Western fantasy world: Arc 6.22

With just a few simple words from Curtisno, Collin, who was standing at the forefront of the Bloods, fell to the ground and closed his eyes.

Colin did not wake up after a while, and the Bloods did not react for a moment. It was only after a few minutes had passed that Colin's cronies suddenly had a moment of clarity and ran up to him, checking his breath.

It was only then that they realised that although Collin's body was still warm, his breathing had stopped. When they opened his eyes, they were devoid of light.

"Elder Collin has fallen into eternal sleep!!!" The crony threw back his head and shouted in grief and anger.

An outburst erupted from the Bloods, and some of the soldiers even took an uncontrollable step back.

With just a few words, only three of the four leaders of their operation were left! How in the world did Elder Colin die? Did he follow the orders of that blond man?!

The Blood King, who was hiding within the Imperial City, was shocked when he heard of Collin's eternal sleep.

A mental attack! It was Curtisno's mental attack!

Although Collin was not as powerful as Orvis, he was still one of the best among the fourth generation of Bloods. But he fell into eternal sleep with a few words.

Curtisno's mental power was even greater than his own!

It was not only the Bloods who were shocked but also the humans.

The Pope, Calmeron, the Alchemists League, Prince Wales, and all the priests and alchemists who were around, looked at Curtisno with extremely shocked eyes.

As Curtisno used his power, his aura as a Blood that had been hidden spilled out.

The Pope's eyes were complicated as he scanned back and forth between Curtisno and Yaphisor several times before casting his eyes back to the Bloods.

The Alchemist League leader, on the other hand, looked bewildered.

He looked at the restless, fidgeting demon, and then at the fourth generation Bloods who had fallen into eternal rest at the foot of the Imperial City.

Gulping slightly, the Alchemist leader put the demon back.

This was a high-level demon that he had raised for nearly a hundred years, and if the vampire in front of him fought it, his precious demon would be defeated.

These people, who could be considered leaders in the human world, were not fools.

They could sense that Curtisno had no murderous intent towards them.

Besides, they were not blind. It was obvious that Curtisno was protecting Yaphisor.

The Alchemists' League and the Church had been fighting for a thousand years and always liked to stir up trouble for each other.

How could the Alchemist leader let this opportunity slip by?

Following the Pope's pose, he adjusted his eyes to the army outside, and the League Master put a shield around the two of them. Then, without looking away, he said, "Hehe, old man, you've lost your foot before the horse. The successor to the Chief Cardinal is tangled up with the Bloods. I'll see how your church gets out of this. "

The Pope snorted, "Yeah, that's right, he's allied with our Church. What? Do you want him too? I won't give him to you. "

"Heh, what a temper." The League master frowned but still did not look to the Pope's side, "You're just fooling around now, but the Church is fornicating with the Bloods. Just wait for it to fall apart. "

"Have we, the Bloods, eaten your family's rice and drunk your family's soup?" The Pope didn't bother to look at the League leader either. He casually shook his magnificent and noble golden robe, "Bloods, like humans, have those with good nature as well as an evil nature. Not all of them are evil. There are conservatives among the Bloods, and this one just helped us repel a fourth-generation Blood. "

"On the other hand, you, my old friend, are not so optimistic. From what these Bloods say, it seems like Orvis is not human. Isn't he a senior alchemist? He has been lurking in your organization for a long time, hasn't he? But you didn't even notice, did you, old friend? What is the purpose of his lurking? Not to mention that he provoked the Bloods too? Alas, the weak Alchemist League. "

The Pope finished under his breath and sneered, glancing at the Alliance Master contemptuously out of the corner of his eye.

The League master was furious, a fierce smile on his face, "Heh, hypocritical church, you've always been better with your mouth than with your hands. After this, don't leave if you dare; fight me for three hundred rounds and see who is weak! "

A wry smile appeared on the Pope's calm face, "Fine, you haven't beaten me once in nearly a hundred years of fighting anyway, and this time is no exception. See you at the usual place later."

The League master snorted coldly and removed the barrier with a flip of his robe.

They had opened the barrier for fear of affecting the image of their personalities. It could block their voices, but not their expressions.

So the Bloods below the Imperial City, looking up at the two leaders of the rival camps, could only see these two staring at themselves dead-on, sometimes frowning, sometimes grimacing, sometimes grinning. Although they could not hear what they were saying, they could feel the great killing intent from their expressions.

These two were king-level experts, and there was no telling how many Bloods had lost their lives to these two over the years.

Now that these two men were looking at them strangely, the Bloods gulped and took two more steps back.

Colin had fallen, but there were still three chiefs here.

Finally, another of the Hawks' leaders opened his mouth, "You are a Blood! You want to help the humans? You are a traitor! "

This side of the human race did not accuse Curtisno, but the Blood clan over there started first.

Curtisno laughed as if he had heard some great joke, "Traitor? What have I betrayed? Did I betray my family? Betray a friend? Or a lover? "

"Neither. If you want to talk about traitors, you are the descendants of traitors. Your ancestors, the third generation of Bloods, betrayed the second generation who bore them. To satisfy their greed and lust, and to gain supreme power and strength, the Third Generation Bloods went so far as to kill the Second Generation. The greatest traitors of the Bloods are the Third Bloods whom you worship so much. They betrayed the kin who bore them and even betrayed their allies whom they worked with killing the Second Bloods. Some even killed their loved ones for the sake of power. "

"It is this foul bloodline that runs through you, lust, greed, betrayal; at this moment you fight side by side, but later, you may fight with each other."

