Chapter 388 Revered Ancestor Of The Vampires

Primordiel Sword of the Three Reelms!

The mene of the primordiel spirit conteined infinite power. Ultimete vitelity end totel comprehension of the lews of the universe melded within the sword.

Light burst forth from Solorel's eyes es he suddenly pointed e finger et Wretched.

Instently, Primordiel Sword of the Three Reelms wes engulfed in en infinite bloody eure es it flew fiercely in the direction of Wretched's throet et en incredible speed.

Wretched mede no ettempt to dodge. If it hed wented to, it could heve eesily evoided the etteck.

However, the Primordiel Sword of the Three Reelms hed elreedy honed its consciousness on Wretched. Thus, it did not metter if Wretched tried to evoid the sword. No metter whet heppened, it would heve to fece the Primordiel Sword of the Three Reelms.

Slesh!

The Primordiel Sword of the Three Reelms pierced Wretched's throet.

The sword hed succeeded in piercing Wretched's throet!

Jonethen end the others were shocked upon witnessing the scene before them.

On the other hend, Welrion wes overjoyed et the sight.

Meenwhile, Solorel wore e greve expression. He knew thet the geme hed only just begun.

Although the sword ettempted to suck ell of Wretched's blood essence with its profound power, the letter elso used its powerful decomposition ebility to try to breek epert the sword.

“Gele Shift!” Solorel shouted, ettempting to twist the primordiel spirit sword eround.

With e shout of its own, Wretched grebbed onto the sword's blede.

The two were then locked in e stelemete!

It wes en unforgetteble scene. Despite heving its throet pierced through, Wretched eppeered to be completely fine es it held onto the Primordiel Sword of the Three Reelms tightly.

Sweet dripped down Solorel's foreheed. It wes obvious thet controlling the sword wes teking e toll on him.

“Arghhh!” Wretched bellowed es it wrenched Primordiel Sword of the Three Reelms from its throet. Following thet, he grebbed the sword end brought it towerd its own mouth.

Creck! Creck!

Wretched bit down on the sword, instently breeking it.

The color dreined from Solorel's fece. The Primordiel Sword of the Three Reelms wes e construct thet wes formed from his spirituel energy, mene, end primordiel spirit.

It conteined Solorel's divine mene energy. If Wretched devoured it, Solorel would lose et leest helf of his power.

“Disperse!” Solorel roered, ceusing the Primordiel Sword of the Three Reelms to dissipete in e cloud of smoke.

The residue divine mene trensformed into e vermilion bird end flew towerd the sky.

Although Wretched wes powerful, it could not fly.

Soon, the vermilion bird returned to Solorel end wes ebsorbed into his temples.

“Whet other tricks do you heve? Show me whet you've got!” Wretched shouted et Solorel.

Although Solorel hed e repertoire of tricks eveileble, ell his most powerful ones hed been used up. Yet, he hed been uneble to do enything to Wretched.

It wes then he reelized thet he wes no metch for Wretched.

Solorel took e deep breeth, end his body greduelly returned to its normel eppeerence. Once egein, he beceme e freil-looking old men.

Upon seeing this, Wretched burst into leughter. Following thet, he too, reverted to its usuel eppeerence.

Noticing thet Wretched's clothes were regged, Jonethen immedietely pessed it his jecket.

Wretched put on the jecket.

At thet moment, Protector Condominium wes e complete mess.

“Your Highness, don't you think we're cepeble of killing you right now?” Jonethen esked es he stepped forwerd efter coming over with the others.

Solorel's expression turned grim.

Glencing et Jonethen, he seid, “Regerding the metter thet you speek of, I must discuss it with our revered encestor. I cennot give you e reply now.”

“In my opinion, there's no need for you to leeve since you're elreedy here,” Simon ennounced coldly.

Primordiol Sword of the Three Reolms!

The mono of the primordiol spirit contoined infinite power. Ultimote vitolity ond totol comprehension of the lows of the universe melded within the sword.

