Chapter 1126, Life Winner

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As we all know, only Greenskins and Tomb Kings in the world are free from sexual desires.

Vampires are also good at this aspect. Among other things, the Lamian blood race is an expert in this field. Those female vampires hook up with human nobles one by one. , It feels like even the bone marrow has been sucked out.”

Blood Patriarch Neferata himself is also a guy who can take all men and women. Only the Lamian vampire with the highest status in the sisterhood can be qualified to grind tofu with Blood Patriarch himself.

Now Zhendan Dragon Emperor's favorite concubine is also a female vampire, but not from the Lamian blood clan.

As for Man's bald head, that is also there.

Manfred von Carstein is a descendant of the blood ancestor Vlad von Carstein, and Vlad is a famous lover. When he was still called Vashanish, Vlad Just easily won Neferata's heart with his humor, strength, and handsomeness, then Lahmia fell, and Vashanesh became Vlad after hiding for many years, which he did after pretending to be a human noble The first thing is to pick Isabella, the only daughter of Otto, the Elector of Sylvania.

But unlike the Blood Ancestor, who is good at speaking, suave, elegant, powerful, governing the country, governing, marching, and fighting, Manfred has no interest in this aspect, and he often deliberately wants to oppose Vlad. Come on.

For example, Vlad's policy towards vampires is unity, while Manfred's policy towards vampires is suppression, assassination and intimidation.

For example, Vlad pays great attention to maintaining the number of pigs in his pigsty (referring to the mortals of Sylvania). Vlad also allowed the efforts to drive out the undead, and the Knights of Duncanhof of Fuwo River and Mountain continued to operate in Sylvania.

Of course, Vlad is not a kind guy, these Sylvanian knights just went through a tragic process, working hard to recover Sylvania—being hunted by Vlad—died a tragic death— Resurrected every once in a while—working hard to restore Sylvania.

Manfred is different. When Conrad, the second vampire count, was defeated and Manfred took charge of Sylvania, the first thing Man bald did was to completely destroy and kill Sylvania. The Knights of Duncanhof and all the family members of each of them, he told everyone that he was different from Vlad in this way, and at the same time Man Bald would not tolerate any mortals still active in his domain.

I am who I am,

Different fireworks~

What makes Manfred the happiest is to crush all the good and precious things in this world, make his opponents look extremely desperate and shocked, and make them lose everything and die socially.

"You are despicable, my son." At this moment, a cold, elegant voice entered Manfred's mind.

Manfred's face froze.

Vlad is still alive, he has always been alive, as a blood ancestor, Vlad will never really die, his will will always continue with the dark blood flowing in Manfred's body, Vlad is icy Seeing everything, even centuries after the vampire wars, Vlad's name is still sung, in the whispers of those ghouls, on those ancient tombstones, at the end of the world, In the depths of Duncanhof Castle.

Vlad is still alive, he just has no body: "My son, you are not like me at all, you should not treat a lady like this, you should give her basic respect, even if you want to kill her, you should be decent. "

"Enough! Old stuff!" Manfred yelled impatiently, who adored and despised Vlad, respected and despised him at the same time.

"You have not inherited my wisdom at all, your ability does not match your ambition..." When the voice of the blood ancestor sounded one after another, the heavy pounding sound from the side of the prison interrupted Vlad's words, and also made the blood ancestor The power is temporarily immersed.

"Boom!" The prison wall exploded instantly, and several crimson light bullets flew out of the broken wall, directly bombarding the crowd.

The dire wolves, ghouls, tomb ghosts, and two vampires that were originally pressing on Alisara were instantly blown away, but the little queen under her body was unscathed, and Alisara continued on for the rest of her life. Stepping back, the stockings on her legs had been torn several times, and one of the round-toed princess shoes on her little feet was missing.

Teams of Nicohala palace guards appeared, followed by Arkhan, the Lich King. The Tomb King's voice was extremely angry at the moment, and he seemed completely enraged by Manfred's behavior: "Manfred ! You vulture in the desert, corpse in the pyramid, what are you doing?"

"What are you doing?" Manfred's expression remained unchanged: "Look at him, my Lich King, look at this little queen, where is there even a little consciousness of being a prisoner in her? She Looks more like the master of this castle than any of us!"

"This castle has only one master, and that is Nagash, the lord of the undead, and we are all his servants!" Akhan drew out his artifact—the Tomb Sword of Akhan, and the Lich King seemed to recall What made him angry in the past: "Enough, Manfred, I warn you."

"I don't need your warning, I know what I'm doing!" Manfred was not to be outdone, and the last vampire count drew his sword of blasphemy.

Akhan immediately greeted him, and the two artifacts were like phantoms, clashing at high speed. In the blink of an eye, the Lich King and the last vampire count exchanged more than a dozen moves in the prison.

Manfred was quickly astonished by the strength of the man in front of him.

