Fast Travel: After turning into an animal, the villain asked me to be his wife

The neck was bitten harder and harder, and Yu Zhen could even hear the blood clan member swallowing continuously.

This made her feel as if her blood had no end, and it flowed into the vampire's lips like a river.

But soon, she felt dizzy and the symptoms of excessive blood loss were showing on her.

Her originally rosy cheeks gradually turned pale. In contrast, Legolas's face, which was pale to the point of being transparent, gradually regained a hint of vitality.

She felt a flash of white in front of her eyes and her whole body began to grow cold. She even felt that her body temperature was almost the same as that of the vampires.

But the vampire's hands were as hard as iron, and her slight struggle could not shake them at all.

"...Legolas," she suddenly realized, and tried to call the vampire's name, trying to pull him out of the vortex of blood: "...Enough."

She knew that Legolas was seriously injured and wanted the nourishment of blood, but she wouldn't really be sucked to death by Legolas, right?

No.

"Legolas..."

"stop……"

The girl's call rang in my ears.

The net formed by the scarlet sweetness revealed a crack, and a strange yet familiar voice came from inside.

Strength surged through his body, and magic gradually gathered on him from all around. Legolas seemed to sense something and suddenly raised his head. A trace of extreme satisfaction flashed in his red eyes, and then he smelled the air.

After a while, he blinked his empty eyes and quickly lowered his head to look for the girl.

But a white light flashed before his eyes, and then his arms were empty, and a small black bat fell into his chest.

Legolas' red eyes revealed a different emotion, and he reached out and carefully placed the little bat in his collar.

[Love value +10]

In a coma, the little bat could not hear the system's mechanical prompt sound and fell into a deep sleep without any consciousness.

Legolas tilted his head slightly, looked at the familiar magic leaking out from not far away, and spoke -

"You said God was on your side."

"But I said..." Legolas looked at "Felix" who had arrived before him through magic, and the magic power in his body violently burst out: "I also have my own gods."

His canine teeth had not yet been completely retracted. He looked at the person who came, and his tongue lightly swept the blood remaining on the edge of his mouth. The color of his red eyes was so rich that it was almost turning black.

"...There really needs to be some closure between you and me."

"Ludwig Hoppe, you are guilty."

The vampire's voice was gorgeously low, and as he said this, he even licked the blood from the corner of his lips again, until he could no longer smell the fishy sweetness, and then he stopped this indecent behavior.

Felix noticed the change in him, but he did not retreat. Instead, he went forward to meet him.

"Even if I am guilty, you are not qualified to judge me."

The black and red magic power and the dark light power collided violently in the air. The two did not choose to fight back and forth, but chose to use this magic to bombard each other.

In a short time, the entire forest was cleared with the two of them as the center.

The ground was bare and smelled burnt, and even the air seemed to be filled with the smell of gunpowder.

When the smoke cleared, the figures of the two people gradually appeared.

Legolas struggled to stand, while "Felix" was half-kneeling on the ground, obviously unable to do it anymore.

But when he realized that he had lost, "Felix" did not want to give in easily.

Seeing the black smoke gradually pouring out from his eyes and gradually enveloping his entire body, Legolas's red eyes trembled, and he saw a hint of blue hidden behind the black mist.

"Felix," Legolas' voice was like a warning bell. Taking advantage of the Pope's weakness, he pointed directly at Felix, who was sleeping in that body. "...How long are you going to wait? Do you really want to give up your body? Your soul will be imprisoned forever."

"Don't you care about the believers of the Church of Light who sacrificed their lives for you?"

"Or do you think deep down that you will lose?"

“Are you worthy of your own faith?”

The sharp words pierced Felix's soul like a cold arrow.

He woke up from the darkness and struggled to regain control of his body.

Felix's awakening was not a good thing for the Pope. The black mist that was originally running rampant on his body suddenly began to twist.

The pure power of light emanated from his heart, causing the black air to struggle and tremble wildly like a cat seeing a mouse, and then gradually decompose and disappear.

"Shut up! Shut up!!!"

His head seemed to be split in half, and the Pope's weak soul felt severe pain, causing him to fall to the ground holding his head and wailing.

"Felix's" still perfect body rolled on the ground, and the black gas boiled violently as he struggled.

The power of light grew stronger and stronger, until it burst out from the heart and cut through the gray scenery before the eyes.

The eyes invaded by the black energy turned blue.

Felix blinked slightly and found that he had actually broken free from his teacher's soul magic.

As he gained control of his body's movements, the black energy quickly peeled off from him, as if it no longer wanted to touch the body that was once again wrapped in light.

The black gas gathered in the air, turned into a small black ball, and quickly fled into the distance.

But Felix reacted quickly, and a force of light enveloped the black ball, transforming it into a cube woven from the force of light, trapping the black ball tightly like a cage.

The black ball jumped up and down inside like crazy, but was burned by the power of light and screamed in pain.

In the end, it could only float alone in the center.

Felix looked at the cube in his hand silently, his eyes lingering on the black ball for a long time.

He watched it howl and struggle, but found that his heart had grown cold and hard.

He opened his mouth and said, "Teacher, you can neither die nor escape now."

"Your soul has fallen. I will take you back to the Holy Tower and let you face the judgment of the God of Light."

“May all those who died at your hands rest in peace on that day.”