Chapter 930: Fighting Across Space

The fangs and the strange blood are of the same origin.

Amosta still remembered that when Willorens sold the fangs to him, he mentioned that the fangs of this vampire came from a powerful vampire in the 15th century.

In that era, the presence of the Church in the world of supernatural power was still very strong, and vampires were definitely among the top heretics they had to deal with. They sealed a vampire, and the fangs left behind flowed into the magic world after many twists and turns. And its body, under the protection of its descendants, came to the United States after hundreds of years of wandering?

A cloud floated over, blocking the brilliance of the new sun, and the bedroom where Amosta was located fell into darkness.

Amosta folded his hands under his chin, with a hint of hesitation in his eyes.

From the blood, Amosta probably guessed why the group of vampires hunted those high-risk magical creatures. They were eyeing the blood of these creatures with high concentrations of magic. Compared with magical creatures, hunting wizards is really too eye-catching.

Since the vampires and Sato Ryuhei have fallen into the hands of the Magic Congress, it is believed that these professionals will eventually figure out what the vampires are planning. Even if they really intend to revive some dangerous creatures, the conspiracy will be thwarted.

However, a faint sense of uneasiness always lingers in Amosta's heart, making him who does not intend to meddle in other people's affairs unable to completely put his mind at ease.

It was difficult to shuttle through the clouds of the morning sun, and a few rays of light green light happened to shine on the crescent-shaped fangs through the gaps in the clouds.

After a moment of hesitation, Amosta's eyes calmed down again. No matter where the mistake was, at least this fang was worth exploring.

With a slight movement of his fingers, the white fang floated up in the breeze and hovered at a position parallel to Amosta's sight. The next second, Amosta's originally peaceful eyes became sharp, and his eyes looked through the fangs and looked deeper--

Crack! --Clang!

There seemed to be a flash of thunder in the dim bedroom, and the air trembled violently for a moment, causing the resilient large floor-to-ceiling windows to shake violently.

In the void, countless streams of light flashed before Amosta's eyes, and then appeared the sea of ​​blood absorbed by the fangs.

In the space of this Xumi ring, the sea of ​​blood emitting an ominous crimson fluorescence spread all the way to the end of the world.

Two dark purple moons suddenly appeared above the dark world, with heavy majesty, quietly looking at the many fleeting, hideous and hateful faces in the sea of ​​blood. They were the lives that had died at the hands of this vampire, the remaining resentment, trapped in endless torture!

As the light emitted by the two purple moons became more and more majestic, blood thunder gradually appeared in the space inside the fangs, and the facial contour of Amosta gradually entered this space.

The huge spiritual power shook this place, and the Fang space began to tremble, and the blood sea below also surged violently as if provoked. Thousands of faces howled and wailed, and the malice that soared into the sky turned into a rolling black smoke column and rushed into the sky, trying to expel Amosta from here, but it couldn't do it--

Finally, Amosta's complete face emerged in the blood sea, like a god, looking down at the blood sea with indifferent and empty eyes.

And just when Amosta was about to invest more spiritual power into the Fang world, the blood sea below suddenly changed!

Under the influence of the mysterious connection, the surging and collapsing blood sea became transparent and nothingness in an instant. Amosta's sight went deep into the space, and a new scene appeared in front of him.

A dilapidated circular hall, the walls around it had faded and turned into sand, and through the circular glass dome, you can see that there are rolling green mountains outside.

In the center of the hall is a pool the size of a private swimming pool, which seems very abrupt. Obviously, the pool is not the original furnishing of this public office, but a later construction.

The pool is not filled with rotten, smelly water, but blood!

The dark red, almost black blood has a strange quality. This pool of blood is thick like a piece of gel, and it expands every few seconds, and then contracts, just like fetal movement.

Amosta's eyes swept across the densely packed and shiny magic corridors engraved on the ground around the pool, and finally cast his eyes into the pool.

Buzz!

