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The wine is good, but the blood of this lowly Ursus stinks a bit, which is a bit wasteful.

Ignoring the angry gaze of the manor owner behind him with his lifeless eyes, the corpse swelled and burst, and the blood that had already turned black gathered together in the air, and finally gave birth to several monsters with tentacles and wings.

The Touch of the Grand Lord is a monster born from the Blood Court Lord's Source Stone technique of manipulating the blood of living creatures. After Dukare accepted the power of the Blood Demon's history, the small monster that was originally only able to cause some harassment on the battlefield has now become more powerful.

"I don't want to just watch her sit there foolishly. I'm going to chase her down and keep my distance, just like before, giving her the confidence to escape without being able to shake you off.

"Hmph, I can't wait any longer... The blood of these inferior races can no longer satisfy me. Demon King, Demon King, even if you are a demon king of a different race, your blood must be exceptionally mellow and delicious, right?"

Just like my indecisive brother.

Recalling the events of hundreds of years ago, Dukare showed an expression of nostalgia on his face, but it quickly disappeared, leaving only a standard aristocratic smile.

There is no need to recall the stinky past, as a brighter future is waiting for you.

He played with the ferocious scarlet watch head in his hands, and a hint of anticipation flashed in his eyes of the same color.

Although it is unknown where Tracys' power comes from, and about that strange Draco, it doesn't matter. At least now what Tracys does does not deviate from what he wants. The Sarkaz must make their voice heard on this land with war, artillery fire and blood.

How can those lowly creatures have the right to share the same land with the Sarkaz?

No, maybe... there is also an ocean?

He poured the blood-stained red wine onto the ground and filled a new glass.

"Well, it's okay this time."

Sewer system.

Putting away the map in his hand, Ermengarde took some effort to move the coffin to his own small square, and then let it slowly float up in it, carrying himself and others.

"We have to act quickly. No one knows when that guy will catch up, but..."

However, in the past half month, I have been really lucky. Every time I was about to be caught up by that guy, various situations would happen to allow me to escape.

Although it was a bit too coincidental, such a serious situation did not allow Ermengarde to use his clever little head to think too much. At this time, he should be grateful that he had never done bad things in the past to be able to escape and survive. As for whether there would be any traps or the other party might just be chasing him with the mentality of playing with prey, it was no longer within Ermengarde's consideration.

The most important thing now is to get rid of the pursuit as soon as possible, and then eliminate the annoying decay and corrosion on his chest, otherwise he will probably have a hard time in this life.

Thinking of this, a ray of light flashed in Ermengarde's eyes, and the witchcraft belonging to the lich began to erode the corrupt power entangled in the thread of life.

The severe pain invaded her nerves, but this was not the first time she had done this in the past half month. It was just pain and she could bear it a long time ago.

The power of corruption has become much smaller than when I just escaped from Leithania. If I continue like this, I believe I can completely eliminate this power within a week.

Now, compared to before, he can use some witchcraft to fight or escape. Although he still cannot escape into the subspace, he is much stronger than before. However, as he recovers, the old bat seems to be slowly increasing his pursuit.

Alas, I don’t know when it will end. Maybe I just need to go to Lungmen and find Rhodes Island?

Although he knew that he couldn't hold on to too much hope, after all, the fear of Rhodes Island and Kamen Rider Zi-O was only what Lord Blood Demon said himself. What if the other party just wanted to trick him into playing some perverted hunting game?

The blood demon's reputation as a horrible and perverted being was not made up by other races!

Rustling.

Ermengarde was suddenly startled.

what sound?

A shrew? Or something? An Originium worm? Or perhaps a sewer claw beast?

All kinds of speculations took root in Ermengarde's mind, but no matter what that thing was, it would not be a wrong choice for him to leave here immediately!

run!

Half a month of escaping death has made Ermengarde develop the habit of running away. Before she knew it, she ran away. As long as there is life, there is hope.

Although she was born and raised in Leithania, Ermengarde agreed with Dayan's old saying, especially after more than half a month of escape, she understood the essence of this sentence even more.

As long as you are still alive, you don’t have to worry about not being able to accomplish things.

The rustling sound behind him was getting closer and closer. This was definitely not a shrew or a pincer beast. Unless it was domesticated or farmed, those little guys would not have time to hide when they saw humans, so how could they get so close to him so madly?

Ermengarde kept increasing the speed of the small cube, but as she sped up, the rustling sound behind her became more frequent and faster.

Damn it! **Lethania swears** The Bloodlord is still chasing me!

Even a lich who usually maintains an elegant demeanor can't help but swear when faced with such a situation.

As they passed by a place, the sunlight coming through the water pipe outlet allowed Ermengarde to see clearly what was following him.

