After Taken as a Prisoner of War, the Vampire Queen Turned Me Into a Vampire and Made Me Her Daughte

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The power of the spell comes from the resonance of the bloodline and the ancient language, both of which are indispensable.

Compared with the complicated and complicated spells of spells, spells contain conciseness, but this does not mean that spells are easier to grasp than magic.

The key to releasing a spell is to control one's own bloodline, and use a specific language to support it at a specific time. Not only do you need to learn the magic spell and a specific mind, the magician must spend a long time practicing and trying to awaken the bloodline.

The speed and effect of releasing the spell completely depend on the proficiency and bloodline strength of the caster.

The source of the magic spell is almost all derived from the ancient magic spell. The magic spell (True Divine Vein) is not enough for the mortal to use. After the mortal stole the magic spell, they invented a weakened version of the magic spell, that is, the magic spell.

Different races weaken the spell* to a strength that allows their own race to release, and the prototype of these spells is all a divine spell, just because the versions of different races have changed drastically.

Compared with magic, spells have a very high release threshold, and spells of destruction level and above need a certain bloodline power as the basis.

However, even if it is a blood family, not everyone has the power of blood, such as the city lord of Yaliu City.

The power of blood passed down from the ancestors has reached the point where his generation is too thin to learn magic spells.

This noble lord - -has been brooding about his inability to use magic spells like ordinary commoners, so he developed a huge obsession with magic spells.

-A precious spell scroll is a priceless treasure for him, and it makes ordinary people qualified to experience the pleasure of releasing the spell in person~ This is quite precious-..

The scroll of spells is made by transcribing and drawing the caster dipped in blood. The blood replaces the necessary bloodline to release the spell, and the transcribed words replace the language, and the quick-acting spell is thrown.

"Hey hey, let me see what kind of magical demons are recorded.... The city lord of Yaliu can't wait to spread out the magic spell scroll.

Before he could see the specific appearance of the engraved pattern on the scroll, the scroll began to burn.

"This, this _... What's going on here!?" The two eyeballs of the city lord of Yaliu City were about to pop out, and the shriveled and wrinkled skin was sunken down, like a corpse with only skin and bones.

Wu moved to support the heavy uniform on his body and fell to the ground, feeling that his bones were about to fall apart.

".You..what did you do?! Cough..-I,..--how did I become like this??" The city lord of Aryu City seemed to be drained of strength. At this moment, he is extremely cumbersome, it is like a big mountain that pushes him over.

This scroll is like - a dry sponge that can't be fed enough to draw some kind of scarce energy in its own body, and after bottoming out, it begins to draw its own vitality....- C or pull Xiao Shen to become an adult The city lord of Yaliu City glared at Bai Ji with those bulging eyes, as if his eyes could kill someone, Bai Ji would probably have been chopped into meat sauce.

"A country bumpkin with no common sense." Bai Ji shook her head while touching her forehead. "Opening the magic scroll is equivalent to releasing the magic scroll. The natural magic spell that can change the climate is at least above the [Golden Divine Vein]. Excuse me, sir, your barren and dry magic eyes can afford this magic power. ?

"This is a genuine [Golden Divine Vein] level curse scroll, but we gave it to you honestly. You failed to release it, but you lost your life. It seems that we can't blame it.

"You you—" The city lord of Yaliu City changed his style of painting, with a sad face, struggling to climb out of the military uniform and stealing armor, holding Bai Ji's little leather shoes, and begging with a hoarse and dry voice like a dead man. "Master, noble demon... I know wrong, please, give me the antidote, save me! I am willing to give you all my property, and I will give you everything you want.

"Lord City Lord doesn't seem to understand the magic scroll. Let me explain - let's go. From the moment you opened the magic scroll, you have no medicine to heal, understand." Bai Ji silently shook off the one. Hold your little leather boots, hands like a match.

