The Skills Are All God-Level Passives, And The Job-Changing Mad God Of War!

Chapter 505

Her ancestors are the fifth generation, and there are only more than 30,000 vampires in total, but the number of her vampires has exceeded 100 million... This does not include some special races and the servants of the vampires.

But Alfea was unwilling to give up.

Her ancestors tried to find another kind of holy water, but not everyone is qualified to have this kind of holy water.

"Are you really willing to let me go?" Arialang frowned.

The woman said contemptuously: "Who am I... I am the Blood Count, do you think I lied to you? As long as you cooperate, I will let you leave safely... I keep my word.

Aria Lang paused, then sighed deeply, and slowly raised her hand, "Don't do it, I'll give it to you."

He took out a bottle of holy water from his arms and handed it to the woman. At the same time, he said: "This holy water was given to me by my father for safekeeping... But are you sure you want it? Although this kind of holy water is not suitable for ordinary people, , can increase the physique, but for the blood race, it has a fatal flaw."

The woman snorted coldly and said: "I know what you want to say. Holy water is used to increase the power of vampires...and my bloodline is purer than yours, so its effect is minimal to me. You are not my match."

Arialang pondered for a moment before handing over the holy water... He knew that the woman in front of him was not lying. After all, there are strong and weak people in the vampire clan - or in other words, the power of blood. The strength and weakness.

The inheritance of the Vampire Clan generally begins when the Vampire Clan is the most powerful, and the last Vampire King, the first Vampire King, grew up from the weakest vampire.

Ariyalang threw the holy water on the ground. The woman squatted down, reached out and pinched Ariyalang's cheek, and snorted: "Ariyalang, I'm warning you again... don't forget your identity. Humble, if you don’t listen to me, I will kill your whole family, destroy your country, and destroy your so-called glory and pride... You know I have the ability to do it." ".11

Arialang lowered his head... At this moment, he suddenly raised his head and said, "Countess, please believe me, I am really not a blood race."

"Haha, Arialang...do you think I will believe it?" The woman sneered, "I only believe in what I see...don't force me.

She suddenly opened her mouth and bit Arialang's neck, sucking a lot of Arialang's blood in an instant.

But at this moment, Arialan's eyes turned scarlet - he suddenly punched the countess's cheek, and a terrifying force burst out, directly

Got her!

The woman staggered back, covered her cheeks, frightened and angry, and said angrily: "Damn slave, how dare you disobey my words!"

While spitting blood, the woman made a gesture towards the blood race around her.

I saw the vampires rushing towards Arialang in an instant.

This night is destined to be a crazy night, bloody, dark, full of despair...

"It hurts... Mom... woo woo..."

Alia sat on the bed, holding her head and crying.

She felt as if her head was split open, and the pain filled her mind, causing her to pass out.

This fainting lasted for seven days and seven nights. When she woke up again, the door of the room was suddenly opened, and then an old man with white beard walked in.

The clothes he was wearing were exactly the black robe from last night.

"Alia, how do you feel?" the old man sat on the edge of the bed and asked softly.

"Dad...you...how did you come here?"

"Can't I come?" The old man shook his head and said, "If I don't come, do I have to wait for you to be bullied by these bastards and then rush back? You are my most beloved daughter!"

"Arialang...he...what about him?" Alia asked in a daze.

The old man said indifferently: "That kind of person... is not worthy of your nostalgia. I have already sent him on his way."

"Send, send him on his way...?" Alya murmured. She seemed to want to struggle to get up, but fell back weakly.

She grabbed Arirang's trousers and said in a trembling voice: "He...he is dead...I...I killed him...only"

Arirang sighed, "Yes...he is dead, and his blood contains the curse factor. I have solved it for you."