The blood clan has always shown himself as a mysterious, gloomy and powerful image.

In addition to the dragon clan, the blood clan can almost bring the greatest deterrent power to mankind.

But the dragon clan is too ethereal, and it is rare to see someone once in his life.

The blood clan is attached to human survival. Although there are nemesis like Pastor Light, they live a very good life with various special abilities, and the clan is still growing.

As hunters, they have always looked down on human perceptions.

After all, no creature can respect its own food.

Even the paladins and the clergyman of Light did not regard them as prey, but as extremely terrifying creatures, trying to destroy them.

That is a kind of importance, so even if there are natural enemies like paladins, they do not feel that their status is lower than that of humans.

But what happened to these golden sons in front of you?

Looking at their eyes, there is no fear, no fear, there is only one kind of seeing... I saw the best girl and the best blood-like eyes with them.

That is the gaze that only looks at food.

After understanding this, Bruce became angry.

"Everyone increases the output of demon power and kills them all. I don't believe they can be resurrected infinitely!"

The other vampires, like Bruce, understood it.

Therefore, an offensive feeling appears in their minds, and what follows is unreasonable anger.

The blood clans who are used to looking at humans with high esteem have been inspired for the first time.

They poured out all their magic power, and the vampires who had exhausted their magic power even drew out their long swords and rushed towards the golden sons on the ground.

Bruce also increased the output of magic power, and the black tornado not only became larger, but also moved faster.

More and more players are involved and then cut into pieces of minced meat and thrown out.

At some point, the ground was covered with plasma.

But the plasma was quickly burned by a large amount of magic flames and turned into black mud. As long as a vampire came down from the air, the melee players who had been waiting for a long time rushed up like wild wolves. Even if they were hit by magic, even if they were hit by swords, they would hold the vampire tightly and press the other party to the ground.

Then he shouted, "I've entangled him, who will burn him?"

Then when magic flames burned over, the melee players rolled aside and rolled around, and immediately a player would come to help him put out the fire.

And the fired vampire will be surrounded by more magical flames.

Bone meal will be burned in just a few minutes, and then a group of people rushed over to "suck" the bone meal.

Bruce saw with his own eyes that a son of the Golden Son of Melee was broken by magic. He also used his hands to scramble to crawl hard. His intestines and internal organs were dragged on the ground and looked disgusting. He crawled with angrily, "For the sake of the disabled, leave some for me. I have no legs left. Even if I don't have any credit, I will have hard work."

Then the son of gold crawled to the next side of the blood clan that happened to be burned into bone meal, successfully sucked a handful of bone meal, then laughed three times, then twisted his head and hung up.

Bruce felt more angry when he saw this scene, but he felt more chill.

He increased the output of magic power again, and the black tornado increased a lot more in size. Then with his left hand, another black tornado appeared.

Now the death rate of players has soared, and even many vampires have been affected.

Outside the dark sky, Roland saw many players resurrected from simple sacrifices.

Then another player with the commander-like appearance yelled: "The second stage of boss skill has been activated, and the progress is probably halfway through. Come on, everyone."

The players cheered again and rushed into the dark sky with excitement.

And outside the mountain, more players rushed over.

"It's over, I can't eat meat anymore, so drink some soup."

A team of players whine and ran past Roland and Jelia.

"I really can't go down and see?" Jeriya asked.

"No need." Roland shook his head: "If it is a legend level, no matter how many people fill it in, it will be useless, but this is just a master vampire. There is no legend. It is estimated that they will run away in half an hour."

"So, the group of people on the top of the mountain is waiting for the blood clan to escape?" Jeriya pointed to the groups of players standing on the peaks around the basin.

“It should be.”

At this time, almost all the ring-shaped hills around the basin were full of people.

Most of them came very late, so they did not go in and join in the fun, but stayed on the hill.

After the vampire's bat becomes, the flight speed is very fast, but the flight altitude is not good.

If they want to escape here, they must fly over the mountain peaks. At that time, the relative height will definitely be only a dozen meters, or only a few meters.

Players' archers and thieves casting nets can even close their eyes.

This is called waiting for the rabbit.

In the dark sky, two black tornadoes of Bruce killed countless players.

This group attack magic has a lot of lethality and great power.

Even a well-trained army should collapse at this time.

But the Son of Gold rushed in from outside the dark sky.

Moreover, they seem to have become accustomed to the fighting rhythm and the counterattack is getting higher and higher.

More and more blood clans were pulled to the ground by them and burned into bone meal.

Bruce finally discovered that he had made a fatal mistake.

What are you doing to vomit with a bunch of unkilled monsters?

Now less than half of his tribe members are dead.

All burned into ashes.

His red eyes shone again, and two tornadoes rotated at extremely fast speed, rolling large numbers of players away.

He opened his mouth, revealing his long fangs, making a sharp whistle.

The sound was harsh, but it spread throughout the battlefield.

Many vampires were stunned and immediately turned into bats and flew upwards.

"They are going to run away!" Some player shouted: "How can this be done? It's all gold coins, who will stop them."

At least thirty fishing nets were thrown up, and countless arrows and magic missiles were also thrown up.

Unfortunately, only three vampires were unlucky and were caught by the net. Other arrows and magic missiles only killed a few small bats.

Bruce glanced at the valley that was almost filled with flesh and blood of the Son of Gold, his eyes were filled with pain.

This is their home, the home they have lived in for hundreds of years, but I didn’t expect that today, they were forced to leave their home by a group of monsters!

"I'll be back soon."

Bruce looked at the castle below with nostalgia, and he turned into countless large bats and flew towards the sky.

"The boss is going to run away, too?"

A group of players below looked at each other.

Although I was mentally prepared and this game was completely different from the ones I had played before, seeing the boss escape still made them feel a little difficult to accept.

50 points!

But when Bruce was halfway through, he suddenly realized something was wrong.

Bat rain fell in the sky. The tribesmen who had flew away before fell with arrows on their bodies, or they were thrown down by fishing nets.

What happened?

Bruce rushed out of the dark sky himself, and then saw a circle of gold sons standing on the crater.

when!

Bruce suddenly remembered what Wenger said: At least one thousand gold sons will come.

There are more than a thousand here!
Chapter completed!