Seriously, I got all our shoes dirty. When I go back, I have to let Luoluo wash it ten or eight times before I am willing to continue wearing it.

"That is to say, the moment the scroll is opened, the scroll has already judged you as the releaser, and it will never stop until the last trace of vitality is drained from your body... Now, Mr. City Lord, in fact, you are now considered "Dead", it's just the sound of returning to the light and returning a sigh of relief," Bai Ji said with a smile:

"You...- Miss Spellmaster, I advise you to hand over the antidote honestly! If I die, my soldiers and colleagues will not sit idly by, and if something happens to me, there will be no one to protect me. You are safe!" The city lord of Aryu City, who was twitching and trembling all over his face, forcibly stopped his trembling tongue, and his words were full of threats.

"We said there was nothing we could do." Bai Ji spread her hands. "I don't have common sense. I open the scroll without authorization and get sucked into a human being and come to me. Is this unreasonable? Do you blame the person who made the knife when you buy a knife to kill?

"Damn you, don't you see the coffin and don't cry! ..you. What are you still doing!? Are you standing and watching my jokes? Take her down for me...

The soldiers looked at each other in dismay, and the fool could see that the daughter's identity was anything but ordinary, but who made this an order from the employer?

The sound of "Qiangqiang" plucking the blade was crisp and loud, like a pile of metal rings clasping together.

The soldiers who escorted Laika also drew their weapons and surrounded Bai Ji from all directions.

Formed by sharp swords flashing with cold light - a metal wall that is impermeable to air, the silver-haired girl dances gracefully, and even the movement of dodging is so natural, as if she is not deliberately avoiding the blade, but simply improvising , just dance a beautiful dance

The pure and flawless silver hair flutters like snow, like a white butterfly that does not touch the rain and dew in the messy wind and rain.

"When... the metal jumble sounded like the accompaniment to a girl's dance, like a ball on the tip of a knife.

In an instant, the sound stopped abruptly, as if the impromptu dance party had come to an end.

The girl was holding a long skirt, and under the gaze of the terrified soldiers, she stopped and stood on the tip of a soldier's sword, bowed and walked to a nobleman

As if it was just a breathing time, the blood light burst out, like countless dead lines entangled together, and the cold sword light intertwined the net, like the purgatory made by the god of death.

Silently, flesh and blood flew, and the scarlet unidentified lumps exploded like a torrential rain, as if in the blink of an eye, the armor and iron pieces glued to the flesh flew, and in the next moment, these things Can't be called "human".

The blood clots of the broken stumps spread outward, but the girl and the exaggerated and huge silver sickle in her hand were not affected.

"The Scythe of Rasambo [Gutmara] .. muttered Laika to herself, so much so that she forgot the blood splattered on her face

The sickle further proved the identity of the other party, making her even more unbelievable..

"The residue and the residue die together, it's better." The blood-colored center drew a circle of about one square meter, an uncontaminated circle, and the girl stood in it, twisting her long skirt with a calm expression.

This dress is her favorite one. It is woven according to her own preferences. It can be smeared with dross and blood.

The common people stared blankly, the farmland was destroyed, and the helpless and weeping farmers all gathered at this moment, and invariably looked at the girl who seemed to be in a higher dimension. The voice from the bloodline urged them to show their respect for her only by kneeling and kowtowing and giving up their insignificant dignity.

It was a kind of nobility through the bones, a sublime that was deliberately restrained and could not be concealed, as if standing in front of them was the ancestor of the blood family, the supreme god Rasambo.

Laika trembled, forgetting the sticky blood stained on her body. She felt that her bloodline was resonated by the other party, and the silence erupted, as if a devout clergyman had seen the true god he believed in.

The girl's undisguised sense of existence at this moment made everyone present forget the nobles and their mercenaries who still existed at the moment.

or Mu Xiaowan

"I am not afraid in the face of danger, I am in a hurry, and I can still maintain a prism when I am on the scene. I neither choose to burn all the stones without a plan, nor blindly listen to the sophistry of the other party. , Let's give a good evaluation of your performance this time."

