Monarch of Evernight: The boy at the top of the forty-six peaks

bsp;The werewolf's chest rose and fell rapidly, but every violent breath caused more blood to flow from the wound. He said with difficulty: "You won't succeed as long as the tops of the mountains are here!"

Duras laughed and said: "As long as I kill you, how will the top of the mountains know? You big stinking dogs will never grow brains, haha!"

He walked up to the young werewolf Siel, pointed the edge of his long sword at the werewolf's heart, and said coldly: "You know too much, and you have seen things you shouldn't have seen. Now, please Go to hell!"

But just as Duras' sword was about to stab, he suddenly felt an indescribable sense of danger. At the moment of life and death, he could only move his body desperately, trying to jump out to the side.

However, his lower back felt hot, and then his whole body felt like being hit by a heavy hammer. He only had time to whimper before he rolled and flew out.

In the void, another bit of silver light appeared, catching up with Duras in the blink of an eye. The Vampire Viscount didn't even have time to scream this time. The silver light had penetrated into his lower abdomen and immediately burned out a hole the size of a fist.

However, the size of the wound is still a small matter, but the injured area is like a fire, and the pain is unusually great. Duras was frightened out of his wits for a moment. This sign was a sign that mithril had entered his body. With his strength, although the two injuries were heavy and not fatal, if the wounds were mixed with mithril, he would definitely die.

Two magic-breaking mithril bullets hit his vital parts, and even Duras, who was born in the Twelve Clan, became dying.

The accident happened suddenly, and the other vampires didn't react at all. It wasn't until Duras was shot twice and fell down that they looked up at the crown of the ancient tree, where the two magic-breaking mithril bullets were shot.

Just when the sights of the vampires quickly moved upward, Qianye had already jumped back and landed quickly from behind the tree trunk.

At this time, two of the vampires rushed towards Duras, and the rest rushed toward the big tree. Several people jumped up in the middle, and the vampire swords were unsheathed and struck at the tree crown.

Qianye flashed out from behind the tree, the twin flowers kept roaring, and fired four shots. Suddenly, four vampire warriors screamed and fell down. None of them had reached the level of viscount, and the highest-ranking one was just a knight. He was shot at close range by the **** mandala and the illusory Manjusawa, and was either on the verge of death or directly cut off his life.

After firing four shots in a row, Qianye put away the twin flowers, pulled out the crimson fangs, and charged at the vampire warrior closest to him. This vampire has just reached level 6 and can't even take one of Qianye's moves.

The crimson fang brought out a faint shadow in the air, instantly piercing the heart of the vampire. Qianye succeeded in the attack and immediately pulled out the crimson fang, then turned around and pounced on a vampire next to him.

That was a blood knight. He had already drawn his sword in his hand and was ready. When he saw Qianye approaching, he immediately stabbed him in the face with his sword. This sword has a serious bearing, which is indeed the style of the ancient clan. However, Qianye waved his hand with his left hand to deflect the sword edge with his bare hands, and then punched him hard in the face!

Under Qianye's strength comparable to that of the Viscount, the Blood Knight's entire face collapsed and he fell directly to the ground.

At this time, Qianye's body continuously erupted with **** light and was hit by several force bombs. However, at this moment, the high-level vampires had been wiped out by Qianye, and the remaining warriors were warriors who were not even knights. With Qianye's defense and strong physique, he managed to take these few shots but was slightly injured.

Qianye grabbed a Vulcan six-barreled rotary cannon from Anduya's mysterious space. His eyes glowed with blue light. Wherever his eyes passed, low-level vampire warriors felt severe heart pain and their movements froze. The Vulcan Cannon in Qianye's hand roared wildly, and the metal storm roared out, knocking down these vampire warriors one by one.

The Vulcan Cannon in Qianye's hand is a specially modified weapon. It uses large-caliber special bullets. It is extremely powerful within a short distance and is a fatal threat to the Blood Knight. Moreover, it is a gunpowder weapon. As long as there is enough ammunition, it can be used indefinitely. It is a great weapon in melee. The only problem is that it consumes too much ammo. However, Qianye has Anduya's mysterious space in hand, and ammunition is no longer a problem, so Qianye brought a lot of gunpowder weapons on this trip to deal with cannon fodder such as spiders, wargs, and blood slaves.

When the Vulcan Cannon stopped roaring, Qianye could no longer see any standing Vampires within his sight.

Qianye pulled out the Crimson Fang again and walked around the battlefield. Regardless of whether the vampires were dead or not, he used the Crimson Fang to stab their hearts to prevent future troubles and absorb the essence and blood. .

The warm currents coming from the Crimson Fang made Qianye feel very comfortable. These vampires all come from ancient clans. Even if they are at the same level, their blood is far more pure than those of smaller clans. In terms of effectiveness, absorbing the essence and blood of a baron from twelve ancient clans is better than a viscount from a small clan.

After walking around the battlefield, Qianye finally came to Duras.

The third-class Viscount of the blood clan looked at Qianye with extreme hatred, gritted his teeth and said: "You will face crazy revenge from our clan! All your family members will too"

"I'm really sorry, but this is no longer possible." Qianye said as the crimson fang had pierced Duras's blood core.

