior to it.

Redirecting the source of sacrifice, opening the Shield of Calamity to summon shards of doom and ominous meteors from the depths of the starry sky, Marthus successfully crushed another vampire to death, and then rushed to the fastest diagonal to the tentacles that broke free from its feet and turned into a large bat with its wings flapping and spewing smoke.

Too late, the strange fog interfered with the vision, so that the double-edged axe gun and the shield of calamity could not lock onto the target, and the red comet turned its heart sideways, following its instincts, deviating from the established trajectory of the charge, and leaping forward like a cannonball through the air.

"Bang!"

A smoky floating humanoid bat looked down at its dead body in disbelief, most of its internal organs and flesh essence were taken away by the wound pierced by Marthus, and it roared unwillingly, but the curse of resentment was not even qualified to tickle the sacrificial knight.

"Damn, where the hell are those vampires hiding?"

Looking around, there was no suspicious finding, and the red comet Marthas felt like he had thrown a punch, but it hit the empty space, and his heart was a little disappointed.

"Tris didn't follow up, could it be that he had already discovered something? Well, this Grand Knight of the Eight Virtues is really not simple, perhaps the eye of insight is really mysterious, and can see through all the disguises of appearances, and see through the truth of the facts. ”

Despite his suspicions, the Children of War refused to give up, and walked into the side hall of the main castle building, and rushed up the escalator to the second floor.

Aldrich Triss Burning Source has entered a state of order wrath at full power, and all of the Eight Virtues have manifested entities, rather than illusory shadows that used to be only capable of abilities.

Behind him is a banner woven with golden fleece, symbolizing wealth, adventure and indomitable will, while Argo, a symbol of ideals and the pursuit of happiness, floats in the turquoise waves, carrying many heroes and princes of classical times, so that he can lift himself out of the ground and rise into the air without winging boots to the full moon.

As if entering a narrow world through a space-time door, Aldrich saw a stone pillar of three people hugging each other, with a total of thirteen floors, each with three coffins, in a perfect triangle formed by a line laid flat.

These vampires who only have the rank of knight dedicate more blood sources in their bodies, and they can't get rid of the restraints when they lose most of their physical strength, and when they notice that the Great Knight of Virtue has broken into such a hidden place, they immediately speed up their actions.

Unfortunately, Tris, who had no mercy for the undead, was no slower than Marthas, and the Gungnir meteor spear that was bound to hit every shot in his left hand was fired at random, and when a half-seated vampire passed through his chest, the starlight of the wound shimmered like a diamond, and it quickly burned into ashes, and the terrible howl was mournful, and it was wrapped around the stone pillars on three sides for a long time.

The other vampires were horrified to discover that if any of their kind dared to show their heads, it would be the death judgment of the spear of fate, and after the onset of toxin-like fear, their treacherous nature quickly revived, and they hid in coffins, biting off the tentacles with their mouths full of fangs, freeing their hands and then pulling out the cannula on their bodies.

After regaining their freedom, they still lurked in their positions and did not dare to show their heads, waiting for their partners to use their lives to attract enemy attacks, and then took the opportunity to flee in disguise.

Waiting in silence, none of the vampires dared to sacrifice themselves for the sake of their companions, they were too smart, too selfish, too calculating, and all the vampires stayed in their coffins, and were slain by the sword of Excaliba, the right hand of Aldrich.

Sweeping layer after layer, Tris killed eighteen vampires, and the remaining undead were still lucky, but when he came to the seventh layer, he had just raised the holy sword that cut off all invisible, after all, a vampire was unwilling to die, opened his mouth and spit out a cold mist, and suddenly turned into countless gray-winged bats, carrying the cold wind and clouds of smoke to flee outside.

Protected by the Helmet of the Eagle, blocking out this insignificant amount of negative energy, Aldrich threw the Gungnir Meteor Gun with his left hand at will, killing the core of the gray-winged bat instantly with each shot, and the other bats were shattered into ashes and fell down one after another.

The vampire, who had finally seized the opportunity, was ecstatic and immediately turned into a god, and hundreds of bats left the stone pillars on three sides and swarmed towards the exit. Even if the Judgment of the Spear of Fate had a death strain, it would kill up to three more vampires, and the death of one by a swing of Excaliba's sword would only severely damage them.

