Monarch of Evernight: Thirty-Seven The Last Bullet

bsp;Qianye began to think about how to get out of the predicament, but he never thought that the vampire viscount would actually drop what he was doing and pursue him. Judging from the current situation, if they run another two hundred kilometers, they may be overtaken at any time.

In any case, escaping into human territory is the final solution. If a dark warrior enters the Zhao clan's territory unscrupulously, it will inevitably attract the attention and interference of strong human beings. Judging from the disguise of this team of vampires wearing imperial uniforms, they probably don't want to expose their whereabouts too obviously.

But if you want to successfully escape to the nearest city of Zhao Clan, you have to cross at least thousands of kilometers of mountains and mountains, which is not easy.

Ahead is another mountain ridge, with shrubs and trees growing alternately and lushly. And the consciousness that was being followed became clearer and clearer, and one could even feel the viciousness and murderous intent.

Qianye decided to take a risk. He jumped onto a hill and then stopped. He picked up a dead branch from the ground, sharpened it with a short knife, pricked his finger, and a few drops of blood dripped from the branch.

The blood he shed was no longer as bright red as before, with a strange brilliance, but had a condensed and astringent taste in it, and the color was much darker, but more mellow and rich.

The blood seeped into the shriveled branches and was quickly absorbed.

Qianye ran to a bush that he had noticed for a long time and carefully put the dead branches in, trying to make it appear in a natural state of breaking and falling. Then he chose a location in the surrounding area, tied the only two vampire grenades on his body together, buried them in the ground, set up several small mechanisms, and then eliminated all traces of man-made damage.

Finally, Qianye climbed onto a small high ground in the southeast, quickly set up a sniper position, assembled the Eagle Strike on the spot, and then lay down to take cover, pointing his gun at the bushes in the distance.

He breathed slowly, and with the powerful rhythm, the force flowed into Eagle Strike, gradually condensing into a force bomb in the barrel of the gun. What Qianye is pouring into Eagle Strike now is the purified Dawn Force. The condensed Force Bomb is milky white, with a warm and soft color, like fine Khotanese jade.

As the force bomb slowly took shape, **** lines suddenly appeared on the surface, mixed with three or five lines of mysterious purple, and a dark gold stripe that was so thin that it was almost imperceptible.

After the Force Bomb was formed, a layer of misty Force light gradually rose on the surface, and the whole thing seemed to expand by a factor of one. This was a sign of the blessing of a "heavy warhead".

Finally, Qianye activated the "Punch Fist" the size of a fingernail, making the modified Eagle Strike even more powerful.

After making all preparations, he quietly waited for the fighter plane to appear.

At this time, Qianye, who was fully focused, suddenly had a strange feeling. The Force bomb in the magazine seemed to have a vague connection with him, allowing him to slightly affect its state. . Qianye thought for a while, then carefully injected another ray of force, and then a layer of translucent crimson force mist appeared on the surface of the force bomb, which would greatly reduce the howling sound of the bullet as it flew through the air.

Qianye didn’t wait long.

The dusk mist enveloped the mountains like a veil, a black shadow rose like a ghost, and Viscount Zalen appeared. He silently passed over the treetops and rock peaks at an astonishing speed. It was like an illusion in the field of vision, and he was within the range of an eagle in the blink of an eye.

Zaren had already jumped up again, and would have flown at least dozens of meters before falling. However, he suddenly stopped in the air and turned around suddenly, like a puppet on strings, completely violating the normal flight trajectory. The Viscount quickly retreated, falling back to the starting point of his leap.

Seeing Zaren's strange movements, the corners of Qianye's eyes suddenly twitched. Fortunately, he didn't lose his composure when he saw the Blood Viscount crossing the trap. Otherwise, even if he fired, he would probably miss.

Zaren returned to his original position, raised his head to the sky, took a deep breath, his nose kept twitching, then turned his head and stared at a dark green creeping bush, and could no longer look away.

With his insight, he could see the **** dead branch among the thousands of branches and leaves of the bush at a glance. The sweet smell emanating from it made Zaren even feel a little dazed.

Just like the blood energy of pure-blood nobles makes it difficult for Qianye to control himself for a moment, Qianye's blood contains multiple types of blood energy. To the vampires, that complex and powerful force is both a poison that destroys vitality and a dangerous force. An irresistible temptation.

Zaren's pupils turned blood red, revealing his fanaticism and greed. The blood in his body was so hot that he almost entered a state of boiling blood. He stretched out his hand to grab the dead branch, but as soon as he reached halfway, he suddenly stopped. After all, Zaren was the Viscount of the Byrne clan. He almost fell into confusion and woke up the next moment. Then a strong danger enveloped his keen perception.

The moment Qianye pulled the trigger, Zaren jumped up like lightning, and his figure instantly slipped out of the sight. Qianye, who was behind the four-image mirror, forcibly resisted the urge to move the muzzle of the gun, and still pressed the trigger to the original aiming position.

This time, the eagle attack did not make a thunderous roar before the rainstorm, but a muffled sound. The milky-white force bomb with streaks of blood moved forward like a fish in the deep sea, silently and extremely quickly. Skimming a thousand meters.

Zaren jumped ten meters in the air, and then returned to the original place as if his movements were extremely strange as before, hovering and retreating, as if he was going back in time. This special skill has allowed him to avoid enemy sneak attacks countless times, but this time it made him jump back into the trap on his own.

