Chapter 793: I Will Update 2,500 Words First, and I Will Make up for It Tomorrow. I Am Tired and Need to Sleep First. Please Give Me Double the Monthly Votes!!!

Dicken was not a beast after all. Although he was immersed in the selfless fighting, he was about to feel that something was wrong with himself.

"You monsters! What did you do to me? ! ! Get out of here!!!" Feeling the precious power in his body constantly disappearing, he was obviously showing his power, why did he still lose power? Dicken immediately madly knocked the two hounds away and pulled away.

But the problem is, even if he temporarily repelled the two monsters, where can he run to?

He could throw away all the first embrace blood in the blood pool and then run away alone. But the problem is, he couldn't bear to do it! Those first embrace bloods are the most difficult to collect among all things, even more difficult to collect than pure-blooded vampires. What's more, if he ran away, what would happen to the altar?

Once they destroyed the altar, he would be a loser.

He knew very well that he could not fulfill his ambition to dominate the world by himself.

So the altar was very important to him.

Besides, he had become a blood god, why should he run, he could kill them back!

Yes, even now, Deacon still believes that he can fight back. After all, the advantage is huge! Those two can kill him thousands of times, he doesn't care, but as long as he kills them once, the battle can be over, why should he be afraid?

"You, damn it!!!"

Blade immediately showed that he was going to fight, but Hannibal stopped him.

"Don't go over there, even if I go over there now, I might be attacked by the hounds, so... let's see how they perform."

Blade put the silver sword on his back back into the scabbard.

Sure enough, the two hounds immediately rushed up with their wounded and broken bodies.

The three monsters fought again.

An hour later.

"You monsters, why don't you die? ! ! Go to hell!"

Dicken's mentality has exploded. These two monsters seem to have a deep hatred for him, and they cling to him, even if there is no good meat left in their bodies. More importantly, Deacon found that although these two monsters look miserable, their vitality is getting stronger and stronger.

Instead, he became more and more excited.

Two hours later.

Deacon tried every possible way to escape, and did not dare to get entangled with the hounds, so the three monsters began to chase him in the hall.

Hannibal and Blade hid at the door of the hall, found some beer from the vampires' supplies, and chatted and drank beer. The battle in the hall had made them bored. Fighting back and forth was just like that, and there was no novelty at all.

Deacon used all the methods he could think of, but he still had no way to deal with the two hounds...

Three hours later... Four hours later... Five hours later...

Until noon the next day, the sun shone down from the top of the hall. The cold early spring sun did not shine, and it shone on people with a little warmth, but this little warmth still could not dispel the cold winter that had not yet left.

Just like Deacon's heart at this moment.

He longed to bask in the sun again. When he was still a human, he didn't think the sun was anything special. He didn't even like the sun. He preferred rainy days and nights. He liked the cold and hated the sun and summer. When he became a vampire, he thought it was a natural feature of his vampire nature, and he should become a vampire. But as he became a vampire for a longer time, he longed for the sun more and more.

He savored the feeling of being under the sun, and this feeling became more and more paranoid. Obviously, when he was still a human, he hated the sun so much.

Now he has finally become a blood god, no longer afraid of the sun, and can enjoy the sun like humans.

But now... he just wants to die quickly!

Dicken lay expressionlessly in the blood pool, looking at the light shining in with his eyes.

And on him, two monsters kept eating him.

He has been in this state since three hours ago.

These two monsters can't be killed, and they can't be shaken off. What's more terrible is that they are still absorbing his power...

One sentence to describe Dicken's feelings at this moment.

Tired, destroy, hurry up.

At this time, the hounds' forms also changed dramatically.

They became a mass of amorphous 'blood slime' just like Deacon's previous form, with bubbles constantly coming out of the surface. Not only that, there were faces on the surface of the slime, constantly wailing, looking very disgusting.

"What on earth is this?" Blade felt the same way.

Hannibal seemed to be more adaptable, he was brushing his teeth. Well, vampires also need to brush their teeth, bacteria don't care if you are a vampire or not, if you don't brush your teeth, you will still get cavities. By the way, it's more troublesome for vampires to get cavities than humans. It's also more painful.

So Hannibal found a lot of unopened electric toothbrushes and toothpaste in the vampire's supplies.

After a sleep, you naturally have to brush your teeth.

Blade didn't sleep all night, his nerves were always tense. But Hannibal didn't care. It's time to sleep.

"They are about to transform successfully."

After spitting out the foam in his mouth, Hannibal wiped his face and said.

"Then...what are those human faces?"

"Oh, that. Those are the souls of the sinners they once devoured. Those souls will enjoy eternal torture in the hounds. That is the source of the hounds' power."

Blade swallowed his saliva.

"Is this thing... really okay to leave in the human world?" If this thing gets out, it's hard to imagine what kind of disaster it will cause.

"If I don't control them, they will definitely be one of the biggest problems in this world. But now... they are still under control, don't worry."

Just as he was speaking, Blade, Hannibal, and Deacon, who was already lying dead, suddenly felt a throbbing.

It was like a heartbeat.

Bang!

They all felt that something was about to break out of the cocoon!

"Finally..." Hannibal said with some anticipation. He hadn't seen what the Lord of Tindalos looked like yet. The records of Kamar-Taj only had records of that kind of demon creature, and they hadn't seen the real thing. After all, this thing is extremely rare even in the demon world.

The Hound of Tindalos itself is very rare, and it is even rarer to evolve into a lord.

Besides, Kamar-Taj would never allow such dangerous things to come to this world.

"Finally..." Deacon also said so.

He could feel that two powerful forces were tearing at his essence, and he could even feel that his soul was being torn apart.

He was going to die.

If someone had told him before that one day he would be happy because he was going to die, he would never believe it, and would eat the person who said so alive.

But now, he realized that this world was really worse than death!

Crack!

Dicken's smiling face froze, and then his body quickly turned gray and began to break.

Crash!

Then he broke into pieces!

And the two huge "slime" skins also condensed at this moment, turning into huge cocoons.

In the cocoon, the heartbeat became more and more urgent!

Finally, at a certain critical point, there was a crisp sound.

Awooo! ! ! !

Two huge voices broke out of the cocoon!

Two black shadows, carrying thick purple-black smoke, chased each other in the hall, at an exaggerated speed! Finally, they stopped at the gate, in front of Hannibal. From the appearance, they looked a bit like wolves. Their heads had eight eyes, two large and six small. In the position of the 'wolf' eyes, there were two huge eyeballs, and the other six eyeballs were arranged in a strange way around the big eyes. These eyeballs constantly exuded endless malice. If you look at them, your soul will be dragged into a nightmare world in an instant!

They are a body composed of multi-faceted angles, angular limbs, prismatic objects and other weird structures. This makes their bodies look like they are composed of sharp angular fragments. From multiple angles, he looks like a huge wolf-like creature, with his body shrouded in billowing purple-black smoke.

On their backs, there are dark and shiny tough tentacles, which are swinging unconsciously. Every time they swing, they will bring about a whistling wind.

In the smoke around them, blood-red eyes will open from time to time, flashing crazy eyes, and these eyes will disappear in the next second.

It seemed as if behind the dark curtain, there were countless hungry beasts hiding!