Arrows whizzed in from afar, unbelievably fast.

Whoosh –

It was like a bolt of lightning streaked across the night sky, its light dazzling, and the sharp arrows pierced the resistance of the air with a sharp 'whoosh' sound.

Gangaro Emilio's chest became the merciless target of the arrow, and his eyes widened at the sudden arrow, and he instantly showed anger and disbelief.

Heart-piercing arrows, which are the weakness of [Twilight's] wielder, and the enemy is clearly aware of his weakness, so they have been waiting for an opportunity to launch a sneak attack.

Moreover, the Heart-piercing arrow shot at himself was specially crafted, and this arrow exuded a mysterious and ancient aura, and every inch of space was covered in runes.

Edward Cullen, behind Gangaro Emilio, spread his batwing in an attempt to stop the arrow.

Whoa—

The arrows of the arrows pierced the bat's wings with a sharp piercing sound.

The arrows of the arrows are made of a hard material that glows with a cold light. It took on a slender and sharp shape, like a deadly blade, and he easily pierced through Edward Cullen's batwings.

The rune lines on the black shaft were crisscrossed with faint light, and when the light flickered, Edward Cullen's batwing was pierced like papier-mâché.

And it was precisely because of the short time that [Edward Cullen] bought with his bat wings that Gangaro found a chance to counterattack, and he took advantage of the brief pause of the arrow to raise his hand and slash at the arrow of the arrow, causing it to deflect.

Knock –

The Heartpiercing Arrow limped limply on the ground.

The series of actions just now happened in an instant, and at this time, Nosferatu Elias had already reacted that there must be an accomplice of the Heavenly Angel hidden around.

"Elias, cover me, the other party's target is me." Gangaro, who had survived the catastrophe, said to Nosferatu with a frightened expression.

"Understand, don't act too recklessly, the bloodline troops have already sensed that something is wrong and started to defend themselves."

Nosferatu held the Night Hunter tightly, the black film on the surface of the Soul Helsinkamen behind him began to turn red, and blood-colored chains looked around.

[Chains of Blood: Prison Blockade]

"Hmph, these guys must have a psychic [Juggernaut], otherwise [Edward Cullen]'s [psychic perception] wouldn't have reacted at all."

Gangaro glanced at the Heartpiercing Arrow on the ground, and then he let out a sneer, his hands clenching the hilt of his sword, the blade pointing forward, the blade parallel to the ground or slightly tilted.

"But the other party didn't kill me the first time, so there is no second chance-"

Gangaro's eyes froze, and then he said in a deep voice:

"Sword, please suck my blood to your heart's content!"

[Twilight]'s brambles wrapped around the vampire's entire body like a creeper, blood-colored rose tattoos blooming on the skin, each petal coming to life, and the roses were full and vibrant, exuding a crimson blood-like sheen.

[Twilight: Liberated!] ]

[Twilight]'s blade began to take on a deep dark purple, and then it gradually became transparent from its roots, as if blending into the surrounding shadows.

In the sunlight, the blade glows with a faint purple light, like a star shining in the night.

The blood energy on Gangaro's body began to burn wildly, and Nosferatu, who saw this scene on the side, knew that Gangaro was really angry, and the other party's form burned core blood energy, which was not the kind of ordinary blood energy that could be replenished by absorbing creatures at ordinary times, and the core blood energy was the bloodline promotion channel of vampires.

According to the concentration ratio of core blood energy, the blood clan is divided into five bloodline species from top to bottom.

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[Blood of the True Ancestors]: A unique bloodline with mythological and miraculous overtones, the exact record is unknown.

[Genesis Blood]: This is the highest level of vampire bloodline and blood purity, representing the creator or source of the vampire. They are considered to be the most powerful and oldest vampires, possessing unrivalled strength and knowledge, and the vampires of [Genesis Blood] are often seen as the rulers and leaders of the vampire community - that is, the [Duke] of the Blood hierarchy and the prince of the inner ring.

[King's Blood]: King's Blood is the bloodline level and blood purity of the Genesis Blood, representing the vampire family with a higher bloodline purity. These vampires usually possess great strength and special abilities, and are regarded as noble and revered beings by other vampires - [Marquis/Earls] in the Bloodline hierarchy.

[Ancient Blood]: Ancient Blood refers to a family of vampires with a long history. Although their strength and status are not as high as those of the noble bloodline vampires, they still possess considerable strength and knowledge. Vampires of the ancient bloodline usually play an important role in the vampire community - [Count/Viscount].

