To the east of the Sanctuary of Lakstark, a little-known depression next to an ice-free lake, has now been reduced to a shattered battlefield.

The frenzied Ice Warrior smashed the ice coffin behind him without warning, killed the unsuspecting Frostguard Witch Lucine with a halberd, and fought with another Ice Warrior with an ominous blood light burning all around him, and the scene of the battle was earth-shattering, and the sound directly spread more than ten miles away.

After a whole day of fighting, the out-of-control Ice Warrior finally took the opportunity to take the lead and cut off the head of another Ice Warrior, and he fell to his knees on the ground with all his oil, and lost his life after a while.

A pool of flowing dark blood flowed out of the corpse of the out-of-control ice warrior, and with a little difficulty, it 'flowed' through the uneven winding battlefield, and quickly evaporated and concentrated over time, and it took half a day to successfully approach the witch's broken corpse.

The blood began to erode the flesh and grow again, reshaping into a five or six-year-old childlike body, the infancy of the second-generation Draculas.

Draculas looked around at the battle he had sparked with a solemn expression, and he was extremely glad that he had broken through the limit at the most dangerous time and found a way to abandon his body and completely transform it into blood energy, otherwise, he would not have been able to affect the Ice Warrior through the ice coffin, let alone take this opportunity to escape.

The seemingly invincible Ice Warrior is not really invincible, and the transformed body is enough to resist the attacks of swords, guns and magic, but it is unable to resist the silent erosion of moisturizing things.

"Am I really a genius?"

Sealed by two Ice Warriors and a Frostguard Witch to survive, the corners of Draculas's mouth became more and more presumptuous, and finally he couldn't hold back the joy in his heart, and laughed.

If he offered such a powerful blood secret method to the first generation of True Ancestor Angelina, maybe he could really gain the favor of the Blood King and become the first generation of True Ancestor like Angelina and others, and even find the opportunity to be related to those beautiful blood descendants.

As his power grows stronger, perhaps in the near future, he will be blessed by the blood god Vladimir to replace the incompetent blood king Brond Darkwell as the supreme lord of all bloods, creating a truly feared blood dynasty.

It's just that the laughter and fantasy didn't last long, and a fierce figure appeared in front of Draculas, judging from the source of power, it was a descendant of pure blood bestowed by the True Ancestor,

Draculas instantly recognized that the man in front of him, wearing only a battle dress and holding a Noxian black iron spear, was from the Rahogi tribe, and was a tribal champion warrior named Zaka Anyas, a subordinate he had personally selected and cultivated with his heart.

Staring at the inferior bloodline at his disposal in front of him, Draculas's face was as cold as frost, just because Zaka Anyas didn't find this place to help him get out of trouble,

Always aiming your spear at your own is enough to say that the attitude of the person who came.

"Zaka'anyas, you are just a slave, you dare to use your weapon against such a noble me, do you want to rebel?"

"Draculas, I have never surrendered to you, and you do not deserve my allegiance."

Even if the child in front of him turned to ashes, Zaka Anyas could recognize it.

Thinking back to Aniah's pale and cold corpse, and recalling the tribesmen who were willing to die for their own survival and strength, Zaka Anyas's expression remained calm, without blood or tears.

After this war, he has become the last survivor of the Rahogi tribe, he does not resent the Freljord warriors who had to kill their tribe for defending the sanctuary, he only hates the invaders who broke the peaceful life of the tribe, hates the demon in front of him who pushed the entire Rahogi tribe into the fire pit, and he can't wait to turn his body and kill these blood-sucking mongrels one by one on the battlefield.

He struggled desperately to grow until today, after a meaningless war, the clansmen died in battle, all the efforts, all the sacrifices were meaningless, and now there is only one thought that supports him to go on,

Follow the blood connection that looms in your body to find and kill your titular master and complete his last obsession.

He succeeded, and having survived the battlefield, he found his long-cherished enemy in the most unexpected places.

Draculas's breath is weak, and at this moment, it is the best time that God has given him.

"It's really a barbarian mongrel who doesn't know how to be grateful and doesn't know good or bad, it seems that my vision for picking dogs is not very mature, and I actually raised a white-eyed wolf."

