The Endless Shuttle

"This is the responsibility of the old man. It makes the adults of the nightmare species unhappy. These arms and eyes are offered as an apocalypse. Please forgive the ignorance of the disrespectful person... If it is not enough, the old man will judge himself immediately to show that the blood sucking The hope of the Lord of Disaster..."

It seems that the "elders" of the blood-sucking species still have smart people.

For a moment, Rope nodded.

"Well, it's quite a good response, you are considered to be up to standard, but..."

With the sound of his voice, except for Bernice and the kneeling Elder, all the other blood-sucking species, like the young man, turned into flying ash and disappeared.

Bernice's eyes widened and her body trembled.

The feeling of death passing by is uncomfortable.

The Great Elder didn't expect that it would be himself who survived, and the expression on his aimless face was all stunned.

"You don't need too many people to talk to. Only one qualified person is enough. Don't you think so?"

The violent **** smiled and asked.

Chapter 86—Kneel and Surrender to the Strongest God

The mutation that occurred in this shining room was destined to be clear to the few blood-sucking species present.

It is impossible for other blood-sucking species to know that in less than five minutes, almost all the higher-level blood-sucking "elders" were taken away from their lives without any reason.

The reason is nothing more than a gaffe.

For the first time, Lily saw the cruelty under the mask of the **** of disaster "Gentle".

But how should I put it? After the fear, there was excitement all over the body, a longing for the unimaginable power to easily break through the "sky".

The vampire girl is worshiping the **** of disaster.

"Let you see such a farce, the guilt of the old is difficult to distinguish, and the lives of those fools should be presented as an apologize to the nightmare and the **** of disaster behind you as the old instead of the vampire..."

The half-disabled blood-sucking elder said with a wry smile, his speed of adjusting his mood even exceeded Rope's expectations.

And beside the elder, Bernice Cepela watched her nose and chest, as if motionless like a stone statue, for fear of making any jokes on such a serious occasion.

The experience of death passing by, one time is enough.

"Sit down and talk."

Rope raised his head to the clever elder, and extended his index finger.

"Also, it's not good to talk to me with wounds, even if I forgive your gift."

As if back in time, the elder was surprised to watch his severed arms and shattered eyes return to their original form.

Healing technique?

No, it doesn’t feel like an elf...

The blood-sucking elder could not judge the means of the black-haired youth.

"Does the Nightmare Seed have such abilities?... It is truly a race created by the Lord of Disaster, and it is different from the inferior species that degenerate step by step like ours. How enviable it is to have the protection of the Spirit Seed... …"

He tried his best to compliment the Nightmare Seed, while sitting down across the round table.

"The old man is named Renadot Finn, and he temporarily holds the position of the "big elder" of the vampire species. Lord Nightmare, please forget the unpleasantness just now, let us talk about the details of my seed for your creator, Lord of Disaster. "

"Well. You can call me Rope."

"Master Rope."

Renadotte bowed his head respectfully.

"First of all, I would like to extend my sincere apologies to you and the Lord of Disaster. Because of the cowardice of my subordinates, the "Council of Elders" only sent one "nobleman" after a private discussion. To convey the vampire's request to surrender, this is an old ineffective monitoring, please forgive me. "

Can talk.

From just now to the present, the vampire elders have fully demonstrated the verbal skills of a person in power who has lived for a thousand years to the upper ones.

The first time he opened his mouth, he tried to eliminate uncertainties. The behavior of "sending apprentice assassins to test the attitude of the **** of disaster" was attributed to the group of dead vampire elders, and he himself took advantage of the atmosphere of just receiving the nightmare kind of gift to bear the guilt. In this way, 9% Ten can turn big things into small ones, and small things into nothing.

Rope likes smart people very much.

Because talking with smart people can always produce a very pleasant feeling.

""Noble"? "

Rope touched Lily's head and asked.

"As far as I know, Miss Lily said that she was just a "trainee assassin"..."

"That was once, Lord Rope."

Renadot's expression was very serious.

"Miss Lily is very good in both strength and handling. I have been paying attention to her a long time ago, trying to turn her into a blood-sucking "noble," and even entering the elder council, but at the same time I made this decision, the elder council has already sent She went to your camp to perform a sacred task, but regretted that she did not have time to inform Miss Lily. "

"Oh? Is that so..."

"Yes." Renardo said.

With a smile on the corner of his mouth, the black-haired young man became more and more happier.

Of course he didn't believe in Renadot's nonsense, 80% of him just saw Lily being so spoiled by his side, playing snakes and crawling to win the favor of the nightmare kind.

But the other party has such a keen mind, which is exactly what Rope is happy about.

It was indeed the right choice to leave this clever old blood-sucking species.

The vampire young girl with short purple hair became a "nobleman" with an inexplicable expression.

What the vampire species said on this occasion, even if she is just a poor vampire species imp, then she is now undoubtedly a "nobleman."

"Hahahaha, it's funny, you guy."

Rope laughed heartily.

"Go ahead, let me see what you can bring for me... No, what is it for the Lord of Disaster, so that he can become the lord **** of refuge for you and other vampires."

"It is an old honor to make Lord Rope happy."

A gleam of light flashed through Renadot's dark red eyes.

He spread out his palms, and the power of the shadow surged, eliminating the "existence" from the cup on the table.