"Oops", the Prophet's right hand was stubbornly tugging his beard, and the reading and bewitching on the side knew his partner too well. Whenever he picked up his white beard, it meant that what happened It was not within his expectations, or that he had no ability to predict.
Just like a system, you can never view higher-level secrets without obtaining higher authority, and their abilities are like high-level secrets sealed in the brain. With the improvement of their ability levels, they will Have permission to read a little bit and use the ability set by the brain to a higher level.
When Roman’s right hand was inserted into the blood leader’s chest, he already knew that this monster had no heart. Perhaps it was a conditioned reflex. Perhaps he didn’t believe that this monster had no heart. So Roman was lucky enough to tore his chest open, but the facts told him , The place where the heart was supposed to be stored, there was really nothing but the empty chest, and the headless body was still fighting back with its teeth and claws.
At this time, everyone could see that the hands of the headless vampire stubbornly grabbed Roman, and his body trembled crazily. The dark, gory blood in his body was like a snake squirming from his body. His wounds flowed out, and he swam along his arms towards Roman's body.
"No, this is the blood sacrifice of the blood race. No wonder his heart is not on his body." The prophet's right hand gripping the white beard turned white, and the joints of the fingers slapped.
"Old Prophet, what do you mean? What the hell is the blood sacrifice? It makes you so nervous." Reading and watching the distorted face of the Prophet, he couldn't help but ask, everyone's eyes looked like a warrior. Ignorant children, as a group of people with special abilities, to be honest, they don't know the blood family at all, let alone what the so-called blood sacrifice is.
"Higher blood races have a unique ability. Their hearts can be separated from their own shells. Once the shells are damaged, as long as the hidden heart is not damaged, they can use the blood sacrifice to snatch another shell and continue to survive, because They have no souls at all."
At this time, seeing the black blood snakes rushing into his body from various gaps in Roman's body like giant pythons, Roman seemed to have received an electric shock and began to tremble constantly, his whole muscles seemed to be The earthworms that were exposed to the sun began to twist and struggle from the beginning to slowly dry out, and even the whole body began to become like a corpse.
"It's over, it's over." The Prophet's right hand unexpectedly loosened his white beard, and seemed to have accepted this defeatable reality. Looking at the bloodstained and corpses on the ground, he even regretted that he shouldn't let these people participate. These soldiers should not be allowed to participate in this war that is bound to be lost.
"Listen to all the kinsmen", the prophet suddenly roared loudly, with a sound like a muffled drum beat. On top of his bald head, he clearly saw the trembling blue veins. As the three elders of the Mayan organization, in order to keep the scene alone He finally chose to give up the blood of the few supernatural beings, although he knew that such abandonment meant servitude from now on.
"This is a war between us. It has nothing to do with these people. You must let them go, and I can exchange my life." The prophet's sudden increase in momentum, like the collapse of Mount Tai, made all the people kneeling and worshipping low. Wait for the blood clan to come back.
At the same time, the shabby body of the blood leader finally turned into ashes, and Roman's shriveled body was like a jellyfish that was suddenly filled with water. If it weren't for the pale face and godless eyes, they even thought that Roman had defeated the blood leader.
"boom········'
Suddenly, Roman’s body stepped out, as if putting the gravity of the entire mountain under that foot, like a demon descending, those black eyes, there was not a trace of white in his eyes, and the coercion emitted from his body was pressing. The six of them trembled and even had the evil thought of kowtow and surrender.
"hiss·······'
All the people present took a breath of air, and even the kinky shrimp soldiers and crabs who were kneeling on the ground, as if seeing the supreme king, knocked his head again and again, the prophet’s face became more solemn, he knew that this meant that the kinky leader had been taken away. With Roman’s body, even the traces of Mayan blood in Roman’s body were completely swallowed. Now he is no longer a pure vampire. If Roman’s appearance before can be called a gorefiend, then this blood family leader can be described as It is beyond the existence of blood demon.
The Prophet completely admitted his failure. He originally thought that by virtue of his prophetic ability and the status of the elder of the Mayan organization, he could quell this blood rebellion and even bring the entire blood to the Mayan organization. Can predict the future of soul creatures, but it is enough to control the entire situation, but now, he knows that he was wrong, and this error has caused Maya and even the entire mankind to face the disaster.
The leader of the blood clan is right, what soldiers, what soldiers, are just slightly stronger than ordinary human waste, even if they can defeat these special people with thin Mayan blood, but they will never be able to overcome these immortal darkness. Biology: blood family.
