Templar Sun King

There was no warning or sound, the young man seemed to emerge from the void.

Just one appearance made Alas and Martin, who were already afraid of the name of the blood race, despair.

Even Adam didn't see exactly how the vampires appeared in the camp. He only sensed the coming of darkness, and then a figure appeared in the camp.

"Good evening, gentlemen." The handsome blood clan performed a courtesy among nobles.

"Jerome of the Johnson family has met everyone, especially this young mage who is very good at white magic. Your performance surprised me. If you can bring your head back to the castle, believe me, you will definitely become the best Beautiful booty."

The magnetic voice of this vampire named Jerome spread in the camp, and the tone was very soft, like a whisper between lovers, but the content was chilling.

"And this chubby businessman, I finally found you!"

With just one sentence, Martin, who was already too frightened, trembled, and a drop of cold sweat fell from his forehead.

"But before I deal with you, I think this Mage would prefer to say hello to me." When Jerome finished saying this, his whole body gradually dispersed.

The next moment, his body appeared less than one meter away from Adam, and a palm stretched out to Adam's chest.

Although Adam had fully focused his attention when the blood clan entered the camp, he still did not react for a while in the face of the vampire clan's elusive attack.

However, the militiamen who had been guarding Adam's side reacted and protected Adam behind him while stabbing the trident in his hand.

In the blink of an eye, the figure of the blood race Jerome appeared again at the gate of the camp. This time, there was a **** heart in his hand, which belonged to the militiaman just now.

The militiamen who lost their hearts fell to the ground, but the remaining six militiamen clung to the trident in their hands without fear, and protected Adam in the middle.

Even though he knew that what Fox lost was just a body that carried consciousness, Adam still felt uncomfortable.

It is completely different from the feeling of losing a class in the game. Facing the **** fact, Adam realized for the first time that this is a real world. If he is careless, what he loses is not just as simple as a class.

He casually threw the heart in his hand on the ground, and Jerome showed a mocking smile on his face.

"I seem to sense the anger in your heart, but it's of no use. Let me think about it, a mage who offended our Johnson family last time was transformed into the lowest blood slave by the elders of the family, and was finally put under the scorching sun. Sunshine to death. Forgot to tell you, he is also a white mage just like you."

Everyone in the camp was horrified by the vampire Jerome's move.

In all fairness, if the vampires attacked themselves just now, they would not end up much better. Thinking of this, they sadly found that the little confidence they had left seemed to have disappeared.

Even the middle-aged mage of the Martin Caravan is praying secretly in his heart, hoping that the power of everyone in the joint camp can escape from this terrifying blood race.

But when he thought of the strength of the blood clan's bronze rank and the great reputation of the blood clan, despair engulfed him little by little.

For Adam, a powerful white mage, Jerome didn't plan to kill him right from the start.

He has heard that in the human kingdom, the butcher will let the lamb run continuously before beheading it. It is said that the meat of the lamb after killing it is more delicious. The same is true for human beings, angering him, humiliating him, torturing him, and struggling with anger, unwillingness, and despair before dying. Only such blood is more mellow.

If the object is a young and beautiful virgin, the taste of blood is definitely more sweet.

However, what surprised Jerome was that the young mage did not act impulsively at the first time. He showed a sad expression and stretched out his hands as if he wanted to touch the dead warrior who fell to the ground.

Ha, what's the use of being sad? But what happened next made Jerome's eyes widen.

The body of the warrior who lost his heart suddenly disappeared. If there was still a pool of blood on the ground, and there was a heart not far away from him, Jerome would have thought that everything just now was an illusion, and that warrior never existed.

Jerome felt uncomfortable with the enormous curiosity and fear of the unknown. Not only Jerome, but everyone in the camp was surprised, or rather shocked.

Only Adam felt that the moment the militiaman's body returned to the sanctuary space, it turned into a ray of light and spread out.

With two dry laughs, Jerome calmed himself down. He was just a white mage of the black iron rank. There was nothing to make a fuss about. Everything just now was just a trick.

After so comforting himself, Jerome pretended not to care and said, "I don't care what tricks you're playing, but noble Johnson has to be serious."

When he finished saying this, his body disappeared again as before.

This time, Adam finally felt it. Jerome isn't using any magic, but his movement speed is terrifying, combined with the dim lighting in the camp and his pre-emptive appearance, it all seems like he can be in another place at any time. .

If it was during the day, he would just move faster.

"Shaen!" Adam spit out a name, and seven holy lights appeared in front of the militiamen. When the holy light dissipated, there were seven marshmallow-like spherical creatures floating in the air. It was Adam who came from the church. Seven light spirits summoned from space.

When the Holy Light appeared, Jerome subconsciously stopped moving. He had seen the fate of the vampire who was shrouded in the Holy Light just now.

Although he felt disdain for Adam's holy light in his heart, his body was still very loyal to his instinct to stop, which made him feel a little ashamed. Members of the noble and great Johnson family are actually frightened by the white magic of a human.

Under Jerome's vigilant and curious eyes, the seven light spirits circled Adam and the six militiamen. At the same time, seven rays of light emerged from the round body of light and fell in front of Adam and the militiamen, turning into shields composed of light energy.

Templar spell, holy shield!

If you use this spell at the beginning, you don't have to lose a militia.

Adam reflected for a moment in his heart, and then forgot all these things. Now, killing this vampire is the most important thing. Now is the time to fight back. UU reading www.uukanshu.com

"May the Holy Light bless you, Mr. Jerome." When Adam said this, Arras swore that he seemed to be in the most sacred temple.

But God knows, he has never been to any god's temple, but he just felt that feeling.

In fact, not only Arras standing by Adam's side, but even the adventurers and Martin in the camp felt this way, as if they had encountered the most devout priest preaching, and they couldn't help but worship him.

What? Jerome didn't realize what it meant at all, but right away he knew what it meant.

A holy light shot out from Adam's hands, and Jerome wanted to dodge when he saw the light appearing in Adam's hands.

The speed of the blood race is fast, but the speed of light is even faster. Just when the body evaded this instruction had not had time to complete, a complete healing technique had already landed on his body.

Just a few minutes ago, two vampires were purified by this holy light.

Now it was Jerome's turn. He felt that his body was no longer his own. Light penetrated into his body from every pore of his body, and the most violent reaction occurred. He had to close his eyes and cover his face tightly, he had a hunch that if he didn't, his eyes would disappear completely in this holy light.

Jerome finally couldn't hold back the severe pain that came from his body, and screamed out, which was comparable to the howl of a vampire before.

The clothes on his back were torn apart, and a pair of bat-like wings stretched out from his back. Jerome, shrouded in the Holy Light, finally showed his most powerful fighting form.

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