Chapter 1045 Sister Loves Me Again (Part 2)

Richard Modresa struck first, dashed forward, and slashed violently with his sword!

His sword has a vintage style and advanced craftsmanship. It is a rare and top-quality sword.

The broad blade is thick and can be used more powerfully when chopping with both hands.

Richard is extremely talented, and his physical fitness is extremely abnormal even among the vampires. His muscles are well-proportioned and full of strength, and his blood energy explodes to the extreme. How terrifying is the power of this sword?

The younger generation of vampire disciples were amazed, and even some of the older generation of vampires felt inferior.

The killer was killed immediately. It was obvious that Richard hated Clemoz deeply and wanted to cut off the opponent's head with one sword.

A hint of surprise flashed across Clemoz's pretty face, but her body didn't move, she didn't dodge, she just stared at the other person's eyes with her two beautiful eyes.

Richard launched an attack on Clemoz, so he naturally had to look at Ke.

But he knew that the other party was a very powerful mental sorcerer, and her eyes were probably her main medium for launching mental spells. When he saw Clemoz staring at him, he immediately closed his eyes and relied on feeling and inertia to continue slashing with the sword!

However, he discovered that something was wrong. The flow of time seemed to have slowed down in his perception. The powerful sword with both power and speed should have been struck down early, but it could not be struck down. It was as if his movements were slowed down a hundred times a thousand times. times.

No, isn't she a spiritual warlock? How can she control the flow of time?

Suddenly, I heard a call coming from my ear: "Richard..."

This...is this the voice of my sister Isabella? ! !

No, this is an illusion, sister, she hasn’t yet...

"Richard, let's go home..."

"Richard, open your eyes and see, I'm already healed..."

"Richard, don't you want to see me?"

Isabella's voice was so gentle, like the breeze in the rose garden, soft and sweet.

Richard couldn't bear it anymore and opened his eyes.

The space in front of me seems to have changed...

This is no longer a broken valley, there are no longer mountains and valleys filled with dense onlookers, and there are no longer guest girls with mysterious temperaments and long skirts on the opposite side. What you see is flowers, and what you smell is the refreshing fragrance of flowers.

Bright red roses, thorny roses.

And he was in the rose garden.

At first, he was extremely shocked and suspected that he had entered an illusion.

However, he could not find a way to prove whether it was an illusion or not.

Because the flowers are brightly colored and the flowers are fragrant, everything is so real and natural.

Moreover, as he moved around, the thorns of the rose branches scratched the back of his hands, intentionally or unintentionally. The skin was damaged and bleeding, and the pain caused was very real. He licked the blood that came out with his tongue, and it was sweet, slightly salty, and rusty. It tastes like real blood!

He was confused. Wasn't this an illusion? Are those previous experiences of deliberately collecting criminal evidence and waiting for Clemoz to show up to kill them all hallucinations?

By the way, where is Isabella?

Then he saw a wooden house among the flowers in front of him.

A simple yet elegant cabin.

Then... wasn't that the secret base where he and Isabella had a long tryst?

In that wooden house, so many crazy and beautiful dream-like spring events happened.

At the door of the wooden house, a gorgeously dressed woman was leaning.

Although the woman's face was delicate and pure, and seemed a bit immature, Richard knew that her body was mature, like a perfectly ripe pomegranate, shining with the alluring luster of a gem.

Although the woman was dressed in gorgeous clothes, like a noble and proud swan, Richard knew that under the bustling clothes, she had a charming and charming body. Her skin was tight, her chest was straight, her waist was slender, and her belly was Flat, a pair of slender legs that are solid and powerful, soul-breaking...