[New Blood]: New Blood refers to individuals who have just become vampires. They are relatively weak in strength and bloodline, and need to go through a period of growth and learning before they can develop more powerful abilities. Vampires of the New Blood Bloodline are often at the bottom of the vampire community and need to constantly strive to improve their status in the vampire hierarchy - [Baron/Blood Knight].

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The number of each bloodline species conforms to a certain recipe, which scholars call [Relative Concentration of Bloodlines], for example, there will always be only thirteen owners of [Genesis Blood].

The transcendent system of the blood clan is a typical transcendent ancient law system, the transcendent class has poor mobility, and the transcendent operating resources are monopolized by the [Thirteen Clans], and it is purely blood-only.

In modern times, the blood clan has been completely copied into the newly established pseudo-genealogy network according to this ancient hierarchy through the [Financial Street], and the so-called change of the blood clan seems to the outside world to be a new bottle for an old bottle, which is ridiculous.

At this moment, while Gangaro did not hesitate to burn his core blood to stimulate [Twilight]'s potential, the [Edward Cullen] behind him was also wrapped in a pair of black armor at this time, and the batwing behind him became more and more large.

"Stupid minion, where is your guts?"

Gangaro shouted a shout, but as he expected, no one responded.

"Since you don't want to take the initiative to come out, then let me find you out myself."

Boom –

[Edward Cullen] opened its huge bat wings, and the ultrasound waves beyond the range of human hearing began to expand outward, and the terrifying source of psychic pollution began to spread outward.

[Ultrasonic Tweet: Psychic Blast!] ]

Click-

The sound of mirrors shattering, and a Juggernaut avatar appeared on the ruins of a collapsed sculpture in a square.

It was a humanoid avatar, its entire body with a mirror-like reflective surface, and its body was transparent, as if it were made of glass or crystal. The head of the avatar is decorated with decorations resembling the poet's laurel wreath, and there is a circular mirror in the center of the body.

A little boy with a fox tail, messy black hair on the top of his head, and fox ears standing up on his head was looking at the tattooed vampire in front of him with a gloomy expression.

"If you can't beat it, you can transform, this kind of bridge is what I hate the most." Turce couldn't help but complain.

At the same time, he stretched out his right hand and pulled out a [Spellcasting Staff] from his sweatshirt pocket, and the [Juggernaut Avatar Venamoning] behind him began to cast the Mirror Power.

"It turned out to be a lowly pseudo-person, and he was still a malnourished little child." Gangaro sneered at Kitsune Shota in front of him.

"Ignorant junior, when I was out on my travels to the Terra Nations, you were still listening to the old vampire tell you about the glory of the past."

Turce laughed and cursed back.

"Oh, I've read your collection of stories, "Tears of the Blood Angels", tsk, the great Blood Warriors defeated the evil Abyss Angels, and the person who wrote this book is really talented."

There was a sarcastic expression on Turce's immature and white face, and I don't know if he was like this, or if he had learned it from some golden retriever.

"Damn the crumbs!"

In his fully liberated state, Gangaro rushed towards Tours with [Twilight] in his hand, and [Edward Cullen] behind him spread his batwings and launched a bloodthirsty attack; Turce raised the [Spellcasting Staff] in his hand and chanted quickly in a low voice, as the huge flame serpent surrounded him, and the [Juggernaut Avatar Venamoning] behind him rushed towards [Edward Cullen].

Peng –

[Juggernaut Incarnate Venamoning] VS [Soul Edward Cullen]

Two ferocious projections fought in the sky, while Tours underground followed the ancient method, chanting incantations over and over again, casting fire thaumaturgy through a special byte frequency distortion ARad field, and Gangaro holding [Twilight] to cut off the flaming serpents.

As for Nosferatu on the other side, he was a little unlucky at this time, because the steel behemoth in front of him that was entangled by the bloodline troops and the [Short Sword Type I] specially drew two cannons and bombarded this side, and the bloodline troops who were supposed to come to support were also continuously cut down in the air by the blonde youth holding the blood-colored blade and silver long sword.

The blond-haired, golden-eyed young man of steel and artillery didn't seem to be an angel of heaven, he was more like a true champion of the blood gods.

The golden figure is like a fierce beast on an ancient battlefield, shuttling freely through the battlefield filled with gunpowder, dodging the attack of artillery fire.

Like a bolt of lightning piercing the dark night sky.

Steel whizzed past the blonde youth, flashes of light between the swings of his weapons, the roar of artillery accompanying his advance, and his feet dripping from the smoky battleship, dripping red liquid from his blades.

