Chapter 367 His Blood Smells Good



Chapter 367 His Blood Tastes Good

This was destined to be an unforgettable scene. Tens of thousands of people in the Riga Fortress witnessed a spectacular battle, and even a century later, the scene that took place in the skies above the Riga Fortress was widely circulated by both the forces of darkness and light.

The light around Heather was bright and dazzling, while the darkness around Isabel was deep and profound. These two opposing extreme colors slowly began to come into contact, eventually rubbing against each other and annihilating one another.

"call...!"

Isabel struck first, bursting out of the darkness and into the light, punching and kicking Heatherine.

Heather also did not use any weapons. Her gauze dress fluttered, and her slender hands displayed incredible strength as she and Isabel began to punch each other.

Qin Mo looked at Heather, who had transformed into light, and felt a mix of emotions. This was the person he was closest to. After Heather left a lock of her hair and quietly departed that day, he thought he didn't know when he would see her again. He never expected that when he saw her again, she would be so strong.

"Is this a good thing or a bad thing?" Qin Mo buried her head in thought for a moment before saying resentfully, "It's a good thing, it must be a good thing!"

The battle above Riga Fortress grew increasingly intense. Isabella had already been blocked from the light by Heatherine, who then charged into the dark world of the other half of the spherical space, carrying her own light, and launched a fierce attack on Isabella.

"Bang bang bang!"

The sounds of fists landing could be faintly heard beyond the thin membrane barrier, causing onlookers to gasp in astonishment. Who were these two women? What kind of bodies could withstand such a brutal beating?

After several loud explosions, the light and darkness vanished simultaneously, revealing two stunningly beautiful women, one in black and one in white.

Isabella, the "Windsor Rose," had a piece of her black dress torn off, revealing her smooth, delicate calves. A tiny bloodstain on her slender, exquisite ankle added a touch of allure to her fair skin.

As for Saint Heatherine... her veil and mask were torn off, revealing her perfect face to everyone for the first time. A bloodstain, like a rose petal, remained on her long neck.

Qin Mo: "Holy crap... what's going on? My wife went to the Korean Plastic Surgery Clinic? She's so beautiful! We've hit the jackpot!"

Elder Rhine: "What... what's going on? Did her cultivation level improve and the scars disappear?"

No one could guess how the scar on Heather's face disappeared; only she herself would occasionally recall in her dreams the drop of liquid that had been passed between her lips from the bottom of the White Sea.

Isabella's pretty face was now furrowed. She stared at the petal-shaped bloodstain on Heatherine's neck for a long time before finally saying uncertainly, "I smell someone else on you! How strange... What's your relationship with Qin Mo?"

Heatherine's eyes narrowed sharply, then returned to normal, and she said coldly, "What's it to you, you old hag?"

Isabella, instead of getting angry, laughed and said, "It really does concern me. If my intuition is correct, the Holy Maiden of the Temple... is no longer holy... is that right?"

Instead of the panic Isabel had expected, Heatherine stared intently at Isabel's ankles, focusing all her senses on them.

Finally, a fierce glint appeared in Heatherine's eyes, and she shouted sharply, "How can his scent be in your blood?"

Isabel remained unmoved by Heatherine's threats. She licked her lips, revealing two small, sharp fangs. "His blood tastes... really good!"

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

Heatherine has always maintained a cold and aloof demeanor, remaining completely silent even during her all-out hand-to-hand combat with Isabel. However, upon hearing Isabel remark that Qin Mo's blood "tastes good," she completely goes berserk, transforming into a violent demon.

It was as if a second sun had appeared in the sky above the Gulf of Riga, bringing great misfortune to the vampires atop the "Crimson Rose" below. One by one, they began to emit smoke, and several barons and viscounts of power and status even let out painful howls.

Despite the excruciating burning pain, Oakes and Mars carried the vampires, who were on the verge of collapse from the holy light, into the cabin and activated the ship's light-blocking system to save them from this undeserved disaster.

"Are you insane, Heatherine? Do you want everyone here to die? Then I'll grant your wish!" Isabel was also furious when she saw her subordinates injured. She had created this fighting space to prevent others from being harmed, but the saintess's rampage caused the holy light to go out of control, penetrating the barrier and sprinkling onto the "Crimson Rose," which was clearly a breach of the line.

With a furious shout, the invisible, membrane-like barrier vanished. Then, enduring the searing pain of the holy light, she lunged forward and unleashed a brutal beating on Catherine.

Without the protection of the spatial barrier, the aftershocks of their battle immediately poured onto the sea. Several small boats moored in the harbor were instantly overturned and smashed by the sudden waves, with screams and cries of agony filling the air.

Meanwhile, tens of thousands of onlookers remained on the shore. Most of them were ordinary people, and if they were hit by the aftershocks, they would have no ability to resist.

Just as the situation was about to get out of control, an exaggerated and loud shout was clearly heard for miles around, naturally reaching the ears of the two beauties who were about to fight to the death.

"My eyes!...My eyes hurt so much!...I can't see!...Am I going blind?!"

Heatherine and Isabel were both moved and stopped at the same time. Then they looked towards the shore and saw a black-haired youth covering his eyes and shouting on a beach outside the fortress. Judging from his tall and handsome figure and his funny and exaggerated posture, who else could it be but Qin Mo?

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