Chapter Seven Hundred and Sixty-One Beaten Blood God

Luke looked up and saw an old man standing at the intersection of the cross in the sky. He said this just now.

With the sound of his words, the prayers of the crowd below were louder, echoing throughout the hall.

The blue light of the surrounding line pattern is brighter.

The person standing under the eight-column line pattern trembled all over, a blood-red mist came out of his body, and the cross floated upwards.

Luke laughed, digging his hands out of thin air under the cloak behind his back, and two smoke bombs with the safety pins pulled out.

One was thrown at the statue of the tree root below, and the other was thrown at the figure in the air.

Bang! Bang!

A strong air wave filled the entire hall with a strong smell of garlic.

Before waiting for these people to react, he swiped his hands out of thin air from behind again, and when he returned to the front, he raised a special repeated crossbow.

Whoosh whoosh!

The eight shadows listed the shape of a fan, shooting at the eight people under the string of symbols.

The last crossbow arrow flew towards the old man at the cross above.

The eight people standing under the line pattern suddenly screamed, and they were hit by crossbow arrows one after another.

In less than ten seconds, the eight people chirped, burst like a balloon filled with too much water, and splattered the ground, then quickly turned into bright sparks that burned to ashes.

The old man in the center of the Zenith cross suddenly raised his hand, opened the crossbow arrow shot to his chest, and roared: "No, no!"

As the eight people below exploded in situ, the originally lit eight-column symbol strings all dimmed, like a powerless machine.

The blood in the grooves of the lines spilled out one after another, turning to ashes in mid-air.

Luke looked at the old man above with interest.

When he came in, he saw the old man's face clearly, and it was actually Sheldon Esworth, the current ruler of the Esworth family.

This is very different from Luke's previous guess.

Esworth wasn't the vampire lackey he thought,

Their supreme ruler, Sheldon, is a vampire himself.

That's not the point.

The point is that most of the eight people he killed were surnamed Isworth, and Sheldon's face had changed from his 60s to his 30s after he came in. .

His short, thin body was also growing taller and stronger.

But this rejuvenation process was interrupted.

As soon as the eight people below died, the light of the symbol string disappeared, and Sheldon's changes immediately stopped.

Uh! Speaking of which, shouldn't that blood god be lost by himself? He muttered in his heart.

For this thing, he is more vigilant, but not too afraid.

He also tortured a lot of information about vampires. From the cognition of these people, the blood god is not an indescribable "god".

It's just a description of a perfect state in vampire lore.

Vampires in this blood god state will no longer be afraid of sunlight, silver weapons, and concentrated garlic essence, and their speed and strength will be greatly increased.

It can be seen from these descriptions that the main function of this blood god state is to make up for the weakness of vampires, but it is not mentioned what it is to strengthen, only that its strength is comparable to the ancestors of vampires.

And how powerful this vampire ancestor is, none of the vampires and their servants that Luke tortured knows.

Luke didn't care much about this statement.

Even vampires are transformed from humans, and they also have human vices - such as vanity, such as bragging.

But out of natural caution, he came in and directly interrupted the sacrifice process.

It doesn't matter whether the blood god or the blood god, but the dead Sheldon must be the best Sheldon.

In the blink of an eye, Luke shoved the crossbow in his hand into the cloak, and then took back the storage space.

On the cross above, the furious Sheldon jumped down and threw him viciously.

The corners of Luke's mouth twitched under Luke's mask: Why do these vampires like to fly in the air, and this immortal Sheldon doesn't look like he can fly!

When Sheldon jumped to the top of his head, Luke suddenly turned to one side, and the wide cloak covered most of his body.

Sheldon felt blackness in front of him, and then his cheeks hurt, and his body posture changed from falling down to flying sideways.

boom!

Sheldon's smaller body was inserted into the root of a large tree in the center of the rotunda.

Luke just used an irregular movement similar to the Capola war dance, combined with a little trick of the legs in the Chinese skirt, used a cloak to cover the movement of the body, and took advantage of the opportunity to raise his legs and swish it half a circle, wearing an alloy-lined dress. The big foot slammed into Sheldon's face.

While Sheldon was being pumped out, Luke also returned to a slightly leaning forward stance, his feet took advantage of the situation, and he chased after him.

He grabbed Sheldon's leg, who was just starting to struggle, outside the root of the tree, pulled it out, and smashed it to the ground.

Bang bang bang bang bang!

In a series of explosions, Luke copied the process of killing the female vampire in Slovakia, and slamming Sheldon up was a smash.

Looking at the muddy Sheldon in his hand, he shook his head in his heart: This old guy is simply a weak chicken.

In addition to being relatively resistant to smashing, fighting skills, combat experience, and reaction speed are all equivalent to none, even the female vampire in Slovakia is inferior.

Thinking so, he pulled out the Batarang from his waist and slashed towards Sheldon's neck.

puff!

Sheldon's head fell off.

Luke narrowed his eyes.

I saw a viscous blood spurting from Sheldon's neck, but it did not disperse, but condensed into a stream, connecting his head and neck.

Almost in a blink of an eye, Sheldon's fallen head was pulled back to his neck by the blood column, and there was only a scar with a slight spark.

Sheldon let out a cry of pain.

Luke's left arm holding the bat dart suddenly turned into a mass of afterimages, slicing frantically on Sheldon's body.

Chi Chi Chi!

A series of flesh-splitting sounds sounded, and seven or eight bloodstains appeared on Sheldon's upper body, falling like a broken doll.

But the blood in his body once again condensed into a blood column, bonding these bodies together again.

Aside from the louder screams, Sheldon didn't die.

Looking at those wounds, as soon as the vaguely flashing light disappeared, the wounds began to heal quickly, Luke thought thoughtfully.

These bat darts have a layer of silver on the blade, which is specially aimed at vampires.

Ordinary vampires are likely to die if they are cut by a Batarang like this, but facing Sheldon only slows the recovery of his wounds.

From this point of view, Sheldon really seems to have some characteristics of the blood god state, and he is no longer afraid of silver weapons, and ordinary cold weapon attacks are basically ineffective.

And Sheldon, who suffered this cut, finally understood one thing - don't compare his melee ability with Batman. Remember the website address, www. biquxu. Com, it is convenient to read next time, or you can enter this site by entering " " in Baidu.