I will swear to protect the beauty with my life

Outside the street, there was a slowly disappearing stream of people, and in the alley beside the street was Alga and the man who was chosen as the prey lying there.

Alga, who had put his arm around his shoulders and brought him into the box, released his hand which had been on the man's shoulder. The man then saw that a sharp and terrifying blood thorn had grown from Alga's palm.

The severe pain he just felt was the blood thorn grown by Algar that pierced his body from his shoulder, but the scalding heat like magma did not leave with Algar's hand and continued to linger in his body.

"Don't be afraid. My blood in your body will keep your body fresher."

As Algar's hand loosened, the man's whole body became limp. His body no longer belonged to him. He could no longer stand and collapsed to the ground.

The blood hole on the shoulder was extremely scary, but no blood flowed out. The mouth of the blood hole was blocked by a strange dark red substance, and no blood leaked out.

The man, who had been struggling on the ground for a while, was finally able to slowly regain control of his body. He stretched out the uninjured side of his body and struggled to crawl on the ground.

During the time he was recovering, Algar remained motionless, giving him a glimmer of false hope.

He thought Algar had left, or had some concerns and did not attack him, but after reaching the wall, he used the wall to turn over with difficulty. When he turned around, he saw Algar's face close to him, and the smile on his face became more and more ferocious.

He likes to watch his prey struggle before death, which makes it taste more delicious when he eats it.

Seeing Algar’s ferocious face, which no longer looked like a human, the man was frightened and looked outside.

Although the number of people on the street outside the alley began to decrease slowly, it was still quite lively.

He wanted to ask for help, he wanted to shout loudly, hoping that someone would come and save him, but when he opened his mouth, no sound came out, not even the sound of a stuck throat.

The smile on Algar's face was almost reaching his ears. He reached out and touched the man's neck, opened his mouth to show his teeth, and the blood vessels and veins on them were clearly visible.

“As a vampire, maybe I should stretch out my mouth and bite your neck directly... But alas, I don’t like the smell of you right now, and your sweat.

Ah...vampires should...should prefer to eat cute girls, right?"

Then...then let me go...

Hearing Algar's mumbling, the man was completely frightened. If he could control his body, he would have fainted, but now his mind was extremely clear.

This frightened him even more.

"Unfortunately, I prefer the flesh and blood of the strong. Although you are not the former, compared to the group of weaklings with thin skin and tender flesh outside, you are more to my taste."

Algar stretched out his hand and placed it on the man's neck. Under the man's terrified gaze, the next moment, Algar repeated his old trick. A bloody thorn suddenly grew out from the center of his palm and pierced his neck.

The man's eyes gradually dimmed, his pupils began to dilate, and then he completely lost his life.

Alga removed his hand from the man's neck and found that his hand was a little sticky, obviously contaminated by the sweat and oil on the neck of his prey. He wiped his hands with some disgust on the boy's clothes.

The bloody hole on the man's neck was so deep that only darkness could be seen, but not even a drop of blood spilled out. Alga felt somewhat happy.

The fingers danced gently, and a thin column of blood slowly flew out from the blood hole, hovered around Alga's fingertips, and was then gently sent into his mouth.

"tasty."

With a wave of his hand, the man's body disappeared and entered the backpack of Alga's main god space.

"I will wash you clean after I get back, and then enjoy you slowly..."

Algar was in a good mood and was about to stop and return to the hotel, but when he turned around, he saw that the entrance to the alley had been blocked.

The person blocking the alley was standing with his back to the light, so Alga couldn't see who it was. He only saw a scarlet eye with a strange pattern in the darkness.

Who is that?

Fang Wuwei stood at the entrance of the alley, looking at Alga, and a red light flashed in his right eye.

Then he sighed slowly.

"Sure enough, I still didn't make it in time..."

"Who are you?"

Algar stood up, looked at Fang Wuwei, and glanced at his Sharingan.

In the darkness, the strange scarlet Sharingan was so eye-catching that he couldn't help but look at it a few more times.

But soon, as Fang Wuwei slowly approached, Algar began to feel something was wrong.

The blood energy in Fang Wuwei's body is extremely powerful, so powerful that it is almost as powerful as his. One can tell at a glance that he is an extremely strong man.

Without reading the information given by Zhao Sanshi, he had no idea who Fang Wuwei was, but the extremely powerful blood energy in his body told him that this person was definitely not simple.

"...Guardian?"

"It looks like you know a lot."

As soon as Fang Wuwei finished speaking, a blood spike suddenly shot out from Algar's chest and rushed towards Fang Wuwei at an extremely fast speed.

The knife flashed, and the blood thorn was cut off at a faster speed. Fang Wuwei was already holding Erfu tightly in his hand. He caught the trajectory of Algar's attack and raised his knife to cut off Algar's attack.

But before Fang Wuwei's knife fell, Alga had already rushed in front of him, with a crack in the center of his palm. Blood gushed out but did not fall to the ground. Instead, it swirled in his hand in the form of liquid, and then gradually condensed into a dark red dagger, which slashed at Fang Wuwei fiercely.

But Fang Wuwei dodged it easily and kicked Algar, sending him flying, while using the force to reach an open area outside the alley.

At this moment, for some reason, the crowds of people that were bustling on the street just now had disappeared, leaving only the two of them.

Fang Wuwei took up a stance in the open field, holding Erfu tightly in both hands, and was fully prepared for battle.

Alga suddenly rushed out from the alley. The bloody dagger in his hand had disappeared. Instead, he had a dark red spear that was also made of blood. He swept it directly towards Fang Wuwei.

There was no way, Fang Wuwei dodged with a high jump and landed far away, but as soon as he landed, several bright red things shaped like steel balls shot towards him.

Fang Wuwei slashed the Erfu to the ground, and a wind wall rose up immediately, blocking the unknown attacking objects. At this moment, Fang Wuwei could see clearly that these things were balls of blood, which were slowly floating back to Alga.

"Controlling blood? This ability is really nothing new."

"hehe......"

Algar held a gun in his right hand and stretched out his left hand for a fist. There was a big cut on his arm and his blood seeped through his suit, forming a blood shield.

"Your mouth is quite flowery, but it doesn't matter. I believe your flesh and blood must be extremely delicious! It has been too long since I tasted a truly powerful person!"

Fang Wuwei took a deep breath, held Erfu tightly, and hung it around his waist.

"Then let's try it."

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