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“Acrylic.”
Acrylic cupped his fist in the other hand towards Fang Heng, his heart filled with a twelvefold surge of fighting spirit.
An extremely strong opponent!
Fang Heng's movements were so fast just now that even he couldn't fully capture them!
So from the start, he didn't intend to test the waters at all, directly using 100% of his strength to enter the vampire secret skill, Blood Ignition state.
Fang Heng looked at Acrylic, a hint of interest in his eyes.
Not bad, this blood energy fluctuation.
It's just that the control is too weak.
Could he be…
A vampire player?
Some time ago, in order to maintain the stability of the clan, and because Fang Heng also needed a large number of high-level vampires to join the Dead World to help participate in the war against the Calamity and assist in transporting supplies, the vampire princes granted some of their clansmen high-level dimensional power.
Among these clansmen, there were a few players who had undergone strict screening.
Loyalty was the most important requirement for review, followed by voluntarily accepting the blood curse from the princes to swear allegiance until death.
Even so, for safety considerations, these players did not participate in high-level tasks such as joining the Dead World.
Fang Heng had roughly glanced at the list back then.
That's right… it seems like there was a name Acrylic…
At this time, affected by the blood energy fluctuations released by Acrylic, the players all looked solemn and retreated towards the rear of the battle circle.
Acrylic hadn't even made a move yet, but the blood energy fluctuations he released were enough to make people feel a burst of fear.
A few days ago, Acrylic had led his vampire team of more than ten people to charge into the alien insect swarm, relying on his powerful physical strength and the vampire's recovery ability to force his way out of the alien insects.
Since then, he had become a god in battle!
The players held their breath and focused, watching Acrylic's every move.
The blood energy power spreading from Acrylic gradually increased, and even a bloody smell appeared in the air, which even Zaka and the others standing next to Fang Heng clearly felt.
Zaka swallowed carefully and said in a low voice: "I've seen Acrylic's information. He is very strong himself, and he is also a high-level vampire, with the blessing of terrifying bloodline abilities. He is very strong."
"Fang Heng is the Lord of the Vampire Apocalypse. I guess his bloodline level shouldn't be low, right?" Zart was a little doubtful and said: "Of course, it is also possible that he conquered the vampire world with the help of other forces."
"No."
Su Guan Tong shook his head and said: "Fang Heng has multiple bloodline abilities. His vampire bloodline ability is very strong. Remember the moves we saw in the desert before? That is a special skill of the vampires."
"Okay, then we're done for."
Zaka's eyes suddenly showed a bit more sympathy when he looked at Acrylic, and he had already begun to mourn for Acrylic.
Your luck is so bad! You can even offend the ancestor of the vampires. Who will die if you don't?
"Bang!"
Acrylic's pupils suddenly shrank.
The punch he threw was easily caught by Fang Heng raising his right hand.
"Underestimate me!?
Acrylic shouted loudly, and the muscles in his right arm instantly swelled again!
But it was still ineffective!
Acrylic was surprised to find that no matter how he urged his strength, his right hand was still stuck and unable to move!
The blood energy fluctuation had clearly been triggered to the limit, but the other party was like a mountain, unable to shake it in the slightest!
Acrylic looked at Fang Heng, a hint of fear in his eyes.
What kind of terrifying power was that!
Even when facing the vampire duke, he had never felt it before.
Under the urging of blood energy, faint drops of blood appeared under Acrylic's skin.
But it was completely ineffective.
His fist was still firmly held by the other party's hand!
Acrylic stared at Fang Heng, his eyes bloodshot.
"Try this move again!"
The blood overflowing from Acrylic's body formed blood beads, which gradually floated in the air.
Acrylic almost gritted his teeth and squeezed out two words from between his teeth: "Blood Explosion!"
"Swoosh! Swoosh swoosh! ! !"
The blood beads floating in the air instantly pounced towards Fang Heng.
Seeing this, Fang Heng's mouth floated a hint of mockery, "Heh, you've learned quite a lot."
What?
Acrylic once again showed an unbelievable look.
Without seeing Fang Heng make any resistance or defensive actions, the blood beads formed by consuming essence blood slowly dissipated as if they had melted into the air after approaching Fang Heng's body.
The blood explosion ability completely failed!
Fang Heng looked at Acrylic, a touch of scarlet appearing in his eyes.
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Acrylic noticed Fang Heng's eyes, and his expression changed drastically.
Vampire!
The other party is also a vampire!
Moreover, judging from the short exchange just now, the other party's strength far exceeded him.
Among the younger generation of vampires, he was sure that he had never seen this person.
Which vampire duke is it? Or a prince?
While Acrylic was in doubt, he suddenly felt the strength on his hand loosen, and before he could react, he immediately felt the blood flow in his body gradually solidify!
What!
Acrylic was shocked!
Blood control!
Not acceleration, but the opposite of stagnation!
I've never heard of such an ability!
And it can still affect him?
At least it has to be a duke-level or above ability.
Acrylic froze in place, desperately trying to control his body to stabilize.
But it was ineffective.
The originally hot skin gradually subsided, and the strength in his body gradually faded due to the slowed blood flow, and he even felt a chill.
Acrylic looked at the person in front of him in horror.
The other party was simply showing off his skills!
With his strength, it would be easy for him to take his own life!
Who is he?
Boss Fang…
Surnamed Fang.
Could it be…
A light flashed in Acrylic's mind, and he suddenly felt that everything made sense.
"Bang!"
Acrylic knelt on both knees, immediately gave up resistance, lowered his head and said softly: "Your subordinate is foolish, your subordinate did not recognize the ancestor… Please, ancestor, punish me for my guilt."
The onlookers couldn't hear what Acrylic was saying, but without exception, they were all surprised.
The fight between the two was far less tragic than they had expected.
It seemed that only Acrylic's punch was caught by Fang Heng, and then after a stalemate for a while, Acrylic actually knelt down and surrendered?
What does it mean?
Even if he failed, he didn't have to kneel down and surrender, right?
What is the origin of that guy?
"Get up."
Acrylic felt the speed of blood flow, regained control of his body, and immediately felt relieved. He hurriedly stood up from the ground, respectfully lowered his head, and dared not look directly at Fang Heng's eyes.
"You've come just in time. I have something to tell you to do."
Acrylic's heart skipped a beat, and he immediately cupped his fist in the other hand and said: "I will do whatever the ancestor orders."
"What did you call me?"
"Ah?" Acrylic was stunned for a moment, then quickly reacted, "Everything is up to 'Boss Fang' to order."
"Not bad, not bad, you have understanding."
Fang Heng patted Acrylic on the shoulder with satisfaction, then walked past him, looked at Wien and his party, "Okay, Wien, I've given you the chance. What do you think? Do you want to try again?"