The wriggling blood-red tentacles make one's scalp tingle at the mere sight of them, and the twisted body gives one goose bumps all over.

They were crawling on the ground and walls, and some even had wings and were flying in the air. These things were the creations of the Blood Demon Lord's Originium skills. During the past half month, Ermengarde had been chased by these little guys many times.

It can be said that they are all old friends.

But if she had a choice, she didn't want such an old friend.

The deep purple witchcraft condensed into a ball, and simple light bullet attacks covered her like rain behind her. The pain in her chest interfered with her thinking, but it did not prevent the lich from casting spells.

If you ask which of the ten Sarkaz courts is the most powerful and elegant warlock, they will answer that it is the lich or the extinct Balrog.

But if you ask which branch of warlock is the most knowledgeable, no one dares to compete with the lich for this position.

Being knowledgeable means having many means. Even in the current predicament, Ermengarde can still find the witchcraft she can use to deal with the enemies in front of her.

The high-temperature magic bullets bombarded the Great Lord's Touch. The weak individuals were directly evaporated by the magic bullets, and even the strong ones had parts of their bodies blown away by the magic bullets.

However, Ermengarde did not become complacent because of this. Having dealt with these things for a long time and read her teacher's collection of books, she naturally understood that the strength of these little monsters was never their individual strength, but their number!

Sure enough, after the small group in front was blasted to pieces by Ermengarde, the rustling sound behind did not stop, but became louder and more frequent, and finally washed over Ermengarde's hearing like waves!

This was not just a description in words. The moment Ermengarde looked back, she saw that the Grand Lord's Touch was really wandering in the sewer pipes here like waves!

That quantity!

"**Leitania swears** Lord Blood Demon is truly a deranged lunatic!!"

What the teacher said is absolutely right! There is no normal person among the blood demons!

Warfarin & Klothir: Don't cue.

This is Ursus! Isn't he afraid of attracting the attention of the internal security guards by messing around like this?

If they are discovered messing around in Ursus, even if they now have the power to transform into powerful monsters, can they withstand the steel torrent of hundreds of high-speed warships of the Ursus Empire?

Ermengarde had no idea why the Blood Demon Lord had the confidence to launch such a terrifying wave of blood descendants in Ursus.

But the most urgent thing now is... to escape!!

Ermengarde increased her speed to the extreme. Even though she felt waves of pain on the life-knot thread in her chest, she still transferred her countless energies to the small cube under her seat without hesitation, allowing it to quickly distance itself from the deep blood frenzy.

As she ran forward at full speed, she noticed a light coming from above.

Yes, fly out! Leave the sewer and go into the city!

Ermengarde is gambling.

She didn't believe that the Blood Demon Lord could really stir up a blood frenzy in the city of Ursus without any scruples.

Even if that madman was an extreme racist, even if he looked down on any race except the Sarkaz, but facing the huge military empire that now dominated the northern territory of the Terra continent, she did not believe that the Blood Demon Lord would be so arrogant as to rub the bear's butt when the Sarkaz had just gained a foothold in Victoria.

boom! !

The sudden explosion made the Ursus in the city look up in horror, but all they saw were manhole covers flying high into the sky and unknown objects that had turned into black dots in the sky.

call out---!

The manhole cover flipped in the air and fell down in front of everyone's horrified eyes. They covered their heads and fled in panic from the area where the manhole cover might fall.

Finally, with a ping-pong sound, in their astonished eyes, the manhole cover fell safely onto the wellhead that originally belonged to her.

And Ermengarde obviously made the right bet. If it were in Syracuse in the past, perhaps the Blood Demon Lord would dare to rush his blood frenzy into the streets of Syracuse, and he would not think there was anything wrong even if he sucked everyone on the street dry.

But now this is Ursus.

The Blood Demon Lord dared to kill any manor owner in this country at will, and even sat safely in the deceased's home after killing him to taste the red wine he had collected in the wine cellar.

But bringing one's own bloodline frenzy to the streets of Ursus would be a completely different matter.

It is estimated that as soon as he releases the blood descendants, the internal guards will find his location directly.

Although he was not afraid of those inhuman and ghostly creatures that carried the power of evil through human experiments, the Ursus Empire was behind them.

Even someone as arrogant as the Blood Demon Lord knows the difference between being an enemy of Ursus and Ursus being an enemy of you.

He longed to see the Sarkaz's war spread across the land, hoping to see the Sarkaz ravage those inferior races with iron and fire, but now was not the time to create conflicts with this bear country.

However, he is already very satisfied with the current result.

"Run away, run away! Since I'm chasing you like this, you should speed up your escape. Hurry and head to Longmen. That way, I'll have a reason to chase you to that city, and then...hahahaha."