The speed of the last vampire count's shots was like a gust of wind, like a torrential rain. The power of the vampire's blood gave Manfred unparalleled speed, strong wrist strength and brutal physical strength. The bacon of witchcraft cannot be his opponent in melee.

But in a fierce confrontation, every sword move of Manfred was checked by Arkham, the Lich King's footsteps were agile and quick, his defense was indestructible, and every attack that the vampire count was determined to win was in Arkham's eyes. before Han's blade stopped.

Manfred lunged forward, and Arkhan stepped out of the way.

The sword of blasphemy missed a single hit, and it was raised upwards, but Akhan blocked it.

The vampire count slashed down, but Akhan blocked it again.

And at this moment, Akhan suddenly shifted the blade to his back, and there, Manfred appeared from the shadows, and the backstab he was bound to get was almost perfected by Akhan. stopped.

"Dang!" The blade of the Akhan Tomb Sword firmly blocked the tip of the Blasphemy Blade.

More Nicohara palace guards rushed in from outside, Manfred suddenly realized that he had lost the best chance to defeat Arkhan, the vampire count immediately retracted his sword, and at the same time showed a hearty look at the Lich King With a smile, it seems that all the previous confrontations have never happened: "The swordsmanship is good, where did you learn it?"

"When you have thousands of years to slowly temper your sword skills, your wisdom and your art of war, you can also be like me." Akhan said indifferently.

The Lich King's melee ability and army commanding ability are completely learned from Settra. Since Settra's resurrection, Arkhan has been fighting with Settra. All the tomb priests under Settra's command Together, they are not Arkhan's opponent in terms of spells, but in terms of the art of war and melee ability alone, Arkhan is far inferior to Settra.

Therefore, Akhan chose to fight with Settra. He took advantage of the time of fighting Settra to learn Settra's tactics, army command art, command ability and hone his melee skills. If they are almost ready to make peace decisively, Settra will often readily agree, and Akhan will be quiet for a few years, surrender and pay tribute, and then find the right time to rebel against Settra again on the battlefield, and so on.

This is how the Lich King's military ability and melee skills were honed.

"I just want to teach her a lesson she will never forget." Manfred showed a sincere and reliable smile on his face. With a big wave of his hand, all the undead monsters retreated, and a dozen vampires also walked slowly. Behind Manfred, the last vampire count was very sincere: "Anyway, we just need a sacrifice."

"It doesn't make sense." Akhan stared at Manfred, the flames in the Lich King's eyes flickered, as if he was reassessing Manfred's threat: "We cannot choose our destiny, because it is the Naga What was given to us, everything, but at least we let her go away peacefully and without pain.” Search eBook

"What's the difference?!" Manfred said unwillingly, and he asked angrily, "Don't you have any happiness of your own? Don't you have any thoughts of your own?"

"My happiness is not this." Akhan shook his head coldly: "Noble Nicohalas never take pleasure in insulting others, especially a pure girl."

"Then you are willing to let her insult you? Oh, you are a licking dog, enough licking Neferata is now transsexual, come to lick our little queen? A shocking love affair between a sacrifice and a priest! Wow, how touching... It's a pity that it's useless." Manfred said disdainfully, and then he immediately turned and left: "Do as you please, may your useless kindness not harm you, my Lich King .”

Akhan watched Manfred leave, then the Lich King turned around, and said to Alisara who was lying on the ground, trembling with fright: "Let's change the place, I will take care of you in the future, you Won't be bothered by that guy again."

"You...you promise?" Alisara was overly frightened. In fact, Manfred's method of dealing with the little queen was completely correct. Alisara knew very well that if she was really attacked by such two or three hundred Defiled by something that is not considered human, it is a hundred times more cruel than killing her.

"I promise." Akhan hesitated for a moment, but still agreed, the Lich King signaled the guards of the Nicohala tomb palace to open the shackles for Alisara, but the magic ring was not released.

"It's surprising that you still have a bit of humanity and compassion in your heart." As the little eternal queen, Alisara can easily feel that Akhan really doesn't want herself to be hurt. She embraced Looking at the little white-faced owl given to him by the forest queen Alaire, there was great doubt in Owl's eyes: "Unbelievable, anyway, thank you."

Akhan said very gracefully and gracefully: "It's an honor, I once encountered a similar thing, a prisoner similar to you, her name is Neferata, poison and betrayal killed her, she died before she died. Suffered tremendously, so I swore I would not let this happen again."

"Nevrata..." Alisara was carried by the guards of the ancient tomb, and the little queen sneered a few times: "So you will still sacrifice me? For your master? So what's the point of saving me?"

"Everything is the task of the master." Akhan shook his head: "I must play my role well until the end comes. The master is one of the very few beings who have the ability to fight against the tide of destruction. He must be resurrected, otherwise our The kingdom of silence will fall."

"But Neferata is not dead." Alisara strode forward with difficulty, her face was wet, there were several holes in her stockings, and there was still a lot of saliva from the tomb ghosts.

