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Andre was like a bad cat, every time he just tore off some pieces of meat from Gavin and threw them away.Like teasing a mouse that can't fight back.

He directly ignored the attacks of Lions or Gavin, at most he turned his head to avoid the fatal wound to the neck.This process made him happy and enjoyable.

Andre had spent his time in this way until Waldron was a quiet corpse in a coffin.

To torture and kill the "prey" that Waldron threw in may be the nobles who want to kill him, or it may be the "brothers and sisters" who want to become Waldron's descendants.Those people were eager for his death and believed in the prosperity and wealth promised by Waldron.

But in fact, they are the pieces of meat that are fed into the tiger cage.

Gavin is not an easy bone to gnaw.He carries the sacred artifact of the church in his arms, and there is always a way to put Andre to death.

But a deadly fighting machine doesn't hesitate for a moment because of death or pain.

Andre seems to have calculated what kind of injury can recover, and what kind of injury will cause slow movement.Half of his body was covered with blood, and skin was growing from the tender pink flesh.

Gavin could only lie on the spot at this time, his limbs were torn off again and again, and the newly grown flesh would be torn off before it took shape.It was almost exactly the same as the tragedy of Adrian described in his mouth.

Gavin smiled coldly. After a short period of fear, he saw through something, and shouted with pity and mockery: "It's so pitiful. Waldron is a vampire who understands the nature of vampires, and the dogs he raised are indeed the same. Immersed in the blood, a waste that cannot be freed."

"This body can be given to you, Andre. Let it be your sacrificial object." Gavin laughed non-stop, "My soul can still regenerate, but you, you have died in your body gone."

"Don't bother you." Andre said, grabbing Gavin's heart with his fingers and claws.

The cold wind hit from the side, and Andre had to stop attacking, dodging the silver dagger stabbing at his face.

"Dangling—" The precious ornament fell to the ground and rolled away with a grunt.

Andre's nerves tightened, and he looked in the direction of the sound. Samus didn't know when he woke up, and was dazed by the pieces of meat on the floor.

Samus lay prone on the carpet, short of breath, looked at everyone in the hall in horror, gritted his teeth, held his breath and passed out again.

Andre narrowed his eyes, and the tyranny at the bottom of the crimson pupils calmed down a little.

Although Gavin talked about giving up this body, he was not reconciled.Seeing that Andre was distracted, he immediately engraved a vicious spell on the dagger and handed it to Lyons, asking him to hold Andre, while he escaped at the right time.

Any changes in the castle were under Andre's control, he sneered and rushed towards Gavin.The injuries on his body slowed Andre's movements. Apart from Samus who fainted, Lyons was the most intact one present.

Gavin rolled to avoid Andre's attack. Due to the lack of limbs, he couldn't make any more movements at all, and was quickly pinched by the neck by Andre and pressed to the floor.

Gavin's smile widened on his face, his body had stopped healing, and his flesh and blood began to rot: "Andre, your fault is that you are too kind to a human being. If there is fate, I will come back and take your corpse one bite at a time. Eaten."

"Andre!" Samus, who was in a coma, woke up at some point, his index finger dripping blood on the carpet, he shouted, and rolled away with the blood-stained carpet.Expose the formation below.The place scratched by the short sword has been filled. Fortunately, although the scratches are long, they are thin. A little filling according to the original pattern can complete the formation.

Andre violently lifted Gavin and threw him in the middle of the formation.

Gavin's eyes flashed fiercely, and his body's tendency to decay became more and more obvious.

"As I said, the prey I set my sights on cannot escape." Andre pulled out a short jewel-encrusted dagger, and plunged it straight into Gavin's heart.

The intricate patterns on the dagger were stained with blood, and after the final groove was soaked with blood, it emitted a dazzling light.Gavin's screams followed.

The dagger is engraved with the spell of imprisoning the soul, which was given to Andre by Vijorel before he left.From the very beginning, Andre didn't want Gavin to escape.Amidst Gavin's tearing curses, Andre slowly recited the spell to activate the formation.

"An...Andre...!" Samus suddenly shouted, his voice was shrill.

Andre paused for a moment, and saw a cold light out of the corner of his eye, and then his heart tightened.

The tearing pain instantly spread throughout the body from the place where the knife cut.The numbness and pain made the mind chaotic, mixed with Gavin's wanton laughter.

The breath of the hunter is behind, like an illusion before death.

Andre gritted his teeth, still chanting the incantation, and the huge formation began to operate, like an irreversible machine.

"Gavin, I curse you in the name of the blood clan. I will smash your soul, your body, and anything related to you one by one. Hell is your only destination!"

A small crack appeared in the darkness in front of Reins, and the cold breath spread from his arms to his chest, which was especially obvious in the scorching fire.

The burning corridor was always on the eve of collapse, and the figure of the man stood still. Reins opened his eyes wide, raised his hands, and saw a pair of immature and white baby arms.He seemed to have been indulging in this nightmare for a long time, so that he forgot too many important things.

"Andre."

Lyons murmured.

This name is like a sprout that grows with the spring breeze, growing in the corridor of charcoal and flames, driving away the dark shadows gathered in front of it.