The blood-stained face was too calm, and the indifference revealed by those golden eyes made people fall into the abyss, and whenever Nosferatu casually looked at that figure, his hairs always began to stand on end out of instinct, and his consciousness trembled.

It was like encountering a natural enemy.

Boom –

The roar of the cannon interrupted Nosferatu's contemplation, and he subconsciously looked at the sky, where the last two days [Gladius I] body also fell from the sky, and the huge steel behemoth rushed towards this direction with impunity again.

Rumble! Rumble! Rumble!

Phew-

The tinnitus was like a thousand horses galloping by, like the scream of a blade tearing through the air; It penetrates the eardrum, wraps around the ear, and cannot be shaken off.

"It's... [Shock Mother] Weapon...

Nosferatu was in a trance for a moment, and then he suddenly realized that something was wrong, and he turned his head and shouted at the ruins of the square in front of him:

"Gangero !!"

On the ruins of the square.

[Edward Cullen] tore [Venamoning], and Gungro, holding [Twilight], cut off the Flame Flurry, kicked Tours over, and condescendingly sent the sword into the body of the foxtail Shota.

The imaginary wail of pain did not appear, and the other party's body did not shed a single drop of blood, and the face of Kitsuno Shota, who had been pierced through the abdomen by the long sword, showed a sly smile of triumph.

"Fool, haven't you considered that my size is suitable for archery?"

Gangero's pupils shrank sharply, and just as he was about to draw his sword and get up, the surface of Tours' body began to glow with pure and transparent brilliance, like crystal clear ice cubes glittering glass in the sun, and the torn [Venamoning] in the sky also turned into more than ten doppelgangers, hugging [Edward Cullen].

[Mirrored Glass!] ]

[Mirror Clone: Domination Differentiation!] ]

"One week, hands-on !!" Turned, Turce hugged Gangaro tightly.

"You !!"

Click-

On the other side of the plaza, on the collapsed office building of the shopping street, the [mirror projection] used to refract light and shield perception shattered, and the week of drawing the bow appeared in front of everyone, and he released his right hand that was full of bowstrings.

Phew-

The spinning arrow shot at Gangero Emilio, who tried to dodge, but Turs, who was clinging to him, wouldn't allow him to do so.

Nosferatu grabbed the Night Hunter and rushed frantically in the direction of Gangaro under the fire, but a Juggernaut avatar in a black robe, with a wide black hat and a silver rapier held it, blocked him.

[Wall of Shadows]+[Shadow Binding]+[Shadow Pills]

[Juggernaut Incarnate Zorro] launched a ferocious attack, and Nosferatu was stopped.

It's too late·······

Nosferatu thought desperately.

Click-

As Nosferatu had expected, the black arrow pierced Gangero Emilio's skin, muscles, and bones in an instant, mercilessly piercing his chest.

A tearing sound was accompanied by the penetration of arrows, and blood gushed out, forming a gorgeous and terrifying fountain, and bright red blood splashed in the air, spilling on the surrounding ground and people's bodies, instantly dyeing a piece of red.

The man took a few steps backwards, pressing one hand tightly on his chest, trying to stop the blood drain.

However, the damage caused by the arrows was beyond his control. The pain struck his heart like a fire, his body trembling, and his face twisted with pain; The pain was so severe that he could not breathe, and every breath brought unbearable suffering; He wanted to shout loudly, but all he could do was let out a terrible roar, his voice muffled by pain, unable to convey the despair and fear in his heart.

The wound caused by the arrow penetrated deep into the chest, and blood gushed out of the wound, forming a terrifying picture.

Bright red blood gradually stained his robe, forming a bright bloodstain, his breathing became more and more rapid, and the strength of his body began to drain rapidly.

The smell of blood fills the air, and a suffocating feeling envelops the scene. Everyone can feel the fragility and impermanence of life, and this moment seems to push them to the brink of death.

Click, click

The sword named [Twilight] suddenly cracks.

Nosferatu's body began to sag, he was unsteady on his feet, and he fell to his knees.

His eyes gradually lost focus, and the light of life gradually dimmed.

Eventually, he fell to the ground weakly, and the flame of life was extinguished in his eyes.

The wound from the arrow's piercing chest was still oozing blood, and blood flowed out inexorably, forming a pool of bright red, intertwined with the surrounding dust and broken debris.

There was a moment of silence on the battlefield.

The blonde eyes that stood on the steel behemoth lifted a handsome face stained with blood-stained liquid, and he looked at the sky, raised his sword high, and laughed out loud.

"Hahahaha-"

This smile, so unbridled, is full of supreme pleasure.

All the enemies, at this moment, feel the chill from the bone marrow.

(End of chapter)