The heavy rain was falling, as if it was pouring down, and it was almost impossible to see the scenery after a few meters.
In a dilapidated forest, the trees were broken, and the leaves mixed with the grass were slowly being dyed purple.
In the middle of the forest, a large group of purple mist directly enveloped an area with a radius of tens of meters.
AG and Tu Lan stood side by side in front of Ziwu, quietly watching the tumbling mist inside. A stream of purple liquid flowed out from their feet, flowing straight into a large cloud of purple mist.
As the purple stream passed by, the faces of the two of them were also slightly pale.
"How is it?" Tulan asked in a low voice.
AG's whole body was drenched by the heavy rain, and the rain dripped down his hair and face, completely soaking his clothes, but he didn't seem to care, just staring at the tumbling purple mist in front of him.
"We have collected all kinds of targeted poisonous gas for so long, plus the blood essence of our two dead disciples has melted into suppressive force, they should be in a coma now."
"One hundred and twenty-eight kinds of poisons and hallucinogenic drugs aimed at the blood race. Even I can't get out of it in a short time. Our witch formation should be able to complete successfully." Tu Lan nodded. The reason why she asked was only to be more sure of the success or failure of this plan.
"Unexpectedly, I was originally a member of the Wellington family, but now I want to attack the patriarch of my own family." She sighed.
"There is an old saying in the East, water flows to low places, and people go to high places. The old ones should be eliminated. This is the metabolism of natural renewal." AG took it for granted. "Speaking of which, are you interested in being the patriarch of my Wuguang League? So far, the only patriarchs of the Wuguang League are me, Garen, and Nesser."
"Elder?" Tu Lan thought for a while.
Judging from the fight with the Death Apostle just now, AG is worthy of his title of Death Apostle wizard, with various methods, he actively rushes up to melee and fights, but then deliberately induces the Death Apostle to disperse the formation, causing Ziwu to split into four in an instant. people.
Dead Apostle-level wizards do have a lot more methods than blood clans. Although they don't have the characteristic of absolute immortality, such unpredictable methods are really troublesome.
Tulan was thinking and measuring, and on the other side of the black ashes grassland that had long been silent, there was a slow sound of footsteps.
In the heavy rain, the sound of these footsteps was almost inaudible, but AG and Tu Lan are both top experts in the world, so they naturally judged the direction immediately and looked up at the location of the person coming.
In the heavy rain like a transparent curtain, a familiar figure is slowly coming out at this time.
Blonde hair, one-eyed, handsome face, the clothes on the upper body were completely torn, revealing the outline of strong muscles, and the lower body was only wearing a pair of black trousers.
"Garon!" AG beamed with joy. "you win?!"
It wasn't just him, Tu Lan beside him also showed a hint of joy at this time. Garen's appearance clearly showed that he had won the battle with the mysterious woman just now.
"How is your side?" Gallon glanced at the purple mist, and felt a large amount of highly poisonous mist rolling inside, frowning slightly.
"The top-level psychedelic poisonous fog I prepared, those four guys should have fainted now, and their recovery power has definitely been greatly curbed." AG said confidently. "This purple mist not only has a highly poisonous effect, but also gathers all the power of Nessera and hundreds of witches under her, and has the protective effect of isolating the air. They will never escape!"
Garen nodded and stopped talking. Both AG and Tu Lan wanted to ask him about the mysterious woman, but they didn't know how to ask him.
Garen just waited quietly for the purple mist's time to end.
The combination of the blood alliance and Nadia is also one of his guesses. This is the worst guess, but he is still prepared for it, and the results show that this is not a waste of effort.
The blood alliance has already put all its eggs in one basket. Even mysterious strong men who don't know the details are willing to form alliances at will. It is conceivable that they have reached the point where they are desperate.
"Where's Pale?" He asked in a low voice.
"That's a nice guy. Don't worry about him. As long as we don't kill the Dead Apostles, he won't take the initiative. He should be recuperating in Australia now." AG replied, "He has already contacted me directly. It's irrelevant. I guess these guys from the blood alliance broke his heart. Hehe." He smiled lowly.
"Let's end it soon." Garen sighed, suddenly feeling a little bored, fighting back and forth with the vampires was actually meaningless. In his eyes, the blood race is just a backward native of this world, vulnerable to a single blow.
But recalling the previous situation, Garen cheered up a little bit and remained vigilant.
After all, Nadia also took advantage of the same consensus as him to hide the secret method in the attack of the blood clan dead apostle, that is, the dead apostle Mengge who he despised, suddenly used a weapon he could not grasp in the interval between attacks. This is the way to sneak attack and hurt him. Then he was almost attacked by Nadia. If it weren't for the Buddha mother as a buffer for the injury, Gallon would have been killed in an instant.
With the loopholes in the soul and the damage to the vital points between the eyebrows by the surprise attack, without the Buddha Mother, it might really be a failure.
Glancing at the purple mist, Garen gently raised his hand, and the shadow behind him suddenly elongated, turning into a wisp of black air and merging into the purple mist.
"I'll speed up the process."
