The little wife of the blood clan boss

Chapter 129 Price
Zorosius raised his lips slightly, clearly smiling, but there was only sarcasm and indifference in his eyes.

The next moment, an invisible force grabbed Ashekt's throat and lifted him up.

Even though the vampire doesn't breathe and doesn't feel the pain of suffocation, it's still uncomfortable.Ashekt felt his neck tighten, and the force seemed to penetrate his flesh and strangle his fragile cervical vertebrae, causing it to break with just a slight twist.

What made him collapse even more was that he found that the power in his body was disappearing bit by bit. To be more precise, it was being drained bit by bit.

Ashekt struggled desperately, trying to push away the force, but in vain.

His strength was not worth mentioning in front of Zorosius.

I don't know how long it took before Ashekt was thrown to the ground like garbage.

At this time, how can he still look like before?The originally strong figure became hunched and thin due to the drain of strength. The sinister face was like a skeleton covered with layers of skin. His hair was all in pieces. The noble royal clothes were also torn into tatters, making him look empty. .This look is worse than a beggar in a dark alley.

Everyone was surprised.

Zorosius glanced at him coldly, "Barules would be defeated by such a good-for-nothing son like you."

Ashekt raised his head and clutched the corners of his robe with his hands as dry as chicken feet. He was probably crazy, "Hehehe... Even if you kill me, it won't change the fact that you killed your father. Zorosius, You and I are the same kind of people, and you, like me, have dirty blood on your hands."

As he finished speaking, he suddenly felt an itching sensation in his throat, and his eyes turned blood red.

"Blood...I want blood..." Ashekt grabbed his neck, looking around for blood like a dying fish desperately craving water.

Vampires who reach a certain level will have less need for blood, and it doesn't even matter if they don't drink it for many years. This is also an important reason why the Bruch family can avoid the world for thousands of years.

But now that Ashekt's power has been taken away, he is no different from those low-level vampires. He will naturally thirst for blood. If it is not replenished in time, he will die.

Ashekt looked around for a long time, but there were only vampires around.He suddenly saw Nightmare on the throne, running toward her like a hungry wolf, but was kicked to the ground, with several of his ribs broken, and he couldn't get up for a long time.

Zorosius squatted down, looked into his eyes that were almost losing his mind, and asked: "Where is the torture ax?"

Ashekt trembled, his blood-red eyes widened, but he refused to say a word.

"I know even if you don't tell me." Zorosius stood up and said to Anrusen next to him: "Exiled to the border, it's up to you to do whatever you want. It doesn't matter if you kill him."

Everyone in the border area was a group of people who followed the late king and were extremely dissatisfied with Ashekt. Not to mention that Ashekt killed the old king. One can imagine how miserable his end would be.

Anrusen saluted Zorosius gratefully, "Thank you, Your Majesty!"

Zorosius glanced at Anrusen lightly, "No need to thank me, there is a price for helping you." He said, "The price is an arm, just right."

Anrusen didn't react at first, but then he understood.Zorosius meant that if he wanted to take Ashekt away, he would have to give one of his arms in exchange.

But why?
(End of this chapter)