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Chapter 20 The True Type of the Blood Race (2)(2/3)

"But fortunately, Broken Dragon Fortress is not far from here."

"Our carriage was frightened by the explosion just now and got separated," Putilai raised his head and looked at the three private soldiers with firm eyes:

"The three of you, go in three different directions and follow the ruts to find each carriage. Don't hesitate after you find it. If there is a messenger crow, release the messenger crow first to Broken Dragon Fortress and use the most urgent seventh-level emergency report.

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"Then take off the horse's reins and gallop to the fortress as fast as possible to ask for help!"

"For the safety of the prince, the mission comes first. If you encounter a vampire, avoid it if you can!"

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"Are you finally ready to show your trump card?"

Ada smiled nonchalantly and shook her pointed ears.

Simon on the other side gritted his teeth and took off his fancy coat.

"Underestimating your opponent is the first step to death," he said coldly: "What's more, we are facing an immortal like you."

"Look at your skin color," Simon's face suddenly showed the shape of blood vessels, "are you a holy elf, or a white elf? Or a high elf from the Eastern Continent?"

The blood vessels on his face are getting denser, redder and darker.

Immediately afterwards, Simon's whole body began to swell, deform, and become taller by seven or eight inches.

The fair skin peeled off and turned into gray, revealing hard and gray-black cuticles.

Simon roared in pain, as if he was undergoing torture.

Bone spurs sprouted from his shoulders, and dark gray bone wings pierced his back, extending into a pair of giant wings.

His hair became thicker, stiffer and whiter.

Compared to Hestad and Chris, Simon's face did not become too hideous and terrifying, but instead left a strange beauty behind a pair of bat ears.

Simon, who transformed into his "true form", coldly spread his wings and claws, and looked at Ada with his gray-white eyes.

"The short-term true form state activated by the source blood can greatly improve the physical quality of the vampire, including endurance, recovery, regeneration, agility, senses, strength, and even the instinctive understanding of combat, as well as the unique abilities of each vampire.

Ability." Ada sighed:

"I just didn't expect that it could actually make you handsome."

"It shows how ugly you were before."

Ada just finished speaking.

The true Simon's wings trembled.

He instantly appeared in front of the elf at a speed that surpassed almost all sensory perception.

"boom!"

First there was a tearing sound that almost burst the eardrums!

"clang!"

A huge sharp sound came out of thin air!

The thick and powerful dark gray claws tore violent sparks on Ada's blade.

Ada's figure was knocked away by his claw!

The huge roar of wind caused by Simon's extremely rapid displacement made it a long time coming.

The elf landed on the snow more than ten meters away and rolled several times before hitting a tree and stopping.

"Nonsense can't make you stronger." True Simon said in a thicker and hoarse voice, looking coldly at the elf on the ground who didn't know whether he was alive or dead.

The next moment, Simon once again stepped on the extremely fast steps that caused a sonic boom, and suddenly rushed over Ada.

He swung his claw down and pierced Ada's body!

"Speed, speed, and speed," the real Saimen said expressionlessly: "This is all I have and my only ability."

Before Isteron Corleone ascended to the extreme state and transformed into his true form, no one in the entire Kingdom of Night could match his speed beyond sound.

Not even the former His Majesty Ramli.

But Simon's expression immediately changed, and he raised his huge claws with an ugly expression, lifting Ada's cloak and a branch inside.

He realized something, and instantly spun around, bursting out at extremely fast speeds, causing a huge sound of wind!

But the moment he turned around, a delicate elf scimitar pierced his left chest.

It looked as if Simon himself had put his chest in front of the blade.

Simon looked in disbelief at the scimitar on his chest that pierced his heart, and in front of him, the pretty and petite elf with a lot of skin exposed and only wearing exquisite crystal armor.

"I don't understand." The true Simon sighed.

"There is only one thing that can beat speed."

Ada coldly drew out her scimitar and turned around handsomely:

"That's impeccable prediction."

Simon fell to his knees.

"No," Simon's body returned to normal and his face turned gloomy: "It's impossible."

"There is no perfect prediction in the world."

Simon stared at her.

Ada also looked back at him for a long time.

Finally, while looking at each other, the elf sighed and was defeated.

"It's hard to be cool for once."

"Don't expose me so quickly."

"Yes, I won't predict at all."

"Including the previous dodge, it's not how agile I am..."

Ada pouted and said dissatisfiedly:

"It's about 100% confirmation of your next action."

Simon was shocked.

Next action...

One hundred percent...

How did you do it?

But he could only open his mouth and then fell to the ground helplessly.

Ada pulled up her cloak, and suddenly her expression changed drastically. She slapped her head, as if she remembered something.

She looked sad, frowned, and murmured: "Am I still going to...protect that boy?"

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Patricide?

Thales' mind was empty and he looked at Serena.

The time traveler recalled what she said when they first met:

[My sister who loves to cry, illegally seized the ship's profit that I inherited from my father, His Majesty Nightwing, and stole the Blood Sea Throne...]

No.

So to say.

"Can someone explain to me the cause and effect?" Thales sighed and looked at the pair of vampire sisters in front of him.

"I knew it," he said bitterly, "Her Majesty the Queen of a country will not risk her own life to pursue a few political refugees for no reason."

More importantly, the so-called allies...

"Here," Serena smiled slightly, interrupted his thoughts, and waved her hand towards Laurana.

Laurana casually tossed Thales onto the black coffin.

Thales fell headfirst down in pain, hitting the stone coffin.

"It's not just that, dear Thales." Serena said softly.

In front of her, the Queen of Night, Katerina's expression suddenly changed!

Just listen to Serena smiling and saying every word:

"The reason why she came here personally is for this coffin."

"This is the only weapon that can deal with magicians."

Thales was shocked!
To be continued...
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