Seeing Yafisol open his eyes, Olves chuckled and said in a low voice, "Little bug, pretend to be asleep."
The blood race is handsome in appearance, proud in character, self-proclaimed noble, and compares human beings to bugs.
Yafisol was not surprised when he found out that he couldn't hide it from Alves. There was only a flash of surprise in his eyes at first, and then gradually returned to indifference.
Slowly sitting upright from the ground, Yafesol glanced at Cousy in the distance.
I saw Cousy's chest heaving up and down evenly, and there was even a slight snorting sound from him, which showed how soundly Cusy was sleeping.
When Olves sucked Cousy's blood just now, Yafisol was not worried at all.
Deep down in his heart, he knew that Olves would not hurt Cousy, not only would he not hurt Cousy, but he would also send Cousy to the throne of Pope.
He shouldn't know these things, but he feels that this is how the world should develop, and it's only natural.
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—The new Pope Cousy, wearing a golden robe, stood at the highest point of the stairs overlooking all living beings, with light brown pupils, he exchanged a glance with Alves, who was wearing the king's alchemist costume, and smiled knowingly.
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"I'm Cousy's good friend. If you hurt me, he won't forgive you." Yafisol looked at Olves without blinking, but looked at the dark forest behind him out of the corner of his eye.
Olves laughed, "You disappeared for no reason, what does it have to do with me?"
"I'll yell, and you don't want to disturb Cousy. Let's talk about a condition, you let me go, I have nothing to do with you, and I have never seen you like this before, what am I Do not know at all."
Olves's scarlet eyes revealed a dismissive expression, he glanced at Yafisol contemptuously, and nodded, "Okay, I promise you. But you can only go in that direction." The direction Olves pointed with his raised finger turned out to be the dark forest.
Yafei Sol thought for a while and nodded, "Okay, once a gentleman says something, it's hard to chase. I'll leave now."
After saying that, Yafisol stood up and walked into the dark forest.
Olves stood outside the forest and saw the figure of Yafisol gradually disappearing. After showing an evil smile at the corner of his mouth, he lowered his body and drew a magic circle on the ground. After the drawing was finished, a golden light appeared from his hand, and he pressed his palm hard against the center of the magic circle.
And as his palm left, a demon with a terrifying figure, blue face, fangs, and a pair of horns on its head slowly rose from the formation.
The demon glanced at the summoner, half-kneeled on the ground, put his right hand on his left chest and respectfully said, "Master, what are your orders?"
Olves pointed to the place where Yafesol slept, "Smell it, go eat him, he is your tonic tonight."
The devil's eyes lit up, he jumped to the place where Yafesor had slept and sniffed it, then he couldn't wait to turn around and sneak into the dark forest.
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——Yafisol showed an offensive face, and ran wildly in the forest in a panic. The demon behind him chased after him. It opened its ferocious fangs and bit Yafesol's neck fiercely. Yafesol didn't even have a chance to howl, so his vocal cords were bitten off and he lost consciousness.
The demon not only ate Yafesol's body, but also swallowed his soul. After tasting the gorgeous feast, it licked the corners of its mouth with its scarlet tongue, and left in satisfaction.
The next day, the mid-level priest Cousy woke up from a sound sleep, rubbed his neck that was itchy from mosquito bites last night, and asked Alves doubtfully, "Where's Yafisol?"
Olves shook his head, "I don't know, I fell asleep after changing."
Cousy frowned slightly, and then stretched it out after a while, "There is no sign of a fight here. Yafesol has always been timid, and the bones along the way, he is probably afraid of becoming a deserter. Leave him alone, let's move on .”
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Yafesol looked coldly at the huge demon that was chasing him, his eyes were indifferent.
The devil let out a shrill laugh, opened its bloody mouth wide, and rushed towards Yafisol.
Yafesol stretched out his arms unhurriedly, folded his palms together and pushed forward, and a white holy light shot out from his palms.
When the demon touched that ray of light, the place where it touched suddenly burned like a flame.
Before it could howl, Yafesol rushed out like a black panther, with a lightsaber in his hand out of thin air.
The lightsaber slashed fiercely at the demon's neck, and the demon's vocal cords and throat were severed before he could scream.
With a "bang", the huge demon turned into countless fine black dust and dissipated in the air.
Putting away the lightsaber again, Yafesol frowned and looked around. In his memory, Yafesol should have a cowardly and weak character, so his posture in front of outsiders is also the same as he remembers.
But in fact, not only is he not cowardly and weak, but he is so powerful that he even fears himself. Intermediate and advanced light arts are a piece of cake for him, and he even mastered almost all great light arts.
