blood of cain

Chapter 22

It didn't take long for the four of Oka to enter the ancient tomb. It seemed that in order to confirm the meaning of meeting on a narrow road and narrowing the enemy's road, they ran into Senjie who had just entered the tomb.It was almost like an arrangement of fate. The two people stood face to face under the altar in the deepest part of the ancient tomb, staring at each other. Time seemed to be frozen at this moment, and the air seemed to be enchanted, making it hard to breathe.

Once someone moves, a fierce battle will begin.

Sen Jie is still wearing a black windbreaker that reaches to his heels, holding a slender gentleman's stick in his hand, and a gentleman's hat of the same color on his head. He looks polite and gentle, but in such a dark altar, the candle reflects The light from the light only slightly illuminates the area below his chest, as well as the right hand that is pinching the brim of the hat and wrapped in a white glove.

His handsome and resolute face was entirely hidden in the darkness, and when he turned his head slightly, he could vaguely see that weird and cruel smile.

He stood there indifferently, covered by the brim of his hat, unable to know where he was looking.

Oka's face was ashen. Under Kamarilla's tight lock, Sen Jie could still get in and out so easily. It's no wonder he wasn't depressed.

Charlotte was still sitting on Oka's shoulders, put her hands around Oka's neck, glanced at her head with disdain, and hummed loudly.

But Joyce's reaction was relatively silent, and he kept a vigilant eye on Sen Jie from the beginning to the end. As the extremely powerful Bruhe clan patriarch, he had the most direct and in-depth understanding of power.How powerful Sen Jie is, perhaps he is the one who knows best.

Every time this kind of stiff and embarrassing situation seems to rely on Gladstone, who is like a diplomat, I saw Gladstone confusedly laughing: "Aha! Look who this is, hahaha, Isn't this Senjie! Long time no see, it's really fate."

As he spoke, he wanted to get close to Sen Jie, but Oka quickly grabbed him by the collar.Feeling Oka's anger, Gladstone sighed in his heart, and then said solemnly: "Hey, everyone has something to say, this is not a place for us to discuss, if you anger the ancestors, you will suffer retribution of."

"Retribution? That must be when the ancestors are still there." Sen Jie turned to face the altar, gently lifted the brim of his hat with his right index finger, and glanced emotionlessly at the four people on the left with his blood-colored eyes, with a deep and elegant voice, With a sense of irony.

As soon as Sen Jie's words came out, the four of Oka were stunned for a long time, and when they reacted and quickly looked towards the altar, they were all dumbfounded.

At the top of the winding stairs, there is a huge coffin, painted dark purple, just the size of a person, wide in front and narrow in back.

However, the coffin lid that was supposed to be on the coffin was thrown aside and thrown on the ground casually. On the lid, there was a dark red cross. Inside the coffin.

Suddenly, a strange gust of wind blew by, and following the wind, flying to Sen Jie, there were flower petals all over the sky, blood red, as if a sword had just been pierced from the chest, hot blood sprayed in the air and danced slowly.

Bursts of seductive, cold fragrance drilled into the nose, invading with an unstoppable momentum, that intoxicating fragrance, vaguely carried the domineering aura of a king, destroying their resistance without any leeway.

The blood in his chest was boiling instantly, every cell in him was excited, such a trembling feeling, he seemed to have only felt it once when he was mutated.

Following this familiar trembling, he walked up slowly and involuntarily.The stairs are gradually decreasing, but the throbbing in his heart is getting more and more intense. He can hardly stand the strong stimulation. There is only one thought in his mind: Hurry up, I want to go up, I want to go up.

Oka frowned and looked at Sen Jie who was walking up, feeling strange in his heart, how could he, who is usually the most cautious, walk up without any reason?Could it be that he already knew something?

Immediately, Oka followed closely behind and followed.

Charlotte, who was sitting on Oka's shoulder, yawned boredly, and casually glanced at the top of the altar, because her vision was higher than Oka's and Senjie's, so she had a panoramic view of everything that happened.

Behind the dark purple noble coffin, the huge oil painting slowly unfolded. Charlotte stared at the person in the painting with wide eyes.

On the tall European-style imperial chair, the tall and straight man, with his long and slender right hand wrapped in white gloves, gently held the goblet. The wine in the glass was blood-red, flashing dim fluorescence. His posture was lazy and his movements were elegant. Leisurely.

This man, with blue eyes as deep as the ocean, and dark black hair, is gorgeous and charming.

There is also the cross on his forehead, the texture is torn, and it is weird and gloomy, making him full of despair and evil.

Charlotte's shock cannot be described in any language she has understood over the past ten thousand years. In her heart, there is only deep admiration and fear.

This is their father, the god in their hearts, whether he disappears or not, will affect the generations to come.

As long as the blood family lives, their beloved father will never disappear.

Suddenly, something went wrong with that huge oil painting.

Countless red invisible tentacles stretched out quickly, entangled Sen Jie tightly in one breath!

Charlotte yelled: "Dangerous, go back!"

Oka jumped backwards at the fastest speed, his figure dropped rapidly in the air, and the windbreaker flapped and made a hunting sound.

When Oka landed, the sound of intense friction against the ground lasted for a long time before it stopped. He stood away from the stairs and joined Gladstone and Joyce.

Just when they were about to breathe a sigh of relief, suddenly, a whine made the four of them tremble!

Fear, sadness, despair, grief...all negative emotions are conveyed in one whine after another.

The four of Oka quickly looked at the tall and proud figure on the altar. At this moment, his background looked so lonely and decadent, with his hands tightly hugging his head, the gentleman's hat had been thrown aside, and his long blood-red hair was flying wildly.

At this moment, Sen Jie only knows how to kill, and he wants to kill!Kill all those who bully him!

The bloodthirsty factor in the body seemed to resonate with this ancient sea tomb, the blood was rushing and rolling, and Sen Jie heard his heart beating rapidly, his sharp fangs were exposed, and his blood-red eyes seemed to be bleeding.

Oka groaned in his heart, this Sabat leader who has always been calm, cruel and rational, has completely lost his mind now!

He fixed Charlotte on his shoulders, and quickly retreated to the outer hall side by side with Gladstone, with Joyce covering at the end.

"Uh, uh, uh...ah, ah, uh..." Sen Jie's crazy eyes gradually spread out, and he shook his head with all his strength, but everything in front of him was unbearable for him, and his body could no longer bear it. self-control.

The sharp fangs pierced his lips. Under his crazy expression, he was struggling in pain. With a strong wave of his white gloved left hand, the door that Oka and the others were about to pass closed suddenly!

Damn!

Cursing fiercely in his heart, Oka remained calm. He stopped and turned to face Sen Jie's direction. Now, he could only try his best.

A one-to-four overwhelming battle is about to unfold with the opposite strength.