Quadruple split

Game time PM20:28

Free City, Night Zone, Top Floor of Keyworth Manor Tower

The second after Thalia/Remilia Keyvos pressed the drop of original blood from Duke Ilily Bathory of the ‘Scarlet Demonic Voice’ into her heart and crushed the [Original Blood Crystal].

Buzz——

As an invisible wave spread, whether it was Mo Tan, whose smile had not disappeared, or the two heads of the Bloodwing family standing opposite the 'nebula', or the people standing respectfully on both sides of the door. Cole and Xiao Ai both felt a certain kind of cold breath that made the hair stand on end at this moment. It was not the murderous intention or gloomy temperament that can make the weak feel suffocated in the conventional sense, but something more straightforward, More specific pressure.

If I have to give an example, it would be like... Long Might that can make most intelligent creatures tremble?

To be more specific, the pressure that superior beings inadvertently put on those who cannot ignore the racial bottleneck is not intentional, but a food chain-level suppression similar to the law of the jungle, just like humans on ants, giants Dragons are like human beings, and gods are like giant dragons. Just like when the beast king standing on the top of the mountain lazily opens his eyes, even if it has no desire to hunt at that moment, it can easily create something that makes the beasts either crawling on the ground or lying on the ground. A grand scene of people running away in all directions.

The beautiful blood seeker slowly opened her eyes and met the smiling eyes in front of her.

Her eyes were clear, bright, and captivating, and the corners of her lips slowly formed a sweet arc.

His eyes were playful, cheerful, and unscrupulous, and he showed a refreshing and bright smile.

"Welcome back, honey."

Mo Tan ignored the fact that his small half-tube of physical energy was rapidly passing by at a speed visible to the naked eye. He quickly walked to his female companion who looked the same as a few seconds ago. He gently took her delicate and white hand and placed it on the back of her hand. He kissed her gently and said with a smile: "How should I call you now?"

"if you are willing to……"

The other party smiled gracefully and easily got rid of Mo Tan's claws, which were by no means weak. He raised his eyebrows and said, "You can call me Ms. Ilili Bathory."

Xiao Ai, who originally had no expression on his face, subconsciously covered his mouth and swayed.

Mo Tan was stunned for about half a second, then whistled frivolously and smiled nonchalantly: "So, those poor sisters have unfortunately fallen victim to your resurrection, Ms. Bathory?"

"Don't put it in such a harsh way, young half-elf."

The woman who called herself Ilili Bathory raised her eyebrows, and her clear blood eyes flickered slightly: "They did not 'sacrifice', they just filled the gap in the drop of blood and became a part of me. This is very important to anyone." It's a great honor for any blood seeker, and you should be proud of your friend."

Mo Tan took a deep breath, took half a step back without leaving a trace, and pulled up his collar to hide half of his face, which was not considered healthy to begin with. After hearing what he just said, the last trace of blood had faded from his face. He stood up, his calm voice mixed with an imperceptible tremor: "If you are serious... I think it is difficult for me to be proud of them."

"Why?"

A flash of joy flashed in the eyes of 'Ms. Ilili Bathory', and she asked subconsciously.

"Because, haha..."

Mo Tan grinned, and actually grabbed the other person's little hand again, pulled it in front of him with force, hugged the woman who had let out a exclamation due to being caught off guard, and raised his other hand to pull it off. Baize], revealing his true face that is defined by the boundaries of innocence: "You are not yet at the level where you can have sex with me, my dear~"

"you……"

"Happy birthday, Lesa."

Mo Tan interrupted the other party with a strong enough hug, and whispered into the latter's ear: "You... no, it's great that you're okay."

There were no fancy words of love, Mo Tan just used an insincere concern and an insincere hug to blow up Lesa, who had been in a state of confusion for a long time.

That's right, it's Leisa, not Remilia or Thalia, and it's not Illyli Bathory, but even though it's faster than planned, it's not at all what Mo Tan expected - Lei Sarah Keyworth.

"ah!"

