For this group of ghosts, their majesty is very murderous.

If he dares to paddle in this battle, it is tantamount to death.

"Submit the order and let the blood slave units prepare to cut into the battlefield from the side."

Outside the battlefield, Dracula gave a light order.

Blood slaves are the bottom soldiers used by their blood clan to consume the energetic power of the enemy.

However, the fighting power of a blood slave must be much stronger than those of the bottom skeleton soldiers.

According to Dracula's idea, first let the blood slaves go up and consume the opposing troops.

Unexpectedly, at this time, around his location, a gust of wind suddenly passed.

At that moment, many blood guards guarding around didn't even send out screams, just like falling wheat.

Looking at this scene in Dracula's eyes, the dark red pupil shrank obviously.

During this period, the officers of the guard troops also quickly shouted ...

"Enemies! All members are alert !!"

A loud voice, a large number of blood guards, while protecting Dracula in the center, also raised 120,000 points of alert!

However, the speed of the attacker was as fast as a gust of wind.

Ordinary soldiers, I am afraid that it is extremely difficult to even capture their body shape, and they want to kill each other, but the result is that their own deaths are more.

Faced with this situation, a blood clan who had been standing beside Dracula clearly showed an unpleasant look in his eyes.

"Where does this bunch of waste go to shame?"

During the speech, the blood race stepped forward two steps, walked to Dracula's side and paid a respectful salute, then said in a deep voice ...

"My King, please allow your subordinates to leave for a while to clean up the inferior creatures who dare to show some funny tricks in front of our blood king!"

Hearing this, Dracula, who was standing there, glanced at the blood race, and then spit out two words.

"Go ahead."

The approved blood race quickly walked outside.

During this period, a large number of blood clan guards still fell one after another.

Faced with this situation, the blood tribe's face became even more gloomy, but the cold eyes began to radiate a breathtaking scarlet light!

"Eh--"

The sound of the wind flew across, and the **** eyes of the blood tribe shone quickly.

At that moment, a figure in rapid movement seemed to be suddenly hit hard, his body twitched suddenly, and then fell heavily on the ground.

Until this moment, the talents finally saw the true face of the attackers.

It turned out to be a weasel with a little humanoid shape!

Weasel holds a pair of sickles with blades and blood stained on both hands.

Undoubtedly, from just now, the attacker who killed many of their blood guards is this weasel monster, named Sickle, which is one of the hundred ghosts under Igarashi Mori!

"How? Ridiculous inferior creatures! Why don't you keep running?"

Condescendingly looked at the sickle that fell to the ground, cramped in pain, and the blood clan's eyes glowed with scarlet light, with undisguised contempt.

"Damn, I met a guy with a knighthood ..."

Is not the same as many races. The blood types of arms are all on the elite route.

Under this premise, apart from individual elite troops and ace troops, the vast majority of their ordinary troops are relatively general in strength. They cannot be said to be weak, but they are not too strong.

But in exchange, among the blood clan, generally, the blood clan of the thirteen clan, with a ‘knight’, and pure blood, the individual strength is basically very powerful!

And the blood clan in front of him is a blood viscount who is one of the thirteen clan of the blood clan!

At this moment, the sickle was undoubtedly a middle move, locked in by the blood control technique of the blood viscount opposite, and the blood in the body is now flowing counter-currently and chasing around.

That bad state deprived him of his ability to act almost instantly.

The blood viscount in front of him was a posture that wanted his blood to flow back to death.

But at this moment, the blood viscount standing there, his sharp hearing, suddenly caught a slightly sharp wind.

In a blink of an eye, only heard a soft sound, the saber on the waist of the blood viscount was already sheathed!

Unlike ordinary swords, the blade of the blood viscount saber is actually bright red, as if it was formed by the condensation of blood.

At that moment, accompanied by the sound of a collision of soldiers, another sickle carrying a double sickle was killed in front of the blood viscount.

The double sickles in the opponent's hands are now severely cut on the saber of the blood viscount.

The enemy's attack made the blood viscount's attention subconsciously shift to this side.

The moment he looked away, the blood control technique applied to the sickle was suddenly lifted.

"Young Master! Go away !!!"

Attacked the sickle of the blood viscount, growling loudly.

The sickle called "Young Master", after escaping from the dead, his entire body became a whirlwind and tried to escape.

As a result, I had not escaped two meters, and only heard a mumble.

The whole body of the young Master Scythe was actually exploded on the spot after a burst of madness, blood and internal organs ~ lightnovelpub.net ~ scattered.

At the same time, Dracula standing in the distance, the red light in his eyes slowly dissipated.

"Little Lord!!!"

The sickle who is fighting with the blood viscount, after seeing the sickness of the sickle master, his eyes broke apart on the spot.

During this period, the blood viscount with a sword against the enemy was also surprised.

He knew that Dracula was a little dissatisfied with his performance.

Realizing this point, the blood viscount quickly got serious, the blood flashed, and he cut the head of another sickle directly with the bright red sword in his hand!

Then quickly walked to Dracula's front, then kneeled on one knee ...

"My king forgive sins, it is a subordinate."

Hearing this, Dracula's eyes fell slowly on the blood viscount.

"Blood control surgery is not so used."

While speaking, Dracula's eyes lighted up already.

At that moment, the blood viscount on one knee kneeled, blood spewed out of his mouth and nose.

But he did not dare to move at all, and even did not dare to make a sound, clenching his teeth all the way, maintaining the position of kneeling on one knee, kneeling there.

This state lasted for only three seconds. While the red light in Dracula's eyes dissipated, his voice without any emotion sounded again.

"this is the last time.".

"Yes, my king!"

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