Big breaker

Ou Le always felt that he was still in a dream.

Otherwise, there is no way to explain why that man appeared there again and again.

That man should be dead, no?In front of him, he was beheaded by an exorcist from the School of Everything.The head landed on the ground, turned around, turned all the way in front of him, stopped, opened the pair of eyes that had plunged him into infinite fear and despair, and stared straight at him. , something seems to be jumping, something seems to be extinguished, and something seems to still exist stubbornly, entwined towards him like a vine, making him unable to move.

He was afraid of those eyes, so afraid that he would tremble when he saw them.At times like this, he would force himself to think of the other pair of eyes, another pair of eyes of the same color, a pair of pale, very harmless eyes.

Ou Le knew that he should die soon-not now, now was his dream.He is alive and well now, and so is that man, and he still has time to speak those familiar sneers that chill his body, and show his white fangs to him.He had to close his eyes, remembering the other pair of eyes, and silently recited the familiar name in his heart, as if it was a spell, which made people feel at ease.

What he was referring to was actually that time when those exorcists broke into his "lair".It was a killing that was not pleasing to the eye. He watched the man's head roll down and rolled to his feet, but his eyes were always open. The light brown pupils were slightly stained red with blood. It gradually enlarged until it turned into a whole blood-red sky, enveloping him, and he could no longer escape.

"You must escape for me."——this was the last sentence the man said to him.He thought it was the stupidest sentence he had ever heard.Why run away?The situation is already clear, isn't it?He is a lowly vampire, so immature that he doesn't even have the skills to survive independently.But now, the only "father" who can protect him is dead, and those exorcists who killed him still haven't left.He was hiding, in a corner they hadn't found yet, but it was only a matter of time before he was found.Then what?

He must die.

As a half-way monk who has not even obtained a formal exorcist qualification certificate, Ou Le has no friendship at all with these fellows who came from a professional background, and he has not yet had time to establish a side-by-side battle in the short few days of contact. His friendship, if they caught him, he would never have an ending other than falling to ashes - for a lowly species like him, there is not even a whole body after death, and nothing will be left except a pile of ashes.

The only thing he can count on is that those exorcists still have enough kindness to help him box up those ashes, take them back, and return them to his family in a better-looking way. If possible, they can help him It would be better to cover up the cause of death again - after all, the way he died is too ironic.

Is there anything more ironic than being the heir of a blood hunting family but dying as a blood clan?

He silently said the name again, not daring to imagine the expression that person would have if he knew that he had become like this.

If possible, Ou Le really wants to see that person again.That person can't fight, but he knows a lot, and every time something happens, no matter how difficult or confusing, talking to that person always makes me feel better.But Ou Le knew that he had no chance, he always had to die.He couldn't continue to live, and he didn't want to live like this.Besides, his "parents" are also dead. As a vampire, he no longer has any restraints or nostalgia, so why is he still not dead?

Even if those exorcists didn't even want to take his ashes back, even if they killed him, they would dislike him as a half-blood hunter and cause trouble... But no matter what, it's better than living like this.

With that in mind, he stood up.There was nothing to struggle, he just deserved to die—he remembered that he really wanted to die at that time.

"Please kill me."—this was what he wanted to say, but he couldn't say it.

"Escape." The man's words echoed in his head again, "No matter what method you use, even if you break off your limbs, even if there is only half of it left, you must escape for me."

He thought it was a last word.And it wasn't until that moment that he realized that this was actually an order—it was the last order that the man gave him before he died, taking advantage of his "father's" status, which was full of malice and could not be resisted.

So he did it.Completely involuntarily, he jumped out, his body was still stained with the darkness in the corner, but the fangs between his lips were frighteningly bright.He grabbed the closest and weakest exorcist, bit him with one bite, but didn't kill him, sucked two hastily, then threw him bloody to the other exorcists, then turned and ran , went straight to the window.One part of the exorcists was held back by his actions, and they had to stay to tend to the wounded, while the other part, the part that chased him out of the window, was treated as the first meal of his solo hunt.

His strength is not weak, he has always known this.He has a talent for fighting, and he is also good at physical skills. When he was supplementing theoretical knowledge in the tutoring class of the exorcist, that person repeatedly praised him for this.He was sent to this land to deal with vampires because his family recognized his strength, and after he was caught by a man, his fighting ability improved by leaps and bounds, and his progress was frighteningly fast—he didn’t just get caught When it arrives, it will be transformed.The transformation was only a few days ago, and before that, he was only imprisoned.Locked in a large enough room, without restraints on his body, it was enough for him to do things, and he did, day by day, with all kinds of tricks, trying every means to kill a man.Of course, he has never been able to kill a man, and all he got in exchange was the man's more merciless ridicule and deeper and deeper pain.But it turns out that those useless skills are actually useful, at least it can make him more handy when hunting down those exorcists who are chasing after him.

He tried his best to deal with the chasing exorcists, constantly dodging, hiding, attacking, and biting, blood gurgling down his throat, delicious and addictive.This was the first meal he ate by himself, and it was also the freshest and most satisfying meal. The empty stomach had the pleasure of being filled, and the cold body had the illusion of warmth, but he suddenly felt uncomfortable, beyond satisfaction. The side of his neck was itchy, and there seemed to be insects crawling on the place that had been licked and bitten countless times. When he scratched, it felt like it was nowhere near itching.

He felt more and more uncomfortable.Not just physically, but mentally as well.He looked at the body of the exorcist who was still warm, and remembered what the man had said to him.

He said to himself more than once, don't panic about exams, I believe you will be able to become an exorcist, 100%!

Ole recalled that name again.It was obviously a name like a reassuring spell, but it only made people feel scared when it was contained between the lips and teeth again.

He originally wanted to see him again, but now he dared not at all.He wanted to hide, starve to death or degenerate, and never go back to see him again.The fact is, that malicious death order is still in effect, he has no choice but to walk step by step to the pier, lie down in the coffin prepared for him by his "parents", fall into a deep sleep, and let the ship secretly bring him back to him hometown.

He shouldn't have gone to that person.But he has to go.This is an order.

"I've read your memory, and I know you know him." In the dream, the vampire with charming eyes sat upright, looking at him not as disgusted as usual, but with a bit of seriousness, Indifferently repeating the words he had heard countless times in dreams.

"So I order you now, wait a minute, those exorcists come in, you must escape for me - no matter what method you use, even if you break your limbs, even if there is only half of it left, you must escape for me .”

"Then, find that person and tell him he has to do it."

In the dim room, Oule, whose gag was taken off, closed his eyes tightly, frowned, and muttered to himself.His voice was not loud, floating in this quiet space, but it was exceptionally clear.

"Tell him he has to stop them and only he can...they've already started..."

"...If he keeps silent, the blood race will not be the only ones who will perish."