Chapter 556: Lanqi and Sigler Will Not Say Goodbye

The eternal night snow washed by the moonlight contains unknown coldness and danger.

Although the moonlight was bright, it could not completely dispel the shadows that shrouded the snow.

Sigre stood in front of Lan Qi, clenching her fists, the cold wind blowing her hair.

The beret she had never taken off had fallen off in the snow and tumbling when she jumped out of the car.

I saw a pair of orc-like wolf ears on her light-colored hair.

Her breathing was messy, and each breath turned into a small white mist, merging with the snowflakes.

"Sigre..."

Lan Qi had never been interested in exploring other people's secrets, until he saw Sigre's ears and finally became convinced of some of his suspicions.

According to the ancient books he read at the last gangster dinner in the Shadow World Temple, pure wolves will appear somewhat similar to wolf-orcs in the moonlight.

Under the grace of the moonlight, Sigre became obviously stronger.

"I'm not human, but I'm not a bad person."

Sigre looked tiredly at the night sky and whispered to herself.

Although she will become stronger at night, enough to fight against the sixth level, the absolute gap between the sixth level and the seventh level cannot be made up by any skills.

What's more, at night she only gains enhanced physical abilities and regeneration, while the Vampires are immortal at night.

Even a seventh-level powerhouse may not be able to consume more energy than the Vampire Earl.

Sigre didn't understand why the vampire earl in the distance stopped attacking, but the other party obviously noticed her ears.

Until, the blood count looked at the person behind her and saluted with a little grace.

"Mr. Rocky, I am very interested in you. If you are willing to cooperate with our vampire family, we will not harm you."

Count Gregory looked at Lan Qi quite friendly and said.

He had long understood the skills of this craftsman - enough to repair and complete the work of divine quality, and as such a precious human being, he could not bear to harm it.

Whether you make him your dependent or dedicate him to the ancestor, he is of inestimable value.

"Although I am very interested in who your true identity is in the Paulante Empire, you can ask these questions slowly."

Count Gregory crossed his arms and said with a relaxed attitude.

Such a royal master craftsman must be a national treasure in the Paulant Empire. However, according to his intelligence, there is indeed no powerful figure like "Rocky McCarthy" in the Paulant Empire.

The reason why he went to the orc city-state disguised as a character named Rocky McCarthy was probably because he had a distinguished status in the Grantant Empire and did not want to attract too much attention.

But the highest level should be a minister.

In any case, his value has increased again.

It is not easy to insert a high-ranking spy into the Paulante Empire during wartime.

"..."

Sigre grabbed Lan Qi's wrist tightly.

She didn't understand why the frail artist behind her could remain so calm at this moment.

It was like he had no heartbeat.

Could it be that he had thought clearly that it was impossible for the vampires to be willing to kill him?

"Very well, I really like humans who can communicate."

Gregory observed Lan Qi's condition and was very satisfied.

The other party did not show any panic or hostility towards the vampires. He was a rational human being who knew how to understand current affairs.

"But... if you want me to treat you favorably, there is only one thing you need to do now."

Count Gregory continued, pointing at Sigre with his raised fingertips.

"Leave her to me."

In fact, before tracking them here, he didn't even expect there would be additional gains.

He actually met a remnant of the wolf clan.

Moreover, the more he observed her hair color and eye color, the more she felt good to Gregory.

Not surprisingly, she is the werewolf that the fourth ancestor, Duke Eduardo, is looking for.

As Gregory's words fell, and following his fingertips, thick blood-colored magic energy filled the surroundings, turning into an invisible wall surrounding Lan Qi and Sigre, shrouding them in a layer of blood-colored light curtain.

Sigre's intuition was like a sharp blade, and she felt the strange danger gradually filling the air.

A huge transparent cage suddenly formed, and the count's unique vampire magic trapped everything around Lan Qi and Sigre.

"Little guy, the reason I haven't hurt you yet is because I want to ask you, did you escape from the Moon Goddess Temple?"

Count Gregory asked calmly after catching the two people.

"..."

Sigre's eyes stared coldly into the distance, and she tightened her grip on Lan Qi's wrist.

"Hmm."

Seeing that Sigre didn't answer and the imperial craftsmen didn't respond, Count Gregory shook his head and smiled.

"Actually, I also participated in the blood moon disaster of the wolf tribe that day, the bloodbath of the wolf tribe's last pure land. How many wolves did I kill? I don't remember."

He looked at his fingers and counted them but came up with no answer.

"I only know that there is a wolf with the same hair color as you who is really difficult to deal with. He actually fought tooth and nail with the Fourth Ancestor in a duel, just to let the weak wolf escape as much as possible."

Gregory looked at the moonlight in the clouds in the sky and recalled it. It was an unforgettable beauty. Looking from a distance, the once prosperous Holy Land Temple of the Moon Goddess had been reduced to ruins, with dried wolves scattered among the collapsed buildings. The clan has broken limbs and arms.

Whether it is an old sage, a wolf girl, or a child, their blood has long been sucked dry or evaporated. Even if they just walk by, the rich scent of blood will hit their nostrils.

The entire wolf clan holy land has become a place for their blood clan to feast after the carnival.

"It's a pity that only one cub managed to escape in the end."

Thinking of this, Count Gregory's mouth unconsciously showed a touch of joy and satisfaction.

As expected.

In the distance, Siegler's figure was silent, her face was full of shadows, and her hair covered her eyes.

She did not waver or lose her composure because of Count Gregory's words, but her fingers trembled slightly, the blood vessels on the back of her hand beat, and the anger in her heart was about to burn her out.

In the evoked memory, the blood-colored moonlight shone, and the absurdity and psychedelic feeling that suffocated her enveloped the last Moon Goddess Temple.

Until this moment, she wanted to tremble.

