The villain knight doesn't want to be a hero

'——Blood of the Ancients! '

Marshall couldn't help but lick his lips when he thought that the power he dreamed of was about to be his.

It's just that soon he can't laugh.

Contrary to expectations, after passing through the iron gate, the room inside didn't even see the Elf from the Wild Hunt, not to mention the Ciri he was looking for, and there wasn't even a single staff member.

In the center of the room, there was only a figure covered in thick red armor, but with red tattoos painted on the chest and face by blue spiders.

Chapter 381 Blood and blood

It's wrong, it's very wrong.

Where is the promised ancient blood?

Where did my old Ciri go?

Even if you transfer in advance, you should at least leave two El El elves to moisten my throat!

"It seems that I have been ambushed." After quickly looking around, Marshall said pretending to be a gentleman.

"Let me introduce you first. The following is...don't eat the sour radish!"

Before Marshall could sigh in a Cockney accent, the next second, BloodRiot on the opposite side aimed his smoke gun at him.

If you compare carefully, you will find that the Spider Lost Bottle that was inserted into the slot in the past has now been switched to another full bottle.

——A bottle full of silver.

"SteamAttack!"

"FullBottle!"

The muzzle of the gun fired a fatal light bullet mixed with spiritual power that directly vaporized Marshall's body, and even the heavy metal door behind him was penetrated.

'Sure enough, this vampire is a crispy one...'

However, in Heywood's small clinic, Lin Qiao, who observed this scene through the perspective of BloodRiot formed by genetic factor mimicry, did not relax his vigilance.

Although such damage is done to ordinary creatures, no matter how many times it is done, it is not enough to kill them.

But for the vampire in front of him, who even conservatively estimated that he had at least five-digit resurrection coins, it was just a hair lost.

It is really impossible to get rid of him once and for all with this kind of attack.

Sure enough, it was just as he expected.

The next second after his body was evaporated, a violent wind sweeping the blood mist appeared in the room out of thin air.

In just one breath, a rough human shape was reconstructed.

Even the clothes on his body have been restored.

"The time for resurrection was actually shorter than expected..."

In the clinic, Lin Qiao's body frowned and muttered softly.

Moreover, the role played by Yinman Ping does not seem to be as effective as initially expected... Is it because the weakness of the relationship is weakened or removed through the system?

Although it was expected, this is not good news anyway.

But he still has spiritual power.

"Tell me, where is the ancient blood?"

After quickly completing his body reorganization, Marshall's face turned a little dark.

Although it's not a big deal if the whole body is evaporated, just losing a life is just a loss.

But the pain and nausea caused by contact with silver objects lingered in his heart.

Of course, if possible, he doesn't plan to start a fight with the opponent just yet.

At least talk about the terms first.

"As long as you give me the ancient blood, I will leave this world directly without any further entanglement, and let the system judge you as the winner."

This is a win-win situation for both parties.

At least that's how it seemed to Marshall.

He can obtain the power of ancient blood and rely on the system from now on; while Lin Qiao can complete the task and obtain 12000 points given by the system, increasing the possibility of surviving in the future.

Everyone has a bright future.

Of course, the reason for doing this was not because Marshall was a good guy or something, he just simply wanted to avoid the worst-case scenario.

After all, there is a high possibility that Ciri is in the opponent's hands now.

If the opponent gets angry and gets angry, he won't even have a place to cry.

And even if they are not here, if two people really want to fight, it will most likely be to the death...

Even if he won in the end, he still wasn't confident that he would be able to find Ciri within an hour.

So first stabilize the opponent and get the ancient blood.

As for the agreement between the two parties after that... Why do you use my things to trade with me?

That's pretty much it.

It's just that although he made a good plan, it was a pity that BloodRiot, which was mimicked by Lin Qiao's genetic factors, ignored his plan at all.

Pulling the trigger, the smoke gun in his hand fired again.

Dangdang Dangdang!

The light bullets enhanced with spiritual power were all blocked in the next second as Marshall swung the dagger in his hand...

