Yodel instinctively felt something was wrong.

Because after a short period of confrontation and testing, the white-haired but fierce vampire, together with his two juniors, suddenly became passive!

They no longer attack, rush, and flash wildly and dangerously, and they no longer control the blood slaves with undetectable sounds.

Until Gilbert's voice sounded anxiously:

"Yodele!"

Although he was usually not in tune with each other, Yoder immediately understood what he meant!

The mysterious guard wearing a mask raised his head and saw Thales pushing open the door from the balcony to the interior and disappearing into the darkness of the house.

Thales, why?

As the mechanical gear behind Li Jing's lens started to rotate, Yoder's field of vision quickly zoomed towards the third floor. However, the room was so dark that he could not see what was going on inside.

Yoder's heart became restless.

His figure disappeared instantly.

In an unknown gray world, a gray moon gradually emerged, and then a gray iron gate appeared out of thin air, followed by a gray garden connected to it, gray exterior walls, gray windows, gray big houses, etc.

wait.

Not long after, a gray-white vine manor, which was exactly the same as the real vine manor except for its weird color, appeared out of thin air in this world.

I don’t know how long it took, as if the sky was pulled, a point in the void, like the water surface touched by a dragonfly, suddenly appeared layers of visible ripples, spreading outward!

Finally, a normal-colored Yodel appeared gently from the center of the ripples in the void in the gray-white world, stepping on the same gray-white vine manor.

Walking along a gray-white dead road that was almost exactly the same in shape and structure as the real world, but without any human life, the masked guard skillfully jumped up from window to window in the world of shadows, climbing quickly towards the third floor of the Manor.

He wants to rush from the world of shadows to the room on the third floor!

However, just a few meters before stepping onto the stone handrail of the third-floor balcony, Yoder suddenly paused.

Because Yodel clearly felt that at the previous moment, this gray shadow path seemed to have been hit hard with a heavy hammer from every corner!

Resonance.

These two words popped up in Yoder's mind.

It's such a familiar feeling.

He frowned slightly, then gave up and continued climbing.

The next moment, Yoder's left foot kicked off the gray outer wall of the gray house like a thunderbolt, rising into the air like a flying swallow, and tumbling toward the back!

Within a few meters of the gray-white balcony, where Yoder had just stepped, a ripple of space appeared strangely, spreading shockingly, and causing all the outer walls of the surrounding gray-white houses to collapse!

This ripple showed a thrilling blood red color.

This blood red instantly spread across the entire gray shadow path!

Yodel, who was rolling in the air, let out an unknown sigh, and transparent space ripples appeared all over his body.

This Yodel space ripple offset the incoming bloody ripples.

Within a few seconds, his body disappeared into the void.

And in the real world.

Under the observation deck on the third floor of Mancao Manor, a blood mist enveloped a large space in the air. It shrank and shrank, as if it was vibrating regularly!

Yodel suddenly appeared in this strange vibration!

Yoder appeared, rolling around, looking at the blood mist surrounding him, and frowning in mid-air - it had been twelve years, and once again, he was artificially forced out of the path of shadows.

Used in the same way as before.

What awaited him was a well-prepared ambush.

The blood mist stopped vibrating, and a suffocating breath swept in countless blood droplets quickly.

The blood mist condensed an old bloody right hand in the air, and struck out a seemingly light palm towards Yoder who had no way to borrow strength in mid-air.

Go straight to the chest and abdomen.

But before that palm came close, Yoder's chest and abdomen clothes made an ominous "sizzling" sound and were shattered one by one in the air!

If you observe carefully, you will find that the blood-colored palm is surrounded by fine blood mist, corroding all obstacles encountered!

Such as Yodel's heart.

And he was stagnant in mid-air, unable to dodge.

Shadow Path can no longer grant him protection.

In mid-air, Yoder, who was about to face disaster, could only calmly retract his chest and abdomen, roll his body into a strange shape, and shorten the time for him to meet the palm head-on.

More than a second.

A lot of things happen in this little more than a second!

A dark-colored dagger instantly appeared in Yoder's right hand.

In the blink of an eye, the sword in Yoder's hand flashed and struck three times in a row!

Among the three swords, not one hit the dangerous bloody palm.

