Coming out of the room where the crystal casket was kept, the glamorous vampire smashed down several standing bookshelves in tatters, trying to regenerate them, but at a rate that was not satisfactory.

The reason is obvious, the power in blood was taken away.

Bright red flowers spread out of the passage and into the stacks.

These flowers can drain the power of blood on a large scale, and can be described as the nemesis of vampires. Vampires are responsible for sucking people's blood, and these other flowers are responsible for sucking the blood of vampires, it's such a simple relationship.

As long as she got close to these flowers, she could feel the rapid loss of her power, and even if she wanted to dodge and escape, she was embarrassed to find that the spread speed of these flower fields on the other side was deliberately catalyzed by the sand dunes, which was not reasonable at all.

The old emperor of the night country handed over his life to his lover, and this matter was outside the arrangement of the boundary and the will.

To be precise, the Boundary Belt only wants a good and powerful Surrogate Holster, and it doesn't care who this holster is.

Of course, it originally took a fancy to the Old Emperor of Nightland for various reasons, and it did hope to get the Old Emperor of Nightland like the Sunrise King.

After all, witchcraft is a symbol of the will to be carried out by the boundary, and the wizard as a substitute is naturally the best choice, and the vampire is very powerful, but after all, it is only a witchcraft creation, and the talent is limited......

As a result, perhaps because Merlin had consumed too much of its wisdom, it had not been able to see the Old Emperor of Nightland do the other thing in the light of the momentary inspiration it gave.

The resurrection is not chosen by oneself, but by one's beloved.

Of course, vampires are enough, not the first prize, but the second prize is also very happy.

However, vampires are too easy to deal with for Dune.

The roots of wizard power come from an ethereal thing like a spiritual will, which is difficult to define exactly, even in a shattered world, and the master key of Dune is difficult to penetrate directly into these origins.

If the boundary line wears the leather suit of the old emperor of the night country to fight against the dunes, then the current battle situation is not to mention a direct reversal, and the sand dunes can also estimate that they will fall into the disadvantage if they fight alone.

There are too many methods of wizards, one after another, and they are the old emperors of the night country who have never been seen at all, and they really fight, and I don't know how many master keys it will take to solve them.

Although Wan Yi is not valuable, burning people also has to teach the Fa, and when the time comes, Wan Yi will definitely not let Dune fight alone, but will send other clones to assist, which is definitely more convenient than pinching the master key.

But vampires are different.

Not to mention the root cause, the most direct force is blood, and with such a clear indicator placed there, the master key can be said to be opened with a poke.

Under the influence of various factors, the Boundary Zone was embarrassed to find that the second route, which it had high hopes for, was actually beaten by an outsider of unknown origin and could not find the north.

The vampire quickly left where he was and ran from library to stack, killing motives lurking beneath the flower fields, and vines and centipedes sprang out one after another to entangle and bite her.

Then, accompanied by footsteps, a large number of crazy plants poured out of the passage, rushing towards the vampire in the style of children's animation or funny comics.

The Boundary-Band-Will has no other additional emotions and just continues to silently drive the vampires to fight.

But I found that the vampire's body actually resisted slightly!

She's terrified!

Nor is she a very powerful vampire close to Azura, the older the vampire, the more inhumane she is, and her ambiguous play with humans is enough to show her immaturity as a vampire.

On this occasion, it's not easy for a second-generation vampire to be present, let alone her.

Fear is normal.

Fruits and vegetables are food for humans, and humans are food for vampires.

Now that vampires are beaten by the food of food, the strange mutual restraint has increased.

No matter how much she shredded the plants around her, they would always grow out of the rear and join the encirclement team.

Even after these plants are familiar with the behavior and habits of vampires, they have begun to divide labor and pull hatred, output to keep up, and a series of operations such as the nurse's hanging life have been shown.

From time to time, there is a bombardment of spiral corn, and the weakening of the other side flower is always there.

Even, there is a white radish with legs of unknown significance, which has no combat ability but passes by as if it were brushing its presence in front of a vampire at every turn, and the vampire is drawn by various plants, but the most impressive thing is the round and elastic ass of the wandering and paddling white radish.

The boundary line and the will continue to fill the power, helping her to withdraw her attention from the abstract thing like the white radish's ass and concentrate on supporting.

But as soon as it was paid, it was sucked up by the surrounding flowers.

These things are just crazy!

Red's side is an absolute force suppression, and he has no temper.

And here, the more you fight, the more you feel the emotions of the mortal world through the skin of the vampire, it will inevitably be aggrieved, irritable, crazy, and self-doubt.

The sand dune belatedly came out of the passage, and watched from the back as the entire library was turned upside down by his plants.

The original Dune didn't like to give plants too much spirituality, and he didn't want to pour too much personal emotion into unnecessary combat tools, except for a few cactus dogs.

But Wan Yi Dune changed his mind.

He tried his best to give the right spirituality to the different plants, and he still did not hesitate to pour out his personal feelings.

As for why he basically doesn't care about using it, the reason is very simple-

The spiritual template for the plants is Wan Yi himself.

Although to the dunes, these small plants are much more obedient and cute than those themselves.

As the jelly-like sound passed by, the dunes lowered their heads and stretched out their feet to block the white radish that wanted to pass by them.

"What are you doing?"

The white radish naturally couldn't answer, and although it was blocked by the dune legs, it still walked with its legs open and making a soft and glutinous jelly sound.

Dune sighed softly.

This thing, if you want to talk about what it is for, it is probably useless.

It was the unsalable product he used to market cute plant pets on the Yijia account, after all, it was just a white radish, and there were no conspicuous features.

No, if I really want to say it, it's a small butt that's really round and soft.

It's noticeable when you walk.

It's just a white radish in every way, likes to walk, walks non-stop, and then the butt is eye-catching, and that's probably all there is to it.

What's the matter, when you just released a lot of plants in one go, you also threw them out by the way?

The dune crouches down, grabs its head, helps it turn behind it, and lets go.

The white radish continued to pass towards the chaotic battlefield.

But Dune doesn't worry about it.

It's lucky, it's good at passing by in all kinds of dangerous situations, and then that ass is really noticeable. After many tests, Dune vaguely realized that it didn't seem to be because Wan Yi, who was in charge of the test, was a little abnormal, so he liked to turn his head frequently to look at the butt of a white radish at the moment of life and death.

Even other serious people seem to be attracted to the perfect ass of this white radish.

It's too strong.

The ability to breed this plant is a genius.

Dune thought so.

Thinking about it, he suddenly frowned.

The atmosphere of this world has changed.

Reddish-brown began to impregnate the world.

Someone is in a hurry.

Meanwhile, in the room, Adore was lamenting the corpse of Nerosta, when suddenly, a white hand was placed on his shoulder, causing him to scream and jump away.

But the scare is much more than that.

Because, the person who patted him on the shoulder was still in that crystal coffin before.

The man in the crystal coffin got up, patted him on the shoulder, and was looking at him with a smile.

Hell!

(End of chapter)