Synopsis: Endless Shuttle

"Master Nightmare..."

Bernice opened her mouth as if to say something to save her, but Rope's playful expression made her swallow the words back.

Fear eats the marrow.

In less than two seconds, one of the oldest-looking vampires moved quickly.

He knelt directly on the ground, the shadow force was born out of thin air, cut off his arms at the root and completely cut off his eyes, smashed his eyes, and blood splashed in the bright room.

Even the regeneration ability of the blood-sucking species is an irreversible injury.

"Big elder?!"

"Why do you..."

"shut up!"

He scolded with a pale face, and then said humbly to the black-haired youth.

"This is the responsibility of the old man, making the adults of the Nightmare Seed feel unhappy, these arms and eyes are offered as an apology, and please forgive the ignorance of the rude person... If it is not enough, the old man will kill himself immediately to show that the blood-sucking kind The hope that belongs to the god of disasters…”

It seems that there are still smart people among the "elders" of the vampires.

For a moment, Rope nodded.

"Well, it's not a bad reaction, you are considered qualified in etiquette, but..."

Accompanying his voice, except for Bernice and the kneeling Great Elder, all the other vampires, like the young man, turned into ashes and disappeared.

Bernice's eyes widened and she trembled.

It doesn't feel good to feel death passing by.

The first elder did not expect that the one who survived would be himself, and the expression on Wuyu's face was full of stunned.

"You don't need too many people to talk to, just one qualified person is enough, don't you think so?"

The violent god asked with a smile.

Chapter [-] Bow down and surrender to the strongest god

The mutation that occurred in this dazzling room is destined to be known only to the few blood-sucking species present.

It is impossible for other vampires to know that in less than five minutes, almost all the "elders" of the superior vampires were taken away for no reason.

The reason is just a slip of the tongue.

For the first time, Lily saw the cruelty under the mask of "Gentleness", the god of disaster.

But what should I say, after the fear is over, there is excitement all over the body, a kind of longing for the unimaginable power to easily break the "sky".

The young vampire girl worships the god of disaster.

"Let you see such a farce, the guilt of the old man is hard to distinguish, and the lives of those ignorant people should be given to the nightmare seed and the god of disaster behind you as an apology in lieu of the blood-sucking seed..."

The half-crippled vampire elder said with a wry smile, and the speed at which he adjusted his mood even exceeded Rope's expectations.

Beside the Great Elder, Bernice Teppela looked at her nose and her chest, as still as a stone statue, for fear of making another joke on such a serious occasion.

The experience of death passing by, once is enough.

"Sit down and talk."

Rope raised his head to the wise elder and stretched out his index finger.

"Besides, it's not good to talk to me with an injury, it's a gift of my forgiveness."

Like turning back time, the first elder watched in amazement as his severed arms and shattered eyes returned to their original shape.

Healing technique?

No, no elf feeling...

The vampire chief elder could not judge the methods of the black-haired youth.

"Do the Nightmare species even have such abilities?... As expected of the race created by the Lord God of Disaster, it's not the same as the inferior species like us, which degenerate step by step. How enviable is it to have the protection of the gods... …”

While doing his best to compliment the Nightmare Seed, he sat down on the opposite side of the round table.

"The old man's name is Renadot Finn, and he is temporarily serving as the "Great Elder" of the blood-sucking species.Nightmare Lord, please forget the unpleasantness just now, let us talk about the details of my species for your creator, the god of disaster. "

"Well. You can call me Rope."

"Lord Rope."

Renadotte bowed his head respectfully.

"First of all, I would like to express my sincere apologies to you, no, to you and the God of Disaster. Because of the timidity of the inferior species, the "Council of Elders" sent only one "noble" after private consultation. To convey the request for the surrender of the vampires, this is the poor supervision of the old man, please forgive me. "

can speak.

From just now until now, the vampire elder has fully demonstrated the verbal skills of a man who has lived in power for a thousand years to the superior.

At the first moment of opening, try to exclude uncertainties.The behavior of "sending apprentice assassins to test the attitude of the god of disaster" was summed up to the group of dead vampire elders, and he himself took advantage of the atmosphere that he had just received the gift of the nightmare. In this way, [-]% Ten can turn big things into small things and small things into nothing.

Rope likes smart people.

Because talking with smart people can always produce a very pleasant feeling.