The blade that fell to the ground began to struggle with all its strength, and the wolf claws kept scratching on the tentacles, leaving traces.

According to this progress, it doesn’t take long, ten seconds are enough, and the blade can get out of the trap.

But Fis is not stupid either. He wouldn't just watch the blade escape. In order to find a good opportunity to attack, he sat down and watched several vampires die at the blade's hands.

Fis raised his hand and blood condensed in his hands. Blood claws kept falling from the air and grabbed the blade.

The black and gray anti-demon hair still exerted its own effect in front of the blood claws. However, the blade had no power to fight back at all. He could only watch his fur breaking open and a painful wailing sound came from his mouth.

Fis was actually very shocked to fight. It took so many strokes to completely break the blade's defense. If he didn't attack, even if he could win, he wouldn't be able to leave the blade.

Just in case, Fis threw one weak technique after another at the wounded blade, limiting his vitality to the lowest point before stopping.

Next, Fis will kill the blade well, drink all his blood, and complete the promotion from earl to marquis.

In Fis's vision, this process could have been completed by the Blood God. On this planet where the vampire was severely suppressed, Fis had the chance to advance if he summoned the Blood God to come.

However, now, there is a simpler, more convenient and more successful method.

Killing the Blade, the feedback given by the blood clan bloodline is enough for Fis, the old Count, to enter the position of Marquis. This is the only pure blood werewolf on earth.

It’s just this pure blood that is a bit strange. Blade belongs to the pure blood of three races.

There is another problem, that is, there are not many vampires present who think the same as Fis. Although there are not even a few viscounts among them, the desire for bloodline promotion is what every vampire wants.

"You guys are so brave!" Fis turned around and scolded him as he looked at the vampire who kept leaning towards him.

The deterrence of the superior vampire made the guys standing opposite Fis tremble, and they could only rely on the number of people to barely resist.

The Blade's brain lying on the ground finally woke up. The werewolf's power was severely damaged by Fis, and the balance in the Blade's body recovered a little.

hehe…

Blade smiled bitterly, either being destroyed by the werewolf's violent consciousness or dying at Fis's hands. Both choices are really dead.

Thinking of it, Blade looked at the vampires around him. He saw himself from those guys who had not long ago, and the werewolf Blade that was destroyed by the power.

Humph! Fiss's face sank, and several blood whips flew out of his body and whipped the other vampires.

"It seems that I am too kind to you usually." Fis attacked frantically. Under the double suppression of title and strength, several vampires standing in front died directly at the hands of their own people.

Seeing that these guys were still uninterested, Fis made up his mind and began to kill. However, those viscounts were not good at fighting werewolfs, and their internal fighting was still first-class. They had no collapse due to their number of advantages for a while.

After a while, when the sun was about to come out, the scene finally changed.

Perhaps he was beaten and the vampires, who knew that the blade was likely not theirs, turned around and left, and did not intend to continue to participate in the life.

The viscounts still wanted to force the control, but Fis was here, so he could not control more than twenty vampires with the viscount's control intention alone, but it was still fine to interfere with the viscount's control intention.

After repairing the guy who was trying to make trouble, Fis turned around and faced the blade and prepared to kill him.

At this time, seeing the eyes on Fis, which were no different from other vampires on the front, Blade suddenly understood something, and his chaotic brain suddenly became clear.

Suppress! Reverse Suppress!

The blade aroused the silent vampire bloodline in the body. A second later, under Fiss' nose, the blade turned from a werewolf back to a human.

Fis's eyes widened, "You damn beast! What did you do!"

With a hatred, Fis slapped and pulled off a large piece of muscle of the blade.

Blade chuckled, and he saw Fis' disappointed look.

The blade that has turned back into a human will naturally not be a werewolf, and the mortal enemy buff no longer exists. All Fis's plans have failed.

Fis, who was full of anger, glanced at the wound on the blade's body and squatted down.

"Be good, change back, I will give you some fun." Fiss' sharp nails slashed across the blade's face, "Otherwise, your injury will die soon."

"If you change back, you can fight again once. If you don't change, you will definitely die!"

Listening to Fis, the blade coughed twice, and the internal organ fragments were coughing out a little.

Fis is right. For a human, this kind of injury is no longer necessary to treat it, and it is a waste of medicine.

Fis and Blade looked at each other, a smile appeared on their faces.

It seems that the blade can only surrender this way, at most it is tougher and will not let Festri out of death, but in fact, he has other ways to go.

The blade raised his head and showed a big smile. The blood balance in his body was broken again, but this time, the werewolf blood was suppressed.

If you become a werewolf, you will be killed, if you remain unchanged, you will die, and you will become a vampire.

Blade Feng didn't expect that he would hate vampires, who had been hating him for a lifetime, and one day he would rely on this to save his life.

"What is your horse-drawn thing?"

Fis took two steps back, his eyes protruded, and he was frightened, really scared.

At the moment, the blade has changed from an adult werewolf to a human, and now it has become a viscount vampire. This is simply outrageous!

The seriously injured Viscount Vampire Blade trembled all over under Fis's anger. There was no way, this blood pressure naturally existed.

"You... don't care what I am..." The blade fights with teeth, and says word by word, "If you have the guts, kill me!"

Fis really wanted to start, but he couldn't. In this battle today, his forces were severely damaged. If he couldn't successfully advance, he would definitely be suppressed by other earls, and he might be worse than death.

"Okay! Very tough! I see how tough you are!"

Fis dragged the blade's feet and walked into the alley on one side. The sun was about to come out, and he didn't want the blade to be sunburned to death.

Dong, bang!

Soon after, Fis threw the blade into the cell and locked up. This was the place where he punished some disobedient vampires, which can be used to close the blade.

After doing all this, Fis turned around and left. It was not the time to deal with the blade. He had to quickly control the other vampires who knew everything.

Whether it is coercion or temptation, in short, the true information of the blade cannot be transmitted.
Chapter completed!