The Villain Only Wants to Live a Buddhist Life2

For this reason, he cheered up and said coldly to the vampire count: "Bloom, flower of blood!"

"Feel death!"

The Vampire Count roared in response.

He suddenly stretched out his right arm, and pinched his pale five fingers with sharp nails.

"boom!"

A blood beast approaching the Basdi beast, which was about to turn into blood, suddenly exploded!

The petals of blood exploded from the inside out, flirtatious and dazzling.

then……

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

Countless blood beasts rushing towards the Basdi beast exploded one after another.

The entire passage is like a flowerbed where blood flowers bloom, and the bloody smell fills the space.

The Basdi beast walking in the blood tide was actually submerged in the gorgeous blood-colored petals.

"Seven-star magic wizard, dare to compete with eight-star?"

Vlad's voice rose again.

The vampire earl responded to his wishes, constantly summoning blood beasts from the sea of ​​blood above his head and under his feet to charge and blew himself up, making the flower of blood bloom more violently!

In the blink of an eye.

The field of vision has been completely submerged in blood.

From Duck's perspective, he couldn't even see the shadow of Basdimon.

But he wasn't worried at all.

The "Fusion" card carrying the "Basdi Beast" in his hand still exudes a faint golden halo, which is extremely stable.

Although the mana of Basdi Beast was lost in the explosion, it was full of blood after a short while.

Vlad's arrogance was based on ignorance.

The star rating is equivalent to the level, but the personality of the magic wizard is determined by itself.

Basdimon is a magic elf with "divine nature". Although it is not a real "god card", it can already be distinguished from the magic elves "under the gods".

If it is put into the group of vampires, it is equivalent to the existence of "True Ancestor".

If the vampire earl abandons the power of the sea of ​​blood and fights the enemy purely with minions, it may be even more threatening to Basty!

There is a gap in the knowledge reserves of the two sides, and what they see is naturally different.

But when the truth is revealed.

Even the most stupid person can see a thing or two.

The entire explosion lasted for an extremely long time, and the blood sea of ​​the vampire count was about to dry up before it stopped under Vlad's order.

However, as the blood spattered down, the graceful and charming body of Basdi was displayed in front of everyone.

It looked at Vlad, who was terrified by this, with a playful look, and flicked his fingertips, a dark red stream of blood emerged from its fingertips, and it was more than ten meters long in the wind, turning into a horror as thick as a bucket. Blood Dragon!

The blood of the blood dragon all comes from the blood beast!

After absorbing the power of the vampire count, the Basty beast transformed into this blood dragon with blood as its body and the power of darkness as its core!

The newly born blood dragon immediately let out a silent but terrifying roar at Vlad!

Vlad's condescending gaze suddenly turned serious and introverted, his face turned cold, and he suddenly shouted: "Count Vampire!"

Hearing the words, the vampire count's originally haughty and indifferent face suddenly became furious, and his whole body was filled with endless blood!

The sea of ​​blood under its feet and above its head actually flowed into its raised right hand under its control.

An extremely long blood-red sickle was thus forged!

"Death Harvest!"

The Vampire Count growled.

He held up the blood scythe and rushed towards the Basdi beast!

In the end, it turned into hand-to-hand combat.

Basdimon pursed its lips and smiled, raised its right hand like a leopard's paw, pierced its blood-stained index finger into the veil, licked it lightly with its tongue, and there was charm in its eyes.

The blood dragon coiled above her head bent down and rushed towards the vampire count!

The vampire count held up the blood scythe, and slashed at the dragon's head without fear.

The blood dragon opened its bloody mouth violently, and bit the bloody sickle with one bite!

"boom!"

Sickle entrance.

The dragon teeth bite fiercely!

The blood sickle tried to split the blood dragon, but the blood dragon bit the blade of the sickle.

But after a moment of stalemate.

The Vampire Earl, who suddenly exerted strength, broke through the restraint of the dragon's teeth, and "hissed" with his knife, chopping off the dragon's blood from the corner of his mouth to his jaw!

"Roar!"

The Vampire Earl, who had finally achieved some results, let out a roar that seemed to be venting.

Vlad also laughed and said: "It's just a shape!"

at the same time.

The vampire count has broken the blood dragon into more than a dozen pieces!

However, Vlad was right in one thing, the blood dragon was indeed in shape.

Basdi beast hooked it, and the blood dragon that had been cut into more than a dozen sections grew its head and tail respectively, and turned into a dozen smaller blood dragons, and then bit the vampire earl's body from multiple directions!

While the dozen or so blood dragons were biting, they also turned their bodies into shackles, entwining the vampire earl tightly.

One even climbed up to its right arm, which was holding a scythe, and pulled it off, binding it tightly.

The more than a dozen blood dragons exerted more force, and the scream of the vampire earl rang out.

"Meow--"

It was only then that Basty Beast smiled and walked in front of the vampire count, then tiptoed a little bit, raised its head slightly, and faced the vampire count's eyes with its glamorous face.

Then she raised her hand and pierced the vampire count's forehead with her sharp nails.

The pale and stiff skin was pierced between the fingertips, and a drop of blood spilled out.

As soon as the drop of blood overflowed, Basdimon sucked it into its fingertips.

It smiles sweetly and is full of coquettishness.

With another effort from the fingertips, it pierced the vampire count's forehead.

The vampire's blood immediately rolled out!

……

Vlad probably didn't expect that the eight-star magic elf he had refined at a great price—"Vampire Earl" would lose to a seven-star magic elf.

When the blood in the vampire count's body was sucked clean by the Basty beast, and it gradually became skinny, Vlad realized that he was doomed.

He's more or less the flexible type.

Be cowardly when it's time to be cowardly.

When it's time to rush, rush.

At this moment, he made a decisive decision, and without even caring about adjusting his expression, let go of his harsh words, and fled back suddenly.

The "light cavalry" who blocked the other side just now stopped at the wall because of Dak's arrival, leaving him a way to escape.

In the process of escaping, Vlad did not forget to light up the last magic card.

He threw the bloody magic card back violently, and a huge number of bats flew out of the card, and then rushed towards Basty Beast and Darius like a swarm of bees. gram!

They look like real bats.

But really just hordes of phantoms.

Densely covered the entire passage.

Duck's eyes suddenly lost Vlad's figure.

But he immediately shouted, "Busty Beast, grab him!"

"Meow!"

With a meow, Basty threw the drained vampire count casually, and with a sudden force on his feet, he jumped up the wall, and then used one of his strengths to pounce, closing the distance between himself and the vampire Vlad. Pulled very close!

Vlad could feel the approach of the magic elf without turning his head.

He looked flustered, but his eyes gleamed fiercely.

With Robert's body, he couldn't exercise strength at all.

Once caught, one can almost imagine the tragic end of being killed.

But what is more terrifying is far from death.

When Vlad was parasitic in Robert's body, he already had a basic understanding of the intelligence of this era.

He is very clear that he is very likely to be the "last vampire"!

And in St. Marian College, there are indeed a few professors with "research addiction".

If it fell into the hands of those professors, it would be difficult to die.

As a demon, vampires are like fish on the chopping board in the eyes of some humans, and there will be no psychological burden on anatomical research.

So he must not be caught!

Even dead.