Chapter 139 Ascension Ceremony (VI)

Duke Brad once again floated in the air, and the blood mist condensed into a bloody cloak, casting a shadow on the stone platform.

"Struggle, tremble!"

"You can't escape the destined ending after all."

Under the Duke's command, Alger launched a violent attack on Medrash.

Countless rats and bats tirelessly poured out from the darkness. The tentacles of the shadow stretched out from the ground, and the air was filled with frenzied blood mist.

"Damn vampire."

Medrash picked up the long sword on the ground and used the blood-colored sword light to repel the attacking bats and rats. The guarding aura flashed around his body to block the tentacles and blood mist.

Under the control of Duke Brad, he could not get close to those derivatives at all, and could only be forced to the vicinity of the passage, watching the vampires perform the next ascension absorption.

And just when Medrash was exhausted, there was a person sneaking around the edge of the battlefield.

——That was Mantou.

Mantou curled up in a corner behind the stone pillar, covered with breath-isolating potions, and secretly watched the fierce battle on the stone platform.

"This perverted boss is too fierce. Even Xin Gou and Zhan Kuang were killed in seconds."

"Now it seems that I am the only one left."

But just now, from what Medorash said, it seems that those derivatives must be destroyed, otherwise this monster will become stronger? "

Mantou looked at the vampire derivatives tied to the stone pillars. When he saw the naked countess, he couldn't help but look away awkwardly, and finally locked his eyes on the white-striped man who was also stripped naked.

"Then let's get rid of the beast."

Mantou sneaked over, stared at the blood-soaked iron chains, gritted his teeth, and chopped down with an axe.

"Clang. "

The iron chain snapped.

The white-striped man fell from the stone pillar.

Because the iron chain was too tight, his body was like a pool of meat paste, and he felt that he was dying.

But the white-striped man, who already had the physique of a complete vampire, had a creaking sound from his bones, and his flesh and blood grew at a speed visible to the naked eye. He soon recovered from his state of broken bones and bloody flesh.

Mantou looked at this outrageous recovery ability and exclaimed: "Damn, what are you?"

"Why is the automatic blood recovery so strong?"

The white-striped man said proudly: "The [Undead Essence] of the vampire template can automatically recover as long as it is not attacked in the weak point. I can grow a new head even if you cut it off!"

Mantou exclaimed again: "So awesome? "

He suddenly seemed to remember something, and patted Langli Baitiao's shoulder meaningfully: "Take care, Brother Lang, the gift of fate has already been secretly marked with a price. Since you choose to sell your body..."

"You, how do you know..."

When Langli Baitiao heard Mantou's words, his voice trembled, and his expression suddenly became hideous and distorted.

It's over, his lifelong reputation...

Just as they were talking, Duke Brad in the sky had already felt something unusual. One of the vampire derivatives, the symbol of "jealousy" disappeared!

With the Duke's anger, the entire underground world seemed to be shaking, and wailing came.

"Mortal, you are courting death!"

"Dare to obstruct the great ascension!"

For a moment, countless shadow tentacles rose from the ground, and the bloody fog was like a boiling tide, and thousands of bats and rats rushed towards them.

Mantou looked at the overwhelming attack and said tremblingly: "Brother Lang, I feel that we, we are going to die this time. "

"Brother Lang? "

He turned his head, only to find that the white-striped wretch had turned into a cloud of mist and quietly slipped away.

This was the vampire's ability to [mist escape]. Unlike the huge blood mist that the Duke had accumulated for hundreds of years, the weak white-striped wretch could only escape in this way.

"You beast, you f---"

Mantou was overwhelmed by the Duke's furious attack, and he wanted to cry but had no tears. He could only watch his screen go black.

It was obviously him who risked his life to rescue the white-striped wretch, but when he encountered danger, this guy ran away directly, worthy of the name of a beast in the virtual game.

The Duke felt the new blood, and his scarlet eyes were fixed on the cloud of mist in the distance.

"I will catch you, rebel."

"The game of cat and mouse ends here. "

Duke Brad raised his right hand, and blood continued to flow on the stone platform, eventually forming a roiling sea of ​​blood, overflowing. This sea of ​​blood could take the lives of all those who touched it.

The sea of ​​blood rushed towards Medorash violently. He had no place to hide this time and could only flee to the entrance. The space around him was getting smaller and smaller.

"Rebel, come back to me!"

"You are part of the great ascension! "

Duke Brad personally controlled the blood mist hurricane and summoned countless bats and mice to chase the mist incarnation of the white-haired eagle.

The Duke could easily control the white-haired eagle in the past, but now the white-haired eagle has completely digested the ability of the vampire template. Without the suppression of the magic chain and the connection with the vampire main body, he turned into mist and it was difficult to be caught again.

Although the vampire incarnated by the white-haired eagle is weak, its ability to escape is even better than that of the white-haired eagle. The various abilities of the vampire template perfectly match the dark crawling attributes of the white-haired eagle.

The mist was running around in the bunker, hiding here and there, moving back and forth. If the Duke was a living person with a beating heart, his blood pressure would probably be high.

"Boom--"

However, at this moment, the space in the bunker rippled, and then gradually twisted and cracked, and the last flame portal emerged out of thin air.

The black-haired, golden-eyed dragon vein sorcerer walked out of the portal.

This time he did not need to hide his identity. Red scales appeared on his cheeks, bony dragon horns were exposed on his head, and his golden pupils were full of majesty.

With his arrival, the air in the entire underground seemed to become hot and restless.

"It seems a little late?"

Cassius noticed the vampire duke wrapped in blood mist in the distance at a glance.

[Depending on your own strength, you can observe the following information]

[Bloody Duke-Brad Rackman]

Basic ability: ? ? ?

Challenge level: 15 (13000xp)

Evaluation: Brad Rackman, he was not originally called this name, perhaps Trier, perhaps Nax, but this secret has long disappeared in the darkness.

Two hundred years ago, he returned from the battlefield and witnessed the death of his wife. He realized the fragility of mortal life, so he began to pursue immortality. Two hundred years later, the vampire awakened from the endless dark night thirsted for the life he had lost, and filled his thirst with the blood of the living.

"Challenge level fifteen..."

"I'm afraid I can't beat him in this form."

Casius frowned slightly. His human form was about the same as that of a dragon vein warlock of level 11, which was far from the strength of this old vampire.

"Then change back to your original form."