Ten minutes passed, Lei Zhen stopped, and the wind subsided a little.

"It's raining! look, it's raining!"

"Oh my God, you have finally appeared! It's raining! It's raining! It's wonderful!"

"The crops in the field have been saved! Wonderful!" the countless people cheered, and the rain was just too timely to be watered. The crops that were dying were finally saved.

However, the rain was only within the boundaries of Tebila's territory, and it only lasted for half an hour.

"Ancestral God, you don't matter, right?" In a secret room in the ancient castle, the Earl, who was still menacing just now, was kneeling on the ground at this time. He looked at the one on the throne worriedly. "People"

This was a "man" who looked younger than the earl, and the face of this "man" looked very handsome, he looked only twenty years old, and there was not the slightest hint of immaturity in him.

It sat on the throne, at this time, its eyes flashed with pale golden stars, with infinite depth, the reason why the earl's face was worried was because, in addition to the brilliance of its eyes, at this time, its state did not look very small, and the originally pale face unexpectedly appeared red.

And his aura was a little weaker than usual, and there was a sadness that came out of nowhere.

"You don't have to worry, Bogula, it's just a loss of some strength!" it said in a low voice as it waved its hand impatiently at the Count's fuss.

Although his voice was not high, it suddenly quieted Count Bogula, but there was still a trace of worry in the eyes of this earl.

This worry is not false.

In this world, it is obvious how much the existence of the ancestral god has to his rule, so Count Bogula really doesn't want his ancestor to have anything to lose.

"It's just a rain. Just rest for a few days. Its mood at this time seemed very restless. When he spoke, he was quite impatient.

"Isn't the food ready yet?" stared at Count Bogula in front of him, at this time. The pale golden starlight in the eyes kept fading. The color is also starting to change to the color of blood.

"Right away, right away. Although he was a blood relative to this god, and he knew that the other party would not hurt himself easily, but by the other party's view, Count Bogula was still startled, and even stammered in his answer.

Knowing that it had scared this junior, it frowned, barely suppressed its restless breath, closed its eyes and recuperated, it did not control the realm of water and wind. Forcibly using divine power to regulate a rain is a great loss to it.

Feeling the rain, it fell into memories again.

Once upon a time, it was also a count and was loved by the people.

If it weren't for Talingsi, she wouldn't have made a contract with death itself, a contract of blood, and become a vampire, right?

Only after obtaining the altar did I know that the two hundred years of rule and reproduction of my family had made the altar come into being. Even if you don't make a contract with death itself, you will gain divine power and have immortality.

Making a pact with death itself, while not in direct conflict, limits its power and domain.

If it weren't for the blood contract, if he had just exerted his divine power, he would only feel a little tired, and he would not have such a huge urge to suck blood, even if it didn't actually mean much to it.

Still, Talence, "For you, I don't regret it.

It sighed and sank itself back into the memory.

It was sunshine and justice, and there was a time with her.

"This group of waste, why haven't you brought food over yet?" Already feeling the irritability of the ancestral god, Count Bogula was also a little stunned, he stood up, and planned to go out to ask.

"Wait, the rain has fallen, and you, as a lord, also have to fulfill some lord's responsibilities, thinking that back then, I would have patrolled and comforted the lords" It sighed as if it was asleep.

"Yes, Ancestral God. "The Count will respond respectfully.

Just then, there was a knock at the door outside, and a male voice said outside, "Lord Earl, the man has been brought." ”

"Okay, come in. After hearing this, it immediately opened its eyes again, and Count Bogura was also delighted, and opened the door as he spoke.

A woman was slammed in, it was a very young girl, dressed in a thin layer of white gauze robe, her facial features looked ordinary, but her skin was very white, full of elasticity, her figure was even more graceful, and her whole body was filled with a youthful atmosphere.

"Let me out! let me out!" The girl who was pushed into the secret room obviously knew what she was about to face, so she didn't care that it was the owner of the place standing in front of her, so she only slammed the door fiercely, pulling and pulling, and dragging and pulling. Want to escape this place.

"Don't argue, don't argue. As soon as he tore the girl open from the door and pushed her in front of the ancestral god, Count Bogula turned around and said, "It is your honor to dedicate yourself to the ancestral god. ”

After saying that, he ignored the girl's pale face, opened the door, went out, and then closed the door.

He had not taken a few steps out of the secret room, and a terrible scream came out of the secret room, and then there was a sound of eating.

Fortunately, this layer is an underground space, and there is a thick sealing material separated from it, so although this scream is tragic enough, the people above will not notice it.

Even though Count Bogura had experienced this situation many times, he still felt a little chill when he listened to the voices inside.

What about immortality?

He didn't want to live in such darkness, eat the living, and drink blood!

He just needs to be a good earl, enjoy everything that belongs to him, and as for the rest, he doesn't ask for luxury. "Lord Earl!" After coming to the world above, Earl Bogula immediately summoned a group of officials under him, all of whom were obviously still immersed in the fear just now, and after seeing Earl Bogula, they all saluted him with great respect, and then stood aside without saying a word.

"How's the situation out there?" asked Count Bogula.

"Lord Earl, there is plenty of rain outside, and I believe that after this heavy rain, the crops in the field will recover. An agricultural official walked out and said.

"Hearing is false, seeing is believing, so let's wait for the rain to stop, a few of you will go with me to inspect the situation in the territory." Earl Bogula proposed, just now Zu Garlic "small" whether it was intentional or not, obeyed and did not have any bad opinions, naturally everyone would not have any opinions, all agreed, so the matter was decided.

