Chapter 679: True Blood Clan Power!!
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Wu Yizhuang ......
Do you really understand the curse of the Bloodline?
After Dracula's death, what kind of resentment did he have for this unjust world?
This resentment does not only come from this world, not only from the gods in the sky, not only from his departed lover.
It's more of a curse on one's immortal body.
Immortality, a delicious cake, but a real evil curse.
In the long years, your land has changed day by day, the river has changed, the friends on the side have left one by one, and your lover has aged and died.
You are miserable, you are sorrowful, you are desolate, you are sorrowful...... All emotions cannot be forgotten, and all pain cannot be dissipated.
Year after year, year after year.
A hundred years, a thousand years, until eternity.
You live forever, curse forever, and be lonely forever.
This is the real curse, this is the real pain, the long river of time can completely distort a person's personality and soul, or completely drown, and in the end you are no longer even yourself, you can no longer find your original self, you can no longer find the purpose of living, and finally become a walking corpse, a lonely ghost with an empty soul.
This is the curse of the Bloodline.
How many twisted souls exist in the Bloodline??
In the blood source, how many creatures exist that have been destroyed by time.
The greatest hope of every blood clan to survive to the end is without exception, the desire to leave this world in peace like ordinary people, but it is the right that all people have, they have never had.
In the end, their empty souls can only be devoured by the bloodstream, and they are swallowed by the blood, and they don't even have the slightest idea of resisting.
This is the story of the blood origin.
It's the horror of the bloodstream.
This is why Dracula was able to give his blood to others so easily, perhaps he was already tired of his own power and only wanted to die.
At this point, you should understand.
The power of Dracula's blood tears, the curse of blood tears, is not just hatred of this world!!
Also, the endless curse on the bloodline!!
Yang Qun closed his eyes and read softly, "Go!!"
The huge black crow wings behind Yang Qun melted, and in an instant, the wings shattered into black feathers in the sky.
The black feathers fluttered and flew into the sky and squirmed the river of blood, and in the black feathers poplars can hate, can curse, can be evil, but more...... It's helplessness.
It is the deep helplessness of immortality in this indifferent world.
When the wind and clouds surged, when the black feathers sprinkled the sky and the earth, the endless souls of the sea of blood, hungry ghosts, demons, also crawled out of the depths of hell, they longed, they longed for revenge, they longed for tearing the bodies of their enemies, they longed for battle, they longed for ...... Death!!
"Ahhh!!!h
"Grunt, grunt, grunt!!" the fluttering river of blood surged, twisted, and struggled like a giant beast that had eaten its belly.
At this time, the river of blood was no longer Wu Yizhuang, but the source of blood, but the endless evil of the source of blood!!
"Countless blood souls of the blood source, wake up, wake up your empty souls!!"
"It's time to liberate!!"
"It's time to leave Bloodborn!!"
"I know your curse, I know your loneliness, I know your helplessness. ”
"Come, destroy the bloodline!!!Destroy the Demon God !! the Heavens"
Yang Qun's words floated throughout the space, and the wriggling blood source suddenly stopped, as if a piece of flesh and blood had been frozen.
Immediately after, the countless evil eyes that covered the entire surface of the river began to shatter and burst!!
"Poof...... Burst...... Poof......"
"Poof...... Burst...... Poof......"
Empty souls, helpless souls full of curses rose from one eye after another, these evil eyes turned out to be countless souls imprisoned in the blood source, countless blood souls!!
Magical spells echoed from the sky.
"The bird of Hermes is my name, devouring my wings to control my heart. ”
"The bird of Hermes is my name, devouring my wings to control my heart. ”
"The bird of Hermes is my name, devouring my wings to control my heart. ”
Just like the incantation that Yang Qun recited, one soul after another burst out of the eyes, and one by one the incantations echoed throughout the heaven and earth, and the hundreds of thousands of eyes of the blood river burst and exploded, and all the blood souls rose from the blood source, chanting this sacred blood incantation.
Then, all the souls turned into crows.
A black crow representing death.
The whole world was covered in crows, and they circled and flew in the sky, and all kinds of cursed death breaths emanated from them.
This is the true soul of the Bloodline.
"What did you do?"
"My power, my power, it's all gone, how can this be, how can this be!!"
"I have the blood source, I am the king of the blood clan, you can't, you can't!!"
"Ahhh
Wu Yizhuang's voice came from the Filthy Blood River, and he felt that the power of the Blood Clan and the soul of the Blood Clan, which had been accumulated for countless years by the Blood Source, were out of his control, and only him, only himself, could not get out of the Blood Clan's Blood Origin.
The bloodstream sucked his soul tightly, sucking his life, making it impossible for him to leave the bloodstream.
Gradually, there was only his strength left in the Blood Source, and Wu Yizhuang's own soul was left in the Blood Source.
"Shatter, Bloodborn!!"
Yang Qun waved his big hand, and countless black crows all over the sky began to rush towards Yang Qun's body.
"Bang la la la ......"
Each crow turned into a feather, and each crow formed part of the wings of the Yang flock.
Soon, a pair of even more huge black wings appeared behind Yang Qun's back.
It was the raven's wings that represented death.
It was the Deathwing, which gathered the power of countless Blood Clan's souls.
True power, true magic patterns, real death marks appeared.
Yang Qun's body began to appear gray marks, these gray magic patterns were even clearer, they were like blood vessels all over Yang Qun's entire body, and the Death Wing behind him was also exuding the ultimate strongest power.
This is the true power of the Bloodline, the power of Dracula.
Vaguely, Yang Qun seemed to hear Dracula's voice.
Vaguely, Yang Qun seemed to hear the voices of countless blood clans and countless hungry ghosts.
What those voices say is......
"Thank you......"
"Thank you......"
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