Don't confiscate my citizenship

"Uh-huh..."

Count Gregory grabbed his neck and backed away, tears sliding down his painful cheeks.

Before he could continue to react, the sound of wind blown by Sigre was already surging in front of him. He felt as if his legs had lost all feeling. Sigre's heavy kick had already hit his knee, making him spin around. Kneel down on the ground.

In an instant, air currents and explosions suddenly approached, and Sigre's lunge, punch, and side chop made Gregory's eyes flash with stars. His ears could no longer hear the noisy sound of wind and snow, and he was about to faint.

At this moment, even without the sun, it was a little difficult for him to open his eyes.

Strange rays of light intertwined together to form a network of light that gave him nowhere to escape.

Every snowflake on the snowfield was sparkling with the light that should not have appeared, and the entire snowfield turned into a fantasy world paved with countless diamonds.

The clear and increasingly passionate strings of the Moon Goddess made the originally silent and cold atmosphere suddenly become warm and restless, as if jumping from one extreme to another.

"Let's see how long this trick of yours can last!!"

Count Gregory yelled in a broken voice.

In this land of eternal night, if we don't continue to move towards the demon world, it will take several hours to wait for the short daylight.

The sun summoned through magic will eventually burn out this human's mana.

Once the opponent's mana is exhausted, even if he is seriously injured, he will catch up and kill the two before they escape the snowfield!

Count Gregory's figure was twisted in the sunlight on the snow, and his strength was difficult to recover.

He was trembling with rage in the scorching sun, becoming more and more crazy with his anger, but he was like a wild beast that was being chased and beaten, and the blood stains were deeply melted into the silvery snow.

Every time he unleashed a weak spell and counterattacked with his claw-like hands, it would trigger a blizzard of wind pressure.

However, Sigre's boxing skills seem to be getting more and more proficient, and there is nowhere to hide from the strong wind and rain. Count Gregory's understanding of the wolf tribe is refreshed every time!

And in the distance.

The poet of great love used her cheerful and clear voice to play the piano and spin in circles.

Boss Cat was hiding in the shadows, shaking his head as he watched.

Lan Qi's boxing style may soon become the military style boxing of the demon clan.

"Boss Cat, I found that many of my enemies have irritable physiques."

Lan Qi said to the shadow at his feet.

"Meow?"

A confused voice came from the shadows.

Lan Qi himself was not idle either. From time to time, he applied [Wrong Treatment] to Count Gregory to draw hatred. Once he got close to him, he released [Basic Etiquette] to make him kneel down.

Every ray of healing light falling on Count Gregory would make his mind become even more confused and tremble with pain, as if the world was constantly spinning.

After possessing [Mark of Hopelessness], the summoned objects have been slightly strengthened, and the blazing light of [Radiant Virtue] is half a point stronger than last time.

Although Lan Qi was most confident in his sufficient mana, his mana was still being consumed rapidly after turning on [Glorious Virtue].

"Just slap him with a magic spell, and he becomes so angry."

Lan Qi explained to the cat boss.

Boss Cat: "..."

Dude, don't die.

If you die and I fall out of the shadow, I will die too.

"Never waver!"

Ranch recalled the poet after he started walking his dog.

In addition to saving mana, if the poet is accidentally killed by the aftermath, she will be very unhappy.

But now even if there is no need to love the poet, his hatred has been firmly established.

Count Gregory was completely angered by him. Even if he picked up a stone and threw it at Count Gregory, it would make him more angry.

"Ahhh! I'm going to kill you!!!"

Gregory's chest seemed to be torn apart. Not only was his soul being burned by the sun, but every breath was like a baptism of fire. Under the torture of the two gangsters, all the nerves in his body were being stabbed by needles. Same pain!

He couldn't find his direction, his five senses seemed to be sealed, and he was treated as a toy by his enemies.

But Count Gregory still did not give up, and he fought back with all his strength.

Because he is immortal!

The temporary pain now has no meaning and will only make his revenge after victory even crazier!

Count Gregory closed his eyes tightly, his breathing was trembling and intermittently, and his heart was beating rapidly in his chest.

Even if his brain was spinning now, he knew one thing.

He could feel the sun's power waning over the open terrain.

As time goes by, this light gradually begins to weaken, and the golden yellow on the snowfield gradually fades away, returning to its original silvery white tone.

His only reason told him that as long as he persisted, everything would be over soon. He would use his immortality to tell these two stupid and weak things what the insurmountable gap between worms and superior creatures was. !

Even if he is bruised and bruised, he can recover quickly as long as he is given a chance to breathe.

Until now, the attacks made by this group of people have no meaning!

Just get through it now and get through it some more!

The fifth-level wolf cub, a cub he once ignored, has now become his biggest threat, and the imperial craftsman is chanting spells that cause him extreme pain in the distance. He is the one who deserves to die!

