The bone of sin domain is king

Chapter 263 No.20 Scene. Head
"Skull?"

Of course, Hector knew that, as the lowest undead, things like skeletons never even reached the level of handymen, and could only exist as cannon fodder on the battlefield.

But the bone frame in front of him exudes an unusual aura.

In fact, after Rosen advanced to Silver, the aura exuding from his whole body has already been restrained, as long as he wants, he can even completely hide it, looking like an ordinary low-level skeleton.

So now Hector can only feel the ominous smell coming from the opponent, but he is not sure about Rosen's strength judgment.

But judging from the fact that the opponent can easily control the Lord of Wandering Souls, it must not be too bad.

"Lord of Wandering Souls, is this the helper you found?"

Hector still maintained an aggressive manner, but he was secretly thinking about the means of attack.

"Is this the leader of the inferior blood race?"

But it was not the master of the wandering soul in the flask that answered Hector, but the skeleton.

"What did you say!!?"

When Hector heard about the inferior vampires, Hector immediately lost his mind.

He has always been proud of his vampire status. After all, this is a near-immortal life, but this really cannot conceal the fact that he is actually just a degraded vampire.

In this world, there are two ways for vampires to be born.

One is the survivors who have been directly sucked blood by the vampires without dying. Most of these vampires are degenerate vampires, without the teaching and help of other vampires, most of these people will die within a week after becoming vampires.

The second is the person who has sucked the blood of the vampire itself. The blood of this type of vampire is more pure and is also a real vampire.

And Hector, who was a prodigal son of aristocrat in his lifetime, was attacked by a female vampire but survived after being drunk, is obviously an inferior vampire.

Hector didn't have time to think about what level of skeletons could speak, his brain was completely overwhelmed by anger.

Suddenly, the monster grew a little bigger. Its body was covered with a layer of red cuticle, like armor. Its sharp claws were also long, like sharp knives. Its thick tail swept across the tables and chairs in the room. crushed.

"The fighting method of your vampires is really not elegant at all."

When Rosen saw the muscular monster in front of him, he said to Vivian who was standing on his shoulder in a funny way.

"I don't admit that this is a vampire, it's just the remains of food."

The words from Vivian's mouth angered Hector even more, he could no longer care about other things, he just wanted to crush the bone in front of him severely.

bang——

Hector stepped hard, the ground collapsed directly, and a shock wave burst out, causing the wall to shake.

This vampire used all his strength from the very beginning, directly breaking through the speed of sound, and there were waves of shock waves in front of him.

The huge impact came directly towards Rosen, but he didn't move, only raised one hand.

hum-

The cannonball-like Hector had just moved a step before he was blocked by an irresistible force, unable to move forward even a single bit.

"What trick?"

Hector was still confused, but then he felt something strange.

Because the barrier in front of him is difficult to shake no matter what method is used, and Hector even feels that the front is untouchable. Even if the enemy is close in front of him, the barrier in the middle exists for no reason.

It's like a law.

"Wait, did you say that?"

Hector subconsciously thought of certain existences, and his thoughts were already hesitating.

But before he could make a decision, Rosen had already stretched out a finger.

bang——

When he came back to his senses, Hector found that his left hand had disappeared.

The small half of the palm was still spinning and falling in the air, the half of the upper arm gushed out thick blood, while the middle part had long since dissipated into a cloud of blood mist.

The magical barrier that he was so proud of was nothing in the face of the opponent's attack.

"what."

Hector had already figured out what the other party was coming for, he was a little frightened and tried to back away.

But Rosen had already extended a second finger.

Snapped--

Feeling weightless for a while, Hector suddenly found that his two legs had also turned into blood mist, and his heavy upper body immediately fell downward.

He hurriedly tried to regenerate. The blood race's self-healing ability is quite strong, and it can recover in a blink of an eye in the face of most physical attacks.

But soon, Hector found that his hands and feet could not grow back anyway, as if he had no hands and feet in the first place.

The only remaining hand wanted to grab something, but soon, Hector found that there was nothing in front of him.

Only the third finger that Rosen extended.

Falling to the ground, Hector felt dizzy, the chain reaction caused by excessive blood loss was eroding his life, and within a quarter of an hour, if he hadn't received any medical treatment, he would fall.

When hundreds of years of life were about to end soon, he had no special emotion.

Then, Hector's head was lifted up.

"Keep this, maybe it will be useful in the future."

Rosen said that the blood race in front of him has only one head left, but fortunately, the vitality of this creature is strong. If Rosen hadn't used the power of law to seal his recovery path in advance, Hector would be able to recover in an instant. .

"What's the meaning."

Hector was a little fuzzy, but he also vaguely sensed something was wrong. He asked, but got no response.

"My lord, believe me, this guy's head is also easy to use, and can definitely meet your requirements, so since you got it, you might as well let me go back."

Farrell said with luck, but Rosen quickly disappointed his expectations.

"No, no, and there is no rule that I cannot have two assistants. The collision of two kinds of thinking may spark brighter sparks."

Rosen put Hector's head into another glass case, and after adding the power of the law, the blood race could survive with only the head left.

This is part of Rosen's plan to utilize the law, but for the time being it is only in the stage of accumulating materials.

"My lord, don't be joking. How can I, a wandering soul, be compared with a noble blood who has lived for hundreds of years?"

Farrell seemed to still want to struggle, but Rosen stuffed Hector's head into the storage ring and gently tapped the surface of the flask.

"It doesn't matter, you have fully demonstrated your ability as an assistant these days, and I am very satisfied, so there is no need to think about leaving this flask, Farrell."

Rosen hung the flask in the air again, then looked at the room that had been completely destroyed, and then glanced at the corridor, which was full of scattered blood corpses.

"One guy left, Farrell, lead the way."

(End of this chapter)