Chapter 1211 (2/2)

”Ayn Rand, I warn you, if you slander me without evidence, I will...”

”So what? If Loren really loses, everything will be over!” the little wizard suddenly turned back and clenched his teeth: ”so even if it's to revenge me, please think about whether there's any way to help him, you arrogant!”

”I... I'm not... I...”

Isaac, with a red and white complexion, stammered and his head turned quickly under his straight eyes.

At the same time, in the vault of heaven behind them, Lucian, who was seriously injured, looked at the white haired evil girl who was also dying and called herself ”Ariel” in amazement.

”I'm dying.”

Dying, the bloodless Ariel said blandly, and her voice without a trace of emotion seemed to be talking about other people's things.

”Asrell... The little fool took the last step and gave all the remaining power to dear Loren through the mark of the evil god; there is no evil god named asrell in the world except the memory in your mind.”

”Whether it's the body of a vampire or the body of an evil god, since the little fool has died, maybe I can't hold on for too long.”

Lucian, who frowned slightly, didn't know what expression to show. After all, it was a little

”You too, don't you?”

The dying girl's words stunned the grey pupil boy.

”It's also relying on the strength of Asriel. Up to now, both body and soul have been eroded to an irreversible point by the power of emptiness - it's no surprise that they die or mutate immediately.”

”In the final analysis, this is your purpose - 'born for Loren, die for Loren', that's what you intend, right?” the white haired girl paralyzed in her own pool of blood looked at the silent gray pupil boy with four eyes:

”Obviously, you can live longer as long as you escape, but your self-esteem, shame and loyalty to Loren drive you here to fight like suicide.”

”Why did you come here, why did you fight, and clearly you have more choices... Your friends, relatives, Loren... Should have asked these questions, right?”

Clenching his teeth, the silent Lucian said nothing.

There was no way to refute, so I simply looked at each other and protested silently. Anyway, I won't live long.

”Do you still want to fight?”

”Huh?!”

The grey pupil boy was stunned.

”Dear Lucian, I'm asking you...” the girl's lips trembled slightly and her voice hung like a hairspring:

”Do you want to continue... Fighting for Loren?”

Lucian didn't speak. Silent and gnashing his teeth, he raised his eyes, stared at the direction of the temple and nodded hard.

Ariel smiled with relief.

She can see from the eyes of the grey pupil boy that the other party is willing to pay any price for this goal; Even if he has to pay more than he imagined, I'm afraid he will accept it calmly in the end.

Sure enough... In addition to Ariel, there are so many people in the world who are willing to give up all their existence at any cost for Loren

That's... great.

In this way, Ariel can leave at ease.

The delicate little hand was raised from the thick pool of blood and extended to Lucian with plasma.

”Pa!”

Without hesitation, the silent grey pupil boy grasped the evil girl's hand.

Along the palms of the two people's clenched hands, blood beads seemed to come alive and penetrated into Lucian's body from the wound.

Soon, it was no longer just the blood on the body. The dried and solidified blood in the pool of blood came alive again, flowing along the girl's body and into the body of the gray pupil boy.

Then there are the surrounding of the two people, the corridor columns, the floor of the whole Tianqiong palace hall, the corrosion demons falling to the ground, and the bodies that have been dead for many days

A steady stream of plasma converged into a stream between the cracks of the floor. Snakes generally meandered between the floor, ceiling and wall, coming to the body of the gray pupil boy.

”This... Is the last thing I can help you.” the girl's pupils grew gray and dull:

”This is a curse, the curse of eternal life. You will live worse than death. You can no longer be a man. You can never escape from pain and the malice of this world. Only complete death can give you real relief, but... You will have the power you need to fight for Loren.”

”So... Lucian vilz, the son of ellemans who has been changed by Loren... Accept the gift of blood and become a vampire!”

”Uh, ah --!!!”

The shrill scream echoed in the hall of the heavenly palace with the sound of gurgling ”blood”.

The gray pupil boy with his head raised and wailing had violent convulsions. With the influx of plasma into his body, every blood vessel was soaring, covering his whole body like a cobweb, and every inch of his skin was swelling, red and purple from head to foot.

Every drop of blood is mixed with unimaginable forces of emptiness - Ariel, serliol, or the unimaginable forces gathered by Isaac... The unimaginable forces reshape and transform Lucian's body in the most crazy way, completely trampling the already fragile spiritual palace into slag and crushing it into powder.

In the whitened pupil, the blood spreads in the whites of the eyes bit by bit;

Until those silver gray eyes completely turned into blood scarlet!