Chapter 680: Fake Blood God

The shaking red wine glass, his lips were stained with blood, and when the scarlet ghost fire drifted closer, he just finished the last sip.
"Snapped!"
The carved crystal cup was thrown on the ground aside, and fell to pieces, like a small cluster of starlight splashing under the moonlight.
He slowly got up from the throne, and a large amount of blood gathered between his hands. The corpse of the blood family who had just died twitched, and waves of blood rose into the air and flew towards him from every corner of the auditorium.
The blood formed a constantly squirming blood cell and merged into King Vani's body.
At this time, the tune of the pipe organ was on the right side, and a series of high notes and gorgeous melody drifted into everyone's mind.
Satana became the first person to notice, and her eyes widened instantly.
"The sound of music is a kind of spell. He has been casting spells before we walked in. He has now recovered the blood of all descendants, and he has become a blood god!"
After hearing this statement, Hela immediately went to find the person who played the organ. In a small house on the side of the auditorium, she found only one corpse.
The vampire took out and squeezed his heart, and fell to the ground with a weird smile, but the keys of the organ seemed to be pressed by invisible hands, and the dark movement continued.
Hela slashed the sword in his hand, directly blasting the huge pipe organ that looked like a wall to pieces, and the rock wall behind Qin was also blasted out of a tunnel.
But after the dust settled, the music continued, and the creepy tunes became higher and higher and faster.
The corpse that fell to the ground looked like she was laughing at her, and Haela put away his weapon without expression, and exploded the corpse's head with one foot.
Like a tomato, the scraps flew around, she returned to a few people, leaving a trail of blood footprints on the ground.
"It's too late, I can't stop it."
"It's okay, hey, skull, go and help." Satanah took the powder box and smeared her face, raised her delicate chin, and signaled the ghost rider and death knell to besiege King Vani.
The ghost rider didn't move at all, his head rotated 180 degrees, and the flames in his eyes rolled like whirlpools, staring at Satan's eyes.
"You are guilty."
"Wow, I can't look at it." Satanah hid behind Hela, covering her eyes. Although the evil spirit knight's judgment eye does not have much effect on the lord of hell, it still hurts if the soul is burned.
Su Ming walked slowly and raised the giant sword in his hand: "Without your help, he has neither formal spells nor enough sacrifices. Now this is just a botched imitation blood god."
There are at least three conditions required to create a blood god, but this one does not have one.
The first is the night at the turn of the century, such as 1900 or 2000 in integer years; the second is the life and blood of 12 blood dukes; the third is the creation of the original vampire black magic holy book, Sithorn’s "The Grip of Darkness."
Now he didn't meet all of these points, even if he increased his strength, there was no major qualitative change.
King Vani seemed to be taking drugs vigorously. He sniffed and shivered. He was not surprised when he heard the death knell, but smiled.
I have to say that as the patriarch of a vampire, his gestures and gestures are full of momentum and weird charm. After the addict's momentum passes, he becomes a noble son.
"As expected to be a supreme mage, he even understands our blood magic." He folded his hands together, and drew a long sword made of black and red energy from his hands: "But even so, now my power is not something you humans can resist. ."
After speaking, he turned into thousands of bats and exploded, disappearing instantly.
Su Ming still stood quietly holding the big sword, the clone and the invisibility were just the same.
Sometimes gluttony is not a good thing, he drank so much blood, strangulation has locked his true position.
However, Su Ming understood how King Vani forced the symbiote to multiply. As long as he continued to use the clone technique, the symbiote would inevitably continue to split and reproduce.
Through this method, a large number of spores can be obtained, and thus the v1 blood-sucking worm can be studied.
It's just that the symbiote in his body is definitely not as strong as the strangulation, and always splitting is only bad for the symbiote.
Against a vampire whose strength exceeds Dracula, Su Ming is still sure. And strangling is equally sure to deal with a similar species that is not as good as it.
Strangulation changes the color of the eyepiece and uses a small arrow to directly mark the position of King Vanni, which is an imitation of the original helmet display technology.
Su Ming sighed helplessly, strangling and his ability to transmit information through nerves, so why bother to mark the eyepieces for this purpose?
One more process of collecting and transmitting information, wasting 002 seconds, the battle between superhumans is enough to kill people.
Strangling hides embarrassedly and overdos it.
The appearance of bats in the sky now always brings Su Ming many memories. Batman has learned a lot from the sound of wings dancing in the dark.
But Su Ming is here to kill people, and he will not be afraid.
Among the countless bats, he directly locked on the right one, and the big sword wiped out a bright light, directly dividing the little monster with fangs into two.
The bat turned into black smoke, and all other blindfolds instantly exploded, and clouds of black smoke filled the entire hall.
