75. Betrayal is our tradition, cold-bloodedness is our virtue [15/60]

(Add more for the 'Humen Yan' brothers [5/5])

The blood-stained mask was sliced by the blade and flew to the ground in a whistling sound, the clash of blades with a short, fierce sound, the deadly rhythm of fighting and death.

The dawn sun is rising, and the red points of light emit light and heat, announcing the exit of the Mother of Night.

With a little regret, she took away her blessings, leaving those who could only move in the darkness of the night into the trap of weakness, and the scorching light turned into flames, beginning to ignite those creatures that were not of the day and were not favored by the light.

Arthur felt like he was about to burn!

Even though the armor was enough to withstand the sun, the resistance and resistance to light and heat in the vampire tradition made him lose the power of every swing of his sword in the early morning.

On the other hand, although Maxim opposite him was already scarred, he was not crushed by the accumulated pain, but began to mobilize his strength because of the weakness of his opponent and pushed the battle into the climax of the counterattack.

"Poof"

The swift sword in the same position in both hands pierced the already broken armor of both sides almost simultaneously, and Maxim was forced to take a step back and cover the blood that was spilling from his chest.

His body shook a little, but the vampire on the other side was worse than him.

Not only because the sunlight burned the skin through the cracks in the armor, but also because the psionic poison accumulated from being hit by the Quenching Blade too many times finally reached a certain limit, and the vampires could no longer resist under the weakening of the sunlight.

He staggered back, spurting black blood from his mouth.

Arthur felt that the power of the night was withdrawing, and the shadow of defeat had become thicker and thicker as Maxim stepped forward with his sword, and the shadow enveloped him!

He had nowhere to go, and panic burned in his eyes.

No!

It shouldn't be like this!

I've been given true power by Master Jed!

This monster in front of him is just an ordinary human being, how can he be stronger than himself?

It's not fair!

"I sold everything to get this! Why are you? ”

Arthur roared.

He frantically and weakly brandished the swift sword in his hand, and his mental and physical defense made him shout:

"I was born and died for him so many times before I regained his attention and favor, and I even sacrificed you, my brother who grew up with me, for this.

You should be dead! Mark!

You're dead, right? Now all I have in front of me is a ghost who doesn't want to die!

That's why I can't beat you.

There's no way I've beaten you, because you're already dead and how can you die again?

You monster!

Go to hell! ”

The vampire used the last of his strength to prop up his body, which was already emitting green smoke in the sunlight, and pounced on Maxim, only to be dashed by a deft dark step by the latter, and the swift sword called Ambition and Dream swung down the opponent's weapon, and made up for it with a kick that made him fall to the ground in embarrassment.

"Me! Not a monster! ”

The visor on Maxim's face had been cut open.

The scar streaked across his face and the bridge of his nose, causing blood to coat his unusually pale skin.

But there was a fire burning in his eyes.

He stepped forward and rode on the waist of his former brother, the blade in his hand against his heart, and he roared angrily:

"You! You're the monster! I used to have low self-esteem for this, and unlike you, I felt like I was born cheap, but now I know it!

Being different from you is what makes me unique, and if I am really like you, it makes me feel sick!

You!

Arthur, you are just like those who laughed at me!

Draw from the misfortunes of others the humble joy that sustains oneself in a life of misery, and indulge in this shameful desire

You guys

You guys!

It's the real monster! ”

"Poof"

The sharp blade is pressed down, and it is as heavy as a thousand pounds.

Piercing Arthur's armor in the emerald and crimson light, slicing through the earth where his heart thrust into his back, the vampire's struggle twitched violently at this moment, and then lost all strength and sent the bloody hand to the ground.

"Whew, whew"

Maxim, who was badly injured but managed to spell out a vampire, gasped for air.

At this moment, he felt that all the strength that supported his battle was being lost, but on the contrary, there seemed to be a steady stream of new power pouring out of his empty body.

He crossed that line!

The boundary between the ordinary and the transcendent realm finally unleashed his hidden potential, shaping a ladder for him to leave the "ordinary".

Maxim staggered to his feet, drew his weapon, clutched his chest and took a few steps back.

He trembled and took out a roll of gauze and medicine from his psionic bag, but he didn't notice that behind him, Arthur, who was already "dead", suddenly opened his eyes.

As his smoky body struggled to get up, the scarlet in his eyes became more and more brutal and bloodthirsty.

"Idiot!"

He scolded:

"I'm a vampire! I am the Immortal! I am the one who snorts blood and lives forever! You win, but you're going to die! ”

Maxim simply ignored him.

As if he hadn't heard, he took off his armor and pulled off the gauze.

This arrogant attitude angered Arthur, who was extremely ugly in the sun, and made him stumble forward, about to draw blood and be reborn, but the next moment.

