[Slow Travel] How to show affection correctly

When Bai Mo's death came, Lin Na was not surprised.

Ah, it's finally here.

Thinking so, she walked to the room covered with red roses.

This world was created for Bai Mo. They originally thought that when Bai Mo got tired, they would destroy everything and disappear with Bai Mo.

But she changed her mind.

Linna pushed open the door of the room, and in a daze, she seemed to see a girl in a red dress smiling at her and calling her "sister" softly.

However, there are no girls in red dresses here, only red roses all over the room.

Linna cut her own arm, dipped in her own blood, and drew an extremely complicated magic circle. She drew very slowly, stroke by stroke.

The wound of the blood race recovered quickly, and every time she wanted to draw a new stroke, she cut a new cut on her body.

Blood races have a long lifespan, but they still die and suffer.

But it seemed that only the pain could prove that she was still alive at this moment.

When the formation was completed, her white dress had already been stained red with blood.

There are thirteen light spots of different colors displayed on the array, and some of them are superimposed together and look extremely dazzling.

Each point of light actually represents a holy artifact.

After the scuffle that day, apart from Levi Wilson's spiritual staff and the ghost lamp in his body, only Bai Mo's evil key and the host's three holy artifacts remained.

Now that Bai Mo is dead, he has not embraced any human beings since he was removed from the name of Wilson.Without descendants, the evil key will also fall in the place where Bai Mo died in its real form.

Part of this magic circle is to strip the spirit stick from the blood race's body, in a way that no creature in this world can detect.

That day Cain took away all the unclaimed holy artifacts except the blood cup and the soul ring.

And the other part of this formation is to send the ghost lamp, the three holy artifacts she owns, and Bai Mo's evil key, the stripped spiritual staff to Cain's hands.

The aggregation of the thirteen holy artifacts will destroy the blood race.

But above destruction comes new life.

Cain is not an ordinary creature in the world. His left hand, the Hallows Corpse Hand, records the secrets of the world.

He should know how to use this complete blood sacred artifact.

Linna tapped the formation lightly with her finger, and an unusually powerful force erupted from the center of the formation.

The wave hit Linna, and in an instant, she was like a shattered glass portrait, shattered into pieces, but before the pieces fell, she turned into butterflies glowing with pale golden light.

They revolved around each other, leading the two travelers who were looking for them to Cain's hiding place.

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"It's really cunning." Cain said so, his white and slender fingers brushed over the holy vessels.

Finally, he raised his left hand, starting from the fingertips, as if an invisible flame had burned his left hand into a dead branch, turning black and thin.

The twelve sacred vessels were held up by some kind of abnormal force and spun around Cain's left hand.

They turned faster and faster, and even the surrounding space was stretched and distorted, and with a tooth-piercing piercing sound, several thick black mist gushed out from the crack.

Cain's smile deepened.

It turns out that this is the matrix that constitutes this world.

The black mist was divided into twelve strands, each of which penetrated into the twelve fast-rotating holy vessels, and the black mist suddenly dispersed, disappearing in an instant.

However, Cain's smile subsided. He knew that the most critical moment had come.

Just as it confirmed what he thought, the air suddenly became thicker, and the originally light air became viscous like swamp mud, pulling everything covered and shrouded deeper.

The surrounding scene began to blur and melt down, but Cain stood firmly in place, as if he had already left everything.

— Alone, is a world.

Everything around him disappeared at this moment, becoming nothingness.

Cain looked at his feet. He was looking around when he suddenly noticed something. He raised his head and met an eye that suddenly appeared in nothingness.

That eye is a beautiful emerald green, but at this moment, it looks very strange.

Cain stared at it without hesitation: "This place is useless to you, so there's no need to destroy it?"

The eye moved slightly, revealing a little interest.At the same time, Cain felt the pressure on his body become more than ten times stronger, but his expression remained unchanged, as if nothing had happened.

The two stood in a stalemate for a while, and then the eye gradually became blurred, with blurred outlines, and then disappeared.

At the same moment, a large amount of black mist began to pour out from his body. The black mist overflowed from the eyes, nose, mouth, and even every pore, and finally concentrated on Cain's left palm.

However, this power was too huge, and Cain couldn't control it. The power spread from the palm up, almost reaching the elbow in the blink of an eye.

Cain quickly drew a few times in the air with his left hand, and twelve light spots appeared from the void. They dragged their black fog-like tails, falling like shooting stars in twelve directions.

The left hand that was seized by power instantly exploded into a cloud of blood mist, which quickly spread to the positions of the twelve holy artifacts.

After the blood mist touched the holy artifact, it was as if being grabbed by an invisible hand.

Twelve hands dragged this piece of blood to the lower bunk.

When the last void was filled with blood mist, a new world was born.

Nothing has changed, but everything has changed.

Upside down.

Humans, blood races, angels, monsters, all races live on the same continent.There is no heaven, no hell, much less sin and damnation.

There is no quarrel between each ethnic group, as if they were born as compatriots, harmonious and beautiful.

He once thought that he was the only one who remembered everything in the past.

However, when Cain heard a knock on the door and saw the blond-haired and green-eyed vampire, he smiled.

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There is a bar in town run by a blood clan.

No matter how many years have passed, there will always be only three vampires in it, the store manager, and two clerks.

The clerk who hardly showed his face was not like a blood race at all. He was simple, straightforward, and without any etiquette constraints. Occasionally, it would inevitably make the ancient blood race families who value respect and humbleness feel uncomfortable.

But everyone knew that it was the bar manager's favorite, so no matter what he did, no one dared to say a word.

The other clerk is a bartender. He has blond hair and his blue eyes are always frozen. No matter what he sees or who he meets, his expression never changes.

However, one day, the doorbell of the bar rang, and the moment the waiter raised his head, his whole figure seemed to be frozen.

The visitor was filled with sunshine-like warmth. He stretched out his hands and smiled gently at the waiter.

The frosty blond blood fell into his arms, like a stray child who had finally found his home.

"Long time no see, Barry."

As he said so, he hugged the sobbing blood in his arms even tighter.