"But you will not care if I say all this because you are a Blood, that's your nature. By nature, you are bloodthirsty, greedy, and full of desire. Isn't this what God wanted when he banished Cain? The bloodline is eternally corrupt and can never escape God's established nature. While you are enjoying your nature here, God is probably holding his head up and watching in satisfaction that you are going according to the way he made you. But what about your so-called innate nobility? Has your nobility been trampled on by your nature? Does your nobility allow you to fall under God? Hasn't your nobility always made you opposed to God? "

Everyone present looked confused. Curtisno had said so many unpleasant things, but what was it for?

To stall for time? The Pope and the Alchemist League thought this was the case.

Only Bai Lixin suddenly laughed and patted Curtisno's broad back.

The Bloods were a race that combined all desires, but they were also a contradictory race.

Although unrestrained, they were proud of their nobility, and they could even give their lives to maintain their nobility and glory.

With this particular combination of personalities, what is most unacceptable to the Bloods is to be a puppet in the hands of others, to do what others want.

What Curtisno just said blended with the innate personality of these Bloods' hearts and became part of their thinking.

As long as they are alive, this redefined meaning of "nobility" will be passed on to future generations and spread like the seeds of a dandelion throughout the Blood clan.

For the sake of their nobility, they will not become God's puppets; they will not let God make fun of them!

God will try to sink them, but they will not sink according to his wishes!

For a moment, all the Bloods were silent. The three leaders looked at each other and raised their weapons in unison, shouting: "For the glory of the Bloods, we will retreat for now. Even if we don't attack the humans, we still have a way to find Orvis! God wants us to be slaughtered, and we will not do as he wishes! "

The humans, in their battle armour and elaborate equipment, stared in disbelief at what was happening before their eyes.

These Bloods, who had been so aggressive just a few moments ago, had gathered their strength and retreated!

What the hell is this?

This Blood in front of them had forced back tens of thousands of the vampire armies with just a few words.

What the hell? You don't even need weapons to fight a war these days; you just rely on your mouth?

"You're wonderful, dear." Bai Lixin didn't mince words in offering his praise and kisses.

Ignoring his surroundings, he threw himself into Curtisno's arms and kissed him fiercely.

With a smile in his eyes, Curtisno stuck out his tongue and aggravated the deep kiss with his passionate baby.

The alchemist alliance leader snorted coldly, his face flushed red as he flung his sleeves and strode off: "Alchemists, let's go!"

One of the little followers hurriedly followed his master's footsteps, wondering, "Master, that man is a Blood. Are we just going to let him go?"

"We've already got our hands full with Orvis; we don't have the time to take care of that Blood of the Church! Let them get busy with themselves! "

The young follower understood and looked back at the two men who were deep in a kiss, vaguely feeling that something was wrong.

What exactly was the problem?

Suddenly, the little follower hammered his hand violently. That's right, they are two men! Shouldn't it be a man and a woman?

The Alchemist League leader had just taken two steps when another man called out to him.

"Still competing, old chap?"

The League master turned his head to glare at the Pope and spat on the ground, "What's the point of fighting when you can just use words? What the hell! I was all warmed up to fight, but now I'm not in the mood for it, so I'll call it quits this time. We'll fight again next time! "

The Pope amiably watched the Alchemist League master leave, before turning his head to look at the priests of the church, "Hahaha, I've lived so long, and I thought I'd seen it all. Let's all disperse. There's nothing more to do here. "

The Pope dismissed the crowd and did not stay long himself, but led Calmeron down to the Imperial City.

Calmeron's brow furrowed, "Is it right that Yaphisor is allowed to do this?"

The Pope grinned, "And can you beat that Blood?"

Calmeron thought for only a breath before shaking his head. "No."

The Pope smiled, "Neither can I. Looking at the entire human race, I'm afraid there is only one person who can restrain this blood. "

"Who is it?" Calmeron was a little puzzled.

"It is Yaphisor, you look." The Pope gestured towards the intimately embracing pair, "Isn't he quite well subdued?"

"..."

Why was he unable to refute this?

"My Lord Pope, are you not afraid that Yaphisor's soul will be tainted?" Calmeron was still a little worried.

"Yaphisor has the purest soul in this world, the kind of soul that not even a god can control or sway. It is completely his own, so what is the point of defining it? Go away, Calmeron, I know it is hard for you to accept your son being taken. Just wait for time to wash it all away."

"..."

Why was he unable to refute this once again?

Calmeron turned his head to look at the two men again and let out a long sigh.

By the time Bai Lixin left Curtisno's arms, there was no one around. The Imperial City, which had just been overcrowded, was now empty, with only the two of them left.

Curtisno carefully helped Bai Lixin tidy his wind-blown hair and pointed to the back door of the Imperial City, "The Blood King left the city through the back door just now."

Bai Lixin's eyes snapped open, "Is that true?"

"A thousand times true."

Bai Lixin slapped his thigh, "Haha, well done. At this moment, I guess Prince Joey is waiting outside the Imperial City. After drinking human blood, he is quite scary to face, I wonder how the Blood King will feel when he sees his son all grown up. "

Curtisno reached out to rub the hair he had just fixed, saying, "Whatever emotions come out, he will not be able to express them."

"You dropped hints on him?" Bai Lixin's eyes narrowed as he reached out a finger and gently poked and prodded Curtisno's chest through his shirt, "When did you do that?"

"Just now, while we were fighting the Bloods, he was hiding a short distance away and peeking. Since he brought himself, how could I let him get away? "

Bai Lixin smiled at that.

Yes, it was perfect!