As if it could sense Amosta's prying eyes, the frequency of the blood pool's "fetal movement" suddenly increased a lot, and bright light began to flash rhythmically under the blood surface.

This pool of blood is indeed extraordinary. Amosta's spiritual power can't penetrate it, and he can't peek at the bottom of the pool. When Amosta tried to put more spiritual power here, without any signs, a corpse suddenly floated under the blood pool!

A man in his twenties, dressed in medieval aristocratic clothing, with beautiful features that were simply enchanting.

The color of the man's skin could no longer be simply described as white, like a baby who was still in the mother's womb for four or five months. His skin color was still translucent, and one could faintly see the silent heart inside his body.

Wow--the blood pool was surging!

Amosta's peeping seemed to offend the vampire who was not fully born or incompletely resurrected. In an instant, the vampire opened his eyes, and a pair of blood-red pupils appeared in front of Amosta.

Boom!

The moment the gazes from deep purple and blood-red eyes met in mid-air, a violent hurricane suddenly surged in the dilapidated hall. The tyrannical force instantly shattered the circular glass dome, and even the surrounding walls appeared with ferocious signs. crack!

The shock of mental power caused countless tiny thunderbolts to flash through the smoke-filled hall, and the force of the recoil caused the corpses floating in the blood pool to sink into the blood pool again. The complete mental strength almost collapsed, and finally disappeared without a trace in a cold hum.

snap——

The moment his consciousness returned to his body, the fang lost the power to support its suspension and fell to the ground. The desk in front of Amosta had been shattered into pieces at some point. The room was as miserable as a typhoon passing through, and the tempered glass that fell to the ground Thousands of cracks appeared on the window, and one corner broke away from the frame, hanging thousands of feet in the air——

Amosta gently rubbed the center of his eyebrows. After a moment, his vision returned to clarity. He looked down at the fangs that had fallen into the cracks of several wooden boards, his eyes as deep as the abyss.

In the blink of an eye, dusk is approaching, and the afterglow of the setting sun is leaving, but the red sun in the sky can't wait to bring light to the people of another continent.

Zhi. Zhi.

There was a sad sound of electricity coming from the telephone pole, and the light bulb with many dead mosquitoes stuck to it flickered on and off for a while, then gave off a steady light.

"Honey--"

Standing by the mailbox, Mr. Det glanced at the lit street lights. The toes in his leather shoes unconsciously scratched the ground. He took a few quick breaths and looked at his daughter beside him.

"Are you sure he will come?"

Mr. Det asked, for the eleventh time today.

"I believe Amosta will not lose track of time."

Amelia pursed her lips and said. The corner of her eyes fell on her father's anxious eyebrows, and the strange feeling in her heart became more and more intense.

Her parents' curiosity about Amosta Blaine has obviously gone beyond a normal range, reaching a point that she cannot understand.

"So, he's going to use your wizard's Disapparation, and oh, is it possible he's going to use the fireplace, like the last time your mother and I visited you in the hospital?"

Even though she had explained this issue several times today, Amelia still remained patient and said it again,

"He can't apparate. Dad, one of the conditions for apparating is that you must have been to that place. Amosta has never visited our home and the fireplace. The last time was a special situation. Under normal circumstances, No-Maj family fireplaces are not allowed to be connected to the Floo network. This is only the privilege of some high-ranking members of Congress--"

"So--"

Amosta Det wanted to ask again, but a speeding taxi from the corner interrupted him.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Det, I'm sorry to thank you for your kindness--"

Amosta, who was holding a bottle of whiskey as a gift, got out of the car and saw the old man walking happily towards him with a tie and said apologetically.

"Oh, what are you talking about? Child, we won't start eating for a while. Before that, you can take a look at the gift we prepared for you--"

Mr. Det said with a smile. He put his arm around Amosta's shoulders and led him into the house affectionately, leaving Amelia standing at the door, looking at the backs of the two men with confusion.