[Slow Travel] How to show affection correctly

Contrary to the tranquility in the dense forest, the outside world is in chaos.

The Holy Son disappeared, and the human beings who lost the blessing of light suffered heavy losses. Methuselah led the blood clan to attack menacingly, and the monsters who had slipped out of the gate of hell stared at the fresh blood and flesh.

The only thing that keeps human beings from falling into despair is that they know another fatal weakness of the blood race besides the fear of sunlight.

It is said that a traitor appeared in the blood race, and he leaked some mysterious and special existence to human beings, which the blood race called "holy artifacts".

As long as the "holy artifact" is killed, a blood family will be completely destroyed.

Traitors can always easily find the vampire's lair, and the following humans are like hunting dogs smelling fish, tearing apart the vampires who have lost their leaders.

Among the flames and ruins, a vampire holding two huge axes stood at the front, bleeding profusely all over his body.

"Traitor! Disgrace to the blood race!"

The so-called traitor was covered entirely under a thick black robe, and his face was hidden by a wide-brimmed hat.

Suddenly, there was a weird laugh from under the hood. He seemed to be suppressing his laughter, and his body shook so violently that his hood slipped off.

"It turned out to be you!" The man holding the double ax could no longer control his anger, he rushed over with the ax and kept slashing.

A few humans standing in front were chopped into several pieces before they even had time to react.

The holy water sprayed from their tattered clothes and splashed on the blood man, burning his flesh in an instant.But that vampire had no scruples, and the huge ax fell on the laughing traitor, cutting off half of his shoulder blade and an arm.

"You can only dishonor your eldest relative."

The traitor with only half his body left suddenly stopped laughing.

The next moment, his right hand was cut off and turned into a long scarlet knife, which cut the blood race's head and chest from the side with a strange arc and speed.

A piercing cry sounded, and densely packed undead crawled out from the ground. They were dilapidated, and some of their chins even had their own rotten eyeballs hanging from them.

The undead had no consciousness, they scattered around, imitating the behavior of their masters, dutifully slaughtering every blood race they encountered.

Several people couldn't stand the scene, bent over and retched.

The traitor picked up his right hand, laughed wildly, and chopped the vampires on the ground into pieces.

He pulled a saint standing behind him, pointed at the pile of meat paste: "Deal with it."

The believer poured all his holy water there tremblingly. He watched the pile of squirming flesh shivering and turning into black charcoal and ashes, and then only a small piece of silver-blue bone was left.

The traitor bent down to pick up the severed bone, looked at it, raised his left hand to his mouth, and directly bit off his little finger.

He chewed and swallowed the finger in his mouth, then bit the silver-blue bone and drove it hard into his wound.

Seeing all this, the believer was terrified. He just wanted to turn around and run away when his neck was bitten off.

The other humans were terrified and thankful. They watched the vampire drank his blood and his body became whole again. The vampire pulled up the hood stained with the blood of his kindred to cover his dazzling curly blond hair.

In a forest covered by mist, nine blood races sat around a round table.

They are the legendary Methuselah.

A female vampire wearing a purple veil said: "He has been resurrected, we don't have to be afraid anymore."

The male vampire wearing a black hat answered: "Thirteen sacred artifacts, humans have already obtained six, and we have to make a decision."

"We don't have to follow the commandments anymore."

"Find the murderous key, he is the last hope."

The orange light hanging on the door flickered a few times, and the halo turned into golden butterflies, which fluttered in the air.

When the butterflies shattered into specks of light, the room was empty.

Everything returned to silence and darkness.

Bai Mo received a secret letter from the family, and the family members begged him to return to Wilson.

Before the war started, Wilson was hiding in the secluded valley. They strictly obeyed the precepts and never left a step, and this also allowed Wilson to escape disaster after disaster.

However, a few days ago, the Fraser family who held the "Phantom Mirror" was wiped out, and humans used the power of the holy artifact to force them to reveal the lair that Wilson had hidden for a long time.

Levi Wilson abandoned the family and arbitrarily handed over the position of acting head of the family to the elder Debra.

Sadly, although Debra is the head of the house in name, she doesn't have the power that the head of the house should have.

During the attack, that contemptible traitor of the blood clan actually possessed the power of at least two holy artifacts, and several elders fought together but were still unable to match.

Wilson was almost exterminated.

Fortunately, at the last moment, an ally opened the mirage, and they finally escaped.

But now that Debra is unconscious, Wilson needs a Patriarch who truly has a strong bloodline.

After reading it, Bai Mo handed the letter to Albert.

Albert knew the blood clan, and knew their loyalty to the family and their affiliation. He would not prevent Bai Mo from returning to Wilson.only......

"Mirage?" Bai Mo shook his head: "I don't know what it is, the blood race doesn't have such power."

Albert touched Bai Mo's hair: "I will go with you."

Albert looked at the back of Bai Mo and Phil packing their luggage together, but the brisk and energetic figure of his lover did not lessen his doubts.

Mirage.

As far as he knew, it was an illusion woven by the mermaid's singing, but the mermaid clan should have been extinct for a long time.

Albert thought of the merman. The merman hidden in the secret room of the Clark family kept its youth and strength by devouring its heart. Without a heart, it would age rapidly.

It is incomplete.

Ordinary sharks are sea beasts with human faces, they can't even speak, they only have the instinct of eating and hunting, and the only value is the tears that can be turned into pearls.

However, that incomplete and flawed mermaid can even know everything.

As long as you offer your heart, it can bless you.

No one knew where it came from, as if it had been in Clark's secret room from the very beginning, doing dark and secret deeds for the king and nobles.

When I saw the merman before, it was hung on the roof to let its blood flow, and all its blood flowed into Cain's resurrection formation.

The blood of the devil sheep and the blood of the merman brought the ancestor of the blood race back to life.

Anjou's ancestors cut off Cain's left hand, and the demon sheep made of countless Anjou's flesh and blood sacrifices is the coagulation of crimes, and its blood can completely remove the seal on the left hand.

But what about shark blood?

Albert thought of the silver-haired woman.

The aura on her body even made herself, who has the blood of Samuel, feel threatened.

What is she?

What is the merman who was taken away by her?