Crack.
That blood-red ball looked about the size of a soccer ball, and its speed wasn't very fast. But you could clearly see that everything it passed through turned into dust and powder.
It was obvious that this was a destructive power.
And at this moment, Lin Jiu couldn't dodge because of the impact just now. He could only watch helplessly as the red ball got closer and closer.
Just then, Feng Manxiang actually made an amazing move. She actually used her body to block in front of Lin Jiu, and her body surface bloomed with a bright light.
This is the life skill of the Snow Rabbit clan, similar to a shield. The bright light in front of her is a special effect produced by burning her own spiritual power.
She planned to use her body as a shield to block Eric's attack for Lin Jiu.
Feng Manxiang's eyes were very firm. There was no emotional flashback like in TV shows or movies, nor did she say some cheesy pre-death confession like, "I've actually liked you for a long time."
She just silently and naturally took this action, waiting for the red ball to hit her.
But unfortunately, her self-sacrificing behavior was not successful. The red ball stopped a few centimeters in front of her.
No! Strictly speaking, it shouldn't be called stopping, but freezing! The red ball seemed to be stuck in some kind of still space. It stopped turning, stopped moving forward, and just froze in place.
"What... what's going on?" Feng Manxiang took two steps back, looking at the red ball in front of her with a slightly dull expression. Then she turned her gaze to Eric on the opposite side, but saw that he also had a look of horror.
Eric kept urging the blood energy in his body to resonate with the red ball, but the result was like the radio waves being cut off, and the sense of connection completely disappeared. "Damn it, why is this happening?"
"Uh, what's the situation now?" Ren Tingting also asked with a face full of doubt.
"The situation is that the reinforcements on our side are finally planning to take action." Lin Jiu, who knew the inside story, breathed a sigh of relief and said lightly, "Okay, this is none of our business anymore."
"Reinforcements? We still have reinforcements?" Ren Tingting was stunned, with an unbelievable expression on her face. "When did you get reinforcements? How come I don't know?"
"Because you are the disciple, and I am the master." Lin Jiu glanced at her, his tone a little mocking.
Da da da.
Hearing this, Ren Tingting originally planned to say something more, but saw a figure in snow-white clothes walking slowly down from the steps above.
This was a boy who looked about thirteen or fourteen years old, with a handsome appearance and fair skin. His movements were neither fast nor slow, and looked very rhythmic, making people even reluctant to look away.
"Damn, this young Chinese-style boy is a three-year blood profit!" Ren Tingting blurted out after a moment of dullness.
Doujin Artist: Pfft, hahaha! Uncle Nine, your little disciple is pretty good!
Skirt-Flipping Maniac: Oh my! You even used the "three-year blood profit" meme, this is too real!
Scarlet Lotus Fairy: What does "three-year blood profit" mean?
Machete Girl: It's an internet meme. It means taking advantage of cute boys and girls. Even if you get caught by the police, it's still a three-year blood profit, and at most five years of loss.
Scarlet Lotus Fairy: Tsk, your netizens really know how to play.
Notification: Foul-Mouthed Mask Guy has joined the live stream.
Foul-Mouthed Mask Guy: Fuck, you guys are watching the live stream without telling me? I'm angry, I'm really going to be angry! When I'm angry, it's going to be scary!
Doujin Artist: Oh, and then?
Curly-haired Guy: Your face is already scary enough, Gintoki I refuse to believe that there's anything scarier than your face!
Foul-Mouthed Mask Guy: Want me to DM you a picture of my butt, freshly made?
Curly-haired Guy: Sorry, it's my fault!
Machete Girl: Pfft, immediately admitting defeat is okay too! Gin, you actually have a day when you're forced to admit defeat like this?
Skirt-Flipping Maniac: It feels like Mr. Deadpool is Gin's natural nemesis, completely crushing him.
Curly-haired Guy: Because I'm just being sarcastic at most, but this asshole is actually serious! He's really going to send me that kind of picture! How can I sleep after seeing that?
This is an Actor: Actually, it doesn't matter, you can just send a picture back to counter him.
After sending the message, Anzen moved forward slowly, and had already arrived in front of Eric. His mouth still had a smile, and he said softly: "Elena is lying to you, she has no intention of letting you and your race survive."
"You, what are you saying?" Eric was shocked, with a look of horror on his face. "Why are you saying this? Who are you? What is your identity?"
"My name is Jiang Chen, I'm a zombie." Anzen, playing Jiang Chen, smiled lightly, and with a gentle wave of his right hand, he pinched the red ball that Eric had launched earlier in his palm.
"Jiang, Jiang Chen?" Ren Tingting was stunned, with a confused face. "That Jiang Chen from 'My Date with a Vampire'? Is this a crossover? And, he doesn't look like Danny Lee!"
"Zombie?" Of course Eric had heard of this magical oriental species, and carefully looked at the boy in front of him. "How do you know that Elena is lying to me? Why should I believe you?"
"You misunderstood." Smiling and shaking his head, Jiang Chen held the red ball in his hand and squeezed it lightly. "I actually don't care whether you believe it or not, I just want you to die knowing why."
The red ball shattered and turned into red powder.
at the same time, the tens of thousands of vampires around all turned into charred bodies like pieces of paper burned by flames.
"You, you..." Eric's eyes widened, with an unbelievable expression on his face. These descendants were all the result of his four hundred years of hard work. But now, they were vanishing before his eyes!
Anger!
Extreme anger filled Eric's heart, and his entire face began to turn red and distorted. But soon, the angry expression on his face turned into panic.
Looking down, he could clearly see that his lower body was gradually weathering. And this weathering was gradually spreading upwards, climbing step by step.
"No, don't!" Eric put his hands together, his face full of fear. "Please, spare me! Great Immortal, please spare me!" He even shouted out in Chinese here, and it was very fluent.
Jiang Chen put his hands behind his back, looked at him gently, and still maintained a smile on his face. He didn't answer, just watched as the other party's entire body turned into dust, and eventually disappeared with the wind.
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