The world of beauty drama begins with the surrender of Jason

Chapter 338 Nosferatu Mask

The gorgeous scepter is neither gold nor jade, abandoning the pretentious and complicated aristocratic style that the vampires have always had. It is simple and low-key yet elegant and solemn. The head of the scepter is decorated with a pair of bat wings that spread horizontally, shining with a deep and breathtaking light. It's like a gem from the underworld.

This kind of precious handicraft that should be placed in a glass display case for people to admire, no matter how you look at it, is far from the concept of a weapon, but it makes a group of fierce inhuman monsters feel like a powerful enemy.

"The little brat from the Vanzhuo family..." Santanice's eyes twitched, her tone carrying a hint of fear.

"Do you want to show off your power with a mere outdated antique?"

Although she showed disdain on her lips, in reality her heart was in her throat and she hurriedly issued some kind of summons secretly.

Even though her status is far inferior to that of the stumbling clan members below, the secret treasure the other party takes out can still cause obvious interference to her.

That is the bondage engraved in the blood instinct from the ancient covenant.

Like the earth in the parallel world, the origin of the blood clan in this world can be traced back to Cain in the Bible. The inheritance created by his thirteen grandsons is the famous Thirteen Clan.

Based on their own strength and characteristics, these pioneers created thirteen clan sacred objects with their own powers, including the evil key, corpse hand, rotten bracelet, golem, bone harp, blood cup, spiritual staff, soul ring, butcher knife, The punishment axe, the magic mirror, the ghost lamp, and the poison bottle are all used to suppress the secrets and protect the descendants forever.

Having lost their symbolic meaning, they were left with only their value as extraordinary items. One of them passed through many places and was acquired by Victor, the Duke of Night, the most powerful old vampire in the Federation.

As early as hundreds of years ago, all the Thirteen Sacred Artifacts were lost due to various natural disasters and the long-term burial of powerful clan members. At that time, the Vampire Elders Council, which was on the verge of collapse under the impact of the times, summoned experts and spent a lot of manpower and material resources to use various clans to Based on the mark of the badge, thirteen new powerful magic weapons were cast to sign a contract in an attempt to regain authority.

Vampires claim to be immortal, but in fact it is only much longer than ordinary mortals. If they do not open the door to immortality for one day, their lifespan will still end.

If living creatures are like this, how can a few dead objects be an exception?

However, changes in the human heart cannot be constrained by external things after all, especially the decline of the church. The population explosion has caused the vampires to lose internal and external pressure. In addition, the great geographical discovery has opened up the living space. Members who have migrated to countries around the world can only keep a low profile and close their doors. Come and enjoy the majesty.

As time goes by and changes occur, the previous generations of the Children of the Night, who were once known as gods and demons, have been wiped out with the times. Without the strong control of those in high positions, the originally well-organized thirteen clans have gradually dispersed into nearly a hundred large and small branches.

This is the one in Serena's hand - [Vandro's Scepter]!
As the royal family among vampires and the nominal leader of the Secret Party, this treasure representing the Vandro clan, just like its appearance, can greatly suppress the desire for resistance of lower-ranking kin, and can be called a weapon in civil war.

However, from the man-made wonders that dominate the earth to the great empires that occupy the world, the ruthless time is enough to destroy everything that seems to be solid, whether it is tangible or intangible.

Therefore, in just a century or two, the two secret and demonic parties that once dominated the dark world quickly fell apart and existed in name only. Together with the so-called new holy artifacts, they were thrown into the garbage heap of history.

At this time, a small test of brilliance not only broke the crisis instantly, but also had the potential to turn against customers.

It's just like a feudal monarch who can use his power to command his ministers, but also has to deal with the princes who are splitting the land and enclosing the territory. With Santanice's realm, she naturally has the means to deal with it.

The glass curtain wall shattered, and crystal-sharp fragments shot out like rain. Her physical body broke into the box and merged with her spiritual incarnation. At the same time, the hard stone wall was churning like water, and something as big as two palms suddenly jumped out and covered the woman's face.

But it was a brown-green mask with short horns on top and jagged edges that seemed to be crying and laughing at the same time.

Without a moment's pause, a wave of chaos and distortion spread out, filling the entire space.

Numerous "snake monsters" with numb limbs immediately raised their heads to the sky and howled wildly. Their conical fangs protruded from their lips. Hairs and bone spurs with traces of beasts grew out from the gaps between the scales. As if they had taken stimulants, they surrounded them again in full force. !
You have [Vandro's Scepter], and I also have [Nosferatu Mask]!
"Giggles, how do the fakes collected by our country people taste? Let me ask the noble lady to taste them!" Santa Nicole's voice came out from behind the mask, sounding slightly dull.

There are similarities in the thinking of intelligent creatures, and the habit of imitating well-known magic weapons is not unique to human practitioners. The magic mask in her hand is a masterpiece of scarlet alchemy of the Vampire Clan, which is 60 to 70% better than the original sacred objects. The power is enough to offset most of the negative effects caused by the black scepter.

The wet black braids spread out and spread out, dividing into dozens of slender shadows. The triangular head at the end opened a snake's kiss, bringing up a putrid wind like sewer mud, and fiercely killed Serena.

On the way forward, the round table wine cabinet was lightly rubbed by it, and it passed by like a knife cutting through butter. Dark green magic energy venom sizzled at the break, and the solid oak was corroded into a puddle of mud in the blink of an eye. .

Facing such a vicious strangulation, even though Serena had the secret treasure in hand, she had to be very energetic. The black scepter danced lightly, and a round dark moon appeared spontaneously, and the dim light suddenly came. The viper braid catches it firmly.

Missing a hit, he changed his moves again. The black hair was suddenly divided into two, and the two were divided into four. The more they were divided, the more divided they became. The steel whips turned into fine needles, gathering and wrapping tightly outside the moonlight. On the first floor, they are entangled with each other, dragging thick venom around and squirming. It is so disgusting that it is enough to make patients with trypophobia lose their SAN value.

Thousands of snake hairs were either spinning and drilling, or biting fiercely, while testing the weak points of the defense while trying to force a breakthrough.

The effect of the ant swarm tactics is very obvious. Even though each strand of power is weak, there are too many to hold it down. The fragments of spiritual light collapse from time to time. The clear moon like glass makes an overwhelmed crunching sound, and the ice-crack-like lines become more and more numerous. big.

Although Serena had the means to fight back, she glanced at Zhu Mingyao, who was standing behind her with his eyes closed, and could only pour all his mana into it, not daring to move even a little bit.

Fortunately, her temporary teammates didn't keep her waiting too long.

"Thank you for your hard work. I was a little careless this time. Is this a favor?"

Two golden lights flashed, but Zhu Mingyao suddenly opened his eyes and nodded gratefully to Miss Vampire.

"Unexpectedly, this is actually the lair of the Nosferatu clan!"

He pulled out his peach staff and stood up towards the sky, stepping on the steel pole and fighting.

"The Five Thunder Messengers, the Five Ding Dusi, the Hanging Great Sage, the thunderbolts, the five mountains in the sky, calm the world, if you dare to disobey, your soul will be cut off, as urgent as the law!"

Before he finished speaking, the wind surged, and the clear light as thin as a hair condensed into countless lightning arcs, like the tip of a needle against the wheat awns, accurately hitting each magic snake, and beating it back to its original black-haired form in the clouds of burnt and smelly smoke.

(End of this chapter)