"She died." Arkhan emphasized, and the Lich King told the little queen: "Just came back to life later."

"I don't want to tell you, where is my new cell?" Alisara said indifferently.

"I'm next door." Akhan seemed to hesitate for a while, and he sighed: "Have a good rest... Do you have any wishes?"

"Let me go."

"This can't be done."

"Then don't be so hypocritical."

"...Sorry, but I really can't do it. The master's resurrection requires an extremely pure soul, a powerful storage of divine power, and a suitable shell-expelling carrier." Akhan explained everything seriously: "Only You can be an extremely pure soul and a powerful storage of divine power. I originally chose the Lake Goddess Morgiana of Britannia, but unfortunately..."

"It's a pity that the Sun King and his demigod brother are here, right?" Alisara sneered, and at the same time, the little queen couldn't help but feel very regretful. If she knew it, she would have given up on the brothers.

She knew how many undead armies Nagashza had, dozens of undead legions, hundreds of undead wizards, hundreds of meters high city walls, it was desperate, and Akhan's strength might not be lost to her uncle Tiger in the slightest Reese.

"The Archbishop of Mirmidia, the Goddess of War, isn't too bad. As for the suitable exorcism carrier." Akhan seemed to realize that he shouldn't say so much, and the Lich King changed his tone: "Sorry, your clothes were destroyed. It’s torn. I’ll have someone bring your luggage to you. I remember there are some women’s clothes from the Nicohara era in the basement. I’ll bring them up for you to try. Also, if you have any requirements, you can just tell me , I will try my best to satisfy you."

"Let me go, and I will let Azul stop pursuing you."

"This can't be done."

"You haven't completely died, Akhan, you still have heart, why are you willing to be a lackey for the Lord of the Dead?"

"No, I didn't!" Akhan was finally a little annoyed, and the Lich King signaled to put Alisara back in the prison. In the end, the Lich King finally sighed: "When the master revived me For a moment, my destiny no longer belongs to me."

After leaving the prison, Arkhan reached out and his beloved zombie cat jumped on his arm.

The Lich King whispered silently.

"Those of us who are servants, the only thing we can decide is how to meet the destruction."

………I am the dividing line of destruction………

On the other side, the meeting at Fontainebleau Palace is still going on.

"There is another topic." Ryan sat on the main seat, and the Sun King said in a deep voice: "We all know about Marienburg. Eating goods everywhere, hoarding them..."

Aurora, who was sitting outside, heard Ryan's words, her eyes lit up instantly. She smelled business opportunities. If Ryan planned to deal with the business princes in Fort Marien, would there be a chance for herself and Teresa to get involved and get some benefits? Woolen cloth?

This is not Aurora's wild imagination. SI7 does have a lot of hidden stakes and influence in Marienburg, and there is also the most important helper - who temporarily lives in Marienburg as Schultz's chief magic advisor. Queen Katarin, she is Aurora's best friend.

No, you can't eat too ugly, Aurora rolled her eyes, and she whispered to Teresa who was sitting next to her: "Daughter, it's almost time, why don't you go and ask if you are here at noon Is the banquet ready? It’s not good to let us all go to the meeting hungry? I really want to try the craftsmanship of Her Majesty Morgiana again.”

"Mother? Why can't it be my turn to ask about this kind of thing?" Teresa knew that her mother was going to sell her daughter again. , Ryan, and Mrs. Su Liya and a few people open a small stove, whether we can eat it depends on luck."

"Oh, what's the matter, you are his female courtier, so you can't go up and ask?" Aurora didn't consider Teresa's opinion at all. At this time, Morgiana happened to pass by with a few food boxes in her hand. It seemed that the Lake God Witch had brought a few boxes of pastries, and the two lake god prophets behind were also carrying a few plates of fresh fruits that were rarely seen in mid-winter, so Aurora yelled directly at Mogiana: "My Highness, Military Situation 7 There is confidential news to convey to His Majesty, can Teresa go in and have a word with His Majesty?"

The meeting hall is divided into an outer hall and an inner hall. Female courtiers such as Aurora are naturally the core figures in the inner court of the King of Knights, but they still have to sit in the outer hall, and they have to sit in several ministers such as Talleyrand and Vincent, as well as two Behind the Holy Grail, Marquis Turas-Changel, Count Julien Cajon, Baron Armand, Earl of Devon, and others, the people in the outer hall can only listen to the discussions of the people in the inner hall. If they don't take the initiative to ask, they can't interrupt.

Morgiana frowned instinctively when she heard Aurora's voice. The lake god witch has always disliked this sanctuary witch, but Morgiana didn't have any ill feeling towards Teresa. Their mother and daughter are also military lovers. The person in charge of the Seventh Office just made a great contribution, and it was hard to refuse after thinking about it, so he nodded towards Teresa:

"Come with me."

Teresa was so anxious that she almost cried.

Is there such a thing as selling a daughter? What do you want me to tell Ryan!