Chapter 1075 (1/2)

At the bottom of the Tiankeng, where there is no light at all.

The blood clan, which had been suspended from perceiving the outside world before, and fell with the spire that lost its anti gravity ability, is now almost reunited.

If it's any other creature, it will be dead if it falls tens of kilometers into meat sauce, but the vampire is not the same.

Although some of the newly transformed low-level blood clans are dead, the higher-level blood clans can blood themselves all over the body. As long as the heart is not pierced by wood so skillfully, for them, as long as they casually absorb the blood of other creatures, they can recover.

But when they go out to fight, the newly transformed blood clan must be brought along, because they can't control their bloodthirsty desire, easily fall into scarlet fever, have no sense at all, and can break through the enemy's front like a mad dog. This is the best cannon fodder, which is much better than goblin and kogurou over there.

Although the bottom of the Tiankeng is very dark, the blood clan still has the ability of night vision. In addition to some dirty clothes, most of the nobles are now undamaged.

At this time, on a huge stone at the bottom of the pit, a noble nobleman was wiping the corner of his mouth with a handkerchief. At his feet was a corpse of a demon who was dying in his eyes. There was only a little blood flowing out of the two holes in his neck.

Soon a few nobles in different clothes came and saluted him gracefully, as if it were not at the bottom of the chaotic battlefield, but in some castle and palace.

”Duchess, we seem to have been tricked by these monsters, and that sound, ah, like a beautiful birdsong, still reverberates in my mind.” An aristocrat described the special abilities of the immortal people in the same tone as an aria.

”It's just a small court trick. Now we have a way to solve it. I'm afraid they haven't seen noble blood clan before. If they want to fight against us, their tricks are not enough.” Another nobleman with a sword in his hand had a look of arrogance in his eyes.

The Duke, who had just drunk blood, nodded expressionless. He stood up and carried his hands back. He looked around with calm eyes. There was a deep pit with special darkness. This limited the vision of the blood clan. It was very interesting.

He has lived for nearly a thousand years and has never seen this phenomenon. What's more, he could hear something calling for him in a distant place, calling for his soul that should not have existed.

”Andrey Finch, and davidenko, how are the explorations around?” The Duke spoke. His face was very young, but his voice was like a dying old man, full of rough and hoarse sharpening.

The two nobles who were named seemed to be young and handsome, not only elegant and handsome, but also had beautiful white waves and long hair. At this time, they were modest and wanted to let each other speak first.

Because they don't bring good news.

The surrounding cliffs are so steep and smooth that they seem to be smeared with oil. If they are not blood race, the cliff can reflect their reflection.

The battlefield above their heads is now a small bright spot not as big as the tip of a needle, which means that they have fallen at least ten kilometers deep.

At this height, only a small number of nobles can fly up. Most of our own armies have no such strength, so they can't go up.

If there is no army, can the nobles do it themselves?

It's disgraceful. If it's known by other hostile families, wouldn't it be funny?

Although the nobles are powerful, they will not allow themselves to fight hand in hand with those dirty monsters, just like the savage savages. In case they dirty their beautiful clothes or hair, or leave scars that cannot be healed, it is not beautiful.

To eliminate the enemy of the Lord, that's what the lower blood clan should do. The nobles, as long as they hold the wine cup in the rear, will be fine.

In fact, like the Duke of tatus, there are few Dukes who are close to the front line. Even after their ancestors declared war on the underground world, most Dukes still stay in their castles and let their men lead the army to seize the territory under the ground.

But who calls this a hairy bear? Although the former Duke of tuss fought against the enemies of the Empire, he could not easily fight with the Duke of Roth.

He was even able to tell the age of the other person and what kind of damage he had been hit by the screams of others.