The air outside seemed very fresh, and there was a feeling of humidity everywhere, which was a good day for a small patrol territory.

So, Count Bogula gave an order. Go out on patrol!

A small team of less than 100 people soon left the castle and began to patrol the territory of the Tebila Territory.

When they first came out, it was morning, and because it had just rained, the air was very fresh, and there was a cool feeling everywhere.

However, at noon that day. Because of the continuous evaporation of water vapor, the surroundings began to become like steamers.

"Well, the crops are growing well. Riding on a horse, Count Bogula, who was dressed very formally, also sweated on his forehead, and he looked at the farmland again, and finally couldn't help it: "Let's find a place to drink some water and rest for a while." ”

"Lord Earl, we are almost at the edge of the territory. A little further ahead, there is the last village, and the village is in front of the forest. There is a small lake. There is a clearing in front of the small lake, and it should be cooler there. One of the attendants said cautiously.

Riding on a horse, the boat looked in the direction pointed by the entourage, and Count Bogura nodded: "Okay, let's go there and rest for a while, and after turning the rest of the territory, we will go back." ”

"Yes, Lord Count!" said the crowd in response.

A crowd gathered around Count Bogura and came to the small lake.

Because of the shade of the trees and the small lake, the water vapor comes up and is much cooler than other places.

Count Bogura nodded with satisfaction, and then took out a silver coin from his pocket and threw it to the entourage who had just proposed: "Reward you." ”

"Thank you, Earl, thank you, Earl!" But it was more important for the Earl to be satisfied with himself, and the attendant was glad to receive the reward.

When the others saw it, they were not to be outdone and stepped forward one after another.

These people were happy to speak, and Count Bogula was happy to hear it.

At this moment, not far from Count Bogula, the air suddenly twisted, as if something was about to come out of the transparent air.

The change was actually very insignificant, and although it was very close to the group, no one noticed it.

It was such a small negligence that ultimately led to the demise of this group of people.

"Lord Count, under your rule, the Tebila Leader will surely grow stronger," said one of his attendants, singing praises of virtue. Suddenly, his words stopped abruptly, and that's not all, his expression was even more like a ghost.

"What are you doing?" Seeing him like this, Count Bogula, who was sitting opposite him, suddenly turned pale.

He loved to listen to flattery, but he was not yet ridiculous enough to tolerate the presumptuousness of his followers.

"After, back, back," stammered, pointing in the direction behind the earl, and the attendant's words were not in order.

"What's the back?" Count Bogura suddenly trembled in his heart at this time, knowing that something might be wrong, and hurriedly turned back to look.

It's so dark,"

This was his last consciousness, and he didn't even allow Count Bogurado to do anything, he didn't even see who killed him, and the count's head had already rolled to the ground, blood splattered.

"Ah, an assassin killed the Earl!" The stunned crowd finally reacted at this time, and they shouted one after another, and rushed over to avenge the Count Bogula! In front of everyone's eyes, there was actually an assassin who killed the Earl with a sword, and if they didn't make amends, none of them would want to live!

It's not just that they don't want to live, but even their families don't want to live!

The assassin was shrouded in black cloak and robes, and after getting in the way, the concubine continued to move.

The sword was directed, and one squire after another was killed.

At the same time, in the ancient castle, still in the secret room, the young man who was called the ancestral god by Count Bogula was resting with his eyes closed, and at this moment, there was a sudden pain in his chest.

Immediately, a mouthful of blood spit out without warning.

"Is it Bogula? he's dead?!" Only this fact can explain his current reaction, because the other party's body has its own blood, which can be regarded as an alternative contractual relationship, and as soon as the other party dies, he can immediately know here!

The ancestral god is very important to the lord, and the small lord is also very important to the ancestral god.

Although it was angry, it immediately wiped it with its hand, and suddenly, in front of it, a phantus of an altar appeared, and with it, a video appeared.

In a lake in front of a forest, the body of the current Count Bogula was on the ground, his head flying in one place, and a man in black, armed with a sword, slashing and slashing the people around him.

"Someone killed Bogula, what a guts, I'm going to torture him for a hundred years!" Sensing what was happening, the false god immediately roared in anger and flew out of the castle.

Although it was almost noon outside, it was summer, and the sun was fierce, but a black cloud enveloped it, like a black cloud, flying quickly in the sunlight towards its destination.

"If you want to act, there will be early disasters, there will be rain, and you want to provoke, the lord himself came out to die, and sure enough, God is on me. "Romon is an earthling, and after killing the last squire, he suddenly, as if he had a feeling, looked into the distance.

In the distance, a black cloud quickly came.

"The divine vampire, or the vampire, its dark and negative energy power is greatly suppressed in the sun, and it also used a huge divine power rain just now. ”

"According to what I know, the death of the current lord is also a big blow to the ancestral god. ”

"Overall, its strength has dropped by at least half, and if you add the restraint of the divine circle, hehehehe!" Luo Meng sneered and took out a scroll.

"Space Lock!" A faint ripple suddenly appeared around and quickly disappeared.

This is an eighth-level spell that can freeze a nearby area, preventing teleportation and plane jumping, and the duration can be up to more than ten days, which makes it impossible for the opponent to use divinity to make time and space jumps.

This is not safe, and Luo Meng took out this kind of scroll again and again without regret, and continued to cast it, and cast eight cards at once, solidifying a large piece of the vicinity, and then breathed a sigh of relief. (To be continued, if you want to know what will happen next, please log in to the heart, more chapters, support the author, support genuine reading!)