Count Gregory, who was beaten again and half-kneeling on the ground, already felt a little delirious. He tried his best to keep thinking with hatred, but suddenly he felt a chill of death coming from in front of him.

Before he had time to guess what kind of attack this time was, Sigre had clasped his hands into fists and dunked hard towards Gregory's Tianling Gai.

"Brain reboot!"

After Sigre's punch, Count Gregory's eyes instantly became clear.

Wake him up.

far away.

"That's great."

Lan Qi stopped and looked at the new boxing technique that Sigre had learned.

The disciple does not have to be inferior to the teacher, and the teacher does not have to be wiser than the disciple. He can often gain insights from his students.

Count Gregory, who briefly lost consciousness, had his bones gradually deformed by Sigre's violent blows. His weakened seventh-level body was finally unable to withstand Sigre's iron fist. His blood rolled out of his seven orifices like boiling water, dyeing the snow red. My mind is about to collapse but I have nowhere to vent my anger!

Sigre's fists were like steel bars, constantly denting Count Gregory's body, and he let out ferocious screams accompanied by the sound of broken bones.

Lan Qi finally stopped keeping his distance and walked towards Count Gregory who was completely suppressed.

The blood count, who had been seriously injured, was suppressed on the scarlet snow, looking miserable and miserable.

Count Gregory barely regained some consciousness, and there were twitching veins on his forehead, which was evidence of his extreme anger and waiting for the opportunity to retaliate.

This kind of attack can only weaken him and make him unable to move for a short period of time, but it is not really any damage at all!

This is the land of eternal night.

Just wait until the sun disappears... and then it's his turn.

He was beaten violently by a mere fifth-level wolf clan, and every pain and humiliation left a deep mark on his heart.

The corners of Count Gregory's mouth twisted, and his completely crazy laughter was particularly terrifying in the quiet snowy night.

He waited for himself to regain his strength, and then captured the other person in the most cruel way and took him away for torture every day and night!

These weak wolves and humans have already been doomed by his racial oppression!

"Okay, save some effort."

Lan Qi's gentle voice sounded behind Sigre.

He is also about to put away the sun.

You can't kill the Vampires with this kind of beating.

Once the sun is lost, it won't take long for the Vampire Earl to gradually recover from his incapacitating injuries.

Immediately, Sigre temporarily stopped attacking and just held Count Gregory firmly, waiting for Lan Qi's instructions.

She understood that these attacks of hers, apart from venting her anger and hatred, did not pose an actual threat to the Blood Count.

Although she didn't know what Lan Qi wanted to do next, it seemed that besides having many special contract summons, he didn't know many spells.

Its own magic power fluctuations are even weaker than hers.

"My academic report can finally be renewed."

As an ecologist, Lan Qi originally planned to complete the "On Ecological Balance and Blood Tribe Governance" project before going to the Creation Empire. As early as the last film world, he had already obtained preliminary valuable data and practical results.

Now this shadow world can be further supplemented.

As his mentor, Loren has been questioned a lot lately.

Now Lan Qi can only work hard on academics to prove his strength for Loren.

"It's enough to beat the count until he can't move. My team and I have professional ways to calm down vampires."

then.

In the midst of Sigre's doubtful eyes and Count Gregory's crazy shouts.

Lan Qi took out a medical tool——

A giant medical needle appeared in his hand.

This is the blood pressure rescue device used last time at the Templar Villain Dinner.

Sigre was stunned.

She didn't know why Rocky, a craftsman, had a bunch of strange things on him.

This syringe, as long as it works wonders with great force, may be able to extract two liters of blood from the victim.

It should be an item used by the angel in white.

But once this thing gets too big, it is no longer a medical tool, but an instrument of torture.

Count Gregory was still laughing. He couldn't open his eyes and couldn't see what Lan Qi was holding, and he didn't yet know what he would suffer later.

"Come, Sigre."

Lan Qi walked to Count Gregory and made sure that the Count was in good spirits, then he handed the syringe to Sigre.

Teacher Lanqi’s handicraft hobby class is about to start.

Earl is so happy, he should be in good spirits when he evolves.

In order to prevent Count Gregory from being too excited after taking back the sun, the Lanci team's professional treatment was to lower the Count's blood pressure first.

After his last experience in the Shadow World, his ecological research academic success proved that a large part of the vampire's power comes from the blood in their body.

Although they will not die even if their blood is drained, they will definitely be unable to move and it will take a long time to recover.

"Sorry, Mr. Earl, I originally planned to learn the sealing technique, but later I found that this thing is much easier to use than the sealing technique."

Lan Qi looked at the cheerful Count Gregory on the ground and said with some embarrassment.

He now realized that studying sealing techniques to fight against vampires might be a detour.

Spell sealing is really not as efficient as physical transformation.