The Blood Demon Lord felt a little salivate at the thought of meeting the young Demon King, cutting open her chest, and taking out the blood of Tikaz hidden inside by Theresa.

hmm~~

Playing with the alien blood demon driving watch in his hand, the Blood Demon Lord picked up the handkerchief beside him and wiped the saliva overflowing from the corner of his mouth.

Integrating the power of history into one's body does have enormous benefits, but at the same time, his racial characteristics as a blood demon have been magnified countless times. Even though he has been able to freely control his inner desire for blood with hundreds of years of Qi cultivation, he cannot help but fall into the ocean of desire again.

"Ha, you'd better hurry up, little lich. Otherwise, if I really can't help myself in the end, I might end up using you as an appetizer in advance."

The wine glass that was gently shaking in his hand was slowly lowered to the ground, and the bright red wine fell to the ground, splashing brilliant foam. The red wine that fell to the ground slowly flowed and flowed into the blood of the man on the ground who was originally his owner, following the direction of gravity.

huff huff huff.

Ermengarde was breathing heavily on the small cube. Now that her life knot was being eroded by the aura of corrosion, it was not an easy task for her to use lich magic at such a high power.

After estimating the distance they had flown, they looked at each other. There were no traces of the blood descendants crawling on the ground, nor were there any blood-like waves. This made Ermengarde breathe a sigh of relief. He had won the bet. Even if the Blood Demon Lord had laid a tight net in the sewers, he still did not dare to let his blood descendants wave appear on the surface of the Ursus Empire.

Being an enemy of Ursus and Ursus being your enemy are two different concepts. I believe everyone can understand this as long as they pay a little attention to the news about Terra.

Even though Ursus is now decaying from within, this giant bear still stands in the north of the Terra continent. Even its mere existence has caused countless people with ill intentions to drop their weapons in fear.

However, just when Ermengarde had just breathed a sigh of relief, a sudden sharp pain in his chest and head made his vision go black, and his body leaned back. The huge coffin and Ermengarde fell directly from mid-air.

Fortunately, the little cube felt the weight lighten, and when it looked up, it found that its master was gone. It immediately broke apart from its square shape and turned into a bunch of lines, chasing after it downwards at a very fast speed.

And below, an RV was parked there, and a tall and charming lady was carrying a bunch of food and loading it into her car.

"Hey! Rosalyn! Sonya! Mr. Kuznetsov and Mrs. Kuznetsova! Have you finished your shopping?"

"Here I come, Mom, don't shout so loudly!"

Rosalyn walked out of the convenience store carrying two large bags and looked at her mother with some resentment.

"What's the matter? You're just out shopping with your friends. Why are you so reserved?"

"Well……"

Rosalyn turned around and looked at the three people who had walked out with her.

The Ursus girl with red highlights was carrying a bag, with an expression of impatience on her face.

"So, Sonya, are you really going to that place called Rhodes Island? We're not too far from Chernobog yet, so there's still time to regret it."

The speaker was a middle-aged Ursus. His hair color, the same as Sonya's, and his concerned tone all indicated that he had a close relationship with Sonya.

"Come on, old man. You know your daughter's personality. What good will it do to tell her this now other than to annoy her?"

The woman next to the middle-aged Ursus nudged the former's waist with her elbow. As Sonya's mother, she was naturally sensitive to her daughter's emotions. Besides, there was no need to guess, the girl's dissatisfaction was clearly written on her face.

Considering their personalities, Sonya's mother had no doubt that if her husband continued to talk like this, the father and daughter might really perform the Ursus way of resolving conflicts on the street.

"Hahaha, Mr. Kuznetsov is really worried about his daughter. Even after she came out, he kept talking about her."

Tatiana had a warm smile on her face, but no one noticed the fleeting change in her eyes when she said this.

"Why, just a troublesome old man. What does he know?"

"Hey, You!"

"What's wrong with you?"

Sonia's mother put her hands on her hips and looked at Sonia's father with a stern expression. The latter snorted twice and his momentum weakened. Then he turned away with an expression that said I don't care about you and stopped looking at his wife.

“Okay, just stay here and get in the car.

But it's been really hard for you, Miss Larina, and I'd also like to trouble you to drive the two children to Rhode Island."

"It's not a bother, it's not a bother. After all, I have to go myself."

Tatiana's sunny smile infected the couple, making them also smile warmly. From their conversation, it can be learned that they knew Tatiana's current identity. It was hard to believe that there were people in this Ursus mobile city who could have such a tolerant attitude towards the infected.

"Hey? Mom! Look what's falling from the sky?!"

"what?"