Crimson Interracial

When a paladin was on patrol, he saw flames and thick smoke rising from the sky not far away. He hurried over and found that the fire was so large that it surrounded the entire building.Without hesitation, he went directly to the sanctuary to interrupt the canonization ceremony.

"Pope, Bishop Sean's room is on fire!"

Wei Qi'ao watched them rushing to put out the fire, without any emotion in his eyes, but after the flames were extinguished, what he saw when he walked into the blackened ruins gave him a blow in the head.

Shu Yin leaned against the stone pillar with her eyes closed as if she was asleep, her face was black and red from the smoke.What cannot be ignored is his limbs, all of which have been turned into powder.

Wei Qi'ao squatted in front of Shu Yin and stretched out his hand to him. He couldn't even notice that his whole body was trembling slightly. He slowly touched Shu Yin's face, and there was no sign of life as a vampire.

His heart seemed to be tightly grasped, and the pain was so painful that he couldn't breathe. It was the first time that Wei Qi'ao could truly feel the feeling of a knife piercing his heart.He sat slumped on the ground, staring at Shu Yin in a trance, a drop of clear tear slipped silently from the corner of his eye, buried in the pile of ashes on the ground.

Wei Qi'ao lay on Shu Yin's body, and the cold touch penetrated into his blood.He tried like crazy to find signs that would prove he was just asleep, but in vain.

Compared with Shu Yin, Xiao En's body is not so perfect.Although the integrity is high, the whole body is scorched, so black that no good skin can be seen.The weirdest thing is... none of the bishops present could feel his soul.

The Pope looked at everything in front of him with a cold face, he didn't care if Wei Qi'ao was overly sad, and he didn't care if Xiao En was dead, he just wanted to know the ins and outs of this matter.

The pope's voice echoed in the room, pulling back everyone's wandering thoughts, "Does anyone know what's going on?"

The crowd raised a hand tremblingly. That person was a trainee bishop. He walked to the front, his voice was as thin as a mosquito, "I saw Bishop Xiao En take him back to the room. This blood race seems to be in a coma."

"You mean, Sean touched him first?" The Pope narrowed his eyes slightly.

The trainee bishop shrank his neck, "No... I only saw that scene, and I don't know the details."

The pope set his eyes on Shu Yin, thinking about it.It's not without reason that Wei Qi'ao is so sad, even he can't feel the signs of Shu Yin's life, but this is where the weirdness lies.Generally speaking, once a vampire dies, the body will be annihilated along with it.Shu Yin's limbs were obviously injured by the holy weapon, and the injuries were fatal, but his weathering only stopped at his limbs.

Then the Pope looked at Xiao En's body with pity, and it was not difficult to guess that he wanted to secretly kill Shu Yin while everyone was at the canonization ceremony, but something went wrong, so that he not only buried Shu Yin with him , even the soul was devoured.

Among the formations practiced by the church, there is no backlash that can destroy a person's soul.

Sure enough, he still couldn't be touched, the Pope became more and more sure that Shu Yin's identity must be something serious.

"Take the quasi-pope back and pay attention." The pope finally said slowly, "By the way, bury the body of Bishop Xiao En in the cemetery. As for Shu Yin..."

The Pope smiled suddenly, not knowing what he was thinking, "Put him in the crystal coffin in the basement."

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Enoch suddenly woke up from his dream, feeling palpitations that lingered for a long time. He opened the bedroom door and found Sheila and Elard standing at the door, their faces pale and sweating profusely.

"Did you feel it too?" Enoch's chest heaved violently, and his voice was as cold as talking to a dead person.

"Yes." Sheila and Elard replied in unison.

Enoch showed a warm smile, "I don't believe it."

At this moment, the three of them simultaneously made a decision to break into the church in their own name and bring Shu Yin out.

When they were about to go out, they ran into Oston who was just about to ring the doorbell, and the man who had molested Sheila at the meeting in the old castle.

Sheila was awake at this time, only to realize that this man also had flaxen hair, and she stared at him for a long time with complicated expressions.

The man introduced himself very familiarly, "Hello, my name is Carl. I asked Alston to bring me to visit you, but it seems that you are a bit busy?"

A bit of impatience appeared between Enoch's brows, "We're going to fight."

"Oh my God, it's an exciting sport, can I join you?" Carl exclaimed exaggeratedly, and then his eyes fell on Sheila, "I think this beautiful lady needs my protection."

Sheila rolled her eyes silently.

Auston noticed Enoch's emotions and asked in a low voice, "What's wrong, you look so bad."

"Something happened to Shu Yin."

Auston widened his beautiful blue eyes, and said resolutely, "I'm going too! No matter what you say, I must go to Shu Yin!"

It was eleven o'clock in the evening when they arrived at the church.

"Auston and Carl go to the left, Sheila and Elard go to the right, and I go to the middle and call if something is wrong."

As soon as the words fell, the lights that had been extinguished suddenly turned on. The strong light made their facial features adapted to the dark feel uncomfortable. They raised their hands to cover their eyes, and stared at the opposite side with hazy eyes.

The Pope stood at the head of the crowd, looking at Enoch with a haughty look, as if staring at the fish on the chopping board.

"I knew it wouldn't be peaceful tonight."

"Hand over Shu Yin." Enoch said indifferently.

"I don't know what you're talking about." The Pope pretended to be innocent.

"Then stop talking nonsense." Enoch growled, his hands formed a thick fog of blood that enveloped the entire church.

He was really angry.

Sheila grew her hair unknowingly, like a poisonous snake spitting out a letter, silently climbed up to the person next to her, wrapped her throat around them suddenly, and decapitated them with a little force.

Fresh blood splashed on the faces of the people next to them, and some people fell to the ground with frightened legs.

"Don't panic, the bishops use spiritual power to fight, and the paladins attack physically." The pope's voice seemed to have the magic power of soothing people's hearts, and he calmed down the trembling crowd with just one sentence.

A number of arrows pierced through the thick fog and shot straight at them, and because they could not see the target, they could only determine the strength of the attack by numbers.

No matter how fast the blood race is, it is difficult to avoid such a dense number of falling arrows. After a while, both Sheila and Karl were hit by arrows.

Sheila snorted, pulled out the arrow on her shoulder, ignored the still bleeding wound, and danced wildly with her long hair, taking the lives of the two opposite people again.

Carl chuckled, "The smell of blood in the air is really delicious. I'm hungry, but unfortunately I can't eat it."

"You can eat it if you are not afraid of death." Sheila sneered.

"Don't be so indifferent." Carl laughed, standing in front of Sheila calmly and helping her open the arrow that broke through the wind.

"You guys are here, I'm going to find Shu Yin." Enoch left a word and jumped onto the roof, his body hidden in the night.