Chapter Ninety-Four: See You at Last

Leonhardt felt very aggrieved, why did his face be whiter than any European, but his face was darker than that of any African?

He didn't recruit anyone to provoke anyone, and finally came to the material world once, and he tried his best to suppress his urge to harvest his soul and drink blood, just to complete the task given to him by the adults, but why was it so unsmooth.

The adults planned everything, contained all the enemy's high-end combat power, and then let the humble self sneak in, lure the damn chick out of the heavy protection with the bait that had been prepared a long time ago, and then borrowed the power of the ancestors to suppress it strongly, captured it in one fell swoop, and successfully escaped into the underworld, and moved to the first layer of the abyss, everything was exactly as planned, and it couldn't be smoother anymore.

Seeing that he was about to complete the task, accept the gift of the source blood, and successfully advance, he would actually encounter a mobile spatial crack that was rare in 10,000 years, and he was teleported back to the material realm, should he be so pitted, even if the separation between the two realms began to change, it should not be fulfilled so quickly.

After that, his luck, which originally seemed to be good, took a 180-degree turn, and he inexplicably fell to the territory of the priesthood, and barely killed a few small ants, but before he could receive his soul, he began to be hunted and killed, and he was chased and killed for more than a year, and he missed the opportunity to return to the abyss.

If it's just like this, forget it, you are an immortal species, the most important thing is patience, and this task is the importance that adults have repeatedly emphasized, and if you don't go back for a long time, I believe they are also very anxious, and they will definitely find a way to save themselves back, anyway, the reward is very rich, so it's nothing to wait for a while.

But I actually lost that damn stinky bitch*!

Obviously he was restrained by all the methods he could think of, but he still lost it inexplicably, and he couldn't find it no matter how he looked for it, so he didn't even hesitate to take the initiative to expose himself to the group of damned priests, but he still found nothing, as if the girl had never appeared.

Who can understand the pain in his heart, he asked for a thousand things before, and he hoped that the strong people in the family would see the importance of the task and take action to get themselves back, but now, he really doesn't want them to make a move, because what?

Because he's afraid.

It's nothing for him to delay time, those are force majeure, and vampires have a long life, they can afford to spend it, as long as the result is good, waiting a little longer is nothing.

But now that the girl is gone, he messed up the mission, the family, even the entire race, and the entire devil camp have spent a lot of effort on him, and he actually messed up on him, if he goes back, death will be the best ending.

So he couldn't just go back, he had to find the girl again, and then do everything he could to tie her to him.

He went mad and searched for this damn city, being chased by the mentally ill clergy, carefully checking for any possible traces, and even using several blood-burning fires that were so consuming that he had to suck the blood of several stinking men.

But even so, he still didn't find any trace of the girl, if he didn't know that there was only this city nearby, he would think that the girl was not in this city, what a shame!

But today is different, today he suddenly felt the appearance of the girl's breath, that breath is so strong, so special, like a big bonfire suddenly burst out in the dark night sky, not to mention that he is particularly concerned about this, even if he doesn't care, he will be alarmed by it.

Was he surprised? Of course he was surprised, was he surprised? Of course he was surprised, was he surprised? Of course he was surprised, was he confused? Of course he was confused, but could he not go? Of course it was impossible.

Although there are a lot of strange things in this, this is also the first time I have found the trace of the girl, and if I let it go, I don't know when I will be able to appear next time.

It was precisely because of this that he couldn't wait to fly over, and even in order to get rid of the clergy who were chasing after him like a group of fart-like people, he used blood burning again at any cost, and exploded his speed to the extreme.

However, what greeted him was not the panicked face of the ugly with white hair and blood who had inexplicably escaped from his hands, but a trap.

A pretty powerful trap.

Twelve enchanted crossbow arrows exploded in an instant, and they caught him off guard, so that even his face was scratched, and he was hit by an arrow in his leg.

But he paid such a huge price, but all he got was a pool of the girl's blood, a pool of blood that had long been soaked into the earth, and it was of no use at all, except to laugh at his failures, and it was of no use to cast a bloodline curse that he was not good at, nor could he track it down.

This made him unusually annoyed, destroying the damn trap with a single claw, and even having the urge to turn around and go back to fighting the damned clerics for three hundred rounds, but in the end he held back.

Because he can't beat this group of damn brains.

He couldn't get out of the air, which made him feel very angry, and even had the idea of risking himself to rush into the palace to catch a princess and come out to cool off, but he was afraid that there would be masters in it who he couldn't beat, and he couldn't get out if he rushed in.

In the midst of this entanglement between going and not going, he felt the feeling of that aura exploding again.

Could it still be a trap? It could be big, but could he not go? That can't be.

If he was so lucky that he could only go back empty-handed, then the patriarch asked what had happened, and he said that he had given up a possible opportunity because he was afraid of danger. The patriarch will definitely take out his soul and put it under the holy flame to roast for a thousand years.

So even though he knew it was likely to be a trap, he came anyway.

Sure enough, it was a trap, and this time it was no longer a trap of twelve enchanted crossbow bolts that greeted him, but a large group of hungry stout men, the damned clergy!

In order to break free from the trap set by the damned clergy, he not only used the blood burn again, but also used the ancestral mark given by the adults to escape.

This kind of being suffocated by a large group of bastards who are inferior to himself, relying on the numerical advantage and attributes to restrain and run away and find it hard, made up his mind to rush into the palace, snatch everything that the most beautiful woman in the country is not in the place, and then suck blood and kill, and let out a sulk in his heart.

However, just when he had such a thought, and before he could put it into action, a wisp of breath quietly appeared in the range of his exploration.

This breath is very weak, so weak that it is almost impossible to detect, and it is precisely because of this that it makes him feel extraordinarily real, and this breath is very light, not like the previous two times, strong and rich, and it makes people feel deceitful at first glance.

Coupled with the fact that he had just fallen into a trap, and the figures of those damn clerics could still be seen, it was unlikely that another serial trap would come again, and it didn't mean much, so he decided to take another look.

The breath was very close, and it didn't take long for him to arrive, looking at the white-haired and red-eyed figure standing on the windowsill, and thinking about it for a long time, Leonhardt was overjoyed, and had an urge to raise the sky and roar.

But he couldn't help it, after all, the girl was able to escape from his hands silently, and if she had been hiding for so long and had not been discovered, she must have two hands, and she must not startle the snake and let the other party who was finally found escape.

And these days, in order to find this girl, he has tried his best, even the daytime with damn sunshine is struggling to find, and he has never rested at all, coupled with the use of bloodline burning several times and the power of the ancestors just now, his strength has been greatly weakened.

Although relying on the blood mist cloak on his body will not weaken his speed, if he really wants to be carried head-on with this girl with pure blood and good strength, to be honest, he may not be able to beat it.

It's very aggrieved, and it was hard to find that damn girl, but because of the weakening of his strength, he couldn't immediately arrest the other party, and thinking about it makes people feel like they are bleeding inside.

Fortunately, there are two good foods in this place, judging from the smell, the magic in the blood should be very strong, and one of them is still a beautiful virgin who makes people have a great appetite, which really makes people feel happy, as long as they suck their blood, their strength can be restored, and it is not a trivial matter to take down the girl when the time comes.

As soon as he thought of it, Leonhardt cautiously lurked in the corner, and then took advantage of the two foods to focus on the girl, and suddenly struck, a kill, and plunged his claws into the heart of the beautiful virgin with blue-purple hair.

Sucking on the delicious blood of a beautiful virgin full of magical powers, listening to the melodious screams full of panic, sadness and anger, and feeling the strength that slowly recovered, Leonhardt felt that the world was incomparably better.