The vampires not far away showed their fangs and rushed towards the delicious place.
Roy was the first to arrive, but when he saw the scene, he couldn't help but take two steps back, and long fangs protruded from his mouth.
The desire constantly emerging from his body pulled his nerves, making him want to rush forward desperately.
But no, the remaining rationality told him that the blood race must not passively go to the point of fighting with the hunter.
Exhausting all the strength in his body, he controlled himself and stepped forward, trying to pull away the queen who had already fallen into a state of rampage.
Raising his hand, he wanted to destroy those corpses as soon as possible, but he was a step too late.
Looking at the vampires who seemed to be rushing out to snatch blood, Roy felt powerless all over.
Is he going to watch the blood race on the road of no return? How can this work
"Stop it all, stop it." He tried to release his coercion as much as possible, but he wanted to suppress the idea of blood-sucking while controlling the increasing number of vampires, which was really powerless.
The most important thing is that the person caught by him swung his backhand at him, completely treating him as an enemy.
People from the Hunter's Guild slowly gathered, but blood races kept appearing.
The deepest desire in the heart was already aroused by the blood, and now there are so many people, which undoubtedly made the vampires present very excited.
Roy stared at the chaotic situation with painful eyes, especially when the man walked in like a stroll, his heart seemed to be firmly pinched by the other party.
That kind of horror can no longer be described in words, who is this person, and why does he always feel that the other party has a higher pressure of pure blood than them.
But he is obviously not a blood race
"A low-level blood race is a low-level blood race, and it will never be as noble and holy as her."
"Since this is the case, it is also a misunderstanding of her to keep it. It is better not to let this kind of dragging clansman go."
Carol stretched out her hand gracefully, and the slender, powerful fingertips with calluses immediately burst into pure white light.
Even at such a distance, Roy could feel the destructive and destructive force coming from there.
If he really made a move, would the blood race still have a chance to kick back
"No, Lord Carroll, you can't do this." Roy let go of Abe and immediately went to stop Carroll.
But as soon as Abe was free, he rushed towards Carroll one step ahead.
The long fangs were still dripping with blood, and the long white dress was stained with all kinds of dirt. He looked like a lunatic, and there was no elegance and beauty that a vampire should have.
"Her Royal Highness, Your Excellency Carol." Roy rushed over in surprise, blocked a blow for Abe, and a mouthful of blood spewed out of his mouth instantly.
The movement was too fast, and the hunters who did not join the melee and the ordinary people who quietly hid in the distance watched this scene in surprise and admiration.
The Duke of the Blood Race couldn't stop the blow of the next president of the Hunter Guild. What does this mean? It means that the dynasty belonging to the Blood Race is about to be changed.
The screams and cheers of ordinary people instantly attracted the vampires who were fighting the hunters.
In the present of food, who can resist the temptation and rush into the crowd desperately.
"Ah, go away, go away."
"It hurts so much, help me."
"Ah, monster go away, I don't want to die."
When the first vampire who broke through the siege and entered the crowd began to catch anyone and started sucking blood without restraint, the second and third also began to join.
A real scuffle began, and the culprit who provoked all this was being protected by Roy in his arms.
Perhaps it was the warm breath sprayed on her face just now that aroused her few senses, and the redness in her eyes was slowly fading.
Roy watched the chaos in the crowd, hunters, vampires, and ordinary people, as bright red liquid spilled onto the ground.
The sound of cries of pain, the sound of teeth sinking into flesh, and the sound of panic continued to pass into his ears.
Why it happened like this, he didn't understand.
Carroll gave the two people on the ground a cold look, and the light in his hand turned into a mighty dragon, attacking the crowd.
Wherever they passed, the vampires wailed in pain.
"I don't know the so-called thing, but dare to let her bear the infamy, everyone should go to hell."
The light on the dragon's body was even more radiant when the hand moved slightly. The vampires who were already afraid of the sun felt like they were being scorched by the fire at this moment.
They were so hot that they were stinging and smoking, as if they would be wiped out in the next moment.
Carroll was really stimulated, and Roy, who was not too close, felt depressed and tense.
Once again, he had strong doubts about the "she" in his mouth, who was she.
Why can this cold-blooded and powerful man do this, and want to destroy the blood race just because they will give her a bad reputation.
What on earth was he thinking, Roy really wanted to know.
In fact, what Carroll thought was very simple, how could she bear a bad reputation with her being so holy.
He would never allow anyone to pour dirty water on her, and he didn't want her to see the filth, so he wanted to get rid of all these hidden dangers.
The giant dragon in the sky seemed to sense the thoughts of its master, and opened its mouth to sing a dragon chant resounding through the sky.
With a swoop, he attacked the blood race who had no power to resist.
Just as he was about to be caught by the sharp dragon claws, a golden barrier suddenly sighed and blocked the dragon's attack.
At the same time, a white figure quickly approached, and almost instantly, it appeared not far from everyone.
The golden hair is brighter than the sun, and the white clothes are elegant, walking slowly, and the clean breath is rushing to spread.
The meticulously carved facial features are so unreservedly reflected in everyone's eyes, even hunters who hate the blood race have to praise, she is really beautiful.
A beauty that has surpassed her identity, because she does not have the seductiveness that a blood race should have, but a touch of elegance.
Like a clear spring in troubled times, with its own character, but not forgetting its own identity.
Being in the middle, but completely out of it.
Her appearance is like a ray of light, staying in the hearts of many people.
"Your Majesty." Roy called excitedly. He never expected Her Majesty to appear. Did he sense that they were in danger
Xun Mi raised his head slightly, and was about to look towards the place where he was speaking, but his sight was suddenly blocked, and he blinked suspiciously.
"Well, you... hello." I don't know what the man is going to do, so let's say hello first.
A shallow smile appeared on that flawless face, and the seductive red lips made a sound like pearls falling on a jade plate, so intoxicating.
But it made Carroll's whole body stained with blackness. She looked at her so strangely, as if the two of them were just strangers.
How could this be, she was obviously the person he identified, how could she not remember him.