Crossing, strategy, picking up morals

× Imagine 211 × Peace × Tear Up

"Sage?" Lance sat on the moonlit window with his black cat in his arms. The skirt of the noble dress was very long, spreading on the wall full of red roses, like colorful violet silk. It has been a long time since a sage appeared."

The eyes of the man standing in mid-air with flapping wings dimmed.

"My king." The silver-haired young blood clan turned his head, "I'm so sorry that I was not born in the same era as you." As if lost in memory, Lance looked up, "The iron hooves of the blood clan war broke through the proud sky clan The city of sanctuary, conquering those ugly and humble goblin dwarves on the land, even those tens of millions of human races, can only throw down their weapons and be raised as fresh food by us like livestock... What a glorious history!" The light in the eyes suddenly dimmed again, the pale palm was raised, and immediately a red-eyed bat landed on it, "This glorious history is annihilated under the current Gou'an." The palm tightened suddenly, and the bat that had just perched and fell Crushed into meat paste, dark red blood slid down between Lance's fingers, "I hate peace, I hate ease... I should be nourished by the blood of alien races and the beauty that erupts when they are dying. In the wailing, everything now makes me hate!"

Seeing Lance's gloomy face, the demon with his eyes closed said, "I think I know what you want."

Lance grinned, his sharp teeth sticking out.

"Lance." The demon bent down, and thin shadows broke free from the sides full of black feathers, "I want you to tell me what you want."

"War, my king—what I want is a blood-soaked war!" Lance jumped off the window sill, his crystal red pupils gleaming in the darkness, "Let the flames of war destroy this boring peace! You are gone, and I swear on my soul that I will continue your glory from a thousand years ago."

"Where is the tree of the blood contract that guards the peace treaty?"

There was unconcealable surprise and enthusiasm in Lance's eyes, "I'll take you there!"

A black shadow jumped out from the window sill made of white jade, and the hem of the clothes like a phoenix tail brushed over the thorns full of roses, and the rustling petals withered like rain.

The tree of the blood contract is a peace treaty signed by the blood race and the most prosperous human race. As long as the tree of the blood contract does not collapse, the natural ability of the blood race that enters the domain of the human race will be weakened to negligible. The craving that comes is immediately suppressed.Such a pact greatly guaranteed the safety of the races living under the light, but completely humiliated some blood races who were born strong!

The Tree of Blood Deed is divided into four trees, which grow in the four corners that delineate the field of blood clan activities. All blood clans who go out from here will be completely suppressed in power. Some proud blood clans cannot accept their loss of power Living in a coffin in an ancient castle and unwilling to take a step.

The blood deed tree that Lance took Su Yu to find survives in a bright church at the boundary between the blood race and the human race. The cross is embedded in the center of the tree trunk, creating a peaceful sanctity amidst the threatening blood.The humans in the church were all chanting morning lessons, and no one noticed the approach of the two demons.

Su Yu and Lance stood at the top of the clock. From the moment Lance approached the blood contract tree, all the power belonging to the blood clan had been suppressed, and his body standing on the top of the tower was crumbling.

Su Yu stood on the top of the tower, with black curse marks emerging from the pale palms of his dark red clothes.

"My king—" Lance almost held his breath.

In the black curse seal, a blood-red long sword gradually condensed into shape, as if tempered by flowing blood, and the long black hair moved without wind, making the red eyes even more charming and magnificent.

The long sword was held in his hand, and the overwhelming bloody aura alarmed the pious believers in the church. They all looked up and looked at the demon holding the long sword on the spire, with expressions of fear and horror on their faces.

Lance had obviously reached the point where he might fall down at any time, but his eyes were still fixed on the sword in Su Yu's hand, his charming face was distorted by a strange smile, "Destroy it! Destroy it!"

Su Yu held the sword in one hand, and walked to the side of the huge blood contract tree. The blood-red branches seemed to see something fearful, and they squirmed back like living things, revealing the flesh wrapped in the heart of the tree. holy cross.

Lance couldn't take a step forward, and the powerful pressure of the blood contract made him pale.But the expression on his face was fanatical and ferocious.

Starting from tearing up this humiliating contract... the flames of war will eventually reignite!

The long sword was raised and pierced into the center of the pure white cross!

The human race in the church has fallen into a panic, and terrified and unbelievable expressions appeared on everyone's faces, and some people even cried bitterly. They all fell to their knees on the ground, begging the demon who would destroy the peace to stop.

"Please—don't destroy the peace!"

"If only blood can stop you, I would give my life..."

"Please..."