Zaren turned around and was surprised to see that the force bomb was close at hand!

The distance was so close that it was impossible to dodge. All Zaren could do was to cross his arms to cover his head and face, and blood surged out, forming the outline of a shield in front of him.

With a bang, the huge energy of the explosion of multiple enhanced force bombs knocked Zaren back two steps, and the arm armor on his hands cracked. However, at this moment, his body was still overflowing with blood, which was getting thicker and thicker, blocking the blazing light of the Force explosion.

Zaren frowned and shook his left hand, a blood line appeared on his palm. He blocked all of Eagle Strike's full blows, but the violent force explosion still cracked the Viscount's jaw, and two minor wounds appeared on the back of his hand.

After witnessing the true strength of the dark warrior of the ancient clan, Qianye calmed down and fired another shot as quickly as possible. However, Zaren had already taken precautions in advance. With a low roar, he spurted out a ball of rich blood energy from his mouth, and actually hit the force bomb in the air.

The dazzling force light exploded in the air, and the blood gas ball and the force bomb died together.

Qianye's face changed slightly. He used both hands to break the Eagle Strike into two pieces, grabbed the array chip of "Punch Fist" from inside, then turned around and ran away.

Zaren also saw Qianye on the thousand-meter high ground, with a cruel smile on his face, calmly straightened his messy coat, and then started to catch up.

In his eyes, Qianye is no more than a mere knight. It doesn't matter whether he is 300 meters or 3,000 meters away. Since the other party's whereabouts have been exposed, it will only take more time to catch up.

However, Zaren had just started, and suddenly he felt a warning sign. Then there was an earth-shattering explosion, and the huge power of the vampire grenade completely enveloped him!

After the force storm passed, all the surrounding bushes were flattened, and an explosion crater with a radius of tens of feet appeared on the top of the mountain. Viscount Zaren was still standing intact.

It’s just that his whole body is in tatters at the moment, with wounds, bloodstains and gunpowder smoke everywhere. There is almost no piece of cloth left in the Qin Emperor’s uniform used to camouflage on the outside. Inside, there is a master-level set. The custom-made armor was also damaged in several places.

Zaren's body suddenly surged with blood, small wounds healed at a speed visible to the naked eye, and larger wounds began to stop bleeding. The Viscount's eyes turned completely blood red, like two scarlet gems.

He stared at Qianye's retreating figure, gritting his teeth, "You have angered me, really angered me! Soon you will regret this, regret it for a long, long time!"

Qianye's escape was indeed not very fast this time. Zaren chased him very easily. In less than ten minutes, the distance between the two parties was reduced to less than 100 meters. Qianye didn't look back the whole time. At this moment, he seemed to know that he was going to be overtaken. He suddenly burst out with strength and accelerated suddenly. His speed was almost the same as Zaren's in that instant.

Zaren sneered in his heart. He wanted to see how long this little knight could sustain such an outburst.

Qianye ran wildly while waiting. The Eagle Strike shot was unlikely to cause much damage to a general, but Qianye could clearly see bleeding wounds on Zaren's hands, and the angry Viscount ignored the two small cuts.

Even in the explosive state, Qianye's speed was still a little slower than Zaren's, and the distance between the two sides continued to shrink, from 100 meters to 50 meters, and then to 30 meters.

If Zaren does not hesitate to damage his body in a short period of time and uses his ability to explode, he can reach Qianye in the blink of an eye. But as a Viscount, how could he use such desperate means as blood burst when chasing a little knight? If this matter spreads, he will probably become a laughing stock in the clan, not to mention that in front of the descendants of the Dracula clan, Zaren must save face no matter what.

Just when Zaren was thinking about how he would torture this hateful little knight to get rid of his bad breath once he caught him, his whole body suddenly shook and he almost fell to the ground. He only felt wet and sticky around his mouth and face, and felt unspeakably uncomfortable. He stretched out his hand and wiped it, and was shocked to see that his palm was full of smelly black blood.

Zaren's surprise was no small matter, and he immediately felt something starting to burn in his body. Burning pains came in waves, and his arms swelled directly.

Qianye in front of him keenly felt the difference in Zaren's pace. Looking back, he saw that the blood poison had finally taken effect. He immediately pulled out the twin flowers, reloaded, shot, reloaded, and shot again as quickly as possible.

The twin flowers kept chiming, and the strange red and white flowers bloomed and merged in the void again and again, pouring force bombs onto Zaren.

However, this round of slamming had little effect. Although Zaren was beaten back step by step, the continuous bombardment only tore through most of the scrapped armor and destroyed his protective blood. If Zaren wasn't fighting the blood poison in his body, these could only be regarded as flesh wounds.

Although Qianye had already expected it, he was still shocked at this moment. It was only in such a frontal battle that he truly realized the terrifying power of the general. The almost invincible Eagle Strike and Twin Flowers have lost their effect. Perhaps only shining light teeth can break the defense, but Qianye would never want to engage in a close combat with a vampire viscount.

In the blink of an eye, all the force bombs Qianye had stored were used up, leaving only an iron bullet box in his pocket. He instinctively opened the iron box, let the force bounce into his palm, then loaded the twin flowers, and then pulled the trigger.