Edward, the Black Prince, looked up at Becky's location in a furious manner, and before he could spit out the abusive words from his mouth, the sight in front of him had already made the tyrant's eyes widen:

The tall woman stared blankly at her master, her open lips covered with bloody foam and meaningless babbling, and she touched the part of her heart in disbelief, where a black blade silently poked out of its towering chest, like the claws of a demon piercing the body of its prey......

"Edward...... Adult...... "Becky trembled as she watched her life flow out of her body with her blood, and she still clutched the dark chains in her hands, but the chains that had just cornered Eugentus had lost their vitality and were crawling on the ground like a dying snake.

Whether it was consciousness or strength, everything gradually dissipated from the wound on the chest. Becky wanted to say "Yes, sir" again, but her throat was blocked by her own blood, and even her mouth was about to lose the strength to open and close. The blade that pierced her body was so sudden that when she was pierced, her mind was still filled with the surprise of Euquintus being captured, and the moment everyone let their guard down, she was already branded with death......

The black blade stirred around Becky's chest, grinding everything the blade could touch into a pulp!

"Bastard!" roared Edward, the Black Prince, as he pulled his undefeated will out of Eugentus with his backhand, and stomped on Eugentus' arched back, denting his ribs.

Becky's body suddenly rushed towards the Black Prince Edward, he subconsciously reached out to take it, and before he could fully take the soft body into his arms, two blood-red rays of light passed through Becky's flying hair and entered the eyes of the Black Prince Edward.

That's the wolf's eyes!

For no apparent reason, a sharp pain came from the abdomen of the Black Prince Edward, and in his eyes of disbelief, he watched as Becky's body broke into two and fell on the execution table. Ignoring the pain in his abdomen, Edward the Black Prince pointed his undefeated will in front of him and faced his opponent. Although that body had been twisted and expanded, Edward the Black Prince could still know the identity of the other party from that crazy face.

"Jill...... Morality...... Thunder. Edward, the Black Prince, said through gritted teeth.

"You bastard remembers my name. Jill looked coldly at Edward, the Black Prince, and shook the blood from Allah. Although he had slashed Edward, the Black Prince, with that knife just now, was not long enough to inflict fatal wounds on one person through his body.

Although Allah's metal-refining properties could unleash a huge sword, Vlad III did not teach it to Gil, who, as Vlad III said, simply lent the sword.

"Yu has always been very concerned about his mistakes, but it's a pity, if he could cut a little deeper, even Yu would fall here. Edward the Black Prince said, adjusting the angle of his sword, "You shouldn't have thrown that woman over." ”

"If I don't, I may not be able to kill you at all. Jill said expressionlessly.

"It's not a question of whether you can't cut it or not!" Edward the Black Prince snorted coldly, his blood pupils became hideous in an instant, and his body suddenly turned into a phantom, mixed with a cold cold light that appeared behind Jile, "Yu hates dogs very much, follows you every day, barks non-stop, and uses everything he has to meet the requirements of his master......"

With each word Edward of the Black Prince, the blade in his hand approached Jill's body for a minute, and the sparks of the sword intersecting exploded in the air, reflecting the cold eyes of the two of them.

"Yu Ke is very yearning for freedom, and hates the kind of life like a dog wagging his tail and begging for mercy, but there are some stupid dogs in the world, no matter how you beat her and scold her, or trample her under her feet, she will raise her head disapprovingly and say yes...... Such a stupid dog is sometimes a pleasure in the rest of the infinite years!"

The will of invincibility almost disappeared from the air, and the execution table was filled with a piercing roar, and every second of such a rapid attack contained a deadly killing intent, and if it weren't for the wolf-like body after the initial embrace, Gil de Ray would have been killed in the first round of Edward the Black Prince's uproar.

Even so, Jill's body was marked with wounds one after another. For humans, his swordsmanship is excellent, but for the Bloodline, such skills are still too immature. Although the wolf's body compresses the boundaries between the two in terms of strength and speed, the difference in bloodline cannot be bridged.

Challenging purebloods with mixed bloods is an extremely difficult thing to do, and even worse than this is the difference of hundreds of years of experience between the two.

