The layered routine of vest essence

Theodore quickly arrived at the monitoring position by the power of the wind. Although he didn't know why the weirdness deliberately leaked his tracks, he was undoubtedly threatening him with Ellis.

The young Duke of the blood clan smiled coldly, his blood red eyes were full of fighting intent, this group of weird people really came here to fight without knowing what to do, did they really think the blood clan who had lived for so long were vegetarians?

Who is not like a magical creature...

He could only hear a long and shrill meow from a distance, as if reminding him to go, Theodore didn't hesitate much, and controlled the power of the wind to turn himself into a body and fly there.

Ellis, who was sitting in the room, heard the cat meowing, turned off the TV screen with a wave of his hand, wiped out the warm scarf and hot cocoa, and then lay on the carpet as if he was dead, and pretended to straighten his body Bruises come out.

The spider spirit who stood outside and locked the door covered his face humanly, pretending that his ability could not see the room.

The black cat lay leisurely on the stone pillar at the gate. Behind it was a large manor whose owner was unknown. It looked very desolate and empty in the cold wind. It licked its paws leisurely. See Theodore Came here and waved like a lucky cat.

"Meow, hello little bat."

"Where are people?" Theodore turned into a human form. The windbreaker with a stand-up collar made him look particularly small. The whole person looked like a mature high school student. Such a tall black cat, "Don't force Lai Lai, hit faster."

"Meow, I don't understand, who is there?" The black cat shook its tail and appeared on the stone pillar on the other side in an instant, avoiding Theodore's wind blade.

Theodore felt the smell coming from the wind, and didn't bother to entangle with it. The strong wind blasted open the gate of the manor in an instant, and even blew the two heavy iron gates directly into the fountain at the entrance.And the black cat standing at the gate licked its paws indifferently, its green eyes seemed to be looking at something novel.

"Are you looking for Ellis?" it said suddenly. "What is your relationship with him?"

Theodore originally wanted to raise his leg and go straight to find someone. The smell of human blood was like a bright light in the sense of smell of the vampires. He could clearly feel that there was one and only fresh blood in the room not far away. .

Hearing what the black cat said, he stopped and said, "It's none of your business."

"I heard that he was alive 100 years ago, meow, how could he be a normal person." The black cat licked its paw, "Aren't you afraid that he will pretend to approach you to take your place?"

"It's none of your business." Theodore rolled his eyes. If Ellis really approached him for his position, then it would be fine to fight directly. It's not true that he is showing weakness and lurking. Can't beat it.

"Hey, listen to my advice, you'd better go back by yourself now." The black cat seemed to be earnest, but in fact it secretly sarcastically said, "Otherwise, when the blood race lacks a leader, our Demon League will not be polite."

Seeing Theodore turn around to leave, the black cat didn't move. Instead, it lazily turned over to let the night wind blow its hair better.

"Meow, I'm just a kitten, how can you let me go?"

Theodore, who had already walked to the gate, also had some doubts in his heart. This group of members of the Demon League was not the same as the one he fought last time. Compared with the weird group who refused to accept it, these members seemed to be friendly and able to talk Chatting, but who knows what bad thoughts are hidden in it.

The villa gate of this independent manor is the old-fashioned push-pull type. It can be said that few people in the United States have used it. Theodore undoubtedly kicked the gate, only to hear a dull sound, and there was a creak from the door. There was a gnawing sound—the right foot he kicked out was firmly grasped by something, and sharp pain came instantly.

But even so, he could only feel that his legs were stuck in the mud and he couldn't break free, but he still didn't feel anything weird about the gate, as if he had kicked into a different space, or directly into the mouth of some giant beast inside.

He frowned, feeling that his right foot was gradually being bitten by the teeth of a gigantic beast, from between the toes to the calf bone, the tooth-stinging pain went straight to the brain, making his face dizzy white.

"What the hell." He said, and without hesitation, he raised a wind blade in his hand, and slashed across his knees. For a moment, the dark blood shot out like a celestial maiden scattered flowers. The blood splattered on the door and the separated calf seemed to be digested and melted into the door in front of him.

Even with the resilience of the blood race, it still takes a long time to regenerate a broken limb, but in this case, it is obvious that he will not be allowed to slowly adjust his state.Theodore barely used his ability to wrap himself in the place where the blood was dripping. He leaned back and avoided the rose petals flying out from nowhere—even though they were said to be rose petals, the dark red petals were covered with Spikes like long hairs, like the tail needles of poisonous spiders.

"You're playing dirty..." There was no tension on his face, but he heard the sound of an ambulance rushing here according to his instructions, and he couldn't help but feel a little upset.

Originally, Theodore was worried that if he went in directly, he would see a scene where Ellis was tied to a chair and laughed strangely next to him. In fact, he just watched too many TV series, and he didn't want to play at all. The routine of threatening to tear up tickets, but wanting to kill him directly.

He lowered his head to look at the granulation sprouts that had begun to appear under his knees, and without hesitation, he rushed towards the door with a strong wind.

