In an instant, countless blood threads escaped from Oro's limbs, and soon turned into blood arrows that chased after the fleeing rebels in arcs.
"ah!!!"
The last rebel soldier suddenly screamed and fell to the ground, a sharp pain shooting through his thigh. When he looked back, he discovered that his thigh had been riddled with holes by the pursuing blood streaks, and blood was gushing out.
That's not all. To the rebel's horror, he suddenly discovered that his blood seemed to be infected, turning into blood streaks that danced in the air.
He could only feel his body temperature rising higher and higher, his internal organs burning painfully inside him, and as soon as he opened his mouth, he felt a fire burning in his throat, which was so dry and painful.
"Help me! Help me!"
The fallen rebel forced himself to scream, his hoarse voice bursting with power in the face of desperation, miraculously causing the rebels around him to involuntarily stop in their tracks.
He stopped and looked back, his trembling eyes filled with the tragic sight of the fallen rebels, and he saw his legs suddenly burst into dark red flames.
Amidst the raging fire, some nimble figures could be faintly seen!
“Those…those are vampire blood streaks.”
Someone murmured to themselves, their pupils gradually widening as time passed.
Suddenly, he came to his senses and shouted, "Run!"
Unfortunately, it was too late.
The moment they chose to stay put, they were already destined to have their names erased from the Book of Life and Death. Now that they're running away, they don't even have time to think of their last words.
Soon, the dark red flames on the fallen rebels suddenly burst forth, and countless strands of blood drifted out from their charred corpses, easily tearing through the clothes of the rebels along the way.
With their skin exposed, the intense pain made them all look at the wound. They could see the redness and swelling on the skin, with drops of blood slightly oozing out, and a few dark red flames swirling around the curly leg hair.
Buzz!
Instantly, dark red flames erupted from its body, and countless rebels fell like wheat being harvested.
They struggled and crawled forward with difficulty, but all their efforts could not change their fate of being burned to ashes.
Their own blood will also become a breeding ground for Fagga's poisonous insects, becoming part of the [Burning Sacrifice: Blood Silk Journey].
Gradually, life ceased to exist inside the factory.
Amidst the raging flames, Fagar slowly floated to the ground, still clutching Oro's collar in his palm.
Looking at the mess on the ground, Fagar gradually turned his gaze away from the raging fire and slowly shifted it to the Oro Crazed in his hand.
He's not dead yet.
Or rather, Fagga used some special methods to keep him alive.
However, although he didn't die, he wasn't in much better shape.
For vampires, calculating exactly how much blood a human needs to sustain life while simultaneously depriving them of their ability to move is an essential skill.
And Fagga is undoubtedly the best among them.
"How is it? It's not comfortable to have your hands and feet so cold, like they're dead. You can clearly feel how terribly cold your hands and feet are, like ants crawling on them, but you can't control them at all."
Fagar forcefully lifted Olo's collar to eye level, his eyes bloodshot.
Olo's lips trembled, and he was sweating profusely. Upon hearing Fagga's voice, he immediately raised his head and looked at him with a pitiful expression, as if grasping at a lifeline, pleading, "Kill me, please kill me."
It's not just ants crawling; even if centipedes and cockroaches were crawling into Auro's mouth, he wouldn't feel it would be more painful than being bled.
According to science, this amount of bleeding should have been fatal, but he didn't die!
Not only did he not die, but he could also clearly feel every nerve in his body wailing and crying out in extreme anemia!
The intense pain surged to the brain, a pain so intense it was almost maddening.
What's even more frustrating is that, even though his limbs are still on his body, he has lost the ability to control them and can't even cry with his head in his hands!
"No rush, answer a few questions for me first."
Fagar looked around, then his eyes lit up as if he had suddenly discovered something. He waved his hand and sent out a piece of ether crystal, which embedded itself in a chair hidden in a corner not far away. He then grabbed it and shoved Olo onto it.
As a member of Victoria, even when facing enemies, one should strive to maintain an elegant and composed demeanor, as well as respect for the enemy.
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