The huge amount of essence and blood immediately followed the crimson teeth and was continuously inhaled into Qianye's body. Duras felt the loss of essence and blood, and suddenly opened his eyes wide, stared at Qianye, and shouted with a trembling voice: "This is impossible! You are also the Holy Blood"

But he couldn't finish his sentence. Qianye looked at him coldly and suddenly increased the speed of pumping out blood essence. Duras's blood core quickly shrank and dried up, and then cracked, like a dried fruit.

Qianye is not in the habit of talking nonsense to dying enemies, especially when he is in a dark country.

Qianye slowly pulled out the crimson fang. There was a faint cold light on the blade, but no trace of blood remained. Qianye sheathed the dagger and searched Duras' body, but found no special items other than regular equipment, so he walked up to the young werewolf.

The werewolf boy had already returned to his human form, sitting against a tree with a pale face, staring at Qianye warily, growling menacingly from his throat, but there was uncontrollable fear in his eyes. This is a boy with brown curly hair and a childish look on his face. Like William, he also has a totem tattoo of the top of the mountains on the side of his neck.

It seems that he is still just a big boy, but he already has the strength of a baron, which makes Qianye's evaluation of him rise to another level.

Qianye casually threw the Vulcan Cannon on the ground, took out a cigarette, lit it, took a deep breath, and then asked: "Your name is Sil? Can you still fight?"

The werewolf boy did not answer, but subconsciously moved back, trying to get further away from Qianye. The whole team of vampires who chased him to the sky and into the earth couldn't even last a few minutes under this man. This man's precise timing, ruthless attacks, and ferocious combat power are all things the werewolf boy has only seen in his life. The elders in the original tribe may have stronger cultivation than this man, but they would never be able to kill with such efficiency and precision.

Human beings are the common enemy of all dark races, although in many cases the hatred within the Evernight camp far exceeds the hostility to humans. In the eyes of the werewolf boy, Qianye was the same enemy as Duras.

Seeing the werewolf boy's frightened and wary expression, Qianye smiled, compared the cigarettes in his hands, and asked, "Want one?"

The werewolf boy shook his head slowly, still not daring to look away from Qianye.

"Don't be so afraid of me." Before Qianye could finish his words, the werewolf boy suddenly shot out like lightning. He rolled over and had already grabbed the six-barreled Vulcan cannon and pointed the gun at Qianye.

"Let me go." This was the first time the boy spoke.

Qianye smiled faintly, pointed at the Vulcan Cannon, and said, "Do you think that thing is useful to me?"

The werewolf boy's eyes passed over several wounds on Qianye's body. In the battle just now, Qianye used his body to resist a round of force gun bombardment from the vampire warriors, and was hit by at least five or six shots. Through several large holes in Qianye's armor, one can clearly see that the wounds have closed up, leaving only shallow marks. And even if there is no closure, the wounds are small and shallow, and at most they are only minor injuries to the flesh.

Even the third-level vampire force gun can only leave Qianye with a slight injury, and the Vulcan cannon can't even do anything to him. What's more, with Qianye's lightning speed just now, Xier might have had his head removed before the trigger was fully pulled.

The werewolf boy looked stubborn, raised his Vulcan Cannon, and shouted: "Let me go!"

Qianye took out the metal plate he got from William, waved it in front of the werewolf boy, and said, "You are seriously injured. Even if I let you go, you won't be able to get out of this mountain. And seeing Well, I think you should at least listen to what I have to say."

Seeing the nameplate in Qianye's hand, the werewolf boy immediately opened his eyes wide and said in disbelief: "This is the Holy Order from the top of the peaks! How can you have this thing?"

Qianye smiled and said: "A guy named William gave it to me. His fighting ability is average, but he is very good at eating."

The werewolf boy came over hesitantly, sniffed the token, then slowly put down the Vulcan Cannon and said, "It does smell like a holy land. This token is real."

Qianye put away the token and said: "Of course it is true. William asked me to help him take care of the people in this area. How could you be chased by these vampires? In addition, although you have the totem mark of the top of the mountains, , but to be honest, your strength is not worthy of the title of the top of the peaks. What's going on?"

When he said the last sentence, Qianye's voice had a hint of chill. If he meets a guy pretending to be the top of the mountains and swindling around, he won't mind getting more blood essence. Qianye's strength has now greatly improved, and the amount of blood essence and blood that his body can hold has also increased. Now that the entire team of vampires, including a third-class viscount, has been taken, there is still some spare blood. It is no longer like before when one viscount can burst him.

The werewolf boy said: "I...my name is Xier. Not long ago, I was a member of the Sharp Fang tribe. Our ancestors of the Sharp Fang tribe moved to this area more than 400 years ago and have been Living in the territory of Count Stuka, I am now the number one warrior of the younger generation in the tribe. I recently obtained the qualification to go to the upper continent to participate in the once-a-decade hunt, and entered the top thirty, winning the chance to join the group. Qualifications for the top of the mountain.”

"So, you haven't had time to go to the top of the mountains to study?"

"Yes." The werewolf boy replied.

Qianye nodded, this explanation was reasonable, and then he asked the most critical question:

"Why are these vampires chasing you?"