The next exhibition is without any suspense. It is possible to say that the enemy who is unintentional to face the class can be said to be the same kind of enemy, and the patriarch of Annado, was soon forced to sacrifice several Mobis rings and descendants inside. However, this non-direct sluggishness is so unaware that even the enemies who invade their clan territory are not noticed by such a big fantasy. But this can only temporarily stop the other party. All Mobis rings must have a foundation of existence, and this foundation is the magical covenant he signed with His Majesty Sardinia a thousand years ago. He smiled contemptuously at the rulers who attempted to be unfavorable to Annado because of the indestructible and unmodified covenant of this covenant. Human beings... What a foolish and naive creature... He has never seen this covenant before, in fact, it is a noose tied to his and the Sardinian royal family. ()

For the first time in hundreds of years, he felt cold all over—but he soon realized that this was not an illusion, the whine of everything unique to the blood clan, and the eternal darkness and destruction came from Yale.

The room in front of the Annado Clan, the Giovanni Clan, who shattered the Filing Cui, appeared calmly in front of him. The hands of the leader Jimichi, had already penetrated from behind and then tightly held each other in front of the white shirt - this was such a warm and intimate hug!

There are only less than three layers of textiles between them - not human skin, although extremely tough and thin, is limited to 1 to 3 to tiny inches like humans; deep black blood flows slowly under the porcelain white skin like dense rose branches crawling over the walls, and adjacent to it is silver-gray nerves. They are so sharp that they can predict the enemy in an instant by every tiny, almost negligible tremor behind them.

Earth movements - Dela Annado has thousands of ways to escape from this deadly embrace, but with the last gift from Yere... There is still the peace and peace of earth brought by real death. The deep sleep and the warmth that envelopes the entire body and mind. The Annado's arm was drooping under its temptation - and a sharp blade followed the penetration of his throat - through the pale and thin skin, the fat Adam's apple meridians and bones almost penetrated the Michichi clan leader.

Deannado lowered his eyes and glanced at the Giovanni tribe who let go of the hilt and then retreated. A cold sigh was made. The color of his lips became light and almost obscured in the same dull skin. The enemy behind him deepened the hug and deepened it even though the ugly bell ringer who hugged the corpse of the Gypsy girl. He might not have the power and selflessness of his own. The thin thorn sword fell to the ground and made a crisp and scattered sound. It shattered into hundreds of shining thin slices. The leader of the Jimichi looked at his empty arms with regret and his brighter color than before. Even the leader of the Giovanni tribe looked away after a casual glance.

The castle maze that lost its master began to collapse, but the hidden objects inside did not disappear with the domes of the colonnades. The vampires of the Giovanni tribe and the mysterious tribe began to clear the battlefield. Occasionally there were slight shouts and cries, but they always came and went quickly.

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Alex regained his power - he just combined the first section of "The Witch's Soul-Suppressing Song" in Yere's final lament. As for whether it will affect Denardoy, it will affect it, but whether the two vampires can seize this opportunity, etc., it is not up to him to consider - this is within his ability, but he does not want to show every feather on his body in front of others like a male peacock during the love period - perhaps doing so can deter and master the entire dark world as described in some, so as to raise his power, wealth, status and qualifications to a terrible height in the short term... but this also means that there will be enough enemies to control enough weaknesses.

In the continent of Feren, a god - a lich - is not even a mage - will always be taciturn and unsociable. After all, for a spellcaster, having a person who is too familiar with his habits or a non-human is a bad thing for him. This plane with almost weak magic power in the continent of Feren: Merlin, the wizard who keeps showing off his knowledge in front of the admiring female humans... The caster from the interplanet reluctantly added this prefix to him. ()

A drop of round sea water jumped in front of Alex to interrupt his wandering - to be honest, he was really becoming more and more like his semi-lich tutor. May the gods in the plane of Torrell bless him for the time being, this fact that would be enough to depress him to the end of the world.

This made Alex turn his attention to his Necromancer. The humans were half forced into the cabin by him. And a tube of hypnotic gas was stuffed to make them sleep peacefully all night. Now Wilderge was happily throwing a boat rod and inserting a bait into the mouth of the boat's side. A wooden barrel was placed at his feet. It seemed that he was preparing to try night boat fishing.

