The snow began to crack, each crack as if it had been cut open by invisible blood light, and the end of the snow seemed to turn into a giant magic ring.

"Let me make sure one last time, isn't Mr. Lodge considering joining our Bloodline?"

On the silver-white snow, the bitter cold wind blew Count Gregory's robe, but the cold seemed to him to be non-existent.

"I really admire you, and your talents should be used by our bloodline."

The cracks began to glow, and a blood-colored mist rose into the sky, sealing the entire snowy area in front of Sigrid and Rankie's eyes, as if tons of magic were about to fall.

His steps were slow and steady, observing Sigrid and Ranchi's expressions.

The little werewolf's breath was tired, and his eyes were full of puzzlement.

And the imperial craftsman beside her was always expressionless, as if he was not affected by any external emotions.

As a mortal body, he has the temperament of a superior who has always been unwavering.

His gaze alone seemed to have rejected all the proposals of Count Gregory.

“…… It's a pity, then, that since you're all enemies of the Bloodline, let's wipe them all out. ”

Count Gregory's voice was tinged with disappointment, and his scarlet eyes, which had become deep and majestic, were like an abyss, which could make people indulge in them endlessly, and gradually lose their souls.

He has lost all patience.

“……”

Sigrid looked up at the tall figure beside her, and she knew in her heart that she couldn't stand up to this Blood Count.

Originally, Ranch would have survived, but because he angered the Earl of the Blood, now even he will be wiped out.

All she could see was the snowflakes around her trembling in the tremor of the force, as if they were resisting unspeakable fear.

The sky was filled with thick dark clouds, which swirled rapidly under the pull of the bloody magic, forming a huge vortex.

In this world, all sounds and colors seem to be swallowed up by the magic of Count Gregory, and only dead silence remains.

Ranch and Sigrid on the ground barely felt their presence, and everything around them became blurry and unclear.

The magical sigil unleashed by Count Gregory seemed to wipe out everything, including their perceptions.

"It's over."

Count Gregory coldly announced that a blood-colored tsunami in the whirlpool had fallen from the sky.

In this moment of life and death, Sigrid was surprisingly calm.

Her eyes reflected the figure of Lanchi, and her purple pupils flashed with tenderness and relief.

She had thought about many ways to die.

But I never thought that when it came to the moment of facing death, I found a reassuring ending like a dream.

She knew that there was no hope, just like in this land of eternal night, where the sun would never appear.

But she grabbed Lanch's hand.

As long as he is next to this person, the gentle country in the dream seems to be half real.

Maybe.

Her lips twitched, but she didn't make a sound.

Time passed in an instant, and a monstrous magic covered their figures.

A shocking loud bang suddenly erupted on the snowfield, and thousands of thunders roared in unison in the air, as if to shake the whole world!

Count Gregory sneered and watched as all the weak were overwhelmed by magic.

A sudden wind swept across the snowfield, heralding the dawn.

The storm dragon's roar began as a small whirlwind, but quickly evolved into a violent hurricane capable of tearing everything apart.

Under this powerful seventh-order wind magic, all the magic laid by Count Gregory was like a fragile piece of paper, easily blown away.

And that's not all.

Ranch covered Seagrid's eyes.

The earth roared, and blood smeared.

His other hand burst with a brilliant orange thunderbolt that reached into the sky.

Is that the destroyer or the destroyer?

In an instant, Gregory could not distinguish his face, which was pale in the light of light and shadow.

Suddenly.

The sun's dazzling light fills the entire snowfield.

The land of eternal night turned into a pure white world of light in an instant, and it was about to burst out of the night sky, coating the entire snow with a layer of rainbow light!

Like a ripple cast by the pure day, a round of light like tomorrow rose in the land of eternal night, and the earth became warm under the blessing of light.

Under this great force, time seems to be reversed, from midnight to noon!

Count Gregory, who was still condescending, held his eyes in agony, as if pierced by a thousand needles, and at the same time was swept into the sky by the wind blown by the roar of the Storm Dragon.

The power of the sun changes the color of the sky, piercing through the clouds.

The wind in the sun gently blows the earth, causing the snowflakes to stagnate in the air, rising and falling at the same time.

And standing at the center of this wind is the god who controls the sun.

His eyes were full of compassion and pity, and at the same time there was a hint of regret, as if announcing the end of the game.

It was a summon that Ranch hadn't used in a long time, and now it was finally shining again.

【Glorious Virtue】

[Category: Summoning Card]

[Grade: Orange Epic]

[Tier: 3]

[Effect: Continuously consumes a large amount of mana, summons a small sun with extreme brightness and non-harm, interferes with the sight of all targets, raises the temperature nearby, gradually increases the glow effect in confined spaces, and gradually weakens the visual glow effect in open terrain. 】

[Remarks: In the early morning, all my songs pierce the clouds and reach the Supreme, mercy and omnipotence, all the saints revere, glory and praise, return to the wonderful body of the sun, put down the golden crown, surround the shore of the crystal sea, thousands of heavenly armies bow down, and praise the true name of our Lord, Lanmen. 】

"No, it can't be!!"

At this moment, Count Gregory preferred to believe that the light that had stabbed him in the eye was only an illusion.

But the truth is, his strength is only a tenth of his strength!

Even the power of the sun seemed to be constantly refracting and increasing on the snow, to give him the terrible punishment of being exposed to the sun at noon.

"The plan of the day lies in the morning, and young people should go to bed early and get up early, adjust their schedules, otherwise the day and night will be reversed all day. I caught a Bloodline who stayed up all night. ”

Ranch sighed as he listened to the heart-rending shouts of Count Gregory, illuminated by the shining virtues, and covered Sigrid's eyes.

He has always felt that there is a big problem with the blood clan, and his work and rest are too poor.

This is not only bad for both physical and mental health, but also can easily cause bad examples and influences on teenagers.

Nearly broke Sigrid.

"......"

Sigrid's voice was hoarse, and she was covered by Ranchi's eyes, and the blinding light made her instinctively close her eyes.

She didn't know what was going on.

But at the moment, she only suspected that she had really fallen into a dream.

Originally.

There really is still the sun under the blood moon.

There is also a sun-like person in a dream.

will give her a glow when she feels that the world has come to an end.

——

Today, I desperately coded more than 10,000 words, begging for everyone's monthly pass! The sunset burned out and turned to ashes!

(End of chapter)