But behind Yodel's crystal lenses, the gears rotated rapidly, and the fine blood mist all over the sky appeared in his eyes as if there was nowhere to hide: he saw this terrifying blood mist, swung by Yodel's dagger,

It shook out three ripples invisible to ordinary people!

The bloody palm struck without any hindrance, with only one second left.

The gears behind Yoder's lens instantly changed direction. The color of Li Jing's lens changed, and his field of vision also changed: three ripples shook the surrounding blood, and behind the bloody palm, a special drop of blood appeared.

It turned irregularly during the vibration.

The next moment, Yoder's dagger drew an afterimage at an incredible speed, stabbing at the irregular drop of blood.

"Chi!"

The tip of the sword touched the palm made of blood mist gently, and then he quickly retracted it. Not a trace of strength was wasted, but there was no stingy energy at all.

In the palm composed of blood mist, a drop of blood, neither big nor small, shattered.

Then, the originally menacing bloody palm would be printed on Yoder's chest within a few tenths of a second, and instantly disintegrate into nothingness!

Yodel landed lightly. On his left chest and abdomen, a piece of clothing that was severely corroded and damaged by the blood mist turned into fly ash, revealing a hidden muscle. The surface skin had long been corroded and blood was flowing out.

The blood mist that filled the sky gathered backwards along with the disintegrated bloody palms, and reassembled the lifeless figure of Chris Corleone in front of Yoder, but failed to condense his right palm.

Yoder didn't even look at the wound between his chest and abdomen, and allowed the blood on it to wet the hem of his robe until his muscles automatically contracted to stop the corroded wound from continuing to bleed.

Chris frowned, flicked his right arm, and a new red palm bone grew from his lost right wrist. Mixed with blood mist, the muscles and skin re-condensed at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Yoder's chest and abdominal wounds seemed much more serious, but Chris's right hand regrown and remained unscathed.

But there was a haze in Chris's heart: he knew that in the dangerous battle of life and death between the extreme masters just now, the proud immortal species had lost to the short-lived species behind the mask.

At first, Yoder fell into his unique shadow path and disappeared from this world, but continued to move forward on the other side of the world.

But then, Chris used the omnipresent blood mist to form tens of thousands of blood droplets. With a sudden explosion, neat and powerful resonance, the clever mask guard was shaken out of his exclusive shadow.

Yodel, whose path was suddenly cut off, fell into Chris's trap in mid-air. The blood mist filled with weak corrosive power, attracted by the source blood, condensed into a palm with a higher concentration and attacked Yoder.

With no way to borrow strength, no way to dodge, no way to step into the shadows, Yoder was at an absolute disadvantage.

But in just an instant, Yoder used a sharp turn of his body to gain more than a second.

In just over a second, Yoder confirmed the location of the source of blood in millions of small blood drops, destroyed it, and shattered Chris' right hand.

The victory or defeat of the extreme masters is determined by this.

Yoder only lost a palm-sized piece of skin and some of the outer walls of his veins.

Chris, on the other hand, lost a drop of the essence that represented the vigorous life of the vampire clan under Yodel's sword. It took more than a hundred years to condense a drop of source blood.

Chris sighed, what a brilliant young man, a terrible latecomer.

"What a beautiful skill, and amazing intuition - I compared 'Wrath of the Kingdom' to you before, it seems to be my ignorance."

While Chris was speaking, his figure flashed again to avoid Yoder's ghostly sword.

"Even the 'Wrath of the Kingdom' can't do better than you."

Yoder ignored him, just stamped on the ground and rushed towards a window on the second floor.

But Chris stood in front of him again.

"But you are helpless." Chris swayed, avoiding Yoder's attack and dragging him to the third floor.

The old man of the long-lived species kept talking, but he was full of the chilling insights of the long-lived people: "Based on that boy's age, he is probably the smartest and calmest short-lived species I have ever seen in my more than six hundred years of life.

"

Chris, who had lost a drop of his source blood, no longer expected to kill or even defeat this opponent - the extreme masters were all powerful, lofty and dangerous people who could send and receive freely. In just a few moves, they could control the situation of the battle.

Go to the heart of understanding.

But he couldn't let the other party disturb His Highness's eating - especially the short-lived cub, which might be the key to His Highness's recovery.
To be continued...