"boom·······"
The blood leader stepped out again. This foot seemed to gather the momentum of a volcanic eruption. The child called the fireborn, the iceman and the sonic girl instantly became unable to withstand the pressure, and finally one knee Kneeling on the ground, supporting, and breathing heavily, they couldn't imagine that this kind of fantasy or even game-like scenes actually appeared in reality.
At this time, the three elders surrounded by the middle, their legs began to tremble, their backs had already bowed, the big beads of sweat slid down their cheeks, facing such a momentum and might. They can only hold on and try to keep themselves from falling.
If this blood leader with a Roman body takes one step closer to them, the three elders really can’t guarantee that they can still hold it, but in an instant, they are stunned, because the devil in front of them raised their right leg again. ······
The sweat beads hanging on the cheeks of the three elders finally rolled down, and their eyes released a trace of desperate gray light, but the foot of the blood leader hung in the air and never fell. Instead, the pressure on their shoulders was the same. Light, the pressure on the whole body disappeared instantly.
"what········"
A heart-piercing scream suddenly came from Romain's body. It was a roar from inside the chest cavity. Romain's body slammed back a few steps and began to tremble violently. His arms instantly gave birth to sharp claws. , Madly tore the flesh of his body, as if to pick out the sound in his body.
Finally, the prophet’s eyes regained the light of the initial strategizing, because he presented a figure in his mind, the figure of Roman, this is his ability to foresee, and his ability can only see people with souls, this It means that Roman's soul is still alive.
"Prophet, look quickly and look at his chest."
Everyone followed the gaze of the fire, and saw Roman’s chest. The extent of the heartbeat could be clearly seen through the epidermis. However, it was clear that the blood leader had already invaded Roman’s body. By law, Roman’s heart should have withered long ago. The strength of the beating, the heart is clearly still alive, it means that Roman's soul is still there, and he is not dead yet, but this is simply impossible.
If there were soldiers among the six people present, they would not be so surprised, because soldiers, especially the hegemon in the army, the king of the soldiers, possess the undead belief and unyielding will. This is anyone, even anyone. The iron will that creatures cannot possess and match. Therefore, Roman is using his own belief and will to fight against the leader of the blood race, even robbing his own body.
"Ah..., squeak..."
Two sounds came out of Roman’s body at the same time. Roman’s two sharp claws were torn apart. His hair, beard, and even eyebrows seemed to be ignited, turning to ashes in an instant. At this time, the Prophet’s His eyes shrank sharply, and he seemed to see some clues, but he couldn't tell what was wrong.
At this moment, his mind-reading words reminded him:
"Old prophet, there are two people in this body. No, there should be one person and one ghost. I don't know what the ghost says, but the heart tells me that Roman's soul is inside."
The prophet's originally contracted eyes suddenly let go, only to hear him shout: "Iceman, hurry up, use your power to seal his hands."
"Huh? Oh!"
The iceman on the side immediately rushed forward, squeezing Roman's claws with both hands, the iceman's hands instantly burst into a gloomy cold, and layers of hoarfrost slowly accumulated and covered, slowly from the iceman's hands. Slowly pass to the pair of sharp claws, until his claws are completely frozen.
Seeing Roman’s sharp claws were wrapped in a thick layer of ice and could not move, like two thick bowls of icicles, the iceman exhaled a deep breath, wiped off the sweat from his forehead, and revealed his face. A faint smile.
"Haha, I'm the iceman, everything is done."
The iceman turned with a smile on his face, and was about to walk back, but at this moment, the smile on his face instantly solidified, and the light in his eyes gradually dimmed. On his chest, a black palm directly penetrated his chest. , The plasma gurgled out from the wound.
"Iceman..."
Five people not far away yelled his name loudly, but the Iceman felt that his hearing was slowly falling, and he could not even hear any sounds in the world at all. Only their squirming lips and outstretched arms could be seen. Bing People wanted to hold these extended helping hands, but couldn't hold them anyway. His body felt cold for the first time. Slowly, he couldn't feel the existence of his body, as if he had fallen forever. The dark world.
"Am I dead?"
Just as the iceman thought he was successful and turned around with a smile on his face, Roman's right arm burst into the thick ice, and the sharp claws penetrated the iceman's back and penetrated him directly. His chest completely took the ice man's life.