Seeing this strange scene, all the werewolves looked around vigilantly, and the few who remained in the form of wolves simply raised their neck hairs under the feeling of great danger!

Suddenly there was no wind, the night was unusually silent, and the darkness seemed to weigh on the werewolves as if it had taken on weight.

In the silence of the whole world, which seemed to be silent in an instant, footsteps sounded, and each blow seemed to crush the hearts and souls of all life.

Then two men came out of the dark night.

One was a tall and thin old man with snow-white hair, an unusually square and long face, and deep drooping eyes at the corners of his eyes. This is a face with a strong Apennine mainland style, which can be remembered at a glance. His white hair, without a single variegated color, hung down from the sides of his cheeks, forming decorative flower rolls at the ends.

The other is a petite girl with an unusually sweet little face. On the pale complexion, the red lips like blood are particularly glaring. The girl wore a long ponytail, and the neckline of her black cloak stood high, revealing the blood-colored ornaments on the corners, delicate and weird.

The white-haired old man said softly, "I really didn't expect that so many wild dogs would gather in such a small place, no wonder you can smell a strong stench from a long distance." ”

"And there's something really interesting going on here, it seems like we've got some low-ranking people fighting among themselves?" said the maiden.

The white-haired old man looked up, took a deep breath, and said, "Guess what I smelled? It was the finest Mithril smell, oh, dangerous, but with the beauty of death. And it's a true adversary who refines it. Hehe, it's so surprising that this little place can be so lively! Is this the call of fate?"

The girl glanced at the werewolves with a look of disgust and said, "If it weren't for the smell of these wild dogs, I would have been able to smell Mithril." ”

Hearing the girl's merciless insult, the werewolves let out angry growls, but their strong instincts for danger stopped them.

The old man of the werewolf took two steps forward with a wooden staff in his hand, and shouted in a deep voice, "Where are you from? This is the territory of the Black Nightmare tribe!"

The white-haired old man smiled and said, "What is that, Nightmare? As for where we come from, it's not something you need to know. An old wolf who is dying, don't keep your curiosity so strong. Curiosity, that is something that should only belong to young people and the upper race. ”

The girl's gaze fell on the night pupil, and suddenly she sighed, and said, "What is that? What beautiful blood!"

The white-haired old man was stunned and slowly walked towards the night pupil. With every step he took forward, the werewolves would whimper and take a few steps back. The fear caused by the great difference in rank made it impossible for them to resist at all.

The white-haired old man walked to the side of the night pupil, reached out and dipped a little of her blood, put it in his mouth and tasted it, his face suddenly changed.

He suddenly took a few steps back, laughed exaggeratedly, and waved his hands vigorously to express his joy, "This is, this is the taste of the blood of the ancestors! She actually awakened the blood of the ancestors, this is a native seed!"

"The king will be interested in her. The girl said.

The white-haired old man pondered, "That's right, but the smell of her blood makes me a little familiar, and makes me think about it, whose territory is too old in this area, and it's not good to always forget things! This little girl has the smell of Kaos in her blood, and she should be his pure-blood descendant!"

"Kaos?" the girl had doubts in her eyes.

The white-haired old man spread his hands and said, "An old fellow, I heard that there is an ancient inheritance. But he was obsessed with finding the secrets of the Black King's treasure all day long, but he couldn't even handle his own small territory. I heard that several of his viscounts were seeking to overthrow him. It seems that this is the reason for the infighting. ”

"Sounds like a useless guy. I'm not interested in Kaos, but the smell of these wild dogs is smoking me to death. ”

"Then clean it up, or you come. The old man said with a smile.

"It's always me for what!"

The girl complained, but did not refuse. Her eyes suddenly turned red, like two shining rubies. Her lips opened and closed, as if she were chanting something, but there was no sound.

She made a high-frequency sound that could not be heard by the human ear, a tone like a song, but in the ears of a werewolf, it was no different from the summoning of death!

All the werewolves suddenly wailed in pain, fell to the ground, and rolled desperately!

Before the few werewolves with lower strength could last more than ten seconds, the wolf's head suddenly exploded. Then the heads of the higher-level werewolves also exploded one after another, which was extremely weird and terrifying!

Looking at this bloody scene, the girl still kept chanting, and an excited and cruel smile appeared on her delicate face like a doll. In this moment, she is like a messenger of death, and everyone who hears her voice is condemned to the land of eternal silence!

The Shadow Wolf held out for thirty seconds before finally collapsing. He rolled around with his head in his hands, even in pain to the point of hitting his head against the bulkhead of an airship. The bulkhead welded from steel plates had been smashed into deep pits, but his head was completely fine.