Unfortunately, when all the vampires left the stone pillar, the full moon lost its blood source infusion began to slowly shrink and return to its original form of the first moon, which meant that the exit would become very narrow.

The undead, whose hearts were seized by the fear of death, were now driven by the desire to escape, and fell into a state of chaos, without the grace and proper manners of the noble prince of the night, and without the suppression of the vampire lord Feernst, even the maintenance of basic order was lost.

They are like street dwellers who have been begging for a living for a long time, and they do not hesitate to push their partners away for a little kind alms. The narrow door ahead, which gradually becomes narrower, is not a life-saving raft for drowning people who are on the verge of death, and it is not just a simple push open, but relies on the slight advantage of size and speed to carry out a bloody battle first.

Vampires who have no friendship are the first to fall behind, falling to the ground and turning back into human form, and those who escape are not benefited, after all, the strongest red comet Marthus has been waiting for a long time.

Being eaten by the fangs of the dogs of war is definitely no better than the death trial of the Gungnir Meteor Gun, and the indirect enemy is even more unacceptable to the selfish vampires who absorb the few remaining sources and flesh essence in their bodies.

In front of him, there is a vicious dog blocking the door, and behind him, there is a great knight of virtue who destroys the remnants of vampires with a sword and a shot, and finally knows that the fate of defeat is unstoppable, and the vampire fights back with all his strength.

It's a pity that the two great knights standing at the apex of their respective bodies are not the remnants of vampires who are not one in ten can confront them head-on, and if they want to survive, according to the rules of the noble clan, they must come up with ransom money that can impress the two.

An older vampire, who had not been promoted to baron, turned back into a human form and took out a stack of war bonds that he had collected from an unknown source, and shouted surrender.

As a result, before it could finish its sentence, it was pierced through the chest by Aldrich's left hand Gungnir, and with repeated use, Tris gradually mastered the meteor gun, and the body of the spear spread out intricate silver-white patterns, like the rings of a faint tree.

A strange rune condensed from the tip of the spear, closely resembling the Rune inscription on the amulet he had obtained during his battle with the Harolds in the North Sea.

The wound on the vampire's pierced chest no longer shimmered like a diamond starlight, but the warm sunlight that lingered, containing abundant positive energy, collided with the negative energy in the vampire's body.

The decaying body of the dead, the withered flesh dissociated and dissolved, quickly becoming transparent from the inside out, without the burnt bones, like the ashes of the withered petals, disappearing out of thin air without even the slightest trace of existence.

Marthas, the son of war, who came to the entrance of the gateway to the String Moon, saw this scene, stared at the meteor spear in his left hand that returned to the Grand Knight of the Eight Virtues, Tris, and felt the fangs of the dog of war vibrate uneasily, and hurriedly covered up the past and raised the shield of disaster to completely block the door.

"The territory of Viscount Feinster has collapsed, and the unstable crevice that depends on the source of blood is about to collapse and self-destruction, for the sake of each other's lives, I advise you to leave as soon as possible. ”

The vampire who spoke was Lokner, the blood knight of the Underworld Sage Organization, who fought Aldrich Triss in the Battle of the Sewers but was unfortunately severely injured and near death, and was rescued by his fellow sorcerer Hastin, but unexpectedly ended up in destruction.

Lockner's sense of smell was both familiar and unfamiliar, and he stared into the eyes of the Grand Knight of Virtue, recognizing him, despite the burns of fire.

"I know a lot of secrets, I can tell you about Viscount Feinster's inner line in the upper echelons of Eastwood City, the councillors who are supported by the family's secret funds, and the large chamber of commerce that monopolizes the cotton sales channels and operates the slave trade. Just spare me, and everything will be sold to you. ”

The tip of Gungnir's spear that shone with Rune's runes instantly stopped on Lockner's chest, clinging to the lifeless cold pale skin, and the robes decorated with dark red lace could not resist the power of the meteor spear, like the quicksand of the collapsed sand dunes quickly disappeared.

