Under the night, in the warehouse outside the suburbs, Sora Siliuo lay weakly on the ground, and a spear penetrated from the middle of his chest, nailing him firmly to the earth.

The blood no longer flowed out, and Sora Thousand Liu's face was pale like a ghost.

He muttered like crazy: "How could I lose?"

"I am the son of destiny, how could the son of destiny lose?"

"It's impossible for me to lose."

………

Three extraordinary people who followed Kiriyama Kawasaki to hunt Kota Sixteen, staggered against the wall, looked at Kota Sixteen like a madman, and sneered:

"We are actually treated as a 'blood bank' by such a person?"

One of them pointed at Sora Tsuki with his fingers wrapped around gauze and said, "Do you see if he is nailed to the ground now and looks like a dead dog?"

"Hahaha………"

The three of them smiled, and the bitterness of the past came to their eyes.

There will be retribution in the world after all.

Kiriyama Kawasaki was wearing a thin shirt and sat cross-legged on the bed in the warehouse, slowly recuperating her injuries.

It was not until Ida Ireno's heart was pushed in that he slowly opened his eyes. The calmness in his eyes was not like a person, but like a cold machine.

Ida Irhino just glanced at Kiriyama Kawasaki and couldn't help but look elsewhere.

He felt that Kiriyama Kawasaki was a more terrifying character than Kotatsu Sixteen.

After looking at the bound tightly bound Ida Irhino, Kiriyama Kawasaki stood up and said, "Unlock!"

Ida Ida Ida was quickly untied. He knew his use. This man wanted to use him to control those people in Japan who originally belonged to the Ida community.

But he didn't resist because Ida Iragon knew that this was his only chance to survive.

Otherwise, he would have been nailed to the ground like that "Miyamoto-kun".

Looking at the already crazy "Miyamoto-kun", Ida Iryu couldn't help swallowing.

Kiriyama Kawasaki reached out and picked up a dagger beside the bed and threw it over. The dagger was firmly nailed to the ground, not far from Kotashiri's neck.

This made Sora Shiroshi shudder.

"Don't kill me! Don't kill me!"

Kota Sixteen begged humbly, but no one cared about his words.

Kiriyama Kawasaki looked at Ida Irraku coldly and said, "Now you have a chance to vote for your name."

As he said that, Kiriyama Kawasaki was flying a little further, unbuttoning the seal of Ida's Yilong's Qi body.

Ida Iragon looked at Sora Tsukuba and picked up the dagger. The cold touch of the dagger gave Ida Iragon a different feeling.

It was a dagger that was only ten centimeters.

A dagger that is just ordinary.

But if you hold it in the hands of any extraordinary person at this time, you may have to take the life of Kotoshi Sixteen.

The eyes of Kota-Sixteen, who was nailed to the ground, showed horror.

"You can't do this, don't forget who gave you your glory and wealth."

"No! No! Don't forget, you are my blood slave. If I die, then you can't live."

"You can't kill me, otherwise you won't be alive."

"Yeah?"

Ida Iryu took the dagger in his hand, looked at the reflection of his own on the shaky knife surface, and said, "Didn't anyone tell you? I've read the secrets you have learned."

Ida Iryuki moved his eyes from the sword surface to Kota-Seki's face. Kota-Seki's face turned extremely ugly at this time, if he looked like a ghost just now.

Then the ghost's expression is not as miserable as him now.

Because on the secret book, it is indeed written that can relieve the blood-sucking and eating skills that can help you escape from the identity of a blood slave.

Sora Thousands of Sora felt that his soul had condensed.

If Kiriyama Kawasaki just wanted to kill him, then Ida Irhino wanted to eat him at this time.

Blood-sucking and eating skills are the most domineering method above. It can allow practitioners to quickly have everything that is an extraordinary person.

Sora Nobuo looked at Ida Irna stiffly, and Idai Irna showed him a smile he had never seen before.

"Aoshi XIXI?"

"So Miyamoto is your fake name."

While chatting with Sora Nobuki, Ida was wiping the dagger in his hand. The next moment, he reached out and pressed Sora Nobuki's head and pulled it to the side with force.

Sora Thousands of the Sixteen tried hard to resist, but it was useless.

"No! No! I beg you!"

He wailed and cried, but Ida Iryu turned a blind eye. Instead, he picked up the handkerchief with him and wiped Sora Nobuyuki's neck.

"Stop talking!"

While wiping, Ida Iragon patted his neck, as if the nurse was looking for blood vessels.

"You get nervous as soon as you speak, you get sweaty when you are nervous, and you get dirty when you are sweating. I will have to wipe it a few more times then."

As Ida Iryuki's words sounded, Sora Thousands struggled even more.

However, at this time his struggle was so powerless that Ida Iryuki pressed his hand so hard that he couldn't even tremble.

After wiping, Ida Irenori threw the handkerchief aside and picked up the dagger.

"Crash!"

It was like a flash of cold light, and the dagger opened a big mouth on Sora Thousands of the neck.

The next moment, Ida Yilong pasted like a greedy vampire bat, sucking the only remaining blood essence of Ao Tai Sixteen, plundering his Ao Tai Sixteen's cultivation, memory, and everything else.

As Kota-Six thought, Ida Irhin wanted to eat him.

Sora Sixteen struggled wildly, but it was useless.

Soon, his struggle became weaker and weaker.

But within thirty seconds, Sora Thousands of the Sixteen no longer moved.

In this empty warehouse, in the place where countless "blood banks" once bleed, the culprit who once bleeded was buried here in this way.

Kiriyama Kawasaki watched all this coldly.

He thought it was what Sora Sixteen deserved.

It is also everything you should have before dawn.

As the sound of blood drying came, Akatsuki's entire person had completely turned into a mummy. The mummy quickly decayed, but in an instant it had turned into soil.

Ida Iryu slowly stood up, and he could feel a power he had never felt before wandering inside his body.

At this time, he had completely bid farewell to the identity of the Blood Slave and became the true Blood Lord.

"Owner!"

Ida Iryu bowed slowly toward Kiriyama Kawasaki.

Kiriyama Kawasaki looked at him coldly and said, "If it weren't for your usefulness, I would have killed you. I hope you will show your role."

"Yes!" Ida Iryu said with his head down.

"In addition, I don't want anyone to become a 'blood bank' again. Only those who are deprived of their identity by me can treat it as a blood bank."

Kiriyama Kawasaki looked up with light in her eyes.

“I will shape a new era.”
Chapter completed!