Ten minutes ago.

Blood Rose still had a group of henchmen watching the monitoring screens turn black one by one, and their hearts suddenly sank to the bottom.

Blood Rose's temperament is cold and feminine, her eyes are deep and blue, but there is always a lingering indifference between her eyebrows.

Milky white and smooth skin with a hint of sickly pale, a burgundy bow ribbon in front of a ruffled white shirt, and a black corset that tightened the green waist very gracefully.

The tulle tuft skirt in black and gold accents is decorated with intricate lace figures, and the Blood Rose does not look clumsy despite wearing the dress.

The skirt is also paired with a burgundy skirt, black silk stockings and small leather boots.

Blood Rose is a person who loves beauty extremely much, and even in this case, she is not willing to lose her elegance.

However, the graceful Blood Rose had an unnatural hint of anger on her face at this moment.

She looked at the demoralized Blood Clan guards next to her, trying to control her anger.

It was only when she was facing a real crisis that she realized how much wine and rice bags her people had.

In fact, she already knew what her men were doing behind her back, and many times the accounts were not right at all, in a previous small-scale battle, someone nominally took two bases of ammunition, but in fact there were five bases of ammunition missing from the inventory.

What's even more outrageous is that these people are still shouting all day long that this is not enough, and that is not enough, let Blood Rose go to Duke Bolton to allocate supplies, Bloodrose is not that he doesn't want to care, but Duke Bolton said that everyone will turn a blind eye when it is not a war, and it will be enough to squeeze the human race anyway.

She lifted the back of her hand and wiped the corners of her mouth.

Quietly control the fangs to slowly shrink to their normal state.

Bloodrose wants blood, no matter whose blood it is, it doesn't matter if it's the same kind, but not right now.

She suppressed the desire in her heart, raised her head, and glanced at Arthur, a thin middle-aged man next to her, and she asked, "Arthur, how is the situation outside?" ”

The middle-aged man named Arthur held two narrow machetes with deep blood grooves in his hands, his ears moved slightly, then he shook his head, frowned and said: "Lord Blood Rose, you better leave quickly, the people of the Terran Resistance Army have infiltrated from the inside, you go through the dark passage first, and I will cut it off." ”

"Hmm." Blood Rose nodded.

Although this Arthur is strong and has excellent martial arts, he is only a blood slave.

After all, a blood slave is just a blood slave, and there is an insurmountable gap between him and his master, which is a consumable item that can be discarded at will.

Although the other henchmen of Bloodrose are wine bags and rice bags, they are all real nobles, and they are abandoned casually during the war, and she will definitely be punished by the Duke of Bolton when she returns.

Soon, Blood Rose opened a secret door and walked in first.

The blood clan is immortal, not immortal.

The first thing these bloodlines do when they arrive at a place is to build secret doors and secret escape routes, even if this is their own territory.

......

The pool of blood reflected a rebellious face, his eyebrows hanging upside down like a blade, holding a long black knife, and his fingers were full of blood.

A bloody head had a large hole pierced through it, and his chest cavity had been torn open by a long knife, and he died a horrible death.

He Wuji slowly exhaled a breath, blood flowed through the mottled armor and dripped down his skirt, he looked at the people behind him, and said loudly: "This is our chance to make contributions, this is our chance for the human race to stand up again!" ”

As he spoke, he looked at everyone coldly, "When the battle is over, I will personally add officials to you and pay homage to the marquis." ”

"General He, don't worry, we will do our best."

"Then rush forward for me, don't give me no work."

He Wuji led the Terran Resistance all the way to the hinterland of the Bloodline camp.

The power of the enlightened beast on his body worked all over his body, and then poured into the black knife in his hand.

Starting from the fingers where He Wuji held the hilt, the scorching lines that were as simple and majestic as blood vessels began to spread.

He placed his sword horizontally in front of him, like a Yama from hell, leading the Terran resistance towards the Bloodborn.

In an instant, the dozens of bloodies that rushed up were cut off by He Wuji.

Blood red and milky white splattered out in all directions.

He Wuji's eyes were scarlet as blood, and he held a long black knife and said, "Don't let go of Blood Rose, our purpose is to kill her!" ”

The guns in the hands of the resistance roared, the bullets splattered the walls with ferocious debris and many of the Bloodies died in despair as they were pierced through their bodies with long knives.

After a few minutes of firefighting, the entire camp of the Bloodlines seemed to be quiet, and there was no longer resistance.

The Terran Resistance threw several grenades in succession, and there was nothing but the sound of explosions, and there was a dead silence.

After a few temptations, He Wuji led someone to push the explosion-proof shield and cautiously approached the gate.

However, after entering, He Wuji found that it was empty, and Blood Rose had already absconded with people from the tunnel that had been prepared before.

His eyes moved slightly, and then he said, "Chase!" ”

The experience of the first half of his life made He Wuji not believe that there was peace with years of quietness, and peace was always made.

If you want true peace, kill all the enemies, just like on the battlefield, and kill the enemies and you will be safe.

Peace is always on the edge of the sword.

......

In the depths of the tunnel, Chen Mo was confronting Arthur, the Blood Rose's personal guard.

[Name: The Giant Hand of Force]

[Grade: C]

[Type: Skill]

[Introduction: Integrate great power into your hands, so that your hands have great strength, and at the same time, they can ignore fire and cold, and are as hard as steel.] 】

[Note: Don't use the giant hand to hit the, the consequences are very serious]

The entire palm of the thin man's hand had turned metallic, but it was not as bulky as a mechanical prosthetic, and it was as flexible as usual.

Chen Mo narrowed his eyes slightly, this opponent is not easy to deal with!

Originally, Chen Mo had just come to this copy similar to the medieval background, and he was still wondering if he could rely on technology to defeat magic and change the world?

As for you asking him if he knows how to climb the tech tree?

Hehe, this Chen Mo really knows a little.

After watching "The Master of Mystery" before, he was thinking, what if he also traveled to an era of potion steam?

So a long time ago, Chen Mo taught himself "The Principle of Steam Engine", "Black Powder Formula", "Capital" and so on.

After learning these books, you can let me be serious about science and technology, and you can let me go up and down in the business world.

He even specially collected what to do when traveling to various eras and made a manual, and posted it on the post bar to get himself an eye-catching title.

[Learning this, my mother no longer has to worry about me crossing over.] 】

Then he was slapped in the face by netizens, and there was a comment that replied to him like this.

I'm thinking about these things of yours, as long as you learn a small part of this, you don't have to cross over, and you can reach the top of your life now.

I have to say that what that netizen said is very reasonable.

Moreover, after coming to this world and generally observing the combat power of this world, Chen Mo found that his little caution was completely useless.