Chapter 82: Please enter the urn
('The original Baron Mansion has already been the temporary headquarters for the war. Although the ice and snow fortress is good, there are hollow passages and residences in the city, but it looks white. After watching it for a long time, you will probably get psychological and physiological diseases such as snow blindness, which is obviously not suitable for normal people's daily life.
Lin En put down the communicator and felt half cold. The commander of the undead taught him what an experienced commander was with practical actions. They launched a raid at a time and place they never expected. If the reconnaissance troops had not accidentally encountered the night attack troops, they would probably have had a lot of trouble on their side.
"But since I have been known, and the target must be that 'city gate and office room'." Thinking of the previous preparations, Lin Neng showed an evil and lustful smile on the corner of her mouth, and she laughed out loud unconsciously. Erin next to her took two steps back, thinking that her cousin was sick again.[.z
"Then you have to hurry up and prepare the show for the visitors, so you can't let the VIPs go back in disappointment."
Rowan Luther is a senior blood clan who had already become the Count only two hundred years ago. He is obviously the oldest Count under the Marquis, but because of his "insufficient strength", he has always been the deputy to the rookies who have just advanced. In fact, this is exactly what he is smart.
At most, there were nine counts under the Marquis, but after hundreds of years of "out-of-out missions", there are only five now, and they are basically new ones. In addition, there are also a self-petition assault mission. The only surviving counts are Old Rowan and Ms. Susan, his immediate boss and Marquis' lover.
"Those stupid boys, I really think that the ancient blood clan is a soft persimmon, and attacks human towns during the day. Such a mission of death is still rushing to kill. If it is so easy, why doesn't the Marquis take action yourself? He can move in the sun for at least three hours!" Luo Wen was a little depressed. The early death of the three fools made him the key target in the Marquis' eyes.
"It seems that after this battle, I will find a way out. I don't want to die of an accident." Seeing Susan walking in front of me a little dissatisfied with his slow movement, Rowan reached out and pointed his right foot, indicating that he was injured. Susan said nothing and flew straight forward.
"As these days, even self-harm will be sent to the battlefield. It seems that the Marquis thinks I have lived long enough. A silly woman really thinks that she is the Marquis' lover and is loyal to him. Do you know that he has changed four lovers, three counts and one viscount, and he has not lived to the day of promotion." The cunning old Luo Wen had no intention of loyalty to the Marquis. He walked slowly and gradually walked to the rear of the team.
Hundreds of vampires acted as if silent. Many vampires fully utilized their racial abilities, with ghosts everywhere, and monsters all over the sky, but people on the ground could not hear the sound or see the falling shadows.
The careless humans did not set up guards and secret sentries on the city wall! They just had two sentries on the city wall. Luo Wen could have thought something was wrong and proposed to pause his progress, but was ridiculed by Susan and other little ghosts as cowards.
"I will report to the Marquis, your cringe." The sentence forced Luo Wen, who was cursing in his heart, to follow in the footsteps of the Vampire Team.
In order to avoid alerting the enemy, the brigade did not disperse first, and concentrated all its forces toward the control room of the fortress gate. There was no sentry in the narrow and snowy aisle. The brigade actually arrived outside the door with the sign of the brigade. Now, no matter how stupid Susan is, she knows that something is wrong, but the arrow is on the string, so she can only grit her teeth and continue to issue orders.
"Open the machine room at a speed. No matter what humans plan to do, as long as the city is opened, the black knights who are being guided can come in. The bone dragon Black Ridge will launch a raid as scheduled. We will be safe at that time." Hearing this, several viscounts tried to open the door even more crazily, but the door did not move. "Why hasn't opened yet? You guys who have a good meal!" Susan's harsh scream spread back and forth in the passage.
"The knocking technique is invalid. This door is not a magic lock, or the locked person is too high."
"Forcibly demolish it." "It's useless. If you have to make all your strength, you don't even have a mark."
"Figor, you idiot, have you been boasting that you can stump you without a lock? What? It's useless when you really want you to play."
"Can I blame this? There is no ghost lock chain hole, how do I open it?"
"Can you awaken the atomization talent? Go through the crack in the door."
"I've tried it a long time ago, and there is not even a crack in the door. How can I wear it?"
"The door that doesn't even have a lock?" The situation was too strange, and Luo Wen didn't care about hiding his weakness. "Get out of the way, idiots." With a wave of his hands, the viscounts were already thrown aside.
Luo Wen held his hands behind his back, his eyes closed, as if he was accumulating energy.
"I can't even open it. What's the use of you, a waste?" Earl Susan did not forget to mock the paralyzed Earl in everyone's eyes, but she couldn't laugh out loud next.
Luo Wen's eyes suddenly opened, and the red light in his eyes was as if blood was flowing in his eye sockets. "Blood Red Sacrifice" Luo Wen's whole body turned into blood-red and turned his head, first suspended in the air, and then suddenly hit the door. Although the elemental fluctuations were not obvious, the cracks on the ground of the ice crystal and the skewedness of the surrounding blood tribes demonstrated the power of this skill.
"Marquis-level combat skills and blood power!" Susan's pretty face turned pale. She finally knew why Nicholes wanted to be careful of this waste.
The white mist formed by the scattered ice crystals quickly dissipated, revealing Luo Wen's pale face. This time Susan dared not slap a piece of waste. Among the blood clan, there are completely strong people who are respected. If it is not considered the ability obtained through self-cultivation, the gap in one level is often hundreds of years.
She quickly greeted her, "Sir, have you been promoted to the marquis?" Susan's voice also became faster, and the waste immediately became an adult.
"Sir" was in a bad mood at this time. Luo Wen waved his right hand and a red shadow flashed by. Before the other blood clans could react, a crisp "pop" sound, Susan was inlaid into the wall, her head was inlaid inside, and the blood clan's most precious blood kept flowing downwards.
Although it seems that he is seriously injured, according to the vitality of the blood clan, Susan is still injured but not killed.
Looking at the blood clan nobles around him with envy, jealousy, fear and respectful eyes, his painstaking efforts to hide his strength were in vain. If these wastes were not useful, Luo Wen would have the desire to kill someone to silence him. He said angrily. "Look at the door first, there is definitely something wrong with this door. My blood-red sacrificial ceremony only cracked a few holes."
It is not so easy for the advanced blood clan to advance. Luo Wen is still just an earl. However, through hundreds of years of self-cultivation, he has stepped on the marquis' side. But to go further, it is impossible without more than a hundred years of hard work and the "free blood donation" of the advanced blood clan. This is also the reason why he still surrenders to Nicholes's subordinates. His desire for blood clans at the main plane will always lack true loyalty.
The fear of the current crisis overwhelmed Luo Wen, who was pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger, checked the door, and immediately exclaimed. The hole several meters wide cracked, and the deepest part was nearly half a meter, and the door was still not visible.
"Is this wall actually several meters thick? How do you open it usually!"
Of course, the blood clans can't answer this question. If Lin En were here, he might have told these unlucky guys who were in trouble that this door doesn't need to be opened at all. No, this is not a door at all, but a thick wall carved with door-shaped carved ones!
"Whoever stipulates that the sign must be the door. Whoever stipulates that the city gate control agency must be at the city gate, and is used to thinking to kill people." Lin En smiled happily outside. The evil taste of designing the fortress actually turned into the current killer weapon, which made him very proud. With his wave of his hand, the death trap had been fully activated, and the blood clan nobles were in trouble.
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Chapter completed!