[Slow Travel] How to show affection correctly

Albert felt that Bai Mo was in a dangerous state, but he couldn't even take a step forward. This sense of powerlessness made him feel extremely irritable.

Ever since he met Bai Mo, his repressed instincts began to move around, and the mist turned from the black ring continued to surround him, making a sharp sound of piercing the air.

When he saw the vampire monster rushing towards Bai Mo with an axe, the power that had been sealed up instantly gushed out from his heart and quickly spread to his fingertips.

When the monster was a few steps away from Bai Mo, a few pieces of flesh from its arm were chopped off.

After drinking the blood from the poisonous bottle, the blood monster no longer felt pain. He was irritated. He just raised the holy weapon butcher knife to command the undead to fight back, but found that the surroundings were quiet and there was no sound.

Fire, black fire.

The undead were swallowed by the flames, but they couldn't make a sound.

The blood race looked at the figure in the flames in horror, feeling the long-lost fear.

The man was surrounded by black flames from top to bottom, leaving only a vague human figure.He turned his head to look at the blood race, a strange smile appeared on his face covered in flames.The flames twisted in the air, and that smile seemed to cover his entire face.

The flaming figure suddenly rushed over with a low smile, and even the vampires holding the torture ax could not match it.

Every time the figure laughed, a piece of the monster's flesh was sliced ​​off, and the sliced ​​flesh was still alive, writhing and writhing in pain on the ground piece by piece, like a bunch of disgusting flesh and blood worms.

But in just a few minutes, the vampire has been stripped down to a set of bones, the only thing left intact is the palm holding the knife and axe, and the eye sockets with flesh and tendons constantly growing out.

Just when the flames were about to devour him completely, the blood clan uttered an extremely painful wail.

A burst of dazzling white light blocked him, and that beam of light hit Albert who was covered in flames, which made him feel great pain.

—He was not complete.

Huge and tyrannical power surged and bumped around in Albert's body, and his flesh and internal organs were torn apart. When the flames were all extinguished, his skin took on an abnormal red color.

The blood race looked at Albert, who had almost turned into a pool of rotten flesh, and laughed wantonly.

"Although I don't know who you are and what your power is, it seems that this power doesn't obey you."

After speaking, he raised the blood-red butcher knife in his hand, ready to cut off Albert's head directly.

Bai Mo watched all this, but couldn't even move his fingers.

When the ghost appeared, Bai Mo never felt more clearly than now how abnormal the ghost holding the sword was.

He carried it like mountains were pressing on him, and it took all his strength just to stay awake.

When he saw the vampire who killed his mother, and was about to use the same knife to kill his cherished person again, Bai Mo's vision began to blur, and at the same time, the chains on the ghost began to gradually break.

——As long as he can protect his lover, he is willing to pay any price!

Suddenly, time seemed to stand still.

A vampire with blood-red bat wings appeared in front of the monster. He easily blocked the butcher knife and knocked it back.

"Cain!!!" The monster roared, but the attacks of the butcher's knife and the torture ax were all blocked. It was obvious that he drank the poisoned bottle of blood, but the monster was vulnerable in front of the ancestor of the blood race.

"Barry, I warned you not to think about the Hallows again."

The blood monster called Barry stood in place. He suppressed his anger and said out of breath, "Don't you know why I did this? You are obviously his eldest relative! Why, why didn't you save him!"

A look of pain appeared on Cain's face, but it returned to normal after a moment.

"I can't save them, not just Garcia, but every single one of them, there's nothing I can do."

Barry seemed to hear something ridiculous. "You are the ancestor of the blood clan! You obviously have the power to fight against the gods, but you are hiding in the nest and dare not do anything! Do nothing!"

He was bleeding profusely, and his tone was decisive: "He once died because of your indifference, but I will save him."

Cain thought of something, which made him couldn't help but widen his eyes.

Seeing his expression, Barry said mockingly: "Yes, I know, about the reason why the group of executioners carried out the massacre."

As the strongest of the blood clan, it is impossible for the ancestor Cain not to be restricted by the world.And his constraints were even heavier than those carried by Methuselah.

He is not allowed to interfere in any matter of the blood race, even if the blood race is completely destroyed in a second, he can only watch and can't do anything.

Even when humans launched a siege against him, he couldn't fight back.

Cain was a cursed undead monster, a sinner charged with fratricide and jealousy.

Watching everything he cherished die and disappear before his eyes was the punishment Jehovah God gave him.

The relationship between the second-generation blood family and the third-generation blood family is not just the relationship between the victim and the murderer as in the rumors.

When the second-generation blood race was born, they understood how desperate their eldest relative, Cain, was to be imprisoned by the world.After they created the third generation of blood race, they told all this to their children.

Compared with the elder relatives and the first ancestors, the third-generation blood clan obviously has greater freedom.But the only thing they have to break free from is their identity—the third-generation blood race.

On a certain night, thirteen blood clans gathered and murdered their eldest relative.

From then on, they are no longer the third generation blood family, but Methuselah.

The Methuselahs planned that after turning all human beings into blood races, they would be able to revive their eldest relatives as gods.

But the gods were keenly aware of their purpose before that, and created the Thirteen Hallows.

There is an absolutely impossible condition for the blood clan to ascend to the gods—to gather the thirteen holy artifacts on the same person and open them together, so that the blood clan's crime of killing gods can be washed away.

It's just that the murderous key, known as the most dangerous holy weapon, is too expensive to open - the life of the holder and all other blood races.

It's an endless loop, a hopeless possibility.

Cain didn't know how much Barry knew, and he warned again: "Once all the seals of the evil key are released, the blood race will no longer exist."

The side effects of the three Hallows exhausted Barry.He laughed hoarsely: "I have already found a way."

As soon as he finished speaking, a girl in a red dress appeared behind Barry holding an unconscious male vampire.

Cain recognized her, and his pupils constricted after seeing the vampire in the girl's arms.

The ancestor of the blood race spread his wings, and his blood-red eyes showed that he was in a rage.