Supplier of Heaven

0Luckily, the next moment, the grey-robed vampire covered his chest with one hand and threw Fillet out.    

    

There was a cross in front of his chest. He kneeled on the ground, raised his head and glared hatefully at Fillet, who was lying on the ground, and said, "You're actually a Blood Hunter?"    

    

Fillet spat out a mouthful of blood. He looked at the grey-robed vampire and said, "Only lowly mixed bloods would be afraid of a Blood Hunter's silver weapon."    

    

"I'm a sixth generation pureblood, I'm not a hybrid. I'm about to evolve successfully, shut up." The grey-robed vampire shouted crazily.    

    

The other two vampires noticed them, looked at each other, and nodded. After confirming that they couldn't capture Lu Ying, the two of them got to the side of the grey-robed vampire after giving Lu Ying a successful attack.    

    

At this moment, Wynand, together with Freyr and the other vampires, rushed into the altar.    

    

Freyr looked over and saw that Fillet was lying on the ground and injured. She ran over to Fillet and hugged him. Fillet patted her arm, gently comforting her.    

    

He wanted to hug Freyr, but he suddenly remembered the sticky feeling in his neck, so he pushed Freyr away and got Freyr to give him a purification skill. When he was clean, he hugged Freyr and kissed him to comfort him.    

    

This all happened in the rear. In front of them, the clan leader was naturally on top.    

    

Win Trader led a group of vampires to confront the three vampires.    

    

From the moment the three vampires saw the Tryde vampires, they all huddled together and retreated a few meters.    

    

The chief glanced at the silver plate on the chest of the grey robed vampire and said disdainfully, "Lowly hybrid."    

    

The eyes of the three vampires turned red, their veins popping as they said, "You are the useless pureblood, we are about to evolve into the sixth generation pure-blooded. We will definitely defeat you."    

    

"Hmph, just six generations." "A lowly bloodline is nothing to fear."    

    

"Don't be too arrogant, you won't have a good ending." The three vampires cursed as they retreated.    

    

"Hmph, surrender." With a cold harrumph, the Clan Chief lifted his hand and waved it coldly.    

    

The three vampires kneeled on the floor, prostrated, and said respectfully: "Submit."    

    

"Who are you? Who is your master? "What do you want?" the patriarch asked.    

    

"We are a mulatto from the Morrisya family, and our master is one of the Thirteen Blood Clans. All of our actions are guided by our master." The red vampire said.    

    

"Which one of the Thirteen Bloodlines is your master?" The chief asked.    

    

"We don't know. We've never seen him before. Eight hundred years ago, he suddenly appeared before us and gave Momorusia the ability to live forever. After that, Momorulia swore to be loyal to him. The red vampire said.    

    

"Oh? So what did he tell you to do? " the patriarch said.    

    

"Murder and food." The red vampire said.    

    

"His food?" the patriarch asked coldly.    

    

"Some are, some are not. Every other year, he needs to eat the blood of a young and beautiful woman. He also needs a large amount of blood as an offering." The red vampire said.    

    

"What is the divine ceremony?" the patriarch asked.    

    

"For our future, bring out our true gods. Vampires will rule this world." The red vampire said.    

    

"Who is this True God?" The chief continued to ask.    

    

"Yes …"    

    

Before the red vampire could finish, a gust of wind blew past him. The three vampires disappeared.    

    

The Chief spread his wings and made a grasping motion in the air with both hands. A vampire appeared in the sky to his left.    

    

When Zheng Kai saw the vampire, his pupils contracted. Wasn't this vampire the same as Sissy that he met in the alley before? He's the Thirteen Blood Tribe? The motor still looked like Sissy.    

    

"Oh, so it's our compatriots. Since you've come, why didn't you say anything and just left? It doesn't seem polite at all, does it?" the patriarch said.    

    

"Heh, they are all five generations of pure blood, no one is more noble than anyone else, why must you put on airs with me? Wouldn't it be better for us to part ways here? " Sissy said.    

    

"Not good. Return my captive and I'll let bygones be bygones." the patriarch said.    

    

"You're not going to let this go?" Sissy said with a cold expression.    

    

"It's not that I'm not willing to give up, it's that you're too greedy and want to return the person back." The clan leader was unrelenting.    

    

"I've already sent him away, so don't even think about it." Sissy immediately refused.    

    

"Then don't even think about leaving." The clan head had an indifferent expression.    

    

"Hmph." Sissy let out a cold snort and shot a sound wave at the chief.    

    

The Chief spread his wings and drew a circle with his hands, pushing the sound wave back.    

    

Sissy flapped his wings and crossed his arms in front of him.    

    

The two of them fought back and forth, affecting the innocent and causing countless deaths.    

    

The vampire behind the chief was hit by the shockwave of the attack, and was blown away like a flower from heaven. He fell to the ground, and there were only two or three people left standing.    

    

Fillet held Freyr in his arms, opened his fifth generation bloodline's power and acted as a barrier for Freyr. However, Freyr couldn't help but cover his ears.    

    

The two of them each cast a spell, and the altar was blasted into smithereens.    

    

The two fought back and forth without holding back. Large chunks of stone began to fall from the altar.    

    

Soon, the pillars supporting the altar collapsed as well. A third of the altar collapsed with a loud bang.    

    

The two of them had no intention of stopping.    

    

With his last bit of conscience, Mao Bayi dragged his battered body to Fillet's side and hid behind Zhang Jike. There was no other way. There was only this little safe place, so he had to repay the kindness with his life. Therefore, asking Zhang Jike to help him block the rock was nothing. When Mao Bayi thought of this, he felt that everything was fine.    

    

Lu Ying saw that even the individual's strength was very high, so he was temporarily unable to interfere. He also stood beside Fillet, watching the battle and protecting everyone.    

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An exchange between experts was very exciting, and Zheng Kai was enjoying himself watching it from the side.    

    

With Zheng Kai's assistance, the Patriarch not only recovered his vitality, but also became stronger. Therefore, he did not care much about the fact that he was facing another Pure Blood of the same rank.    

    

He had wanted to end the battle quickly and get rid of the other party. He could go back to watch the TV show "Country Love Story Nine" as soon as possible. There were only two episodes left before the finale.    

    

Unfortunately, her imagination was running wild. There was no way she could deal with her opponent in just a few moments. She had only warmed up the opponent's body.    

    

Sensing that the opponent's strength was extraordinary, the Patriarch didn't dare to lower his guard and went all out.    

    

Who would've thought that even after the house collapsed, the two of them still hadn't come to a conclusion.    

    

The chief threw out a high-level magic. He suddenly paused in the process, and his heart leaped into his throat. He had a bad premonition.    

    

Staring at the other party's position, his jaw dropped in shock and he was rendered speechless.    

    

It turned out that there was someone else standing where Sissy was.    

    

With his white hair, red eyes, snow-white skin, and white suit, this was a huge contrast against the pair of black wings on his back.