In the vampire society, there is a consensus that even a few outsiders know: the ceiling of the combat effectiveness of the vampire race is the council elders.
Although the strength among the elders of the council varies, even if the weakest one is singled out, he is still an extremely strong man who can fight against the four great hero kings of mankind, the double punishment, the three protection and the five great masters.
However, few people know how high the true combat effectiveness of the city-state lord is. This is because the fighting power of the city-state lord is deliberately obscured by the vampire society. A city-state that succumbs to the rule of powerful force will only generate fear and rebellion. Justice, law, and tradition are the three governing swords of the "courtyard", the city-state's governing body.
So what is the real combat power of the city-state lord
Surrounded by a halo, the lord of the city-state "rules", and his combat effectiveness is at the level of "Great Elder". That is, the stronger among the vampire elders who are over one hundred and twenty years old.
The shadow of the city-state "Nightmare" is imprisoned at the bottom of the city, and its combat power is "infinite".
The specific manifestation is that due to the particularity of his bloodline, every nightmare has countless blood secrets hidden in his body. These blood secrets are not obtained by his practice, but some kind of super power talent similar to a "database".
Nightmare's Blood Secret Technique changes with the opponent's strength.
The stronger the opponent, the more types of Blood Secret Techniques the Nightmare will gradually use during the battle, and the Blood Secret Techniques will be activated on their own and choose the most suitable plan to kill the opponent, without the Nightmare having to choose.
The Lord of the city-state, "The Ruler", was secretly observing the battle in the high-altitude attic. He was holding a wine glass. Behind him stood the Secretary-General and a row of executive secretaries waiting for orders. Their clothes were straight and ironed without any wrinkles. They lowered their heads slightly and looked at each other. Stop on the red carpet.
The relationship between Dominion and Nightmare is one of mutual hatred. People who have not experienced the art of One Body and Two Souls cannot understand this inherent emotional malice. To put it simply, they both want the other to die, but they don't allow the other to die - death is a very cheap way of relief.
at the same time.
They are the most trusted people for each other.
The leader who was watching the battle was just curious about what kind of exaggerated blood secret techniques he would see on Nightmare next, which were not even recorded in the Vampire Secret Book.
"The battle will be over soon."
The Lord of the city-state drank the blood from the cup. Ever since he woke up, he had been relying on this drink to refresh himself.
The secretary-general behind him said nothing.
He knew very well that the boss just seemed to be expressing emotion, and did not need the approval and response of his subordinates, nor did he need his subordinates to express their own judgments and thoughts on their own initiative. If you habitually say "Yes, it is indeed about to end" at this time, it will be tantamount to committing a taboo of transgression. A subordinate is a subordinate and can never be a friend of the boss.
People who can stand out from a row of executive secretaries and become secretary-general are extremely smart people. However, once they obtain the position of "secretary-general", it seems to activate the natural awe of the Lord of the city-state in their blood, and the concentration of awe is much higher. To ordinary vampires. The secretary-general of any vampire city-state is the most loyal and most fearful person to the city-state's lord.
The secretary-general had witnessed with his own eyes the process of the city-state's lord releasing the city-state's shadow nightmare underground, and his fear was still vivid in his mind.
The evil spirit who had won ninety battles in a row was indeed strong enough, otherwise he would not have allowed the courtyard to awaken the lord of the city-state at the risk of being punished, but now he was facing a nightmare, and defeat was only a matter of time. He has been able to fight against nightmares for so long, which is enough to make him famous.
"Um?"
The doubtful voice of the city lord interrupted the secretary-general's thoughts.
He raised his head slightly and looked through the attic window to the open-air training ground.
Although the distance is quite far, the Secretary-General has excellent eyesight—
The evil man suddenly burst out with ferocious energy, as if transparent flames were burning and twisting the air. A unique sense of oppression spread across the distance, like a cold steel plate pressing on the tip of the Secretary-General's nose.
This situation was one of the worst that the courtyard could have expected.
Na Sharen's true identity is an "overlord".
It is definitely not a good thing for the Sharen Overlord to challenge Mandira in the trial field.
However, the Overlord is the top evil being and is difficult for humans to deal with, but against the Nightmare, there is still no chance of winning.
The nightmare held the bloody sword upside down in both hands and thrust it into the ground. Suddenly, a fishy wind blew in the air, accompanied by the panicked screams of the audience, like howling ghosts and wolves.
More than a dozen streaks of blood burst out of the ground, as long as silk and satin, with bloody hands at the front!
The bloody hands grabbed Wu Chan and were cut off with a series of swords.
But bloody hands emerged from the ground one after another, with the intention of binding Wu Chan into a cocoon.
It was also a bloody hand, but it was far different from the ten thousand bloody hands in the city summoned by Council Elder Ying Yi when she fought against Wu Mie.
Wu Chan made a forward thrust, and all his bloody hands were empty.
!
The audience was stunned.
The lord of the city-state in the attic was stunned.
The secretary-general was stunned.
Because they only saw Wu Chan move forward and then disappear, their vision could only vaguely capture what seemed like an afterimage passing through the nightmare just now.
Floating in the air were the two severed arms of Nightmare that had been chopped off.
From the broken shoulder, blood spurted out like two springs.
The Lord of the city-state took another sip of the blood in the cup, which seemed to have the same taste as the blood flowing out of the nightmare.
He wasn't worried that Nightmare would lose.
If he loses with such a minor injury, then he is no longer a nightmare, and he is not worthy of being locked underground with layers of secret spells. The resentment accumulated during countless days and nights without any light is the inexhaustible power of the nightmare.
The two blood springs solidified into the shape of arms, and at the same time, they solidified into two veritable blood swords!
The blood sword was like a long whip, whipping towards Wu Chan quickly.
The tip of the whip hit the ground and immediately opened two large pits!
The shattering of the ground means that the blood sword did not hit the real target.
Where are people
Why did it disappear again
No.
It's not that it disappeared, but it was walking majestically in the middle of the two blood swords, like walking on a bloody track - the two swords that struck down just now were easily dodged by a sideways move.
Nightmare retreats.
With a bloody victory all over his body, more than a dozen bloody hands rushed out from behind him and grabbed Wu Chan, and in cooperation with him were another dozen bloody hands emerging from the ground!
This is a siege from all directions, and those who are targeted can hardly fly.
This time, Wu Chan allowed all the bloody hands to catch him. However, Nightmare immediately discovered that the bloody hands could not stop his opponent's progress.
As Wu Chan stepped forward step by step, his bloody hand was broken inch by inch like red plaster.
Wu Chan walked up to Nightmare, and the skin under his neck had turned black.
The murderous intent in his eyes was so strong that even Nightmare felt fear from the bottom of his heart.
"you… "
This was the first time the nightmare spoke.
An expression derived from fear.
"Do not kill me."
Wu Chan looked down coldly.
"you guess."
The executioner slashed across the night.
Cut the nightmare in half.