Brooke's figure was like lightning. In the eyes of everyone, he was just an afterimage, which was basically invisible to the eyes.

As it approached, Moulton finally moved.

His shoulders swayed, and his left and right sides suddenly stretched, and nine identical Moultons appeared.

Brooke's figure directly collided with the Moulton in front of him, and suddenly there was a loud explosion, and the Moulton in front of him seemed to turn into a ball of bubbles, scattering one after another.

However, the other eight phantoms moved and surrounded Brooke, and then rushed forward without waiting for the latter to react.

Suddenly, the scene became grand, as if there were dozens of figures fighting.

Moulton's body transformed into eight people, as if each one was a substance, and they hunted Brooke together.

Click!

The sky seemed to feel the shocking battle below, thunder rang out silently, and dark clouds came over.

The onlookers around them all retreated again and again with horrified expressions on their faces, unable to resist the pressure of the two men.

Some low-price vampires quickly averted their eyes, not daring to look directly at the two of them.

The movement was too fast, and the vampire's body was already powerful. The two of them were fighting head-on, without any tricks, but because it was so fast that many people couldn't keep up with their eyes, which gave the illusion that the speed was very slow.

This uncomfortable feeling was so uncomfortable that even low-level vampires found it difficult to watch, and many people vomited blood.

The two of them fought in the field and became stronger and stronger. Not surprisingly, Moulton's phantom was blown to pieces. The aura of the two became higher and higher, making the people around them breathless.

In Amanda's eyes, this was definitely a wonderful duel. Both sides were going all out, and he didn't dare to breathe because the two of them were at such a high level that even if he wasn't paying attention, he wouldn't be able to keep up with their speed.

Fighting at this level is too powerful, but because of this, few people can tell about the fighting process. What everyone sees is only the result.

When the scene came to an end, the two figures separated. Brooke's whole body was filled with energy and blood, and his figure was in a wretched state. He was unsteady and had a look of fear on his face.

Moulton's phantom has disappeared. Although he looks stronger than Brooke, his face color has also changed, but he still came closer, grabbed Brooke, stretched out his two fangs, lowered his head and penetrated deeply.

Got the other person's neck.

Nothing controls a vampire's allegiance more than blood.

All these changes shocked everyone outside the venue. No one expected that the prince would actually lose.

"But how is that possible!"

In this case, wouldn't the entire Messad family have to be loyal to Moulton?

Many people's expressions changed.

After a while, many people reacted, and each of them became violent. Unable to accept this fact, they slowly gathered around with murderous intentions on their faces.

Brooke, who had been sucked by blood, smiled miserably and knelt on the ground, facing Moulton, with an ugly expression on his face. He almost muttered: "I shouldn't have doubted the power of the Holy Grail."

Indeed, from his fight with Moulton, he felt the unique skills of several other families. These were the power of the Holy Grail. At the same time, this also made him convinced. He didn't know whether he should be grateful or helpless.

Moulton smiled slightly, licked the corner of his mouth, as if enjoying the other person's blood, looked at the other person and said: "Brook, the vampire clan has been silent for too long. I hope to regain the glory of the ancestor. Only I can lead everyone.

farther."

Brooke fell into silence after hearing this. After a moment, he said word by word: "Prince Moulton, I hope you can keep your promise."

How could Moulton not know the blessing of the ancestor that the other party mentioned, he immediately agreed readily: "Don't worry, the Messad family will follow me, and I will definitely let him rise again, and you, I promise, will be on top."

A step."

After receiving the guarantee, Brooke smiled hoarsely and said: "Your Excellency, Prince Moulton, Brooke is willing to lead the Messad family to be loyal to you."

"Well, I believe you will never regret your decision today."

Moulton let out a breath, then bit the tip of his tongue, dipped his hand in some blood, made a symbol on Brooke's forehead, and then stopped moving.

There were more and more black lines on Brooke's face, as if something was added as the opponent's blood line drew. In his mouth, he made a sound of "cough cough...", his face showed a look of pain, and there were blue veins on his forehead.

The roots exploded.

Seeing this turn of events, Amanda and others hurriedly came over with worried expressions on their faces. At the same time, they also surrounded Moulton with unkind expressions.

However, Moulton turned a blind eye to all this and looked down at Brooke who was roaring underground.

After a long time, Brooke stopped struggling and slowly got up from the ground. When he looked at Moulton again, there was more fear in his eyes. This was the fear coming from the blood. From today on, the other party can already decide his life or death.

Sensing the indignant tribesmen around him, Moulton raised his hand to stop him. He looked around and said coldly: "Everyone, disperse. All vampires above the earl, follow me back."

The others looked at each other, some not knowing what to do.

Brooke paid no attention to them, but stretched out a hand and said respectfully: "Prince Moulton, please come this way."

"Your Majesty, you are betraying the Messad family. I disagree. I will report the news here to Leader Clark." At this moment, a blood count spoke with a cold face.

"Um?"

Hearing this, Brooke squinted, cast his gaze on the earl, and snorted: "Sir Brown, it's not your turn to make the decision for the Messad family."

"The prince is right, but you have no right to decide the fate of the Messad family. If you are willing to surrender, I will not accompany you. If you are willing to follow me, Prince Clark will definitely reward you."

The man named Brown said a word, turned around and left.

There are two types of blood loyalty, one is blood loyalty, just like Moulton and Brooke, and the other is verbal loyalty. The current Thirteen Surnames, allegiance to Clark are all in this form. Brooke's men,

Most of them share this kind of allegiance.

Now that Brooke has casually sold Messad, some people are naturally unhappy. Even though you are the head of the family, it seems that you cannot make any private decisions.

As soon as he left, five or six vampires followed him.

Moulton didn't speak, as if he didn't see it, but instead focused his attention on Brooke. After all, this was to see the latter's ability.

Brooke's face was grim, and he suddenly looked up to the sky and roared, his body flashed, and he came straight towards these vampires.

These low-level vampires were no match for Brooke, and their throats were bitten open in a few strokes. Brown's expression also changed, as if he didn't expect Brooke to take action.

It was too late to say anything now. With his skills, he could not be Brooke's opponent. Soon, he was held down by the neck, and Brooke's fangs bit into it unceremoniously.

Seeing this scene, others, even if they had some ideas, did not dare to be presumptuous. Only then did they understand that even if His Highness became someone else's blood bait, he was still their prince, and his majesty could not be offended.

Brooke ignored the others and followed Moulton directly back to the hall. The others looked at me and I looked at you, but they had no choice but to grit their teeth and follow.
Chapter completed!