After some joy in his heart, Butian gathered his mind. Now is not the time for him to rejoice, after all, the threat from Count Warren has not yet been resolved, and if he is not careful, he may be able to give up his life.

After a little groaning, Bu Tian allocated the remaining 10 free attribute points to agility and physique. Agility is assigned 6 points, and Constitution is assigned 4 points.

Focusing on allocating the remaining attribute points to agility and physique is also a decision made after some careful consideration by Butian.

Immediately there was a fierce battle, and in this battle he did not seek to kill the enemy, but only to protect himself and flee.

That said, the power value linked to attack power does not seem to be so important in the next battle.

The level of sensitivity represents the speed of oneself and the strength of one's physique, which corresponds to one's own ability to resist fighting and vitality. These two attributes have been improved, which will make Butian's hope of survival in the next fierce battle also improve a lot.

Glancing at the attribute bar again, Bu Tian nodded with satisfaction.

"Character: Butian.Race: Vampire.Faction: Darkness.

Strength: 35 (27+8).Sensitivity: 43 (37+6).Constitution: 38 (33+5).Spirit: 16.Energy: 100/100.

Class: None.Faith: None.Level: Level 3.Experience Points:0/8000.Physical Condition:Normal 100%.

Racial Talent (Active): Level 1 Baron Bloodline Transformation Talent Effect: Increases the whole body attribute by 20%, triggers the Bloodthirsty Fangs, and enters the Bloodthirsty state, which consumes 5 energy points for two minutes. Cooldown: 120 minutes. ”

"Boy, now that everyone has been killed, shouldn't you give me an answer?" Seeing that Bu Tianxia had been standing in place and silent, Count Warren was a little impatient, and immediately frowned and said gloomily.

Slightly stunned, Bu Tian immediately reacted, turned his head to look at Count Warren, and chuckled: "Don't worry." I'm not going to break my word and get fat, since I've already killed people, and now I can't resist, I still know what to choose in order to save my life. ”

For Butian's seemingly high-sounding words, Earl Warren would not be gullible, he knew that this kid was difficult, how could he believe that the other party was waiting to be killed. However, on the face, Earl Warren still bowed his head and said: "Those who know the times are handsome, and I don't want you to do something stupid." Now, you'd better establish a blood pact for me first. ”

After saying this, Count Warren looked at Butian with burning eyes, took out the blood contract from his arms, and handed it over: "I want to see what else this kid can play." ”

With the overwhelming strength of their side, Count Warren believed that no matter how Butian resisted, the result would be useless, and in the end he could only obediently accept his fate.

He wants to make the other party desperate, only those who are desperate will rush to the doctor in a hurry, and when the time comes, even if the blood contract is poison, he will eat it first to fill his stomach.

Slowly taking over the blood contract, Bu Tian's thoughts were turning in his heart at this time: "Establish a contract, that is impossible, in this way, the way to be a little safe is"

"Boy, let me warn you. In order to successfully establish a blood contract, you must willingly drip a drop of blood on the contract. If you have even the slightest reluctance in your heart, the blood contract will fail, and I only have this last one. I don't need to say much about the consequences of failure, right?"

Bu Tian had just had a thought in his heart, and Count Warren's unpredictable words rang in his ears, and the five Pharaoh Protectors who had been watching from the sidelines also cooperated with a malicious smile, looking like a loyal dog who wanted to share his master's worries.

"Then I'm going to drip blood?" Looking at Count Warren, who was only a few steps away from him, Bu Tian asked a little tentatively.

Count Warren snorted, so that he could look at Butian for a long time, and raised his head with a smile, signaling that he could drip blood.

Looking at Count Warren's smile, Bu Tian's heart was depressed for no reason, he felt that something was wrong, but he couldn't think of anything wrong.

Glancing at everyone quietly again, from where they stood, the old man in gray, who was closest to Count Warren, was also a full five paces away. Bu Tian breathed a sigh of relief, and immediately raised the sword in his hand and cut a hole in his finger.

In the blink of an eye, blood flowed from the wound. With the Butian Horizontal Sword in his hand, he shook the Blood Contract slightly, and with a bang, the entire scroll was completely spread out.

The surface of the unfolded scroll of blood was purple-red, and it was painted with various mysterious runes shaped like tadpoles, each of which shimmered with blue light, which was extremely mysterious.

In the middle of the scroll, there is a strange stone altar engraved in the shape of a formation, and around the stone altar is a blood-colored statue, the statue has a hideous face, like pain, like anger, making the picture look eerie.

"Where is this drop of blood going to drop? Just drop it on the scroll?" Bu Tian looked at the scroll for a while, and then looked at Count Warren with a puzzled expression, as if he was really preparing to establish a contract.