"Poof"

The Crimson Claw easily pierced his heart from behind, leaving him frozen in place.

When I looked down, I saw five scarlet red claws as sharp as short swords but embellished with mystical psionic patterns moving in front of my chest, and as it closed, my healing midnight heart was also clasped in the palm of my hand.

"As a dying man, you are really unqualified, Arthur, you have lost all the dignity of the ancient race!"

Lady Triss heard from behind with a low, displeased voice.

"No, don't. Please! I gave everything. Please"

Arthur pleaded.

But Lady Tracey would not be merciful at the slightest pleading, and in her mysterious past, kindness was a luxury to her, and it was natural that she would not be so generous in giving her a worthless pathetic life that wanted to be taken as a prisoner.

She lived too long, too long.

Kindness is a long time gone.

With the claws recovering mercilessly, Arthur's body fell to his knees with the hole in his chest, and finally stared at Maxim and smashed to the ground, turning into a faded stone statue in the sunlight.

Lady Tracey looked at the heart that had been petrified into blood essence in her hand, she stood in the sunlight, but a shadow hovered around her so that she would not be further harmed by the sun.

Even if he has lost most of his strength, as a gold-level boss, he still has the necessary means of protection.

She's a real dish.

However, it is not as good as others think.

She stepped forward to Maxim, who was struggling to bandage herself, and handed him the essence of blood in her hand, and she praised:

"It's been a long time since Transncia has had a great story of an ordinary person single-handedly killing a vampire, but you've completed a pretty good goodbye to friendship.

Looks like my little Murphy has picked up a treasure.

Take it.

You deserve it. ”

"Thank you, ma'am."

Maxim did not refuse the gift, and Madame Triss looked him up and down, and said:

"After completing the Black Iron Trial, you need to wait a little time to feel the liberation of your potential without constraints, don't be so anxious to realize the new power.

Especially if you're in this situation.

I suggest that you find some psionic areas to meditate in for the next period of time, which will improve your psionic perception and manipulation, and allow you to better grasp the part of the Tomb Sword Guard swordsmanship that belongs to the use of psionic energy.

Your own psionic talent is not excellent, not even mediocre.

But it doesn't matter.

After little Murphy completes your first hug, the blessing of midnight will make up for your shortcomings. ”

After saying this, Madame Trace, as she walked to her carriage, waved her hand and yawned, and said to Maxim:

"Look at the sunshine, this will be the last time in your life that you will be able to appreciate the dawn so freely.

From now on, you will walk into the night;

From then on, you will step into eternity. ”

With a poetic reminder, Maxim looked up at the rising sun in the sky, and he could feel the warmth of the sun shining on him, like a blessing and celebration for the victor.

But after a few seconds, Maxim closed his eyes.

He rejected the call of sunlight and took one last look at the faded stone statue on the ground.

Arthur remained in his pre-death posture, his eyes fixed on him.

"Loyalty is the supreme gift."

Maxim coughed and whispered:

"It's a pity that your blood was spilled in the wrong place, rest in peace, my brother, I know that you are only humble and want to live, and I never blame you.

This is not a personal vendetta. ”

——

Little by little, the sky of Cadman City was filled with light.

The expulsion of the astral shadows from the Great Burning had made the black smoke that shrouded the ruins of the outer city faint, and the light could pass through only not as hot as the outside world, and a real vampire should not go out in such a situation.

But now, the eldest lady and Jade are engaged in a final battle in this light-filled sky.

Overall, the eldest lady is at a disadvantage.

All right.

She was beaten badly.

Jade himself is a powerhouse of the Silver Rank, a full level higher than the eldest lady who has started the Silver Trial but has not yet completed it.

Although he drank the daylight potion, the dose was not much, and as a bastard with the daylight potion in his hand, he also had the corresponding antidote in his hand, the only problem was the lack of blood essence he suffered in the blood vulture corridor.

This is a real fatal problem, if I have to say it, it is probably to make his character template fall from elite to rare, which is the weakening of the origin level.

But even so, Jade is still much stronger than the eldest lady.

Feimis has been able to hold on until now purely because she is a noble mage, and on the other side is a dick swordsman, relying on difficult kite flying and a keen control of distance, so that Jed's deadly blade has not been able to pierce her heart.

But that's about it.

Want to fight back?

Sorry, that's impossible in front of the Tomb Sword Guard, who is famous for their dual cultivation of the law of things and the law in the vampire society.

"Little slut! Stop! Today is your time of death! ”

Jade roared.

A flame rose and burned in his heart.

He had obviously planned everything, but fate didn't favor him and gave him a slap in the face, telling him, your plan is not, the world has its own ideas.

The sense of disparity between the bankruptcy of the plot from the beginning even made Jade angry even more than the failure itself.