Zaca Ayas had already been sentenced to death in his heart, and in the face of a doomed mistake, Draculas no longer resented being betrayed by his men, and now all he had to do was to clear up the mistake.

An undisguised sneer appeared on the cute little boy's face.

"I don't know you yet, your little slave girl Annia kept calling your name when I was playing with me, tsk, that's a pretty Northland bitch,

Do you know why I'm playing her to death instead of keeping her to play slowly? Because she conceived your flesh and blood, when I commanded her to put to death the lowly seed you left behind, she chose to disobey my command, and because of this she must die, and I will not allow my slave to love others more than I love. ”

Zaca'anyas's expression began to waver, and the man looked at Draculas in disbelief to see the meaning of the lie, and his body began to tremble with anger.

Noticing Zaka'anyas' change in attitude, Draculas smiled more 'innocently' and said in a childlike voice.

"I think you should also understand that the reason why Aniya chose to betray you is to keep your slut, when I found your tent, that slut refused to obey, and even wanted to kill herself with a bone knife, but I just told the secret in her stomach, and she immediately turned into a slut and crawled in front of me, wagging and tailing, begging, and pitiful ......"

"Draculas !!"

Draculas's words were like a knife piercing the soul, cutting Zaca Ayas's torn heart to pieces,

Bleeding and tearful, Zaca'anyas went mad, collapsed, and completely lost his mind, and the man mobilized the blood of his whole body to strengthen himself at all costs, and killed Draculas with a steel spear, turning into a bloodthirsty beast.

Watching Zakaanyas rush towards him in no order, Draculas smiled disdainfully, Zakaanyas was not afraid to remain sane, let alone become a mad dog.

With so many grievances in the world, how many can be settled?

The fact is that the gap between him and Zaka'anyas cannot be eliminated through hard work, even if Zaka'anyas riskes his life to fight, he can't keep up with his progress speed, and is destined to be played by him for the rest of his life.

Of course, if you are reincarnated and have a good baby, you may be able to compare.

"I really think highly of you, a waste of breathlessness, to waste this last chance for revenge."

After teasing Zaka'anyas for a while, Draculas boredly drained most of Zaka'anyas' blood and allowed his body to return to his youth.

Specifically to give Zaca Ayas a breath, Draculas smiled and leaned down, whispering to the barbarian warrior who refused to look at him.

"You can't even keep your own women and children, what a barbarian warrior, you're just an incompetent coward......"

The old Zaca'anyas's eyes widened, and he died.

Moving his muscles, Draculas stomped on Zaca Anyas's head, and he only felt that there was endless power in his body, and the mysterious path of blood was waiting for him to explore one by one.

"The current strength may be able to catch up with Angelina, but I don't know why the Blood King's army hasn't pushed over yet, and it stands to reason that it should also break through the Lakstar Sanctuary...... Who are you? ”

A cold aura that froze through his heart suddenly came from all directions, Draculas looked behind him, a beautiful silver-haired witch didn't know when she stood ten meters behind her, the witch first glanced at the two dead ice warriors and the remains of the witch who turned into filth, and her ice blue eyes were coldly fixed on herself, and she couldn't see half of her emotions.

Draculas's first reaction was amazing, the woman in front of her was extremely beautiful, her appearance was still second to her temperament, and her unique temperament like ice could not be described in words, she was an ice beauty in the absolute sense.

Draculas frowned, guessing that it was because of the battle between himself and Zaca Anyas that attracted the Frostguard Witch, and he couldn't help but curse bad luck, secretly hating that he would not be at ease if he died.

"Miss Witch, I think you have also seen the Ice Warrior and the remains of this witch, believe me, you will definitely not be my opponent, don't see me now, I will let you go, how about we go our separate ways?"

Quietly sweeping the witch's bumpy body twice, the itchy Draculas decided to keep this beautiful woman even more beautiful than Angelina and Trina, as for whether his new slave girl would be favored by the Blood King...... If you really take a fancy to the Blood King, you will definitely reward yourself, right? No matter how you say it, you are the king of a country, and you can't take advantage of yourself in vain?