When Laika was in a daze, Bai Ji had already turned around slowly, carrying the sickle gradually away.

"This is the last lesson we will teach you, remember."

"Wait, wait! ....No, Her Royal Highness!" Laika, who had been silent for a few seconds, came back to her senses as if she had just woken up from a dream. She chased after the blood stained on her face and went up.

"Ah ah ah?! Lord, Your Highness the Princess?!"

They looked around. "What's wrong with the princess? Eh, miss, what's the matter with you??"

Laika, who had caught up with Bai Ji, slackened her knees, folded her hands piously, and knelt down behind Bai Ji. The royal family's etiquette for seeing Her Royal Highness came in handy today.

"What?" Bai Ji turned her head slightly. "I recognize our identity because I want to hand us over to the court to avenge my father and brothers.

"No, no... Laika hurriedly shook her head and smiled wryly." Even if Laika had that kind of thought, she wouldn't be able to get such a powerful you.

"So, what's the matter with us?

"I,... Laila hesitated, she felt that she had a lot to say to the girl in front of her, and she also had a lot of questions she couldn't understand and wanted the girl to answer for her, but the words came to her lips, but Don't know what to say or ask.

"You, you, Your Highness, the princess is leaving the southern countries." After squeezing toothpaste for a long time, Laika managed to squeeze out such a sentence and was a little panicked after realizing her offense.

"Sorry, I, I don't mean anything else, just, just.... Laika doesn't know how to describe her feelings for this incognito girl.

We haven't been together for a long time, even less than two months, but I always feel that this time has passed... so long that this girl is always changing her thoughts and behaviors inadvertently, and she may not be very willing to teach her something Learn, but have to learn things.

She didn't force herself to learn anything, but she was subtly changed by the other party, whether it was thinking mode or behavior.

Now I realize that this may not be a bad thing, and what she taught herself is not something that goes against her nature. It turns out that these things that she resisted saved herself and the residents of the entire city.

My feelings for her are very complicated, and I don't know her motives for doing this. It's like a good person who is benevolent and generous, and has received a huge bounty from others for free. Seasonings in the cupboard.

"Yeah." Bai Ji answered in the affirmative without looking back.

"Where are you going??" Laila asked urgently.

"Ah, you asked such a detailed question. Are you planning to report to the court after knowing our whereabouts?"

"No..." Laika shook her head like a rattle. "I don't believe you are that kind of person

"There must be a mistake somewhere, killing your own uncle and brother, attracting foreign enemies to respond to foreign forces, and betraying the Scarlet Empire is absolutely impossible. It is His Highness who saved the people of the southern countries from the war. , How could you be so kind and righteous? Someone must be framing His Highness!

Bai Ji stopped. "We haven't saved the southern countries. Isn't this all your credit?"

"Don't joke, Your Highness, this kind of joke can't be made!" Laika said in a hurry.

"Look behind you, these pious people kneeling down, are they kneeling to Laika? ... Please don't deny your kindness

The reason why I wasted precious time to stay is because I feel that Laika can be trained to be a leader, take disaster relief, teach famine relief, and that's it.

"Where are you going, can you take me with you if it's convenient?" Laila lowered her head, a little embarrassed.

"No." Bai Ji refused decisively.

"You have more important things to do, don't you." Bai Ji gestured to the people behind her.

"The Great River City... No, the people of the entire southern countries have lost their leaders now, they need you more than me, don't they?

...Laila glanced at the people who were looking at her with hope, and could only nodded silently.

"But the fertile fields of the Great River City have been destroyed...

"The hometown of these noble lords reserves a lot of gold and silver treasures, food and water. Don't just rely on us for everything. In the future, these people will have to rely on you: 1" Hall.... Watching that road go away The figure, Laika knelt on the ground for a long time without returning to her senses.

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