In the long history of the Longhua Empire, there have been many races, but with the passage of time and the continuous expansion of the empire's territory, other races have gradually merged with the human race, and there are very few pure foreign races.

The benefits of this ethnic integration are numerous. One of them is to inherit the advantages of multiple races, fundamentally change the physical fitness, and create some extremely special physiques. For example, the Yuyang family, known as the Jade of the Empire, inherited a bloodline of the ancient elven clan and formed a unique 'natural body'. Not only are all men handsome and unparalleled, and all women are captivated, but a special career promotion system has also been formed.

There are many more examples of this in the Empire, and most races can survive well with the Terrans. But there is only one exception, and that is the Bloodline.

Because of the characteristics of the 'initial embrace', the blood clan can wantonly create blood, and change the fusion method of the Terran as the main race to the blood race compatible with the Terran race, which is an absolute taboo for the Terran race. So more than 5,000 years ago, the Imperial Temple launched a holy war against the blood clan.

Under the powerful force of the empire, the blood clan was powerless to resist, and more than a million blood clans were hunted in just one month. Since then, the blood clan has been basically wiped out after the war, and the inheritance has also been wiped out, and only a small number of clansmen have been able to escape, hiding in the dark corners of the city to survive.

Today, the Bloodlines have become almost taboo legends, and they can only be found in certain books.

Therefore, the thief was naturally very shocked when he saw that the Earl was actually a forbidden blood clan, and then suddenly he remembered some legends about the blood clan. Frightened, he wanted to retreat and distance, but by this time it was too late.

The Earl's sword turned to the front, and his left hand became a claw and was held in the air, and the thief suddenly felt that the blood in his whole body was congealing, and his heart stopped beating for half a beat.

And it is this half-beat that determines victory and defeat, life and death.

A sword breaks the sky, and the rainbow flies like the sun. The sword qi was like frost, and the blade was stained with blood and cold. The blade of the sword was unsheathed, and the thief's body lost its vitality and fell from the sky. Bright red blood was sucked out of the wound like a stream, turning into blood snakes and merging into the Count's sword.

This is a blood-drinking sword!

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The Old Woman's battles are the fiercest, her opponents being a Bone Knight and a Warlock drawing power from the depths of the Void.

The defense ability of the Bone Knight is also one of the best among all the promotion classes of the knighthood, with extremely strong physical defense ability and high resistance to magic damage, especially for elemental magic, the resistance can even reach 90%. It can be called a professional killer of the legal system.

The old woman seems to be very familiar with the profession of Bone Knight Knight, and has been using control spells to contain him with precision, and it seems that she is at ease.

And that warlock was in some trouble. The fundamental difference between the Warlock class and the Mage is that the Sorcerer uses spells that he has practiced, while the Warlock communicates with different cosmic planes, drawing or borrowing power from stronger creatures and non-creatures. Therefore, the strength of the warlock's combat power directly depends on the strength of the target of absorbing power.

This warlock is the power that draws from the Void. Spells usually have properties such as corrosion, burning, decay, etc., and it is difficult to defend against them with ordinary defensive spells, and once they are glued to such spells, they are like appendages, and they are extremely difficult to dispel. The old woman's white bone magic is both offensive and defensive, but it seems to be a little powerless to deal with the void spell.

The Bone Knight and the Warlock were also very depressed, they could feel that the old woman's level and combat power should be on par with them, there was no reason why the two of them couldn't win together?

But this old woman's combat experience is incomparable, no matter what kind of attack they have, they can also avoid the damage in a clever way, it is like a slippery loach, and it can't be caught at all.

So the two of them were inevitably a little impatient and annoyed, and after making eye contact with each other, they both understood each other's intentions, and planned to directly use the strongest combat skills and magic to quickly solve the battle.

The Bone Nightmare is a powerful undead creature. However, its strength is not reflected in its combat effectiveness, but in the additional abilities it gives to the knight when used as a mount. It increases the Knight's Defense by an additional 40% and strengthens Physical Attack by 40%, and also grants the Knight a magical attack with 'Ghost Fire' attached.

This ghostly ghost fire is not an ordinary magical flame, but a flame of the dead that can only be driven by undead creatures, and it is a kind of flame that does not belong to the human world. Can ignore all physical defenses, ignoring all magical defenses except for high-level holy light defense magic.

However, this ability will seriously deplete the strength of the Bone Nightmare, and it will take a long time to recover after using it once, and he is usually reluctant to use it.

The dark green ghostly fire attached to the knight's sword, and with a single sword, it shattered the thorny bones that stood in the way, urging the bone nightmare to launch the strongest charge.

The Warlock squinted his eyes half-squinted, chanting in a low voice, drawing power from the void with all his might. A layer of dark purple snake stripes gradually appeared on his skin, spreading from his arms down his neck to his cheeks, looking very strange and terrifying.

The Warlock profession is like this, relying on constantly borrowing external forces to enhance its combat effectiveness. However, borrowing powerful external forces inevitably comes at a cost, so warlocks will usually make some strange contracts with outland creatures in exchange for gaining power. The older and more powerful the warlock, the more contracts they sign, and the more bizarre their bodies become.

A brilliant light appeared on his chest under the warlock's chant, then a second point of light, a third point of light...... The points of light gathered more and more, and finally formed a fist-sized ball of brilliant light, exuding amazing energy.

With a gentle push of the warlock, the ball of light continued to fly forward, forming a particle beam that easily pierced the old woman's triple bone shield.

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The power of monster druids and young zombies is still inseparable. Zombies are invulnerable, and Shen Mu knows that they are infinitely powerful, but it is a bit unexpected that the four different druids can fight against zombies head-on. And it seems that it has a slight upper hand in strength, his claws are so sharp that they can leave scratches on zombies, and in a few minutes the zombies are already scarred. I don't know what kind of monster he transformed?

It seems that it has never been suppressed in strength, and the zombies gradually begin to become irritable. A strange burst of blood flashed in his lifeless eyes, and with a muffled roar, the two canine teeth suddenly grew out again, and two dragon-like black qi were wrapped around his arms, and his strength also skyrocketed, and his fists made a move 'Overlord Lifting Ding' to knock the monster Droy four or five meters away.

Shen Mu was looking at it from behind, and his eyes were about to pop out. What is it? Do zombies know martial arts?

Pull out the world, break the cauldron and sink the boat, unparalleled in the world...... A set of overlord fists came out smoothly, the ambition was violent, the momentum was heavy, and the domineering was incomparable, and the roar of the fist was like muffled thunder wherever it went.

The monster druid was beaten back again and again, and after being punched in the chest several times, his scales shattered, and his mouth spat blood, as if he had been injured by the strength of his internal organs.