Chapter 153: Lanqifu's Glory to the World

In the bedroom on the second floor of Lichtens Castle.

Princess Alexia sat on the edge of the bed, her lifeless eyes reflecting endless despair, like a bird imprisoned waiting to die.

Hearing the faint noise coming from the basic layer, she knew that the blood count had arrived.

Soon the Count would kill everyone in the sanctuary and come to the second floor to find her.

However.

She looked out the window and through the gorgeous carved window frame, she found that the sky was gradually getting brighter!

Then, Alexia began to move. She slowly walked to the window and gently placed her palm against the cold glass.

Her haggard and stunned face was vaguely reflected on the glass, but even on the second floor, she could feel the warm light overflowing from the first floor. This light passed through every glass of the chapel, as if it had the power to illuminate the entire courtyard and even the mountains and forests!

The sky was deep and mysterious, and on this night, it seemed to be burning with a soft flame.

"This light...it actually...actually looks like the real scorching sun..."

Her voice was faint and persistent in the air, as if she was praying to a savior who existed only in her imagination.

"Is this your power..."

Alexia's face was filled with emotion.

This was the first time she began to doubt—

Every word Lanqi said was not to deceive her.

Although common sense tells us that the sun cannot rise at midnight.

But it seemed that the intuition that permeated every part of her body was telling her that this light might really have the power to overwhelm the blood moon.

…

At the same time in the present world, at the Jera Memorial Square of Ikerita Academy.

Centered on an open-air giant screen.

The diffuse light paints the night world with a layer of charming glass color.

At this moment, the pure white outdoor giant screen seemed to have become the center of the campus. It occupied the sight of all students and seemed to take away everyone's voice, making them all look at the somewhat dazzling crystal screen in great silence.

The students sitting on the steps of the square, drinking hot drinks, stared at the giant screen intently.

Their eyes were filled with shock, surprise, confusion, and excitement! Although they could easily tell that the card Lanqi used was the orange epic magic card [Glorious Virtue] that he had completed in the registered card maker exam, which could summon a small sun of extreme brightness and no harm to interfere with the sight of all targets, and the radiance effect gradually increased in a confined space, and gradually weakened in an open terrain.

But from the beginning to the end, no one thought that it would be like the real sun! ! However, the shrill roar of Count Palocas was the most authoritative certification.

[Glorious Virtue] is not only effective against vampires, but its effect is unparalleled!

"Why, why does his [Glorious Virtue] have the power of the sun?!"

Finally, a student spoke up, full of disbelief.

Even if Lanqi gave it the shape and properties of the sun, it would ultimately be just a false sun.

Unless, the material used to make this magic card also has an essential connection with the sun!

"Could it be that the unnamed light element stone originally came from the sun? But...how did Lanqi recognize it?"

Even though there are so many things they don’t understand at this moment, they know that the familiar feeling is back, all back!

The challenger side once again sounded the clarion call for a counterattack!

"Principal Lan! Teach the vampire Count a lesson!"

"Let the vampires see the might of us humans!"

Suddenly, cheers and shouts like a tsunami rang out in the Jera Memorial Square.

…

Lichtens Castle has been transformed into a pure white glazed church.

"I come from the human race, and I will do my best for them."

Lanqi seemed to be able to hear the voices of his classmates on the Ikerita campus, and he muttered to himself lightly.

And he was far away from the banquet table.

Under the incandescent light, Count Palocas' body was coated with a silver-white color. His already pale skin became as thin as paper, revealing the color of blood vessels, as if it would break with just a slight touch! "Watch my fist!"

The executioner strode on the stone slabs of the church. Every step was like a hammer hitting Count Palocas' heart. The huge axe in the executioner's hand chopped towards Count Palocas with such violent force that it almost lifted the air away.

At the moment the axe fell, Count Palocas' eyes were still in so much pain that he couldn't open them. His fighting instinct made him raise his arms with all his strength to block.

There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!

With a loud bang, sparks flew and a loud noise like metal colliding broke out. The Earl relied on his seventh-level physical fitness to block the axe, but his body was like a boat shaking in a storm, and he took several steps back.

"Despicable human beings!!!"

Count Palocas roared in disbelief.

Is this what is called "seeing the fist"? ! The shameless axe warrior actually bullied him and now he has lost his sight! The earl's sleeves were torn, and two hideous wounds were left on his forearms. Both hands were trembling with pain.

"Take my sword, Count."

Before the Earl could react, the Paladin's majestic and upright voice sounded behind the Earl.

He didn't know when he was standing on the other side of the light. The silver armor he was wearing was coated with a layer of golden luster by the sunlight, and in his hand he held a holy sword that seemed to illuminate the world.

Every step he took as he rushed closer was like a rhythmic drumbeat, striking deeply in Count Palocas' heart.

The sound of the sword tip sliding across the ground and getting closer brought pressure like the sea water flooding a ship, making Count Palocas alert in the darkness where he could not open his eyes.

However, at some point the Paladin had already dropped the sword in his hand and charged at the Count. With the sound of the hilt falling to the ground, the Paladin's hands had already fiercely chopped the Count Palocas's temples on both sides of his head, causing Count Palocas to faint and almost fall down.

The male guard stood in the corner like a ghost, the dagger in his hand flashing a cold light.

Count Palocas already felt a little out of consciousness, and before he could recover, he felt a chill of death coming from in front of him.

Before he could guess what the attack was, the male guard held the dagger in both hands and slammed it down on the top of Palocas' head.

"Pain pierces my soul!"

The poet of great love used her cheerful and beautiful voice in the distance to accompany the attacks of the three people.

She seemed so happy that she was about to dance, and she waved her slender arms behind the banquet table like a cheerleader, cheering for the main players in the front row.

"You bastard succubus-!!! Don't let me catch you!!!"

Count Palocas' bones gradually deformed under various despicable attacks. He was so angry that he wanted to die but had no place to vent! His skin could not withstand the sharp blade, and his blood rolled out like boiling water!

(End of this chapter)