Vampire Fascination: Vampire's Favorite

Chapter 290 The Supernatural Melee of the Blood Race
Having said that, the ones who attacked them were of the same race after all!

Tonight, the Marquis Morris and the blood under his command may be a little arrogant, but on weekdays, the Viscount Morris and the Earl have good friendship with them.

Now, they can only instinctively make defensive actions, but they cannot kill the killer!
"Are you crazy! See clearly, we are not enemies!" Viscount Morris couldn't help shouting.

However, in the eyes of these crazy vampires, no worries can be seen, their eyes are getting bloodier, and their attacks are getting more and more ruthless!

Suddenly, the underground conference room was in chaos and turned into a melee.

Seeing that the clansmen were killing each other, and the deacon of the Viscount and Earl had been slightly injured, several elders also entered the battlefield. They wanted to quickly take down these out-of-control blood clans, but after the elders joined, those Sensing the strength of their opponents, the blood race began to use their abilities, and their expressions and actions seemed to be dealing with their life-and-death enemies, and their blood-red eyes were bursting with madness and bloodlust!

Facing his own clansmen, the Great Elder, who had always remained neutral, did not make any harsh moves. Even in the face of supernatural powers, he just resolved them hastily. At the same time, he also found that Marquis Morris had been standing still.

Marquis Morris's eyes were blood red, he looked at everything in front of him quietly, and did not take any action. The elder was wondering at the moment, could it be that Marquis Morris was the envoy?

"Gerald, what are you doing? Tell them all to stop!"

However, Marquis Maurice turned a deaf ear!
As soon as the Great Elder finished speaking, a noble came forward, his right hand formed into a claw, and attacked the top of the Great Elder's head. His palm exuded a power that could sink other people's bodies into the ground. The area's gravity increases' ability!

Seeing this, the color of the Great Elder's eyes changed, and instantly turned dark red. The moment his body sank, he had already shifted behind that person, and he actually moved instantly!
When the blood race was blown into the air, the great elder had already restrained his body, his eyes darkened, and the blood race immediately let out a scream.

It turned out that his arms had been dislocated.

"Ambrose, imprison him quickly!" the Great Elder shouted.

Ambrose is the name of the Four Elders, who has the ability to restrict the actions of others.

When the first elder pushed the nobleman towards him, the fourth elder clasped his palms together, and the nobleman fell to the ground on his knees. He kept struggling, twisting his body, and roaring again and again, but he was still unable to move. His body seemed to be imprisoned by an invisible chain, even if he tried his best, he couldn't break free!
The moment those blood races went crazy, An Ran was taken aback like everyone else, but soon she calmed down and took out the silver pistol, and Richard and Liszt also had serious faces, they will protect An Ran Behind them, they also used their supernatural powers to resist.

"Liszt, what do you think?" Richard asked.

Waving an ice blade, Liszt said: "They are all blood clans with rich combat experience and powerful abilities. We must not show mercy!"

Hearing this, Richard said coldly: "That's exactly what I mean, An Ran, you must be careful."

"I know, I will protect myself." An Ran replied.

Being in the middle of the Morris brothers, An Ran did not let down her vigilance because of this, she knew the strength of her opponent, she held the silver pistol tightly in the palm of her hand, ready to deal with the attack at any time!
(End of this chapter)