The storm that seemed to be able to tear the sky knocked the whole house to pieces. The spider spirit who had been huddled at the door and hugged Theodore's calf as a snack finally showed its figure, and its six huge feet were tightly buckled by the door. On the table, the remaining two hands were used, one was tightly covering the hair that was blown by the strong wind, and the other was still reluctantly holding Theodore's calf that hadn't finished nibbling.

Theodore looked at the spider spirit with some disgust, and couldn't stop drooling because he was leaning over his body. How unlucky was he that he could get kicked into this weird mouth?

Thinking that there might still be this guy's saliva on his legs, Theodore's eyes turned even redder.

"Wooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooow .” the spider spirit cried hypocritically, and even stuck out his tongue to lick the end of Theodore's calf, his provocative tone could not be hidden.

Theodore felt chills for a while, seeing the spider spirit's shy look, he couldn't help but said, "Can you even say I haven't showered today?"

Miss Spider, who wanted to have a bloody atmosphere, slowly put out a question mark, and the calf in her hand suddenly became pale.

The wind was still blowing, and the sharp wind blade hidden in the wind pierced the spider spirit's leg fiercely, and even cut off her long black spider's slender legs as if it was counterattacking her body.

The spider spirit who couldn't stand up made a sharp cry, like a tortoise that had been turned over and fell to the ground on its back, countless rose petals scattered from her body, like little dark red spiders facing towards the ground. Theodore jumped on him.

The door that was originally fixed by the spider spirit was slammed open by the strong wind, and the items in the room were also swayed by the wind. The mug on the table wobbled and fell from the table. There was a dull collision sound on Ellis' face on the carpet.

And Theodore still can't pay attention to the situation in the room at this moment. Countless little rose spiders fly towards him at an extremely fast speed. Their sharp teeth can swallow even the wind and air, weakening Theodore's upward wind. Not a lot.

Theodore's right hand hooked the pillar, and the whole person rolled out along the corridor at the door, and knelt on one knee and settled on the grass. His right foot had not yet recovered, and the spider spirit seized this flaw and commanded again. With the little spider rushing up.

Countless black shadows are reflected in Theodore's blood-red eyes, and the lingering wind surrounds his fingertips, condensing into invisible wind balls like cannonballs, hitting the rose spider like a slingshot hitting a bird. Go, the little spider that was hit was like a withered petal, slowly falling from the air to the ground.

"This isn't..." He snapped his fingers, his eyebrows just loosened, and a deep voice suddenly sounded behind him, with a snake-like dampness.

"Hey, got you."

The lizardman, who was spitting out long letters, gently rested on Theodore's neck with his thin claws, and his sharp nails pressed against his aorta.

On the other side, the spider spirit that was beaten like a sieve slowly squirmed, and all the petals and fragments on the ground slowly gathered towards her, and after a while, they gathered into a small spider, a living rosette. On the top of her head, her beautiful face, which is not ugly at all, is even more delicate.

——This is weird.

They cannot be eliminated by violence, cannot be reversed by rules, and will even become stronger with the increase of human fear cognition. Only by finding the "anchor" that restrains them can they be truly eliminated.

As a blood race that can be regarded as a living thing, these guys are the real invaders.

Miss Spider giggled, her white eyes without pupils fixed on Theodore: "You can be more aggressive, I can bear it—"

The scene fell silent for a moment.

The blood race can be regarded as "alive" creatures anyway, and they will die if their necks are broken. Even though Theodore has the ability to teleport, he can't guarantee that his speed will be faster than this one. Weird behind him was even faster.

Feeling some sharp pain in his neck, he sneered and said, "How else have you learned how to play tricks? When did the art of war in Planting Flowers spread so widely?"

The lizard man smacked his lips: "Your friend is still in the room, if you and him can only live together, hey!"

"You choose—"

He stuck to Theodore's ear and said, a bloody stench wafted from his mouth, carrying a cunning that shouldn't be weird.

Theodore had a sullen face, and with a good vision, he saw a white corner of his clothes through the open door.

At this moment, it was not the ambulance that arrived late, but it was still untimely. Seeing that the door of the manor was wide open and there was no sound, it slowly came in from the door with the bell ringing "Di Wu Di Wu" .

"Mr. Theodore!"

The person in charge and several people who came down from the car saw the kidnapping scene like a TV show, their faces froze, and the smarter took out their mobile phones on the spot to send out an alarm.

"Hey, the little desserts are here too." The spider spirit stepped forward a few steps with her head upside down on her eight legs, with a greedy smile on her face.

Theodore's fingers moved slightly, and the regrown feet stepped barefoot on the somewhat prickly grass, and the small wind slowly climbed from bottom to top.

When he wanted to use human beings to attract hatred to see if he could have a chance to fight back, a voice that was considered familiar and somewhat unfamiliar sounded.

"Is the world so lively in a hundred years' time?"

Everyone raised their heads, and the brown-haired priest was leaning against the doorway just like a hundred years ago, showing them a standard to rigid gentle smile, and at some point under his feet, he was stepping on the one that was still chirping just now. Crooked spider spirit.