Chapter 102

Walong didn't even eat any rice, and followed him lightly, with a restrained breath all over his body, which meant that he was going to follow all the way to his base camp to serve him in one pot!

I saw this person walked to a dark place, with slender fangs growing out of the corners of his mouth, and then took out a blood bag and put it near his mouth to suck it crazily. He felt a moment of peace.

As the blood entered his throat, his complexion gradually turned red, and then a pair of wings grew on his back. This pair of wings was as thin as a cicada's wings, but it was a piece of flesh, just like a bat's bat wings.

There is a thin layer of gray fluff on the bat wing, and there are black blood vessels underneath the appearance, and the blood inside is flowing with black magic power.

"You've been with me for so long, it's time to come out!"

The man jerked his head to the back, where Valon was.

Valon came out from the place where he turned his head, with a trace of surprise, but only a trace of surprise, more of confidence, confidence in his own strength.

"I didn't expect a creature like you to be able to sense where I am. This makes me more and more curious about you!"

Valon's opening undoubtedly angered the vampires. The vampires called themselves vampires and considered themselves proud ancient nobles.

The man in front of him now dares to study their thoughts. This is an insult to the great blood race, and it is a provocation of their noble dignity like nothing.

A blood-red force with a cold aura wrapped around his palm, sharp nails grew out of his fingers, and he grabbed it with a single claw.

Right away that he paid for his rashness.

Valon grabbed the claw he grabbed and kicked him flying. Under the impact of huge force, the vampire hit the garbage can at the corner and rolled into the garbage dump.

Because it can detect Walong's disguise, so Walong already looked up to him, but he didn't expect his fighting skills to be so weak, and his shots were full of flaws.

Wa Long then lifted his footsteps, and there was a rustling sound of walking in the corridor, and when Wa Long walked over, he found that he had disappeared.

But Varon is no one, just when he made a shot, Varon stepped on it under his feet again.

The fighting skills of a good waste are not even comparable to those of ordinary people. If they have the same strength, they are not even comparable to the mafia elites under their own control.

How did this kind of vampire Claude rely on them to establish the British Razor Party? Britain is also a powerful country. Although its land area is not as large as that of the United States, the dark forces in its country are also complex.

This kind of clumsy vampire shouldn't be able to stabilize the British. It can only attack in a straight line, and there is no special strength bonus between shots. At most, it is faster than ordinary people!

But if this is the case, compared to their weaknesses, this advantage is simply too insignificant, no matter how long they live, it will not be of much use!

Fear of the sun, fear of silver weapons, fear of objects with a strong power of holy light, so many things have a strong restraint on him, it stands to reason that the blood race is either destroyed, or beaten so that it cannot stand up .

But it is somewhat incompatible with the blood clan’s current status as the leader of the dark world!
Walon felt a little pain under his feet. When he lowered his head, he saw that the vampire's sharp nails scratched his skin, and a force entered his body.

Valon felt that he had added a strong burden out of thin air. The blood in his body began to coagulate, the cells in his body disintegrated at an accelerated rate, and his lifespan was rapidly passing away.

Valon felt this feeling quietly. It seemed to be a kind of neurotoxin. He vaguely thought of something, but he didn't seem to think of it.

This is the capital of the blood race to dominate the dark world, is this blood poison?

What did Valon think of, isn't this thing similar to the toxin of the sharp gun?
Speaking of toxins, this thing has to be said to kill Jizo, absorb all the toxins for its own use, and then extract the essence, remove the dross, and enhance its own toxin ability.

"It's your honor to be able to die under the blood poison of this Viscount!"

The vampire who was trampled on the ground laughed wildly. His face was full of pride. No matter how strong you are, you will be poisoned. If you are poisoned, you will soon melt into a pool of blood.

Valon looked down at him, and had nothing to say about this kind of waste.

Sometimes vision really determines everything, such a guy who has no vision at all.

"Everything, open your claws, and kill Jizo!"

A golden claw blade with three long spikes appeared in Valon's hand. This is the most poisonous Zanpakutō in the Soul Society, because it faces all spirits. , so the power of toxins is greatly reduced.

Now it's time to play its role. The blood poison in Wallon's body began to be input into the blade of Bosha Jizo, and the body of Bosha Jizo's sword flashed with red light.

In addition, the ruby ​​used as eyes on the hilt of the knife flashed a strange light that flashed away.

A new kind of collapsed cells, a new type of toxin that accelerates the passing of life, has been added to the Killing Jizo. The Killing Jizo is a very simple and pure knife.

In addition to the commonality of Zanpakuto, that is, in addition to the increase in Reiatsu, the lethality of Jizo is most dependent on the toxin above. The more toxins, the stronger the toxicity that can be displayed. The power of Jizo Also bigger.

This is an extremely unique existence among all Zanpakutō, more like a Gu than a weapon.

The vampires on the ground had an incredible expression in their eyes. This was beyond his understanding. Even their mortal enemies, the Christian Church, could not just casually remove their blood poison.

Do you know why they are not outstanding in all aspects?
Do you know why they don't have strong bodies?
Any idea why they have so many weaknesses?

This was all obtained in exchange for the strength of the blood poison, but he was able to get rid of his own blood poison in this way.

Although my blood poison is not as good as the Duke and Marquis, my blood poison is recognized as powerful among my tribe!
It is comparable to the earl's blood poison, and even surpassed some of the earl's blood poison, but just like that... just like that... lifted my blood poison, opened... ····Are you kidding me!

(End of this chapter)

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