"Little girl, your reaction seems to indicate that I guessed it right."

Count Gregory tapped his fingers lightly, staring at Siegre, and asked with further assurance,

"... Do you know how ugly and miserable your father was when his spine was pulled out when he was defeated by the Fourth Ancestor? I didn't expect to run into you here. I believe he will be very happy when I bring your body to the Fourth Ancestor."

Count Gregory observed the wolf cub who had not grown up yet and had nowhere to escape with satisfaction, looking forward to her collapse.

It can only be said that she is worthy of being the offspring of the strongest warrior of the wolf tribe, and even has a fighting talent that the wolf king does not have.

At such a young age, she has reached the fifth level by herself.

Fortunately, she was not allowed to continue to grow.

In the future, the ancestors will no longer have to worry about the revival of the wolf tribe, just pinch out this last seedling.

After killing Siegre himself, he will be able to get the reward from the Fourth Ancestor Duke Eduardo.

If you want to be promoted to the Marquis level vampire, it is impossible without the blood reward of the first five ancestors.

The perfect arrangement of everything made Count Gregory indulge in the rare happiness at this moment.

In the distance on the snow, Siegler still did not respond to him.

"..."

Siegler was sure that she did not escape.

Since she escaped from her hometown by chance that day, she felt that the vampires were chasing her every day and night.

After all, she should not live. Maybe it would be better to die with her parents that day.

"You have wanted to die a long time ago, I know it is painful for you to live. I will send you to see your parents now. This human is very good to you, right?"

Gregory's eyes could not hide his obsession and intoxication, and he did not hide his desire to completely destroy Siegler's mentality.

"If you want him to survive if you protect him like this, you'd better not hurt him anymore."

Count Gregory raised his palm, his fingers slightly curled up, as if he could control the entire snowy area at any time, and there was a trace of kindness in his eyes, as if he was admiring the prey he had captured.

He wanted the little werewolf to know that he didn't mind killing this human together, so don't try to use him as a hostage to fantasize about anything.

The only choice she had was to die with this human or let him live alone.

"Okay, make a decision."

Gregory's voice echoed like a death knell on the snowy field.

Every word of Count Gregory's voice was full of majesty.

Under this blood moon, he was the ruler of the night, and all human wills seemed insignificant.

"The vampire count..."

Siegre's voice was mixed with long-suppressed anger.

Once she closed her eyes, there was no moment when she was not alone and pitiful.

She could beat a fifth-level baron, and if it was night, she would also have the strength to fight a sixth-level viscount.

But if there was a seventh-level vampire, she would have no choice but to wait for death.

The time was too short, and she could not grow up to be strong enough to threaten the vampires.

Siegre felt a heavy tiredness and weakness, and this feeling spread in her hands and feet.

Her eyes fell on Lanqi helplessly.

"..."

It was a kind of gratitude, thank you for meeting such an interesting person at the end of your life.

But unfortunately, she could not grow up.

After a while, Siegre called Lanqi beside her softly.

"Mr. Rocky..."

"Hmm?"

Lanqi's ears tilted slightly to listen to her words.

Before Lanqi could continue to say anything, Siegre had already let go of Lanqi's wrist, and her small figure walked towards Count Gregory alone.

"Goodbye."

She said.

Her life was of little value, but she knew that people like Rocky could not die. As long as he was alive, there was still hope for the Polant Empire. Maybe he could deceive the blood count and continue to escape back to the Polant Empire to become a double agent.

He was a good man.

"That's right."

Count Gregory showed some praise and licked his sharp teeth. He couldn't wait to suck the sweet blood of this wolf cub.

Although the wolf cubs who turned into mummies would be ugly, if the corpses of the wolf cubs who were about to become extinct were collected in his palace, it would also be a valuable collection.

"..."

Siegre knew what her fate would be.

She had seen too many people who died at the hands of the blood clan.

Strangely, she was not very scared now, she just felt that she was about to be relieved.

The only regret was that she couldn't go back to the Polant Empire to tell her brothers and sisters who were waiting for her about the interesting things that happened along the way.

Just thinking about it, tears welled up in her eyes for some reason.

She didn't want to die. It was not until she decided to die that she realized the beautiful things she had left but still wanted to keep.

Maybe her life was meaningless, but the sacrifice of her people gave her life a different meaning. She was the last flame that her father tried so hard to protect.

However, just when Siegler felt that her heart was in pain and she couldn't breathe.

She felt someone holding her hand.

It was a warm big hand, just like the few memories of her parents.

Siegler looked back in shock.

She saw Lanqi looking at her with helplessness in his eyes.

"..."

"You can negotiate, but never compromise with criminals. You still have a lot to learn."

Lanqi smiled and held her hand tightly, pulling her back.

That look seemed to tell her to rest assured.

Siegler looked at Lanqi's beautiful emerald green eyes for a short while, staggering, and her lips slightly parted.

But she didn't say anything before he led her to his side.

This brief change made Count Gregory frown on the other side.

Count Gregory began to approach again, his footsteps silent on the snow, keeping a distance, his eyes with a detached indifference.

The blood-colored magic began to focus on Count Gregory's fingertips, and the air in the direction pointed was distorted, forming a deep blood-colored ring, swallowing everything around, as if it could crush objects in an instant.

The blood-colored arcs that appeared in the space further restricted the range of activities of Sigler and Lanqi.

"Oh? It seems that you want to die together?"

Count Gregory put down his arms,

"I thought Mr. Rocky, you are a smart man..."

He pressed his thumb on his knuckles, his voice became a little lower, and his eyes were also stained with a bit of murderous intent.

The airflow on the snowfield was ruthlessly paused, and the breath of blood-colored magic quickly heated up in the dim snow curtain.

The cold blood-colored halo in the surrounding air became more and more intense.