But as the girl's voice suddenly rose, the shadow wolf finally let out a long scream, and then with a bang, his head exploded into a cloud of blood mist!

Only the werewolf elder still insisted, he could only support his body with his cane, and pointed at the girl in horror, and said in a trembling voice: "You are Nana"

"That's right!" the girl smiled sweetly, and snapped her fingers, and the werewolf elder's head shattered.

The white-haired old man took out a snow-white handkerchief, covered his nose, and said, "Don't you think this will make the smell of wild dogs even more pervasive?"

"It will make you move a little faster. The girl raised her delicate little hand to cover her nose as well.

The white-haired old man inspected the night pupil's injuries and frowned, "She's badly injured, I need some blood to heal her injuries so we can rush back in time." ”

"It seems like there's only one Terran town around here, but it's still a bit of a distance. ”

"No, that's too late. Luckily, there's a guy here, and I can already smell him. With that, the white-haired old man stood up, took only two steps, and disappeared into the depths of the garbage dump. The next moment he came out of the darkness again, holding a thousand nights in his hand.

"What a tough and cunning human being, and he hasn't died yet, otherwise the blood wouldn't be fresh. The white-haired old man said with a smile.

He pulled out a heavy metal plate from Chiya's chest. The metal plate was completely twisted, with several deep claw marks on it, sobly peeping through the other side.

Before facing the leader of the wolf clan, Qianye put this three-centimeter-thick Origin Alloy plate inside his clothes, otherwise he would have been disemboweled. But just the impact of the werewolf leader's strength caused all the ribs in Qianya's chest to be broken, and it wouldn't be long before he died.

The old man threw Chiya beside the night pupil, tore open his shirt, and then reached out and stabbed him in the side of the neck, and blood immediately gushed out.

The night pupil suddenly reacted, and every blood clan was instinctively sensitive to blood. She rolled over and sat up, her eyes finally opened, but her pupils were full of blood, and two blood-sucking fangs gradually protruded from her mouth.

She pounced on Chiya, bit his neck hard, and sucked it in big gulps, the hot blood not only soothed her hunger and thirst, but also made her whole body ache and pain quickly relieved.

At this moment, in the eyes of the white-haired old man, the night pupil even had such a perfect posture of sucking blood, and he couldn't help but praise: "It really deserves to be a native species that has awakened the bloodline of the ancestors! In addition to the powerful ability of the double pupils, it can also perfectly hide the characteristics of the blood clan, which is the unique ability of one of the ancestors of the thirteen clans back then." Which ancestor is here, I have to think about it."

Nana watched from the side, her chest rising and falling, her breathing becoming more and more rapid, and she didn't listen to what the old man was saying.

She suddenly grabbed Qianye's right hand and bit it on the artery of his wrist!

The white-haired old man's admiration stopped abruptly and looked at Nana in amazement.

Nana sucked a few mouthfuls of blood hard, and then she screamed, threw off Qianye's hand hard, took a few steps back, and looked at Qianye with a complicated expression.

"How?" asked the old man solemnly. He rarely saw Nana like this.

Nana looked a little dazed and said, "His blood is sweet, but that's all. But I don't know what Lu Dao is for, as soon as I smell his blood, I can't suppress my impulse. I'm going to give him his first hug!"

"What?" the white-haired old man was truly shocked this time. After confirming that Nana was serious, he sighed and shook his head, saying, "It's too late." His blood has been sanctified by this child, she is a native species, although the level is still very low at the moment, but neither you nor I can suppress the power of her blood. No one can turn this human into a blood clan anymore except her, but even if she can wake up now, she can't complete her first embrace. ”

Nana's expression was still a little dazed, and she kept licking the blood that remained on her lips.

The white-haired old man picked up the night pupil and said, "It's time to go." If it's too late, it won't be enough to let her soak in the pool of blood. ”

Nana followed the old man, occasionally looking back at the thousand nights, who had not moved at all. Although she was unwilling, she eventually went away.

The Blood Slave is a point of no return, the Terrans are helpless against it, and the Blood Race has no way to do it.

The night was finally quiet, as if nothing had happened. But if insiders see the white-haired old man and the girl appearing here, it will inevitably cause an uproar.

The powerful marquis Julio and Nana can be called killing gods even among the blood clans in the upper continent.

I don't know how long it took, but Chiya felt as if someone was dragging him in the haze, and heard a faint sound.

"This kid is finally dead. ”

"yes, hurry up and throw it in the Burning Canyon. I don't want to stay in that place any longer. ”

"Me too. ”