But it doesn't matter.

Weak teammates and stupid minions, don't do it!

Anyway, the fragment of desire is already in his hands, and now as long as he kills Fimis, he can also get the inheritance!

In the face of Jed's insults and provocations, the eldest lady turned a deaf ear, she just struggled to dodge in the energy blades that kept throwing behind her, and flew faster into the depths of this ash-covered land.

This is not an escape!

The brave and ancient bloodline never runs away!

The eldest lady, who was pressed and beaten by the arrogant enemy, told herself in her heart that this was part of the plan!

That's right!

It's all part of Murphy's plan.

"Huh?"

At this moment, in the ashes below, the old knight Finoch, who had scurried through the dead ruins on a red war horse, raised his head, and he saw two vampires, one young and one old, slicing over the city like hide and seek.

This made the old knight pout, and then glanced at the petrified heads of the two silver vampires hanging from under the saddle behind him, and he had the heart to hunt another memorable trophy for himself.

Although it is already a powerhouse of the Golden Rank, this is Cadman City! It's the lair of the Blood Vulture, one of the seven major clans of vampires, and the vampires hunted here are certainly more memorable than those killed elsewhere.

Old Finock felt that he was a genius of more than two hundred years old at this moment, so he took out a black oak seed from his horse pocket, held it in his hand, and pointed it straight to the sky with one arm.

"The power of nature is mine! The Blade of the Wind is at my beckoning! Avalon, your power will be on full display! ”

He whispered.

In the next moment, the Oak Seed's psionic spell was activated.

The black vines that were rapidly breaking through their shells stretched along the sides of the old knight's fist, forming a black verdant warbow in the blink of an eye, and the arms of the bow were still wrapped with green branches and flowers of various colors that continued to bloom and wither.

Finok's right hand clasped the bowstring, and as he drew the bow, an emerald hunting arrow made entirely of natural psionic energy appeared on his fingertip.

As one of the top combat forces of the Old Sect, the White Knight Chief, the proficiency of the bow horse is only his basic skill.

"In the name of my God, fall!"

As the old knight pronounced the god's name, the tip of the emerald hunting arrow quickly wrapped around a layer of mist that seemed to be there, and then released his finger after a brief aim.

"Whoosh"

The psionic hunting arrow flew into the air at a speed far beyond that of ordinary arrows, stabbing straight at the face of the eldest lady, causing Fimis's eyes to widen, and a classic "falling leaf" flying technique dodged this deadly thing in an instant.

But Jed, who was following her closely, was not so lucky.

When he sensed the threat of a pinprick, the hunting arrow was already in front of him, forcing Jade to swing his sword forward and try to split it, but the moment he swung his sword, the old knight on the ground snapped his fingers with a subtle smile.

"Huh"

The emerald green hunting arrow, which originally had only one, instantly turned into seven identical psionic arrows that filled Jade's vision, and pierced his entire body in an instant in the sudden acceleration of the second gale.

It's like a blood bag shattering and scarlet dancing.

Vampires who are almost to the silver level can't even react.

This is no ordinary psionic spell

This destructive power!

It's hell magic!

"Ah!!h

A cry of pain resounded over the ruins, and under the frightened gaze of the eldest lady, Jade, whose wings had been torn off, swirled like a bird with broken wings like a bird with broken wings in the blood splash.

"Bang"

His body slammed to the ground, splattering with embarrassment.

But old Finok wanted his head, so the arrow didn't have any real divine power attached to it, but the severe injuries that pierced through it were not fatal to the upper vampires.

Unable to fly, he was still able to stand up, but then he heard footsteps coming from behind him.

The embarrassed Master Jade jerked back, and saw Murphy, who was carrying the blade of the Desire Race and cloaked, quietly stepping out of the shadows with graceful steps.

His handsome face was graceful and decent.

However, this smile seemed so evil and crazy in Jed's eyes at this time.

"You! You're working with witch hunters to trap your fellow citizens! ”

Jade grabbed the emerald hunting arrow tied to his chest and pulled it out with all his might, and the patriarch's guard roared as the psionic energy dissipated:

"Murphy! You shameful traitor! ”

"yes, I'm working with the Witch Hunters, and I'm planning to bury all of you idiots who have somehow broken into my game. As far as vampire customs are concerned, I'm a traitor indeed.

This isn't the first time I've done this.

I have to say that when used as a sharp knife to eradicate dissidents, the witch hunter is really useful. ”

Murphy's fingers gripped the hilt of the sword, and as the blade of the Desire Race slowly unsheathed, he smiled more gracefully at Jade in front of him, and said:

"What? Are you not convinced? Otherwise, I'll send you to the Mother of the Night, and you can go through the process and complain about me, okay? ”

(End of chapter)