This made Count Warren slightly stunned, he glanced at Bu Tian strangely, as if he didn't believe that the other party would be so light-hearted, but in the end he still said lightly: "You can drop your blood on the formation in the contract." ”

After speaking, Count Warren paused, and then said with some unease: "I advise you not to joke with your life, if you really plan to establish a contract, you have to drip blood willingly."

If I don't want to drip blood by force, then the contract will be broken, and when the time comes, I will be reluctant to kill you, and I will have to kill you. ”

"Yes, how can you be unwilling? Compared to your own life, there is no big deal about establishing a contract. Butian looked indifferent, quite open.

His expression fell in the eyes of several Dharma Protectors, but it made these people all look at each other.

Good guy, I've seen someone who is afraid of death, but I've never seen someone who is so spineless and afraid of death, and he didn't resist at all, he just became soft.

"Hmph, I hope so. Count Warren snorted softly and narrowed his eyes.

Bu Tian smiled, and did not argue, but raised his hand and made a gesture of wanting to drip blood.

His actions immediately attracted the eyes of everyone present, and they all looked at the hand raised by Butian, waiting for him to fall.

But after waiting for a long time, Butian seemed to be stiff, his hand stopped in mid-air, and he didn't move. Even the blood flowed and flowed to the wrist, but it just didn't fall.

Everyone's eyes blinked, and they all reacted, and the anger in their hearts: "Good boy, you dare to play tricks." ”

Immediately, a Tsing Yi Protector couldn't help but want to curse, but before he could speak. Butian's hand moved suddenly, slowly moving downward, as if he was about to drip blood.

Butian's move made everyone hold back the words in their hearts, and at the same time gathered their eyes again.

Under the expectant and eager gaze of everyone, Butian's hand slowly moved down, and following his movements, everyone's eyes became brighter and brighter.

Slowly, Butian's blood-stained finger was about to touch the surface of the formation of the Blood Pact, and seeing this, Count Warren even began to breathe rapidly.

But at this moment, Bu Tian pointed to the contract's finger and suddenly paused again.

Everyone was staring at it with wide eyes, because the finger suddenly stopped, and they didn't have time to react for a long time, and they all stared at Butian's finger stupidly.

"Hmm. That, hehe, I want to confirm, is the stone jar painted on this contract a formation?" Bu Tian suddenly raised his head, looked at Count Warren with some embarrassment, and said in a sneering tone.

"The god of immortality, his whole family!" Several hot-tempered protectors all began to scold, and Count Warren's face was also a little blue at this time, and his eyes were extremely fierce when he looked at Butian, and he really wanted to kill this kid with one palm.

"Ugh. Isn't this just for the sake of insurance? After all, there is only one such contract, and if I drip my blood in the wrong way, in the wrong place, won't it kill me?

Bu Tian looked at Count Warren with a sneer, and directly ignored the other party's expression of wanting to eat people, stepped forward, and pointed to a certain place in the contract, as if he was going to confirm it.

"I'll bear it!" Count Warren stared at Butian fiercely, forced himself to suppress the unhappiness and boredom in his heart, lowered his head a little stiffly, and looked at the direction that Butian was pointing.

"Well, here it is. You hurry up and give me ......" Before he finished speaking, Count Warren's heart trembled suddenly, and a strong sense of crisis suddenly erupted. Before he could think about it, a ghostly light lit up and went straight to his chest.

But Bu Tian had already made a plan, and took advantage of the opportunity to be close to Count Warren's body and make a decisive move.

His shot was the fifth sword of the Thirteen Swords of the Netherworld, and the speed was extremely fast, and it was so close. This sword will be hit, and as for whether Count Warren will live or die after being hit by the sword, Bu Tian has already planned to prepare with both hands.

If Count Warren survives, Butian will take him hostage and use it as a shield to escape from the Aydra family. And if Count Warren dies on the spot if his life is not good, then he will quickly withdraw and escape, and as for whether he can escape, he does not think much about it.

At this moment, Butian just wanted to save his life, and let out a bad breath by the way.

Even if he still can't escape death in the end, then he is worthy of his heart. Rather than compromising to live, it is better to die in a vigorous battle. Want him to surrender, impossible!

Woooooo

The tip of the fifth sword was a little ghostly, and the ghost cried and howled. At such a close distance, it took only a thousandth of a second for the sword to stab Count Warren in the chest.

With such a shocking scene, the five Dharma Protectors on the side didn't have time to react at all, and even their frightened expressions just appeared on their faces.

And Hawke, who was not far from the rear, reacted in time and slammed away with a flying knife in an instant, but he couldn't save the fire from far water.