The city of Sintra, shrouded in the endless night, is not only eroded by the never-ending rain, but also threatened by the blood clan who have come from afar with bad intentions. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

There are no absolutes in the world, although Melwitz has completed the chess game and is waiting for the arrival of the blood clan, but it is not easy to predict where the enemy will land the chess pieces. Just like at this moment, in this rainy night, Melwitz has missed the opportunity, and the Bloodline, under the command of Filinans, can be said to be a blow to Melwitz. The Blood Clan did not attack city by city, but pointed the spearhead directly at the location of the imperial capital of Yurasno, intending to control the imperial capital to achieve the goal of controlling the entire empire.

The vanguard sent by the Blood Clan, using the cover of twilight and the surprise attack strategy, had already snatched the gates of Sintra in their own hands, and the follow-up teams of the Blood Clan were able to enter the city easily without any hindrance.

Now in the sky above Sintra, in addition to the raindrops that fell wantonly, there were one black phantom after another of the bloods, who roamed the city in groups of three or five, or alone.

After a long period of running, the Blood Clan are now in a state of hunger, and they urgently need to suck human blood to replenish their energy.

At present, the city of Sintra is in turmoil, and some people who did not leave the city in time are all in danger and regret that they did not leave the city for refuge. It's just that the people in the city don't know what is going on outside the city now, and those who seem to have left the city as soon as possible and fled to nearby villages have not actually achieved their goal of self-preservation. These people who have left the city have been used as nourishment by the blood clan, and they have all been slaughtered by the blood clan.

On the other hand, these so-called people who did not flee in time and are still in the city, as long as they do not run away on the streets, they are basically worry-free.

And at this moment, the sounds that sounded everywhere in the city were the sounds of fighting. It was an army sent by Melwitz to fight against the Bloods, and these soldiers had been equipped with special weapons to deal with the Bloods, and for a while it was difficult to distinguish between the enemy and the enemy.

Judging from the current situation, the Merwiice side has a far advantage over the Blood Clan, after all, the Blood Clan is rushing from afar, and their combat strength is not as good as these diligent soldiers.

Moreover, as early as after the Black Robe incident ended, Tatar represented the Jurasno Witchers and the Merwiec side to form an alliance against the Bloods. The Witchers are willing to join forces with Melwiz again against the Bloods, not for the gold, as the hatred between the Witchers and the Bloodlines has existed for a hundred years.

To put it simply, the ancestor of the Demon Hunter accepted and successfully completed a commission to slay demons, and the object of this slaying was the Bloodline. The Blood Clan has an extremely strong psychology of protecting the short, so they sent people to intercept and kill the ancestor of the demon hunter, and it slowly evolved into a big war between the two sides.

The losses of the two sides can be said to be evenly matched, and if it were not for the elves to mediate, I am afraid that it is unknown who will die in the end.

However, at this time, Tatar was personally leading a group of witchers, and according to the plan agreed with Meliwiz, they were advancing in the direction of the north gate. However, the pace of the advance did not reach the expected level, and as the Bloods had already begun to attack the city, the Demon Hunters had several encounters with the Bloods along the way, and there were skirmishes.

The sudden appearance of the witcher also immediately attracted the attention of the "leader" of the blood clan, Filinans, who was located on the north gate tower at this time.

Sitting on a wooden chair with leather boots resting on the battlements, and facing the city with a leisurely look, there were two extremely beautiful women beside him, one of them carrying a delicate white teapot, and the other holding a teacup for Filingansto.

At this moment, a dark shadow appeared beside Flinians: "My lord, my men have spotted the witcher, and now they are approaching in your direction. ”

"Oh?" "Phleans, looking into the city with a pair of sinister red pupils, said with a playful smile, "Witchers, well, it's been a long time since I've heard their names, and I can't even remember what their eyes look like. ”

"What do you mean, sir?"

Fillings took the teacup and took a sip gently, "What do I mean, you don't understand?"

"Understood, subordinates understood. "The people who came to report it seemed to be very afraid of Filinians, but in fact, there were other things besides the witchers who wanted to report to Filinans.

But looking at the smiling Philian Anse, he only felt that his heart was full of fear, and he didn't dare to say the words in his heart, so he planned to leave to do something about the witcher.

"Wait. Filinans put the teacup back into the hand of the beautiful woman: "Where the palace is, haven't you found it clearly?"

The person who reported the news trembled, and hurriedly turned around and said, "Report to your lord, the subordinates of the palace have found out the location, and now they are sending more people to seize the human palace. ”

Filinans nodded lightly, stretched out his white right hand and began to observe left and right: "Next time, I have to finish everything that should be said, and always let me ask, isn't it boring?"

"Yes, yes, what you said is that the subordinates still have something to report to the adults. ”

"Well, is that what it looks like, let's say. It seemed that Philianse was praising the messenger, but the messenger didn't think much of it, and it was more forgiveness than praise.

The messenger quickly told what he knew: "My lord, there are many soldiers with strange weapons in the city, and they have killed and injured many of us. And there are many magic traps in this city, and many of our people have fallen by mistake. ”

"Can humans fly?"

When Filingans suddenly asked, he was stunned by the messenger, and he replied a little dumbfounded: "Most of them can't fly." ”

"Hmph, why don't you make good use of the advantages of our blood clan and bomb the ground, won't you break the so-called trap?" Filinans's red pupils flashed a trace of murderous intent, and he looked at the messenger coldly and said, "Hmph, why don't you take advantage of our blood clan?" Fly up and bombard the ground, is the so-called trap and weird weapon still useful?"

The person who reported the news was coldly chilled by the back of Filingans, and quickly said: "Great, the lord is really wise, I will go and notify everywhere, and use the adult's strategy!"

Philianse stopped talking, and waved his hand at the messenger, who was eager to leave quickly, so he hurriedly retreated and quickly disappeared.

After the messenger had left, Filinance sat down in a wooden chair and muttered to himself, "It seems that things have become interesting that the witchers are in the company of humans. ”

"Do you need us to go, sir?" asked the beautiful woman with the teapot in a soft voice.

Philingans got up from the wooden chair, walked over to the beautiful woman, ran her white and slender fingers across the woman's face, bent down slightly and blew on the woman's earlobes with her lips: "Do you have itchy hands?"

"No, I just want to relieve my worries for adults. ”

"Relief?" Philianse straightened up and said with a smile, "Do I need it?"

"That's what my lord said. ”

Philian walked to the battlements, looked at the non-stop light rain, and said lightly: "You are my treasure, just inform Jenlong of these little things and let them do it, I want to meet the great Grandephon, you have to give me some peace..."

"Yes, my lord!" the voices of the two beautiful women were very similar, and the faces of the two of them were also very similar when they looked at them by the faint light on the castle tower.

And Filinans had disappeared in front of their eyes, and Jeron appeared above the castle tower in the same leather coat.

The woman holding the teapot didn't turn around, and her voice was cold: "Did you hear what the adults said?"

"Of course, just how strong a demon hunter can be, I will dedicate this palace of Sintra to my lord by the way!"

"Hmph, I hope so. ”