It's just that this thing is not a physical warhead after all.

An explosion occurred the moment the dagger touched it.

Also, two of his fingers were blown off.

'Damn, this feels...! '

A burning sensation emanated from the wound.

Although it was not Yin's kind of existence that made him feel physically disgusted, it was still inexplicably disgusting.

Because of this, Marshall's mood became bad.

"It seems I have to put you down first..."

Scarlet eyes glared at BloodRiot.

Anyway, if you eat this guy, you can still get information about the ancient blood... At least you have to show him how powerful he is and let him know that his patience is not infinite!

Click, click, click!

Along with the harsh sound, countless bloody thorns pierced out from BloodRiot's feet, covering the place where he originally stood in the blink of an eye.

But at the moment before the Thorns Riot, Marshall's BloodRiot, who was always vigilant, immediately jumped up from the ground.

Aiming the muzzle at Marshall below, he pulled the trigger while dodging.

Bang bang bang!

The spiritual light bullet fired from the gun exploded among the thorns, instantly breaking more than a dozen of them...

But then it was filled with more thorns.

The thick bloody thorns squirmed greatly, and the sharp spikes left dense scratches around them.

Countless wires were cut, making a "bilibili" sound.

And as countless blood thorns squirmed, they quickly pieced together a monster with a bloody mouth.

That was Marshall's familiar - the blood dragon.

The huge faucet takes up almost two-thirds of the room.

The moment it appeared, it bit BloodRiot who was standing on the ceiling.

The powerful bite and impact force directly bites through the entire ceiling.

however--

"IceSteam!"

The moment it was swallowed, BloodRiot adjusted the valve on the smoke sword.

The smoke sword flashing with bright blue energy danced rapidly, and the thorns that made up the blood dragon were frozen in place.

But the next second, countless thorns surged up like sea water.

In an instant, the frozen blood dragon will be turned into pieces, but...

"Didn't catch it?"

The feedback from the blood thorns that were equivalent to an extension of his body made Marshall stunned for a moment.

Before he could make the next move, a puff of smoke suddenly appeared behind him.

"!"

He clenched the dagger in his hand and quickly turned around to strike.

clang--!

Bright sparks lit up among the smoke swords and daggers.

Amidst the clash of gold and iron, Marshall's body suddenly took a few steps back, but BloodRiot pursued him relentlessly.

The smoke gun in his hand fired several shots.

But Marshall, who was already prepared for this, turned his upper body into some kind of shadow-like blood mist, causing it to pass through his body.

Chapter 382 Vampire’s trump card

In the shadowy blood mist, a pistol with an unbelievably large caliber appeared tied to several bloody thorns.

——RT-46 Storm.

It can only be loaded with one round, but its power is comparable to that of an anti-material sniper rifle. An ordinary person's elbow joint will break into three pieces just by using it.

The thorns wrapped around the trigger tightened quickly.

The next second the fire broke out, a warhead landed squarely on BloodRiot's head...

But even though he said that, he couldn't even stop his progress.

It didn't even leave a trace on the thick armor. The moment it came into contact, it deformed and bounced to the side.

Both sides clenched their fists at the same time and struck at the enemy in front of them.

Kacha-!

A strong wind blew instantly when the two were fist-fighting.

But compared to BloodRiot, who was unscathed and invincible, Marshall, who was at a disadvantage in terms of strength, had his arm bent at a weird angle.

At the same time, the spiritual power attached to his fist also turned his entire arm into ashes.

In the end, BloodRiot punched him in the face with all his strength, and he flew out with blood flowing out.

But in the direction he flew out, the blood thorns behind him surged toward Blood Riot like a wave.

No panic, no dodging.

Pull out the silver bottle from the smoke gun slot and insert it again, then aim it in the direction where Marshall was submerged by the wave.

Pull the trigger.

"SteamAttack!"

"FullBottle!"

Just like the reappearance of Moses parting the sea in the Bible.

The bright silver powerful light bullet fired from the muzzle penetrated the wave of thorns the moment it came into contact, forming a vacuum belt.

boom!