The girl's soft sobs diluted some of the smell of blood around her.

But that horrible pulling feeling didn't stop, but came back even more violently.

Chen Senran was forced to take a step back while holding little Annie.

"Oh, look, what did I find? Hahahahaha..." Vladimir seemed to have discovered some new world. He smiled in a low voice and showed an almost intoxicated look to the awakened little Annie. He stretched out his hand

Putting a finger on his lips, he sighed in an intoxicated tone, "The smell of a virgin, oh, the wonderful and fragrant blood of a virgin, it's so... intoxicating."

At the end of his speech, he slowly closed his eyes and took a deep breath, like an alcoholic who had smelled the best wine.

Chen Senran frowned deeply. He hugged little Annie and backed away while looking at the magic-forbidden bracelet in his hand.

His heart was filled with murderous intent.

If Chen Senran didn't have the intention to kill this strange vampire in front of him before, then at this moment, he definitely wanted to kill him.

Anyone who wants to hurt her flowers will not be let go.

Even if he turns into a demon again.

Even if...die.

"Xiao Sensen..." The little girl in her arms stopped crying at some point. She wiped away her few tears, smiled hard and whispered, "I'm fine, don't..."

"That's right, Mr. Mori, for such a small character, you don't need to take action at all." Gragas knew Chen Senran's physical condition. He had already felt the murderous aura in Chen Senran. He smiled and lifted his wine barrel.

He said, "As long as I teach him a lesson, you can just stand there and watch him kneel down and beg for mercy."

As he spoke, Gragas threw the wine barrel in his hand with a smile, took a step forward, blocked the front, pointed at the evil-looking vampire standing in the scarlet light curtain, and roared with a long smile.

:

"Hey, vampire, let me say it again, your opponent is me. Come, let your uncle Gu see what you are capable of, you damn pervert, hahahahaha..."

"Hmph..." Vladimir seemed to be a different person at this time. He did not show any anger towards Gragas' provocation. He put his hands with unknown claws in front of his eyes and danced.

He jumped up and down, "Poor mortal, you will know the consequences of offending a god...ah..."

He sighed deeply.

As he sighed, the scarlet light in the entire hall began to fluctuate like water.

"Please let the blood..." His voice became extremely low, as if he was reciting some ancient prayer, "Let all the blood flow out!!!"

He chanted this sentence to the last word like a hymn.

The sound ranges from deep to infinitely high.

As the last word fell, his beating hands suddenly tightened their grip.

The undulating scarlet around him also suddenly tightened.

The light in the entire hall dimmed.

Gragas, who was originally holding the wine barrel and preparing to take a sip, was stunned. He almost lost his grip on the wine barrel.

Because at that moment, his heart... also tightened.

He felt that at that moment his blood returned to the previous pulling sensation that wanted to pierce the skin and escape from his body.

Moreover, it is many times stronger than before.

His face turned red instantly. There were countless blood-colored particles swimming on the surface of his skin, like swarms of insects about to tear his body apart.

"Ah -" he suddenly growled. He forcibly held up the wine barrel in his hand and poured a sip of wine into his mouth.

A sip of wine.

He swallowed hard and let out a long burp.

His expression quickly returned to normal, but he also put away the contempt and relaxation he had at the beginning.

He narrowed his eyes and looked at the vampire in front of him who started to dance with his fingers again. He smiled and praised: "Not bad, it's starting to get interesting."

"The fun has just begun. Mortals..." Vladimir's dancing fingers paused again and grabbed.

The scarlet all around was suffocating again.

Gragas' blood surged again.

But this time Gragas was no longer as embarrassed as before. Although there were still fine blood-colored particles swimming on the surface of his skin, he was still drinking wine leisurely.

"Gudong——"

Another sip of wine.

Gragas smacked his lips and smiled calmly: "If your skills stop here, then... fall down!!!"

Fall down!!!

Gragas was holding his huge wine barrel in his arms at the next moment. It was like a bigger wine barrel, and he moved towards it at a speed that didn't look very fast, but seemed to have transcended the concept of speed.

Vladimir hit him.

The moment he knocked out, a faint silver light appeared on his rather fat body, and a rich aroma of wine suddenly floated in the air.

As the aroma of wine passed by, time and space seemed to be frozen.

"Dong——"

A huge sound echoed throughout the crimson and dim hall the next moment.

I saw a huge plume of smoke rising from where Vladimir had been standing.

Sand and gravel splashed everywhere.

Under the sand and stones, the scarlet light slowly outlined a huge, fat body.

Gragas stood in the dust, hugged the wine barrel and took a deep sip, letting out a huge roar of satisfaction: "The last drink before closing, the wine clan's number one skill, Meat Bomb Impact, is given to you, poor man

Little vampire, you are really... unbearable..."

"Ah!!!" Gragas, who was still roaring loudly, suddenly let out an even louder roar of pain.

I saw two streaks of blood piercing his skin like sharp thorns, and formed two sharp arrows from his body and rushed into the darkness.

Gragas put his hands on the ground in pain.

"You are really... vulnerable." Vladimir gracefully caught the two blood arrows. He poured them into his throat bit by bit, and walked away from the darkness step by step.

come out.

"Ah!!! Damn it!!!" Gragas roared angrily and threw the huge wine barrel in his hand towards Vladimir.

The aroma of wine filled the air once again.

The next moment.

“Bang——” The wine barrel, which seemed nothing special except for its size, made a roar comparable to the most powerful magic explosive.

The thick floor was blown up with thick smoke, and the entire hall was shaking violently.

The trembling slowly stopped.

Chen Senran and the others had already stepped aside.

They were also extremely surprised by Gragas' sudden explosive skill. If he hadn't retreated quickly under the protection of Lao Du, they might also have been affected.

"How's it going? Little vampire, does your uncle Gu's wine taste good enough? Is it good to drink? Hahahahaha!!!" Gragas laughed wildly again.

But this time the laughter only lasted half.

A thick arrow of blood pierced directly from his cheek.

Vladimir once again emerged from the unknown darkness.

He wiped his bloody lips, and at some point he held a magic crystal glass in his hand. There was half a glass of bright red liquid sloshing in it. He looked at it and sighed quietly: "My glass is half empty again."
Chapter completed!