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Six hundred and eighty. The real power of blood! !

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Wu Yizhuang...

Do you really understand the curse of the vampire? ?

After Dracula died, how much resentment did he have towards this unfair world? ?

This resentment does not only come from this world, not only from the gods all over the sky, not only from his lost lover.

More of a curse on his immortal body.

Immortality may seem like a delicious cake, but it is a truly evil curse.

In the long years, you watched the world change day by day, watched the mountains and rivers turn and the stars moved, watched the friends around you leave one by one, and watched your lover grow old and die.

You are in pain, you are sad, you are desolate, you are sad... All emotions cannot be forgotten, and all pain cannot be dissipated.

Year, year, year after year.

A hundred years, a thousand years, until eternity.

You live forever, cursed forever, lonely forever.

This is the real curse, this is the real pain, the long river of time can completely distort or completely submerge a person's character and soul, and in the end you are not even yourself anymore, you can never find your original self again , You can no longer find the goal of living, and finally become a walking dead, a lonely ghost with a hollow soul.

This is the curse of the vampire.

How many distorted souls exist in the blood source? ?

In the blood source, there are many creatures that have been wiped out by time.

The greatest hope of every blood race to survive to the end, without exception, is the desire to leave this world peacefully like ordinary people, but they do not have the rights that all people have.

In the end, their empty souls could only be swallowed by the blood source, flooded by the blood source, and they didn't even have the slightest thought of rebelling when they were swallowed.

This is the story of Bloodborne.

This is the horror of blood.

That's why Dracula was able to hand over the blood source to others so easily. Maybe he was already tired of his own power and just wanted to die.

At this point, you should understand.

The power of Dracula's blood and tears, the curse of blood and tears, not just hatred for this world! !

Also, the endless curse on Bloodborne! ! !

Yang Qun closed his eyes and said softly: "Go!!"

The huge black crow's wings behind Yang Qun melted, and in an instant, the wings shattered into black feathers all over the sky.

The black feathers fluttered and flew towards the wriggling blood river in the sky. In the black feathers, Yang Qun could see hatred, curses, and evil, but more... helplessness.

It is the deep helplessness of immortality towards this indifferent world.

When the wind is surging, when the black feathers are scattered all over the world, the endless souls, hungry ghosts, and demons in the sea of ​​blood also crawl out from the depths of hell. They are eager, eager for revenge, eager to tear the enemy's body, eager to die. Wanting to fight, yearning for...death! !

"Ahhhhhhh, what is this!! What is this!!!" Wu Yizhuang screamed, and when the black feather floated into the dirty blood river full of evil eyeballs, it mutated and regenerated.

"Gulu, Gulu, Gulu!!" The flowing river of blood surged, twisted, and struggled, like a huge beast that had eaten its stomach.

At this time, the blood river is no longer Wu Yizhuang, but the blood source, but the endless evil in the blood source! ! !

"Countless blood race souls in the blood source, wake up, wake up your empty souls!!!"

"It's time to be liberated!!"

"It's time to leave the blood source!!"

"I know your curse, your loneliness, and your helplessness."

"Come on, destroy the blood source!! Destroy that Heaven Slayer Demon God!!!"

Yang Qun's words floated in the entire space, and the squirming blood suddenly stopped, as if a piece of flesh and blood had been frozen.

Immediately afterwards, the countless evil eyes covering the entire river began to shatter and explode! ! !

"Puff puff……"

"Puff puff……"

Empty souls, helpless souls full of curses rose from the eyes one by one. These evil eyes turned out to be countless souls imprisoned in the blood source, countless blood souls! !

A magical incantation echoed in the sky.

"The bird of Hermes is my name, eat my wings to control my heart."

"The bird of Hermes is my name, eat my wings to control my heart."

"The bird of Hermes is my name, eat my wings to control my heart."

Just like the spell Yang Qun chanted, souls burst out of their eyes one by one, and each sentence of the spell reverberated throughout the world. Hundreds of thousands of eyes on the blood river burst and exploded, and all the souls of the blood race They all rose from the blood source, chanting this incomparably sacred blood mantra.

Then, all the souls turned into crows.

A black crow representing death.

The entire world was covered by these crows. They were circling and flying in the sky, and all kinds of cursed and death breaths emanated from them.

This is the real soul of the blood race.

"what have you done?"

"My strength, my strength, are all gone, how could this happen, how could this happen!!"

"I have the blood source, I am the king of the blood clan, you can't, you can't!!"

"Ah ah ah ah ah!!"

Wu Yizhuang's voice came from the filthy river of blood. He felt that the power of the blood race and the soul of the blood race that had accumulated in the blood source for countless years were out of his control. Get out of trouble.

The blood source tightly sucked his soul and life, making it impossible for him to leave the blood source.

Gradually, only his own strength remained in the blood source, and only Wu Yizhuang's own soul remained in the blood source.

"Break it, blood source!!!"

With a wave of Yang Qun's hand, countless black crows all over the sky began to rush towards Yang Qun's body.

"Clah la la la la..."

Every crow became a feather, and every crow formed part of Yang Qun's wings.

Soon, a pair of even bigger black wings appeared behind Yang Qun.

That is the crow's wing that represents death.

That was Deathwing, which gathered the soul power of countless blood races.

The real power, the real magic pattern, the real death mark appeared.

Gray marks began to appear on Yang Qun's body. These gray magic lines became more clear. They covered Yang Qun's entire body like blood vessels. Deathwing behind him was also exuding the ultimate strongest power. .

This is the real power of blood, the power of Dracula.

Vaguely, Yang Qun seemed to hear Dracula's voice.

Vaguely, Yang Qun seemed to hear the voices of countless vampires and hungry ghosts.

What those voices said was...

"Thanks……"

"Thanks……"

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