Jill roared wildly, and the roaring sound made the Black Prince Edward's figure stagnate slightly, and he took advantage of this hard-won gap to jump backwards sharply, widening the distance between the two.

"It turns out that you crazy person also cares about things, I knew that this woman was so important to you, I should have held her hostage, so that you can't act rashly. Gil held Allapin to his chest and did not dare to relax for a moment. His body has been hit by the Black Prince Edward many times, and if it weren't for the wolf clan's strong flesh and terrifying recovery ability, he might have turned into a pile of flesh by now.

Although the wounds on his body are now healing, there is no blood intake, and Jill's body is starting to become tired. He is best at using the knight's broadsword, which has a much wider attack range than the scimitar, but again, there will be a relative decrease in defensive ability.

It is for this reason that Vlad III chose to lend Allah to him, as long as Gil could drag the situation out and wait for Tovir and Rocaeta to arrive, so that they could successfully kill the madman.

That is the plan, but it is clear that it is wrong in the light of the current situation. At this moment, the two people were surrounded by the Black Prince Edward's men who were ambushed in the crowd, and it was extremely difficult to even retreat.

"It's a hell of a situation now, it's not what we thought it was!" said Tovel, pulling the light of Rome from his tattered cloak, to Roncaite behind him. There were at least fifty vampires around the two of them, and many more were rapidly approaching from all directions in the distance.

"I said I don't like you to use that kind of adjective, although they are on different camps, but these guys are essentially the same as me, you bastard......, have you remembered what I said?"

"Honestly, I'm curious how you managed to survive at the hands of Draculi, but I'm even more curious how you had the guts to rush up and fight him?" Feeling that the atmosphere behind him was a little depressing, he hurriedly added: "I don't mean to be sarcastic, I just want to learn some life-saving skills." ”

Rongaite looked at the knight's heavy sword in his hand and sighed silently.

"That old guy didn't really fight me at all, in his eyes, I might just be an ant, would you fight mosquitoes with all your might? Damn, I don't want to admit it, but this is the truth!" he said, waving the long sword in his hand and colliding with the enemies around him.

He was adept at using long weapons, but they were too conspicuous in the crowd to easily reveal his position, so he threw away his spear and picked a heavy sword of Uzi steel from Thorville's arsenal. Although it is not an alchemy weapon, it is also a high-class product.

"I've always wondered why these guys found us so easily. The blade of the sword sliced through the flesh, tearing bones and muscles with astonishing force, bringing up a large canopy of blood, and Rongaite ripped off her tattered cloak, revealing the fine clothing underneath.

"I think maybe we went in the wrong direction. Torville smiled bitterly, looked at the scattered crowd and said, "From the first second of the attack, these guys desperately wanted to stay away from the central square, and in this case, you and I who are close to the execution table seem to be quite eye-catching......"

Towell is right, at this moment they are like two stubborn rocks in the river, how conspicuous they are.

"Hell, I didn't even think about that!" "Rata held the ground with one hand, and dodged the enemy's attack with a somersault, "I originally wanted to sneak attack through chaos, but I didn't expect chaos to expose our existence instead, damn it!"

"If you're depressed, let's talk about it later, and rush out of here first. The sharp edge of the Roman light cut through the tip of the enemy's sword until it reached the hilt, and Rongaite twisted his wrist and snatched the enemy's weapon from his hand.

He stomped on the other's chest and kicked the body out of the way, as the Roman light in his right hand flicked backwards, and the weapon stuck in the blade spun backwards and flew backwards, sinking into the shoulder of a vampire.

Knocking down two people in a row didn't make Thorville let his guard down, and more vampires rushed towards him and Rongaite from all around with all kinds of weapons, although the other party was evenly blooded, but with the advantage of numbers, they still perfectly trapped the two here.

The blades sparked with brilliant sparks, which were then extinguished by the blood spilled. Roman light and knights' swords collided in the steely jungle like the horns of a bison tearing thorny rattans. There were so many enemies in front of them, not to mention that they had sharp weapons in their hands, and even real rattans would have to be torn for a while, and in this predicament, Tovir and Racette began to have wounds on their bodies.