There was no painful death, the blood knight's ecstatic mood did not show on his face, the drowning Lockner seemed to grasp the only straw, he was about to say something worthwhile, his silver-gray eyes rolled, and he quickly remembered the news from the south not long ago.

"I know that this information may not be of interest to Your Excellency, but the secret I will talk about next is only known to a few core people in the family. The Blood Knight kept his mouth shut, observing the Fourth Knight's reaction, and finding nothing that disappointed him, but he still fought hard for his life.

"In the south of West, our people have built a huge empire, long summers and scorching sunshine are not the best habitats, and the north is the best place to breed all year round. The backbone of the empire, the counts are no longer satisfied with the good time of going to the northern countries for summer vacation every summer, but want to seize them in their hands, and even grasp the hegemony of the continent!"

"The many principalities in the south want to go north, and the lords of the manors who use slaves are so confident that they don't know that the vampires lurking around them are in control?"

Without putting away Gungnir, the meteor spear was still pressed against the chest of the Blood Knight Lockner, Aldrich was a little curious, even Marthas, the son of war, had the same question.

"Most of the manor lords know, but the long life of our clan is absolutely an irresistible and fatal temptation for mortals who try to grasp the power forever, after all, the first batch of disciples who have been transformed have lived from the old era to the present, they are all emperors of the dark world of various principalities, and they have experienced a hundred years of time precipitation, and the worst is also the immortal of the viscount rank. ”

After a moment of silence, Aldrich put away Gungnir and returned to his left hand, "This information will at least redeem your life! As for the other vampires...... Excellency Marthas, I leave it to you. ”

"It's an honor to accept your kindness!"

The fangs of the dog of war are quietly revealed, and a bloody storm is quickly set off in the narrowing gap, even if there are vampires who want to compare Lockner's intelligence to spare their lives, but the red comet is not a great knight of virtue, and he has the most direct personality and does not have so many thoughts.

"One, two, three...... Fourteen, fifteen, sixteen!" Purifying the flesh and blood of the vampire's fountain, the War King's three-piece set almost condensed into a physical entity.

"Plus the four barons I killed in the castle halls, a total of twenty vampires!, what about you?"

"Thirty-three in total, minus sixteen, and then minus this blood knight, the vampire I killed is also sixteen. Lost to you!" Aldrich Triss had no problem with the outcome of the fight.

Malthus shook his head, "No, it can't be counted that way. This gap is the first thing you discovered, and if you rush to start with me, you will be equal at most. Sixteen plus eight, that's twenty-four. And even if I add the vampire lords, there are only thirteen, and I should have lost to you. ”

"Baron-level vampires should be counted as two, as for Feernst of the viscount level, it was originally counted as four, but we have all seen it show the realm with our own eyes, and it can also use the protection of the earl-level, and it is normal to double it to eight. Thirteen plus four plus eight, twenty-five in total, a little more than me, or I lost. ”

The red comet wanted to say something, when he saw the stone pillars on three sides crack and collapse, the gap slowly but inexorably compressing the space, and for the sake of safety, he didn't bother to argue anymore, reached out and grabbed the neck of the blood knight Lockner, and gently crushed its backbone, like a chicken cub picking up and jumping out of the crescent-shaped portal.

The one who started slower than Marthas, but left faster than him, was Aldridge, who had winged boots, and seemed to have met some of the conditions in a hurry, and even launched a spell similar to short-distance teleportation.

After successfully getting out, the two great knights quickly left the inward-looking and collapsed vampire territory. Watching the crescent moon slide down and fall into the dark castle, the out-of-control negative energy was swept into the core by an invisible pulling force, turning into an unstable mass of dense energy bodies.

"Oops, I'm afraid it's going to roll us up!" Aldrich Triss pulled off a shield from his back, meaning the shield of Achilles that made peace through war, with everything in the world painted on it, also known as the Wall of Sighs.

"Hide behind me!" he said in a commanding tone, not allowing refusal.

Marthas furrowed his eyebrows, not refusing the offer of the Grand Knight of Virtue, and then a violent storm blew, and the devastating air currents turned the narrow passage into a huge crater, except for the part that extended backwards from where Aldrich Triss was standing, who was holding the shield.