Chapter 625: True Blood:
The father-son murder that Imric had been waiting for finally happened. No matter how much Manfred tried to quibble, he still couldn't escape the mountain of irrefutable evidence.
The Blasphemy Sword and the Blood Drinking Sword are constantly clashing in the Ancient Dragon City, and when Imric deliberately limits the magic output here, it is obvious that his son still cannot beat me.
Even though his body was covered with scars, Manfred still didn't give up. His martial arts skills were far inferior to his father's. Most of his usual close combat was made up for by the strength and speed given by his vampire physique.
Without the blessing of magic, he was at a huge disadvantage when facing a warrior with proficient martial arts like Vlad.
But many times, Vlad's sword did not pass through his fatal part, and most of the wounds appeared on the chest and arms, which allowed Manfred to find a chance.
Finally, during a free period, when his father's sword crossed his shoulder, Manfred stabbed the sword of blasphemy into Vlad's abdomen and said hoarsely,
"Like I said, you are too weak. , and can't figure out what to do. The elf is our current enemy. If he is not dead, our grudges are meaningless."
A trace of blood flowed from the corner of Vlad's mouth, as if he wanted to say something, but as Man Fred stabbed the sword of blasphemy forcefully into his father's abdomen again, stopping the words.
Seeing Vlad's acting skills, Imrik secretly regretted it. He probably guessed that he just wanted to watch a good show and was unwilling to bear the charge of parricide until his soul was destroyed.
From a father perspective alone, Vlad could be considered a good vampire, but he still had other plans for him.
"Well...it seems that we have had enough fun, Vlad. Your wife is not dead. At least in a sense, there is a possibility of resurrection."
After hearing this, Vlad, whose eyes had already fallen into a state of confusion, risked his life. As if he was coming back to life, he grabbed Manfred's neck with his arms, looked at the traitor and growled in a low voice,
"What do you mean by this! If you want to use Isa to anger me, Sylvania The count will let you experience your final rage!"
"An obvious thing, well... you might be of some use." After Imrik finished speaking, he snapped his fingers and separated Manfred and Vlad.
Relying on his authority, he isolated the space where Manfred was located and teleported to another place in the City of Ancient Dragons. Occestes and the others and the dragon would entertain Count Man well.
Now, it's time to think about how to deal with Vlad.
A chair suddenly appeared behind Vlad, and Imric made a gesture of invitation. He still had a good impression of this honorable vampire.
It's a pity that the situation forced him to make no more changes, otherwise he would definitely be much better than his loyal and filial son.
Vlad's injuries healed in an instant, and he did not ask about Manfred's whereabouts. He was uncharacteristically anxious to ask about his wife's whereabouts.
"Tell me what you know. Isha's soul must not be harmed in any way!"
"My lady's soul..." Imrik thought for a while, this matter was indeed a bit mysterious, where should I start?
"Sit down first. Since I am willing to tell you this, it means..."
"I am still of some use to you." Vlad said this slightly angrily, but still sat down, no longer as elegant as before. His expression seemed a little restless, and it was obvious that his wife's importance to him far exceeded Manfred's stealing of the blood ring.
What an irony for a vampire who is extremely loyal to love.
"It's easy to talk to smart people, that's all. Where should I start talking about this matter." Imrik pointed his index finger on his temple, thought for a moment and said, "The kingdom of the dead is very close, especially for humans. , Moore and Usilian can be equated to a large extent. The souls of the dead are sent to the realm of the gods. It is generally believed that the soul of a vampire is bound in the body, but after actual death, part of the soul will still enter the kingdom of the dead. But you are an exception. Your soul is bound in the blood ring, and its root should be the Ulthulian divine power stolen by Nagash."
A schematic diagram connecting the empire and Nehekhara appeared in front of Vlad, above They are two mortal realms, each connected by a line to a common destination - the realm of souls.
"The passage to the Ulthulian Kingdom has been cut off by Nagash. Assuming that the soul of the Lady reaches Hades, it will be extremely difficult to find it." "
Mor..." Vlad looked at the schematic diagram with a gloomy expression. Having never known the mystery, who would have thought that Maul and Ussarian could actually be equated, but their names and forms of expression are different, and they are the same gods worshiped by different civilizations.
While Vlad was thinking about it, Imric took the lead in telling the implementation plan,
"But the Church of Morr cannot let you do anything blasphemous, including me. The Church of Silence is a very reliable organization. There are few political requirements, but the strength is not bad, which is of great significance to the order race." "What do
you think, there is no need to explain these stakes too much, I am only looking for a way to resurrect Isa, she must not lean on the cold rock wall alone Recall the sufferings of the past."
Vlad's words were firm. It seemed that on the way to resurrecting his dead wife, nothing could stop this strong love. Even if he died again, Isa must stand by his side.
Imrik was quite touched and said an inappropriate compliment on this occasion,
"I admire your love for your wife."
"The opportunity lies in the big black pyramid and Nagashzar, the Lord of the Dead. Controlling the passage connecting Nehekhara to the underworld, as long as you capture Nagash's legacy, you can resurrect the noble lady."
The legacy of the Lord of the Dead.
Speaking of this, Vlad's face turned green. As someone who had personally worked under Nagash, he knew how terrifying its power was.
Even if he only has his will left in the black pyramid and his bones in Nagashiza, he is by no means an existence that can be easily dealt with.
Putting aside Nagash's will, entering the Black Pyramid must first overcome the two biggest obstacles.
Loyal servant Arkhan, the immortal emperor Settra, he doesn’t even have a second body now, and it is simply a dream to win.
He was full of doubts and was not going to talk in circles,
"Why do I believe that Nagash has a way to seize souls from the underworld, and what is your purpose? This matter does not seem to be of any benefit to the elves. ."
"You know better than me whether Nagash has this ability. As for the purpose..." Imrik looked at Katrin, who was still frantically piling ice cubes on his body, and Manfred who continued to Arkhan, who injected black magic into his body, said,
"The undead need a master to prevent them from wandering around like mad dogs. Compared with other undead, only you and Ablash are qualified candidates." "
But Abora. It is very difficult to control, you have no ambition for power, and your crazy love for your wife and your determination to never give up power make you a good candidate. Are you satisfied with this answer, Count Sylvania——Vlad Von Carstein."
(End of chapter)