However, how did he master these light arts? After searching the memory, there is no trace.
After easily beheading the middle-level demon, Yafesol looked around.
The dark clouds in the sky covered the only moon, and the only sound in the dark forest was the rustling of leaves and the hooting of owls from a distance.
Looking at the exact same scenery around him, Yafesol shrugged and chose a road at random.
After walking for about half an hour, Yafesol suddenly stopped.
The forward steps were suddenly blocked by an invisible barrier. It was obviously a different scene. As soon as he took a step, he found that the scene had changed slightly. Although it was very subtle, Yafesol could still see the clue. Taking a step back, the scenery changed back to what it was just now.
Yafesol reached out and touched the barrier that split the space, and a white light gradually attached to his hand.
Because his light spell has reached the level of the pope, all the light spells below the great light spell will be recited.
Yafesor spread his gleaming white hand in the void and patted it forward, only to see a faint white ripple centered on his palm, spreading to both sides.
The spreading scene is like the spread of ripples on the water surface, which is the appearance of the enchantment.
After testing the barrier, Yafesol already knew it.
He intensified the light spell on his hands again, and this time both hands were covered with strong white light.
The two palms turned into claws, and the fingers were embedded in the void. The two hands were slightly clenched as if they were grabbing something, and they were pulled to the sides.
Following his movements, the transparent barrier showed white ripples again, and in the middle where he tore it, the scenery changed drastically.
After tearing apart the barrier, Yafesol nimbly got into the barrier. And as he drilled in, the barrier was closed again.
It was still pitch black outside, but the space inside the barrier was very bright.
Behind the barrier is not a forest, but a very huge cave. The cave is surrounded by crystals and diamonds that emit white light, illuminating the cave brightly but not dazzling.
After walking along the cave for a long time, Yafesol stopped when he reached the hinterland of the cave.
In front of his eyes, was a pure white crystal coffin!
The coffin was placed vertically against the corner of the wall, and the crystals reflected the light from the surrounding luminous bodies, making the whole coffin look holy and delicate like a dream.
Yafesol was stunned for a moment, but after a while, he shook his head, picked up his steps again and came to the coffin.
When he saw the person in the coffin clearly, Yafesol was shocked, and his body was completely sluggish.
What a holy and perfect man is this
His fair cheeks were as soft and delicate as condensed milk, and his long light golden hair shone like the sun under the light of crystals. However, the sun's rays were too harsh and hot, but the light on this man's hair was soft and gentle.
His face was as delicate as an angel's, no, his face was more delicate and perfect than an angel's. Brush-like golden eyelashes, sharp facial features, and sexy thin lips. Beautifully curved and perfect jaw.
Yafisol was slightly taken aback when his eyes were on his ears, which were long and pointed but beautiful. But these ears, aren't they the characteristic code of the blood race
The person in this coffin is actually a vampire, a vampire who has been sleeping for an unknown amount of time.
The moment when he knew that he was a vampire. The heart started beating crazily, and there was a strong voice in my heart shouting, wake him up, wake him up, wake him up!
Yafesol shook his head and shook off the thoughts in his mind. But he still stretched out his hands, and slowly opened the crystal coffin lid and put it aside.
And with the opening of the coffin lid, Yafisol, who could only observe the appearance through a layer of things, can observe the appearance of this beautiful man from zero distance this time.
The hand uncontrollably touched the man's fair cheek, and the feeling was even more beautiful than imagined.
Yafisol obsessively stroked the other person's face for a while, outlined the curve of the other person's face, and slid his hand down involuntarily, and came to that person's sexy lips. Gently depicting the perfect lip shape of the other party over and over again.
Such a beautiful man is actually a blood race.
Yafesol sighed in his heart, and gently opened his lips with his hand to find another evidence of the blood race. When he saw the sharp teeth on both sides of the teeth, he completely believed that this person was indeed a blood race.
Yafisol suddenly "hissed" and withdrew his hand like an electric shock.
Just when he was looking at the teeth of this vampire, he didn't believe that his fingers brushed across the other's sharp teeth, and the skin on his fingers was cut.
Quickly put the bloody finger into his mouth, Yafisol was a little scared.
If the blood race falls into eternal sleep, it will never wake up again, just like the death of human beings.
And although the skin of this vampire is cold, it is very soft. It must not be falling into eternal sleep, but just sleeping. According to legend, the blood race who has been sleeping for a long time is easily awakened by appetite, and there are even rumors that the blood race that has just woken up has a strong appetite!