Leisha was stunned in Mo Tan's arms for several seconds before pushing (striking) away (flying) the latter with a blushing face. She gritted her teeth and said angrily: "How...how...how did you know!"

"It's not important, dear, I can only say that you exposed too many flaws to me."

Although the force of Lesa's push just now could theoretically penetrate Mo Tan's chest directly, the latter was not harmed at all because of the life-saving tool given by his other girlfriend, and rolled over casually. He stood up from the ground, patted the non-existent dust on his clothes, shook his head and said with a smile, "But isn't three seconds a little too short?"

Leisha breathed a sigh of relief, turned away from looking at Mo Tan, and hummed: "It's just three seconds in your eyes!"

"Understood, does that mean that what happens on the soul level does not necessarily have to use the same time scale as the main material world? Very good, a very valuable reference."

Mo Tan nodded lightly, slowly retreated behind Lesa, and said softly: "Although there are many, many more things I want to say to you, time is running out now, so let's wait until after this farce is over. "

The latter turned his head and glared at Mo Tan noncommittally, then raised his right hand and waved lightly at the nebula that had not yet ended under everyone's gaze.

A bright red thin line appeared in mid-air. It seemed completely unable to interact with anything, including the air. It was like a crack that suddenly appeared on the LCD screen, unable to have any impact on the content of the program, but it was real. It exists in the observer's field of vision with an indescribable and overwhelming sense of presence.

"Snapped--"

The next moment, the stardust that filled the space between the two Bloodwing family speakers and Mo Tan and the others suddenly shifted their positions in a strange way. With the dark red 'thin line' as the central axis, they moved diagonally upwards. And diagonally downward, it moved a distance of less than ten centimeters, and then...disappeared quietly.

That's right, Diana personally made it for Mr. Frank Hughes, putting a lot of thought, love, technology, and money into the protective props. Even the epic peak-level single-target damage cannot break through the defense instantly [ Guardian of the Star Ring] was directly annihilated by Lessa using a method that was almost childish.

However, Lionel Bloodwing and Michael Bloodwing, both of whom were at the epic level, could not even react to what was happening in front of them, let alone analyze it.

That weird barrier disappeared

Who did it?

Thalia Keyworth did it.

How exactly is it done?

have no idea!

Although Mo Tan did not understand the principle at all like the two of them, he still relied on recalling the item description of [Star Ring Guardian] to roughly restore the power of Leisha's move just now, and then directly extended it at the first time. He rubbed his neck and asked, "How long?"

"thirty minutes."

While Lesa answered the former's endless questions without looking back, she slowly walked towards Lionel and Michael, who had gloomy faces. Their expressions were calm and indifferent, and there was no light on their bodies. effect.

"What's the price?"

Mo Tan asked the second question leisurely.

"We'll talk about it later."

Lesa stretched out her index finger and shook it gently. She stood in front of the two Bloodwing family speakers and smiled: "Let me introduce myself. My name is Lesa Kevos. I am the owner of this manor." Owner."

"Leonard."

Although his back was soaked with cold sweat, Lionel, who had never seen strong winds and waves, still nodded to Lessa in a humble and humble voice, and said solemnly: "Leonard Bloodwing, the fifth patriarch of the Bloodwing family .”

Michael next to him also announced his name after his brother.

"Miss Salia."

After briefly introducing himself, Lionel took a deep breath and gave a slightly stiff smile: "I think there may be some misunderstanding between us..."

"My name is Lesa, Lesa Kevos."

A breeze blew past Lionel. In the next moment, the patriarch of the Bloodwing family lost his left arm forever. The arm wrapped in a long sleeve with a little blood on his hand was straight. The ground fell to the ground, making a 'dong' sound, and quickly rotted and weathered in the next few seconds, and finally turned into a wisp of vicissitudes of fly ash and dissipated in the air, looking particularly desolate.

Lessa, who appeared next to Leonor like a ghost, toyed with her nails carelessly and said lazily: "Salia and Remilia are former names, which are not suitable for such formal occasions. Leonor Mr. Er.”

