Became a god from the blood baron

Chapter 19 I'm Not Ryan

If I use witchcraft...

If I'd shot all out from the start...

If it wasn't for being afraid of the Victor family, afraid of killing their genius and getting into trouble...

The blue-eyed werewolf lay on the ground, thinking weakly and angrily.

Unfortunately, there are not so many ifs in the world.

Only results.

As a result, he was severely injured and dying, and he had no power to turn the tables.

However, he was unwilling, he regretted it!

He doesn't agree! !

Not far away, Meng Yan fell to the ground.

Come over step by step.

despair!despair!despair!
The blue-eyed werewolf heard the approaching footsteps, and the anger and resentment in his eyes quickly dissipated, replaced by a strong sense of fear.

He came, he came to kill me.

I'm dying!

I don't want to die!

The blue-eyed werewolf wanted to struggle, he wanted to leave, to escape from here, to escape from that weird and outrageous blood clan with strong flesh.

However, he was seriously injured.

Even moving was accompanied by excruciating pain, let alone getting up.

suddenly,

The blue-eyed werewolf felt his eyes dim.

A shadow looms over.

Meng Yan had already walked to his side, looking down at him.

"Please... you, don't kill... me."

Intermittent words spit out word by word from the mouth of the blue-eyed werewolf.

Meng Yan's eyes were indifferent.

Looking at the dying werewolf, there was no mercy in his eyes.

If he hadn't been promoted to Viscount Bloodline.

If it was Ryan before.

The dark blue magical giant claw that the blue-eyed werewolf used to attack the silver-white car was enough to cause serious injury or death directly.

Meng Yan raised his hand.

Blood can gather and condense into blades.

Fall.

The blood energy flying blade pierced deeply into the brain of the blue-eyed werewolf, and twisted.

Red, white, all over the place.

Meng Yan's face remained unchanged.

The five years he just passed through.

In order to study the godhead, it is not that he has not killed people.

He was no longer that ordinary young man on Blue Star who would yell for a long time to kill a chicken.

Puff.

A light blue spar flew out of the blue-eyed werewolf's tattered head.

On the surface of the light blue spar, there are also some sky blue veins surrounding it.

This is a magic crystal of a werewolf.

A magic crystal of a second-level junior werewolf.

Like the blood core of the blood race, the magic crystal is the power core of the werewolf and the core of life.

Inside the magic crystal is where the soul of the werewolf resides.

Meng Yan grabbed the magic crystal, and then crushed the light blue spar in his hand with force.

An inexplicable soul fluctuation escaped from the light blue spar fragments, and then disappeared abruptly.

As long as the soul body touched by Meng Yan will be absorbed by the godhead.

The soul of the blue-eyed werewolf has completely disappeared.

Soul consciousness dissipates.

All the memories were received by Meng Yan, and one memory picture after another appeared in his mind. He just briefly scanned them, and temporarily buried these memories, and then dug them out for use when needed.

The energy of the soul itself, turned into pure nutrients, strengthened the part of the godhead that belonged to Meng Yan.

His drop of water, which fell into the sea, spread a little more.

The control over the godhead has improved a bit.

The pure energy released continuously from the godhead has obviously become more than before in a unit of time.

Meng Yan was very satisfied.

In the godhead, the more pure energy is released, the faster his strength will improve.

The physical body will be strengthened and stronger.

The blood energy level can also be continuously improved,
He glanced at the corpse of the blue-eyed werewolf, but ignored it for the time being.

Suspended again, flew to the southeast.

Not far in that direction.

John is trying to contain the werewolf Mark.

Mark has now sensed that the breath of the blue-eyed werewolf has disappeared.

Shocked, he just wanted to run away.

However, John stared at him firmly, and the blood energy flying blade in his hand was ready to go.

With the blood energy of John's top baron level, he could have manipulated nine blood energy flying blades.

But after all, he has just learned the basic magic of this blood race, and he can't use it freely.

He took a very smart approach.

Concentrate on condensing a blood energy flying blade and attack Mark from a distance.

Once Mark approached, he immediately left the place. With the speed of the top baron level, he could easily avoid Mark's pursuit.

In this way, it was difficult for Mark to get close to John.

When Mark wanted to leave the battlefield, John manipulated the blood energy flying blade to attack from a long distance away.

Moreover, John also used the first-order blood magic, the scarlet round shield.

A shield that was only half the size of a normal bright red round shield was condensed and held in his hand.

Occasionally, Mark released a magic giant claw to attack, and he couldn't dodge in time, so he used the small bright red round shield in his hand to temporarily block the attack, and then opened the distance again.

so repeatedly.

As if "flying a kite" to contain Mark.

Meng Yan nodded secretly, John did a good job.

The blood energy flying blade is not proficient, so it only condenses a flying blade.

The bright red round shield was not completely mastered, so it shrunk in size and condensed into a small shield that could be temporarily used.

Coupled with the "flying a kite" tactic, Mark really has no choice for a while.

"John, step back, leave the rest to me."

Meng Yan's voice came over.

John showed joy, the shield and the blood energy flying blade in his hand collapsed, turning into blood energy and returning to his body.

Then he retreated not far away.

Mark turned pale with fright, with beads of sweat appearing on his gray-haired face, and ran away desperately into the distance.

Meng Yan looked at Mark's back with a blank expression on his face. He made a knife with his hand and then waved it.

A huge two-meter-high blood energy flying blade appeared out of thin air and slashed at Mark at an unparalleled speed.

Crash!

Mark's body was directly cut off in the middle.

From the waist down, relying on instinct, he took a few steps forward before falling down.

Due to inertia, the upper body flew forward for a certain distance before falling to the ground.

A lot of blood flowed all over the place.

Mark's face was full of panic and fear.

He was still crawling forward with both hands, still trying to get a little farther away from Meng Yan, a little further...

Meng Yan dodged and came to Mark's side.

In a cold voice:
"If after the last time, you no longer appear in front of me.

I won't bother you either.

But I didn't expect that you were still entangled and insisted on killing me.

This time, I won't let you escape again. "

When Mark heard Meng Yan's words, he suddenly thought of something, as if he had caught a life-saving straw, he hurriedly said:

"Ryan, for Irene's sake, please spare me this time.

I won't bother anymore.

For Irene's sake..."

Speaking of the latter, his voice gradually became weaker, and the profuse bleeding made the remaining half of his body extremely weak.

Meng Yan shook his head and stopped talking.

Point your fingers forward, and a small blood energy flying blade condenses out, aiming at Mark's head.

Mark looked up and saw Meng Yan's indifferent expression, which suddenly turned back to him.

he exclaimed:

"who are you!

You are not Ryan!
Lane will not kill me! "

Meng Yan's pupils shrank, and then quickly regained his composure.

He smiled warmly:
"You're right, I'm not Ryan."

As soon as the words fell, the blood energy flying blade pierced the skull.

Werewolf Mark, dead.

(End of this chapter)