Sure enough, can it be fatal in one blow? The other party is indeed the host of the symbiont.
Su Ming retracted his weapon and quietly observed that King Vani's ability had gained a lot.
At the same time as the black mist appeared, Satanah released the magical barrier of flames, and a ring of fire rose from the ground to form a crimson protective cover, enclosing her and Hela.
As for the evil spirit knight, there is no need at all. He is the person who restrains the blood race, even if it is touched lightly, the blood race can't stand it.
Su Ming looked around, his vision was so badly hidden that he could see almost nothing except the black, and the fake moonlight was also hidden by the dark clouds at this time.
If only there is a mantra lasso or obedience lasso
This thought flashed through Su Ming's mind, but even if he didn't have the right props, he also found a way.
Even if the blood is atomized, Giovanni is still the host of the symbiote, and even if the symbiote splits into tiny cells, it will still be detected by strangulation.
What vampires are best at is all kinds of blindfolds in the dark, launching a fatal blow between the virtual and the real.
But the death knell is the strongest in the dark.
He suddenly backhanded his big sword violently into the air behind him, and at this moment, King Vani also appeared in the same position.
The weapons in both hands hit each other.
Giovanni was pierced by the sword of the night, and the dark red long sword in his hand actually penetrated the death knell armor and pierced into the heart.
The two separated at the touch of a touch, bringing out two sheds of blood, only one hot and one cold.
Giovanni took a few steps back, clutching his chest, and the death knell just looked down at the chest that was pierced from behind, and slowly turned around, the red one eye shining brightly.
"What are you?"
Su Ming slashed with a sharp sword, the whirring sword wind sounded, and Giovanni swiftly avoided.
"As you can see, ordinary humans."
The Duke of Vampire sneered. A fool would believe this statement. How can there be ordinary people whose hearts are pierced and still move freely?
But he still has a back hand, as long as he has blood, the blood race can do too much.
He licked the blood on the tip of the sword, and the red in his eyes fluttered. He immediately mobilized his energy and began to manipulate the blood in the death knell through the wound.
This is a brand new power, he can manipulate the blood in his memory in the air, no matter how far away the target is, he can still dominate the life and death of the opponent.
As his palm was raised, Su Ming's whole person was like a sculpture in a fountain, spurting blood from all over his body, and the amount of bleeding instantly exceeded the limit that humans can bear.
No matter how fast the strangulation reaction was, he desperately wrapped the host's body with his body, blocked all the pores, and strengthened all the blood vessels, but that just now undoubtedly hit the death knell hard.
Su Ming can still fight.
If it is someone else, bleeding is indeed a big problem, but the death knell is different. The hematopoietic function of people with self-healing ability is also very fast.
It was just a feeling of hunger in his belly, and he wanted to eat the vampire raw now. The long-lost bloodthirsty strikes again, as if it has never been far, but
"Wow"
The death knell fell to the ground, kicked, twitched twice, and died.
Palem wanted to shoot for the first time, and the guns were all picked up, but when Hela pressed it down, she shook her head slightly and said with her lips.
"Play dead."
As the of the underworld, Hela can clearly perceive the location of the dead, and she can still distinguish the dead from the living.
King Vani was even more energetic after absorbing the blood from the death knell, as if he had discovered something delicious, his eyes were bright.
As for whether the death knell is really dead, he is not worried, after all, now the other party has fallen to the ground and has given up resistance.
There is no threat.
He raised his hand again, but no more blood came out, so he rushed on himself, but he could not bite the armor and use weapons, but the armor would also heal quickly.
For a while, he was extremely uncomfortable.
This blood is the best he has ever drunk, but this man's armor can't be broken, like a can full of delicious food, it can't be opened when placed in front of him.
He looked at the teammates of the death knell. Those few people were hiding far away, as if they were planning to negotiate, so he turned his attention to the death knell again.
He walked a few steps around the death knell's'corpse', and suddenly thought of something~EbookFREE.me~A large cluster of red tentacles came out of him and rushed towards Su Ming. If the opponent relies on the symbiote to defend , He only needs to let his symbiote destroy the other party's.
As everyone knows, his thirst for blood is in Su Ming's arms.
No matter what method is used, after the blood clan is revived or upgraded, the first thing is to replenish a lot of blood.
Even Dracula doesn't have much sense for a period of time after each resurrection. The hunger for blood makes the vampire king go crazy. He even prostitutes infected with syphilis and gonorrhea.
His only saneness can only remind him not to be discovered by more people, and to find someone alone at night, the whole person is like sleepwalking.
Any creature, falling into a state of extreme hunger, is very easy to lose reason, Su Ming thought of this from himself.
The blood of many descendants only provided energy and cost for the promotion of King Vanni. His body was eager for blood, and he was hungry.
So the plan came.