More and more people knelt down.

But Lance turned his face at this moment, his white sharp teeth pierced his red lips, "Shut up, you weak human race!"

Su Yu didn't pay any heed to those pleadings. With a slight force in his hand, the long sword pierced through the cross, and the cross embedded in the heart of the tree began to shatter into spider web patterns.

The big tree with luxuriant branches and leaves began to wither at a visible speed, and the blood-red leaves fell down like a rain of blood.

The devout believers in pure white clothes cried and trembled.

Feeling the gradual weakening of the oppressive power in his body, Lance trembled with excitement. Red-eyed bats flew out of his cuffs, surrounded his side, and more and more.

The screeching sound was like the strange laughter of the undead.

The moment the blood-red long sword pierced through the cross, the black bats rushed towards the human race kneeling on the ground as if they were overturned!

The holy bishop came out of the church. Seeing the scene in front of him, his face twisted, and then he rushed forward fiercely, preventing the slaughter of the weak Lance.

In order to resist Lance, the bishop broke out with all his strength, and the symbol of the blood clan appeared on his body immediately.

"Lance!! What are you doing?" The blood-red pupils were filled with rage.

Lance stood in front of him, with warm blood dripping from the ends of his fine white hair, "Williet."

"Do you know what you are doing?" The pungent bloody smell made Willett, who hadn't hunted for a long time, dizzy, "Tear up the Peace Convention..."

Before he could finish his words, the vampire bat released by Lance had returned to Lance's hands with sweet blood, and was licked clean by the scarlet tongue.Lance narrowed his eyes, his face full of joy.

"Of course I know what I'm doing." Lance opened his eyes, and more vampire bats who had been hungry for centuries swarmed out of his clothes like crazy, and rushed to the struggling humans, "War...war! War is the glory of my blood race, why do these weak human races carve up the front of the continent and survive!"

As if responding to his words, howling pierced the sky.

"Well, I haven't heard such a beautiful voice for a long time."

More blood-red leaves fell, covering the corpses that fell to the ground and lost their lives.

Willett raised his head and looked at the man standing on the top of the tower. The pure white cross had all been shattered.

"That's...that's..." Willett was so shocked that he couldn't speak, the sword of judgment that was held tightly in his hand just now had fallen to the ground.

Lance raised the corners of his lips slightly, and said in a sighing tone, "My king, I will bring our blood race to the top of the whole world again."

According to the legend, the king of the blood clan who fell into eternal sleep, and the nightmare that has broken through a hundred years...was awake?

"Lance, where is the next blood contract tree?" Su Yu looked down coldly while holding a long sword.

Willett involuntarily wants to kneel down, obviously he has decided to dedicate himself to the light, and he has sworn to defend peace... Why is it that at this moment, facing this murderer who destroys peace, he wants to kneel and surrender excitedly?

That is the coercion from the blood. This man who existed in the battle of the gods is the legend that led their blood race to the most glorious era.

The human race in the church has been massacred, except for Willett, the blood 'traitor' who guards the light, no one survives.

"I'll take you there!" Lance didn't look at Willett again, his face was full of admiration and fanatical admiration.

The bats that existed in the night flapped their wings and flew up, covering the sky and covering the ground. The blood contract tree growing in the church has completely withered, and the trunk with coiled branches has rotted into a rotten log full of holes, peeling off from the clock piece by piece. down.

The destruction of the Blood Deed Tree shocked the entire blood race. Countless blood races who were sleeping in the darkness opened their eyes one after another, stepped out of the coffin, and looked at the dusk that they had never seen for hundreds of years.

Yes, dusk.

The luxuriance of the Blood Pact Tree has plunged the entire Blood Race territory into darkness for hundreds of years.

The bats hanging upside down on the stone wall of the ancient castle flew up one after another, flying unsteadily into the twilight of the dusk.

The inherent desire for blood gradually broke free, and almost all the vampires who woke up at this moment licked the corners of their lips.

boom -

With the fall of another blood contract tree, the dusk gradually brightened, and the noon sun pierced the darkness.

More and more vampires crawled out of the coffins, and countless bats dormant in the dark uttered restless cries for blood.

When morning came, the creatures in each standing tomb lay back in their coffins, and in the darkness on the front of the continent, some people walking in the night suddenly bent their bodies and made a hissing sound from their throats.

The desire for blood in the blood was awakened, and the surging power filled the whole body.

Scattered passers-by walked past them, and their laughter and laughter were instantly swallowed up by the swarming vampire bats!

Hiss—

The peace treaty was torn up.

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