Although he only knew that Fezeren Keyvos had an only daughter named Thalia and had no idea who Remilia was, Lionel still nodded vigorously and turned to face the man who had just destroyed one of his arms. The woman bowed deeply and said, "I am being rude, Your Excellency."

"Your Majesty the Earl?"

Lesa raised her eyebrows, seeming a little surprised by what Lionel called her.

The latter nodded matter-of-factly, and his stiff smile gradually became warm: "Of course, dear Countess Lesa, since you are the undoubted owner of this mansion, I will continue to use the name of Earl Fezeron during his lifetime. The title he was given at that time was also deserved.”

"That's fine, I don't hate this title, although it's just the pretentiousness of our special group of blood seekers throughout the ages."

Lesa nodded indifferently and said leisurely: "Do you know my father?"

Lionel immediately coughed lightly and said seriously: "Although I haven't met a few times in formal occasions, I do..."

"How did you kill father?"

Lesa didn't let him finish, but just asked a question that was very difficult for Lionel Bloodwing to answer now.

If it had been ten minutes ago, he could have said, 'What does it have to do with you?', then snorted coldly, and killed the woman in front of him just like he killed Crebo before, so that the surname Keyvos would become extinct from now on.

But at this moment, Lionel did not dare to be careless in front of this similar person who seemed to be completely integrated with the drop of the source blood from Ilili Bathory and called herself Lessa Kevos.

Fortunately, this matter is not without room for maneuver, after all...

"I did not kill your father, Ms. Lessa."

Lionel took a deep breath, lowered his eyes and glanced at Creb's body, and said solemnly: "The person who killed Earl Fezeren and his wife was Creb Kevos, your uncle. , I can swear on my own name that Creb is the only member of the Keyworth family I have killed."

"Is that so..."

Lesa smoothed her hair hanging by her ears and murmured in a low voice. She didn't seem too distracted.

Because no matter how Lionel answers this question, Lesa, who has already decided to trust someone completely, will not change her mind. In other words, she will be by her side at this calculated time and arranged place. In front of these arranged characters, the performance started according to the established process, implementing the guy's plan.

Those who are confused and allowed to be driven are just chess pieces.

Those who fully understand and cooperate voluntarily are partners.

Lesa knows this very well, at least she who once belonged to 'Thalia Kevos' knows this very well, so even though she has now gained power that no one can underestimate, she still has no choice not to mention it. The third way is to be smart and disobedient.

Although this word seems inappropriate, combined with someone's invisible but ubiquitous influence and control of the entire situation, any behavior that goes against it can indeed be said to be a kind of 'disobedience'.

Lesa didn't do this, even though she already had the capital to be willful.

She already has the capital to seek... or to torture the truth. At least in this half hour, if Lesa Kevos is willing, she can even use a large number of secrets shared by the 'Scarlet Magic Voice' to herself. The technique allowed Kleiber, who had just died not long ago, to speak and tell him the truth in person.

But she didn't do this, not because the two souls who merged into one had a favorable impression of someone multiplied by a square, but as we said before, neither Remilia nor Salia thought that someone A scumbag will harm himself.

If he wanted to harm himself, every second in the past few months was an opportunity, and the success rate of every opportunity was 100%.

From an objective point of view, Lesa's idea is a bit paranoid, and can even be said to be simple and stupid. After all, there are too many ways to 'harm' a person, and her imagination is far from rich enough.

But in fact, the man named 'Tan Mo' in the Innocence Realm did not live up to her stupidity.

Although things could be explained clearly with the truth, the latter chose to tell a lie that could not stand up to scrutiny.

Just to weave a story that makes me happier than the truth.

Lesa thought so wishfully.

In fact, she knew she was wishful thinking.

But it doesn't matter.

After all, neither Thalia nor Remilia nor the current Lesa Kevos have ever thought of finding out about that guy.

so……

"I do not believe."

She looked up and smiled brightly at Lionel.

Chapter 891: End