"You are...... Draculas. ”

The witch's voice was equally beautiful, and Draculas was even more sure that he wanted the ice beauty - at all costs.

"I didn't expect the beautiful witch lady to recognize me, please allow me to ......"

Before he finished speaking, Draculas was shocked to find that his body began to freeze, and the ice crystals on his body were far from being comparable to ordinary ice elements, not only the limbs were stiff and numb, but even the boiling blood energy was also blocked by this supreme ice.

In the blink of an eye, Draculas turned into a humanoid ice sculpture, and even his soul was frozen in the ice, completely losing consciousness and thought.

The person who came was naturally the great witch of the Frostguard clan, Loxani.

Not caring that she had found the escaped Blood captive by chance, Roxani focused on her mutated power, and glanced blankly at her white hands, Roxani was also a little surprised by the terrifying power that suddenly appeared in her body.

A few steps forward to the humanoid ice sculpture, Loxani carefully observed the perfect ice crystals that froze the fugitive, and came to an incredible conclusion.

The elements condensed by her ice magic were not ice elements, but the aura she emitted was like ice.

But the question is, how is it possible for a mortal to produce Zhen Ice by unleashing magic? This is the power of the frost god Anivia, and even the Frost Witch can only obtain the Frost Ice by imprisoning the Snowman, and most of the Ice is used to seal the Void Watcher below the Wailing Abyss.

Could it be related to that man?

Loxani couldn't help but think of Lester who went to the spirit world to save him when he was dying.

Although it is in the spiritual world, the physical and spiritual feelings are not inferior to the physical body, and most of the things that should be done and should not be done have been done, and she also knows that when enjoying the flowers, she can't just smell the petals, but also have to suck the stamens and rhizomes to experience the happiness of the little bees.

In this way, I am afraid that it is the power to save myself that has caused some kind of abnormality in my body, so that I have obtained the power of Zhenxi.

But then again, there are so many witches who have a relationship with that man, why did there be an accident on his side?

With a stomach full of questions, Loxani patted the humanoid ice sculpture, and the ice sculpture shattered into ice crystals in an instant, and then quickly disappeared.

Even the souls of the bloodborns who were frozen were crushed by the ice that was soft on the outside and strong on the inside, and the dead could no longer die, obviously there was still some gap between the bloodlines and the Void Watchers.

"I'd better tell Lester about this, maybe he'll know something, and until I'm sure I'm going to know something, I'll have to hide my abilities so as not to cause the Frost Witch to be jealous......"

As a watcher serving the Frost Witch, Loxani is well aware of Elisandro's nature, and when she learns the truth, she will be locked up for various research, and in the process of research, she will act as a humanoid ice maker.

Having made up her mind to stay away from Lisandro, Roxani tried to recast the spell, and under the deliberate suppression, her ice magic finally returned to its original state, and it was no longer the terrible Zhen Ice.

Before leaving, Roxani marked the place where the Ice Warrior and the witch Lucien died, so that she could send the witch to dispose of the remains.

Rushing back to the Sanctuary of Lakstark, Loxani found Lester in Leicester's residence, who was pestered by two little girls, Ash and Sejuani, to tell the story, and with just one look, Ash and Sejuani shivered and fled, leaving room for the two of them.

Witnessing the crime of bullying the little girl, Lester amusedly handed a cup of hot tea to Loxani, and watched the cold witch take a sip of the teacup with a red face, as if she was scalded by the hot tea and stuck out her tongue, which was really cute.

"You didn't come to me to hear stories, did you? I've got some stories here that aren't suitable for kids...... Just right for you, the 'big' witch. ”

"I don't want to listen to it, I said that I would accompany me to enjoy the flowers, and the ice kite bushes turned out to be good, and I knew ...... You know how to toss me blindly...... I'm not a flower...... That, actually, I came to you to discuss something with you, can you help me take a look? ”

Loxani opened her empty palms, and a chill emerged, condensing a thumb-sized cube of ice.

Lester took the dark blue ice cube, and his relaxed expression changed slightly.

"Xiaoni, you didn't tell anyone about this, did you?"

(End of chapter)