"Andre..." Lyons read it again, and saw the simple men's ring on his finger.There was a man wearing the same men's ring with his name engraved on it.

His body was numb under the weight of the crossbar, but Lynes suddenly realized that he should go out.

He didn't belong to the villa that was burning forever, nor did he belong to the man who came to his aid.

He belongs to a lonely and elegant vampire, he is his prey and his... lover.

"Andre!" Reins' dark red pupils became clear for a while, but his chest and abdomen were pushed out by a force.

Halfway through the formation, Andre's forehead was covered with cold sweat, not only the damage caused to him by daggers and spells, but also an untimely order that wounded his bones and blood from the bottom of his heart.

"Live."

"Live!"

The order came from an overwhelmed, annoying hunter.The voice is calm and gentle, with deep love.Between the incantation and the formation, this little wish is weak and powerless.

Andre felt for the first time that he didn't want to die, he wanted to live.

"Andre!!"

There was a huge pulling force from his wrist, his warm chest was pressed against his back, his strong hands clenched his wrist, and he opened his stiff fingers one by one.Lions slammed down the dagger, nailed the dagger on Gavin's forehead, and rolled out of the formation with Andre.

Neighing and screaming instantly echoed in the castle, full of unwillingness and resentment.

He can't die, he doesn't deserve to die.He is clearly the real God!How could he die!

Gavin was about to burst into tears, staring at the ceiling unwillingly: "Andre...Andre! I curse you...I curse you..."

"The Pope should rest easy." A cold voice came, followed by pouring holy water, pouring down Gavin's throat drop by drop.

Roy stepped into the formation leisurely, like being in a church in this deadly formation that is not aimed at humans.

"You are not a god, Gavin. You are just a thief who stole the name of a god. You are despicable, arrogant, and greedy. You are no match for any species you despise." Roy said lightly.

Gavin couldn't speak, he could only feel the wear and tear of his soul and body.

The last thing left in his dying eyes is the "loyal dog" whom he despises the most, who is the most reassuring, and who has been kept by his side since the beginning.

All sound is gone.

Samus poked his head out and asked hesitantly, "Dead...dead?"

"Dead." Roy nodded, and ordered the congregation following to burn the rest of the body, while he walked towards Lioness with an opaque glass jar, "Detective, what you want me to bring over."

Lyons hummed, his movements a little stiff.

Andre was sleeping quietly on his lap, just like the first time they met.His face was pale, like a delicate corpse.

Lynes opened the glass jar.

Stored inside is a bright red heart that does not beat.

Lyons pressed the jar against Andre's chest, bent down, and kissed his pale lips.

"One last order, Andrei, never leave me."

***

The rainy season in Vesenor lasted for several months.The rain curtain washed away the blood and corpses, and built a brand new city.

The old pope was purged because of murdering believers and deviating from the oracle. The headless royal family and the church had to merge into a new ruling class.

Manipulating all this is a crow that used to live in the main city.

The era of mutual checks and balances between the royal family and the church has passed. As the new monarch, Roy revoked the privileges of the church and the royal family and granted titles according to his talents.And among them is a new group of people - day walkers.

After the rainy season, Weisennuoer is full of greenery, and the humid air is fresh and cool under the sun.The dense forest that has been gloomy all year round has a little more dazzling light.

In the old castle, one curled ear is lying on the window sill wearily, "watching" his master with half-closed eyes.

"Meow!!" Mi Sa called out irritably, extremely dissatisfied with the master's indifference.

The door opened, Mass was picked up by the back of the neck, and it stretched out its paws to protest, only for the other party to say softly: "Shh——"

Misa bared her teeth, but obediently lay on Lions shoulder and followed Liones away.

It looked at the sleeping Andre with reluctance, and noticed the slightly trembling eyelashes of its master while shaking.

"Meow! Meow!!" Misa kicked Lyons mercilessly, and flew towards Andre.

"Mass!" Lioness yelled, but Ju Er didn't fall miserably on the sheet, but was hugged by both hands and wrapped in his arms.

Andre's pale golden pupils reflected the diamond-like sunlight. He looked at Lyons, felt the quiet heart in his chest, and raised the corners of his lips.

"I have come to complete the contract, my lord."

——End of text——

The author says:

Finally finished writing, 54 words in ten months.This is the first time for the author to challenge a full-length drama with a high concentration of plots. The writing process is very tiring, and I have to keep revising the outline and thinking about logic.Many times I don't want to write anymore.As a very cold and cold subject, the Western Fantasy Blood Race has not very good data and attention. The readers who have been following the comments during the process are really my only motivation.Thank you for accompanying me to the end.

There are still many stories behind, but I personally think it is a good choice to end here.It is expected that there will be stories about Vijoler and Waldron that everyone is paying attention to in the extra episode, and there will be a little bit of other supporting roles.When it is updated, it will be marked in the chapter name, and you can choose to read it yourself.

The next book will be a lighter short sand sculpture: "Retirement Tiandao Online Poverty Alleviation" Natural black (stupid) Gao Leng Xianchang x good temper (black belly) sad reminder to the breeder.Interested treasures go to support for a while.