Crimson Interracial

Abel killed Enoch out of selfish intentions, and Enoch was certainly not guilty of death, but he just didn't want Cain to have a second person by his side, even though Enoch had his own lover.

Seeing that Abel came back alone with blood on his body, Cain naturally understood what happened.

"I killed Enoch."

Abel was then grabbed by the collar and beaten by a woman, crying while beating.

This should be Sheila. Abel didn't expect that Sheila would also be embraced for the first time. Maybe he made a mistake this time.He wasn't the only one, and neither was Enoch.

It wasn't until Sheila passed out due to weakness that Cain asked calmly, "What happened."

"Enoch colluded with the Church to kill you."

"Really? I don't think he has the brains and guts."

Abel was silent. He didn't know how to explain it. Cain's inherent impression of him led to his extremely low trust now, and he was indeed reckless in this matter.

Abel's silence seemed to Cain to be an acquiescence. He swung his right hand and slammed Abel against the wall.Abel's body was held against the wall by Cain, unable to move, and the violent impact made his head dizzy.

Before he could recover, Abel was thrown to the opposite wall by Cain again, smashing the gorgeous wall lamp, and the glass pierced his back with dull pain.

Cain didn't seem to be relieved, he dragged Abel to the bedroom and questioned him again, but unfortunately Abel still didn't give the answer he wanted.

After a while, Cain brought back the No.3 descendant, Ellard.

As time went by, the conflict between the church and the blood race became more and more serious, not just because of Abel's killing of the paladin.In addition, Cain saved Eilard who was supposed to be executed, and tortured and killed humans, and some disobedient low-level blood races preyed on humans, so the church had countless sufficient reasons to criticize the blood races.

"How many direct descendants are there in total?"

Cain was not in a good mood. The Werewolves, who were originally on the sidelines, had a vague tendency to lean towards the church. If the two sides ally together, the church will inevitably launch a holy war. If some preparations are not made in advance, the blood race may be wiped out.

"Seven for Sheila, six for Erard."

"What about you?" Cain's eyes fell on Abel, and there was a dark red light in his pure black eyes.

"I do not have."

Cain was silent for a moment, and then said: "You organize your descendants into thirteen clans, each in charge of your own territory and descendants, and kill anyone who preys on humans at will."

Under Cain's management, the situation of indiscriminate killings has improved, but the church does not appreciate it. It still promotes the bad deeds of the blood race among human beings, and is determined to eliminate the blood race.

The human being killed by Sheila was the leader of the jihad.

He not only bullied Enoch, but also coveted Sheila, but he didn't know that Sheila was no longer human.

"Beautiful lady, it seems like a century since we saw each other."

Sheila looked away in disgust and turned to walk in other directions, but was stopped by the man's hand.

"The loser Enoch has been missing for so long, why don't you accept me?"

"Please pay attention to your wording, sir." Sheila's eyes were cold and piercing.

The man couldn't help shivering, "Okay, okay, don't mention him, are you interested in having a drink?"

"Not interested." Sheila took two steps past the man and was stopped again.

"Hehehe... I gave you a chance." The man showed a fierce look, snapped his fingers, and a bunch of big, thick and thick men appeared in all directions.

"Tie her back for me!"

Before the man finished speaking, Sheila's seaweed-like long hair was wrapped around his neck. With a little force, his head fell to the ground like a ball and rolled several times.

The whole process takes less than 1 minutes.

The group of strong men were silent, and then someone stammered: "She, she, she is a vampire! Quick! Go and report to the bishop!"

Sheila really wanted to kill the rest of them, but for now, running away was the best policy.

As soon as she ran to the altar square, she was trapped by a shining golden formation. A cardinal stood behind her holding a scepter, continuously transporting spiritual power into the formation.

Sheila accidentally touched the edge of the formation, and a large piece of her skin was burned immediately, and she screamed in pain.He glanced at the scar on his hand that hadn't healed for a long time, and stared at the cardinal fiercely.

With the transmission of spiritual power, the circle shrinks and shrinks, and when it shrinks to the minimum, Sheila will be wiped out.

Suddenly a gust of wind blew, and the leaves fell down one after another. Before returning to their roots, they turned into hidden weapons and nailed into their faces with lightning speed.

The two paladins beside the cardinal died on the spot, but he managed to escape with a transparent shield in a hurry.

Because the leaves interrupted the transmission of spiritual power, the golden light of the formation gradually faded, Sheila took the opportunity to wrap her body with long hair and rushed out, and finally did not forget to destroy the formation.

"Beyond one's own strength." He only heard his voice but did not see him, and this voice penetrated the entire square.

The wind and cloud changed suddenly, the sky was so black that it seemed to merge with the ground, and the lightning tore through the thick dark clouds, as if they were laying the groundwork for something.

There were noisy footsteps in the distance, and they teleported to the center of the square at a speed invisible to the naked eye.

"What are you doing in a daze, don't hurry up!" the cardinal yelled angrily, and the Paladin Legion behind him came back to their senses, and rushed to the front with all kinds of weapons in their hands.

Cain looked at the ants-like crowd, calmly whispered a word, "Kill."

Their eyes reveal their hunger for blood, and the usual management regulations prevent them from predating wantonly. Today is different, today is a carnival for blood races.

They gnawed at the people of the church crazily. Some of the vampires who had just sucked up the paladins were suddenly headshot by bows and arrows, and some of the paladins who were dragged off their limbs died together with the vampires.

The entire battlefield was filled with a disgustingly strong smell of blood, and the once glorious square had now turned into a dead and noisy ruin.The sound of weapons being handed over, the sound of flesh and blood being shredded, and the roar of pain lingering in the ears like a curse, the piled up stumps and broken arms look hideous and terrifying.

Even a blood-eating creature like Cain couldn't help his stomach queasy.

The originally evenly matched fight was broken by the arrival of the werewolf, and the wolf king went directly to Cain.

"why?"

"Because you killed innocent people indiscriminately."

Cain laughed, another ignorant race exploited by the Church.

The wolf king turned into a wolf, and his golden fur showed his noble status and extraordinary strength.He raised his head to the sky and roared, and the werewolves below were ordered to rush into the battlefield.

Cain's eyes burst out with a strong red light, and the moment the wolf king rushed over, he controlled him for a few seconds. Cain didn't have time to hesitate, and quickly grew sharp nails that pierced the wolf king's heart.

The moment the wolf king pierced his chest, the wolf king broke free and roared at Cain with his mouth open. The steel bar just pierced into his lower abdomen.

Cain spat out a mouthful of dirty blood, stared coldly at the wolf king who was getting closer, and stood up staggeringly.He was scratched by the wolf king with several deep and visible scars on his body. No matter how fast his recovery ability was, he couldn't heal in a short time.

Enduring the severe pain, Cain teleported to behind the wolf king and condensed a ball of flame, which ignited his hair.The wolf king roared terribly, and he threw Cain down, trying to bite off his neck, but unexpectedly Cain rolled over and rode on him.

The wolf king wanted to jump into the pool to put out the fire, but Cain used his talent to make him run in the opposite direction. After such a tug and pull, the wolf king finally collapsed.

Only then did Cain drag the wolf king into the pool, and said slowly, "Retreat."

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The memory of this chapter is over and the next chapter will be the present stage~