To survive [Quick Transmigration]

The blood race's attack was caught off guard. Osborn was standing on the rock encouraging his companions one second, and fell down extremely suddenly the next second.The paladins were in an uproar, and those who were close hurried to the boulder and supported Osborne.

"Go and have a look." Mo Zhaoyuan poked Minghe, "Don't let the son of luck die like this. As for the blood clans who came to sneak attack, leave it to me for the time being."

"Yes." Minghe nodded, even though he was aware of Mo Zhaoyuan's strength, he still couldn't help saying, "Your Majesty, be careful."

"Xiaohe is just too worried." Mo Zhaoyuan waved his hands indifferently, narrowing his eyes slightly, "Even if Seves comes, I'll be fine, or rather, it's better to be Seves. coming."

— Then you can kill him directly.

For the temple, Osborn, the inspiring son of luck, is of great importance.However, correspondingly, Sevis's status in the blood clan is definitely much more important than Osborn.

Since Seves could think of assassinating Osborn to hit the morale of the temple, then conversely, if Seves is eliminated, the blood race will probably be devastated and morale will plummet, right?

In addition, the cooperation between werewolves and blood clans was facilitated by Seves.Once Serves is gone, it is still unclear whether the werewolves will continue to cooperate, or they will take advantage of the decline in the strength of the blood clan to make trouble.

The step of "killing Sevez" is a very economical action no matter how you look at it.

While thinking secretly in his heart, Mo Zhaoyuan chased after the attacker.

He couldn't sense the breath of the blood race, and Norris' body was just an ordinary human being.However, according to the direction in which Osborn fell, the approximate location can be deduced. The blood race will not be able to leave so quickly, as long as they chase it earlier, they can still catch up.

"I found~ found~ you~" the young man snorted and laughed, jumping and falling from mid-air.The moment he landed on the ground, he took out a dagger that he didn't know when he was on his body, and slashed towards his back.

The sound of sharp blades cutting through the air was accompanied by the sound of cloth rubbing against each other. The tall man hurriedly took a step back, dodging the attack.

"It's you." Seves said sullenly, looking very unhappy.

"Long time no see, Your Royal Highness." Mo Zhaoyuan turned around and greeted Seves with a smile, "What a wonderful idea! The reason why I want to assassinate Osborn is because of Angelo The things I said to you? About the savior or something—”

"How do you know?" Sevis frowned slightly, and winked at the blood clan who was about to attack Mo Zhaoyuan, signaling them not to act rashly, "Do you have a good relationship with An Qiluo?"

"Ha." Mo Zhaoyuan's answer was a flat sneer.

——He is already very face-saving, otherwise he should laugh a few more times to show sarcasm, shouldn't he?

"Let me guess, Angelo told you a lot, right?"

As he spoke, he retracted his right hand holding the dagger casually, as if he had restrained his aggression.But if you observe his movements carefully, you can clearly see that Mo Zhaoyuan only looks relaxed, and his right hand is still in a convenient position where he can swing his weapon at any time.

"No matter why you believe his words, well, maybe you just feel that you would rather kill the wrong than let it go." Mo Zhaoyuan smiled knowingly, "After all, Osborn is just a paladin , it’s not troublesome to kill him, right?”

Sevis didn't speak, he retreated warily.It's not the kind that retreats a lot at once, but slowly, and if you don't pay attention, you won't even notice that he is retreating.

His Royal Highness, the Duke of the Blood Race, although he has never admitted it, and maybe he will never admit it, but he knows very well in his heart that the black-haired and black-eyed boy in front of him, who is not sure if he is a human being, is very powerful, maybe stronger than him .

Therefore, Sevis was always extra vigilant when facing Mo Zhaoyuan.

"I'm really thankful to you." Mo Zhaoyuan seemed not to notice Sevez's movements, and said to himself, "Really, I thank you very much, His Royal Highness the Duke."

His endless and unclear words made Sevis a little puzzled.

grateful?

Thanks for what?

It doesn't sound like a good thing to say.

Seves' vigilance reached the highest level: "You—"

His words were interrupted by a white light, and the dagger struck him many times faster than before, and it was difficult to avoid it even with the swift movement of the blood race.Sevis reluctantly turned around to avoid it, but was still cut to the neck by the blade.

At the same level, the holy power slightly suppressed the vampires.And the young man in front of him is obviously much stronger than himself, and the suppression is even more serious.

Seves originally thought that the wound would be severely corroded, but unexpectedly, this attack did not carry holy power.

He suddenly remembered that the dagger that stabbed at him like lightning just now did not see the light yellow halo.

So—the other party is not a saint power user?