But Alex felt that he shouldn't be able to catch anything. Because Juana had jumped from the dark blue night sky into the sea. The negative energy crystals of fluorescent ground were still clearly visible in the depths of four or five feet. Wherever she went, a piece of fish was overturned and shrimps turned over. The ground was high and the ground was

In a few seconds, you can swim out of the sight range of ordinary people. Then you will hit the third person. The area around the yacht is full of large and small sizes, shapes and colors. Belly-male faces, black~|, teeth, high eyes, tongue:>, squirrels, sea squids (squid), real> (octopus). These are delicious. There are also some sea creatures with abhorrent faces - armed with a large number of long and sharp fangs. The jaw has a light instrument. It is like a giant deep-sea lice that has been magnified by tens of thousands of times. It has a soft body and a long tail. It is covered by small thorns and kisses the silver shark... Compared to the extreme disappointment of the Dead Knight, his landlord is much more excited.

Juana was holding a black umbrella-mouthed vocalist on the sea. It was 6 feet long and had no movable jaw. The huge jaw was loosely attached to its head. Juana grabbed its cheeks with both hands. It seemed that she was treating this tragic victim as a cloak.

"Very good." The undead must have made the penguin like that - that is, standing upright. Only the part above the shoulders floated on the sea, Juana narrowed her eyes proudly.

"Give me the fish. I will sew a cloak for you. Now - Juana - dive deeper and come a few more times." Alex ordered. After accepting Juana's cheerful offering, he turned to Wilderge: "Go and collect the materials."

"Juanna is my soul weapon...why..." The Necromancer who felt that he was ruthlessly abandoned, muttered miserably. He did want something to gain, but what he wanted was a non-human and fish battle full of interesting wisdom and power rather than a terrorist version of the indiscriminate massacre in the deep sea.

"Because you are my (Dead Knight) she is your (soul weapon) so yours is mine." Alex simply listed abb=com in the air with a faint blue fluorescence. Wilderger twitched painfully. This action reminded him of those unbearable years - he never thought that a Dead Knight needed to master so much knowledge. In Alex's tutoring course, he had envied those dead people who would not have to get up again after lying down.

Juana poked her head out of the sea and flew back to the Necromancer's head and shook the ground water droplets.

"What's wrong... Oh, it's a ship."

Wilderger said the huge ship slowly sailed from a distance to the hull, "people" in black, bowed slightly to Alex.

"It's very fast..." Wilderger looked at the waterline of the ship. The Sallyier family's smuggling business was second only to drugs. Their second son naturally knew it very well: "That was the load 165oo~: Earth Sea Ship - a century ago, the gold standard was used in the Annado family's territory... It seems that they have gained a lot. Alex, you really only have books and one-third of the gems?"

"There is also this island." When he was in Saliley, the Lich had secretly investigated this territory within Sardinia's waters but outside the land. Its terrain and location were very consistent with Alex's hobbies. But he didn't expect to get it so quickly - especially when he knew that the vampire who might live as long as he liked to live.

This reward is enough for the undead Gods Feren knows how long he has been in this continent where he is monitored everywhere - why do humans have so many damn curiosities?

What's more... If everything goes well, Sardinia's dark forces will be weakened by the systematic and step-by-step power of the National Church. Of course, Alex will also politely reject those shallow and rapid dark races and the Old Testament chauvinism outside the country of Sardinia - there are enough non-humans on this land - he does not need powers that he cannot control to approach, whether it is malicious or good intentions.

The lich slowly raised his hands and returned the salute to the shadow gradually fading away.

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Meanwhile, the last flight from the Western Continental Federation in one of Sardinia's largest airports had just landed.

The passengers on the passengers who got off the tall and bright waiting hall quickly checked their passports, visas, ceiling injection certificates, and luggage lists quickly dispersed. The huge airport lobby looked a little deserted.

The name on the passport held by one of them impressed the airport officials who checked their passports.

Tantalus - a representative figure who brings sorrow to extreme joy.

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The following words are: Tantalus is the rich and powerful king of Rodiah. He is the son of Zeus and a fairy who is loved by the gods. The gods invite him to feast and share wine and food with them and let him know their secrets. However, joy leads to sorrow. Perhaps he stole the wine, or revealed the secrets of Zeus, or perhaps he was too proud to offer the flesh of his son Perlopus to test the wisdom of God. He caused Zeus's wrath and was thrown into the dark hell of eternal darkness. There he was forced to stand in a small lake, in the jaw, and countless sweet fruits hung over his head and around him. He never stopped drinking water, but the water always flowed from his mouth; he tried to catch the delicious fruits but were always blown away by the wind, so he was destined to suffer thirst and unbearable hunger in the underworld. (To be continued)
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