The influx of black air into Ziwu seemed to instantly add great vitality to Ziwu.
Garen's black energy was actually to maintain the vitality of the Slaughtering Hand cultivated by Black Sass. He released the mixed energy of the Slaughtering Hand's vitality and added it to the Purple Mist. It has become a huge amount of great vitality.
In just an instant, the purple mist became much thicker.
Seeing such a drastic change, AG's pupils shrank slightly, and then quickly covered it up. Tu Lan glanced at him calmly from the side, not knowing whether he noticed his expression or not. Once the four major dead disciples of the blood clan are sealed and comatose, the entire blood alliance will be nothing to fear, and the strongest force in the world will become the Lightless Alliance. At that time, the struggle for power and control
With the addition of Garen, Ziwu finally sped up the process quickly. Under the stunned gaze of AG and Tu Lan, the witch formation, which was expected to last for more than half an hour, gradually started in just over 20 seconds. Dissipate.
At the core of the purple mist is a ball of pale white mist that is constantly tumbling. After the purple mist dissipates, this cloud of mist gradually falls to the ground.
Boom!
The white mist balloon exploded directly and disappeared without a trace in an instant. The four dead disciples in place were gone, leaving only a white stone tablet inserted upside down on the ground. All kinds of extremely complex rune patterns flowed on the stone tablet.
"I'll do it." AG stepped forward, slamming his cane.
Immediately, the purple stream under his and Tu Lan's feet disappeared completely, and the black air fired by Garen also flew back and recovered automatically.
Another meal.
The dense pattern on the stele began to slowly rotate and accelerate.
Last meal.
Chi Chi Chi Chi! ! !
In an instant, the entire stele exploded, turning into four streams of white air that flew in all directions, and disappeared in the heavy rain in a blink of an eye.
"It's done." AG exhaled, "There are special suppression tombs in each of the four directions to suppress the blood essence and blood core of a single dead disciple. As long as the medicine is constantly replenished, they will not be able to wake up in a few thousand years."
"The paleness is still there." Tu Lan reminded.
"With His Excellency Garen here, it doesn't make any sense to be pale." AG laughed. "This time, it's thanks to Your Excellency Garen for beating these four dead disciples to a state of serious injury. Otherwise, we wouldn't be able to solve the suppression so easily."
"Forget it, let's go back." Gallon didn't show any joy, and turned to walk towards the heavy rain. The sound of engines gradually came from a distance. It was obvious that the army of the Holy Fist Palace was rushing over.
AG and Tu Lan looked at each other, feeling a little weird, defeating the blood race and completely suppressing it would be a great thing, but why did Garen look uninterested.
In any case, AG's heart is still full of joy, the revenge of many years of hatred, the original knot of heart is untied at once, which makes him feel indescribably happy.
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The battle between the Lightless League and the Blood League spread throughout the entire world in just a few days to the top leaders of major powers on all continents.
As the management under the original control of the blood alliance, the high-level officials of the major countries saw the direction of the wind and turned to the No Light Alliance. Under the attack of a large number of various propaganda, the blood clan became a completely opposite force. Other vicious incidents are piled on the blood race, in order to guide a large number of unknown ordinary people.
A week later, the United Nations urgently issued an important epidemic plan for blood-sucking mania, labeling all vampires, including vampires, into blood-sucking mania syndrome. And spread the characteristics of people with this disease worldwide. And require countries to implement a high degree of isolation to prevent patients from causing social unrest.
According to the characteristics of the disease promulgated by the United Nations, the most important point of blood-sucking mania syndrome is that the complexion becomes pale, the eyes become red when angry, and blood must be sucked every once in a while. It belongs to mental problems, and it is a syndrome of psychosomatic disorder caused by imagining that you are a vampire.
All of a sudden, the Holy Fist Palace's No Light Alliance sent people everywhere to cooperate with the government in arresting "blood-sucking patients" everywhere. The headquarters of the Blood Alliance was found by the Holy Fist Palace almost immediately. Tu Lan led the team on you and killed some diehards , completely gathered a large number of Ming party old blood, and most of the radical secret party were secretly executed. The world situation is becoming more and more stable.
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Standing on the top floor of a tall building, the evening wind blows Gallon's hair continuously.
Holding a cup of freshly brewed green tea, which was still steaming, he stood on the edge of the fence, overlooking the night view of Washington.
The U.S. Capitol in the distance looks like an upside-down half of a cucumber, giving people an inexplicable sense of joy. At night, under the sweeping lights, the entire Capitol building is adorned with platinum.
Around the building are densely packed buildings with tiny light spots, like fine sand in the desert. It is impossible to count how many lights there are. Various colored lights such as red, yellow, white, and blue are intertwined, and there are more or less in the middle. Less shades of black.
The traffic flow between the high-rise buildings in the city is like a golden river, flowing slowly and steadily, as if it is the blood of the whole city.
Garen took a sip of the green tea with sugar, and looked at the huge city below.
"What are your future plans?" He whispered, speaking in very standard Spanish.
(end of this chapter)