It's not a holy power user, but he can still have such a powerful force, could it be

At this moment, Sevis's thinking coincided with that of the members of the temple.

The boy in front of him is definitely not human!

But unlike the temple guessing among the vampires and werewolves, Serves, as the Duke of the vampires, could clearly feel that the other party did not have the aura of the vampires.

It's also weird, without the stench of werewolves.

Sevis couldn't help frowning: "Who are you? No, it should be - what are you after all?"

He tried his best to resist Mo Zhaoyuan's attack, and asked in a deep voice during the gap between the fights.

"What do you think?" Mo Zhaoyuan blinked his eyes, but the movements of his hands didn't stop.

Blood Duke's speed is very fast, whether it is dodging or attacking, it is overwhelming.But Mo Zhaoyuan was faster than him, and he was superior in terms of strength, so when Seves was struggling to deal with it, Mo Zhaoyuan was still very leisurely.

The fast-paced battle between the two of them made it completely impossible for the other blood clans who followed Seves to attack Osborne.Even, they couldn't even see the movements of Mo Zhaoyuan and Sevis clearly, so they could only avoid them from a distance, so as not to be hurt by Chi Yu.

Mo Zhaoyuan looked at the blood clans who were full of confidence facing Seves, and wondered how these blood races would react when they saw Seves killed by him after the battle.

"You are not a human being, nor a werewolf." Seves replied intermittently, several wounds of different sizes had appeared on his body, and the noble and elegant duke demeanor before was gone, "You are not a blood race— Unless your class is above mine, I won't fail to sense your breath."

"Hmm." Mo Zhaoyuan raised his eyebrows, deliberately prolonging his tone, "Then do you think I am an unknown race that has never appeared before, or do you mean that I am a prince-rank blood race?"

Sevez's expression became more and more ugly.

No matter which one it was, it made him feel unacceptable.

If it is the former, how many is this unknown race?

Is the fighting power of this race so strong?Is the boy in front of him the most powerful or ordinary in this race?

What purpose do they have, and why do they intervene in the battle between humans and blood races?

If it was the latter, Seves couldn't be relieved even more.

If the boy-like guy who is fighting with him is a prince rank that the blood race has never had for thousands of years and only exists in legends, then

Why is their highness on the human side?

Why would their highness help humans and kill so many blood races?

Seves is absolutely unwilling to accept this possibility.

Seeing that Sevis's face was so dark that it was unbelievable, Mo Zhaoyuan finally mercifully let go of this poor blood race in conflict: "I'm just kidding. There is no 'unknown race', nor is it a 'prince' High-level blood race' - I'm really just a human!"

What Mo Zhaoyuan said was the truth, Norris's body was just that of an ordinary human being!At most, it is due to malnutrition, delayed development, and more hidden injuries.

Other than that, it's just an ordinary body like any ordinary human being.

A truly powerful soul from another world, but the soul has not changed its race, so no matter what, Mo Zhaoyuan is definitely a human being in this world.

However, his rare kindness was not appreciated by the other party.

Sevis didn't believe his nonsense at all.

Humanity?

Just a human?

If humans were so strong, the blood race would have been extinct 800 years earlier!

"It's fine if you don't want to say it, there's no need to fool me." Seves's brows flashed a bit of sullenness, and the movements of his hands were a little more ruthless.

As if determined to fight him to the death.

Mo Zhaoyuan couldn't help laughing.

"That's what you think, you're really blaming me." He sighed pretendingly, "Well, forget it, it doesn't matter, at least I meant it when I said thank you just now."

"Thank you——for taking the initiative to meet me."

The young man smiled, as if the barely evenly matched battle just now did not exist at all, he restrained Seves almost irresistibly.

"You are not the only one who thinks about killing important figures in the enemy to influence morale."

The arm that was forcibly torn off was casually thrown aside along with the suppressed muffled groan of the Blood Duke.

"I think so too! Among the blood clans, His Highness the Duke is the most important existence, right?"

The hand holding the neck was white and slender, but it had an irresistible power.

"So I thought, if I can kill His Highness the Duke, it will definitely help Xiaohe very~big~!"

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"Thank you very much, Your Royal Highness, for coming to me and giving me your life so kindly."

The other hand, also white and slender, was stained red with blood after penetrating through the chest.

"Hey, it's so strange, the blood of His Highness the Duke is different from the blood of the blood races killed before, it is actually a dark red color that is almost the same as that of human beings."

As he spoke, he stuck out his tongue with a smile and licked the blood spattered on his lips.

"It even tastes the same, it's amazing."

The black-haired and black-eyed boy looked at the heart in his hand suspiciously, then turned his head to look at the vampires hiding in the distance.

"Hey, any blood race, come and answer me."