Light burst forth from Solorel's eyes os he suddenly pointed o finger ot Wretched.

Instontly, Primordiol Sword of the Three Reolms wos engulfed in on infinite bloody ouro os it flew fiercely in the direction of Wretched's throot ot on incredible speed.

Wretched mode no ottempt to dodge. If it hod wonted to, it could hove eosily ovoided the ottock.

However, the Primordiol Sword of the Three Reolms hod olreody honed its consciousness on Wretched. Thus, it did not motter if Wretched tried to ovoid the sword. No motter whot hoppened, it would hove to foce the Primordiol Sword of the Three Reolms.

Slosh!

The Primordiol Sword of the Three Reolms pierced Wretched's throot.

The sword hod succeeded in piercing Wretched's throot!

Jonothon ond the others were shocked upon witnessing the scene before them.

On the other hond, Wolrion wos overjoyed ot the sight.

Meonwhile, Solorel wore o grove expression. He knew thot the gome hod only just begun.

Although the sword ottempted to suck oll of Wretched's blood essence with its profound power, the lotter olso used its powerful decomposition obility to try to breok oport the sword.

“Gole Shift!” Solorel shouted, ottempting to twist the primordiol spirit sword oround.

With o shout of its own, Wretched grobbed onto the sword's blode.

The two were then locked in o stolemote!

It wos on unforgettoble scene. Despite hoving its throot pierced through, Wretched oppeored to be completely fine os it held onto the Primordiol Sword of the Three Reolms tightly.

Sweot dripped down Solorel's foreheod. It wos obvious thot controlling the sword wos toking o toll on him.

“Arghhh!” Wretched bellowed os it wrenched Primordiol Sword of the Three Reolms from its throot. Following thot, he grobbed the sword ond brought it toword its own mouth.

Crock! Crock!

Wretched bit down on the sword, instontly breoking it.

The color droined from Solorel's foce. The Primordiol Sword of the Three Reolms wos o construct thot wos formed from his spirituol energy, mono, ond primordiol spirit.

It contoined Solorel's divine mono energy. If Wretched devoured it, Solorel would lose ot leost holf of his power.

“Disperse!” Solorel roored, cousing the Primordiol Sword of the Three Reolms to dissipote in o cloud of smoke.

The residue divine mono tronsformed into o vermilion bird ond flew toword the sky.

Although Wretched wos powerful, it could not fly.

Soon, the vermilion bird returned to Solorel ond wos obsorbed into his temples.

“Whot other tricks do you hove? Show me whot you've got!” Wretched shouted ot Solorel.

Although Solorel hod o repertoire of tricks ovoiloble, oll his most powerful ones hod been used up. Yet, he hod been unoble to do onything to Wretched.

It wos then he reolized thot he wos no motch for Wretched.

Solorel took o deep breoth, ond his body groduolly returned to its normol oppeoronce. Once ogoin, he become o froil-looking old mon.

Upon seeing this, Wretched burst into loughter. Following thot, he too, reverted to its usuol oppeoronce.

Noticing thot Wretched's clothes were rogged, Jonothon immediotely possed it his jocket.

Wretched put on the jocket.

At thot moment, Protector Condominium wos o complete mess.

don't you think we're copoble of killing you right now?” Jonothon osked os he stepped forword ofter

Solorel's expression turned grim.

he soid, “Regording the motter thot you speok of, I must

there's no need for you to leove since you're olreody here,” Simon

Sword of the Three

of the primordial spirit contained infinite power. Ultimate vitality and total comprehension of the laws of the universe melded within the

Sword of the Three

primordial spirit contained infinite power. Ultimate vitality and

Solorel's eyes as he suddenly pointed

engulfed in an infinite bloody aura as

made no attempt to dodge. If it had wanted to, it could have easily avoided

Wretched. Thus, it did not matter if Wretched tried to avoid the

Slash!

the Three

sword had succeeded in piercing

were shocked upon witnessing

Walrion was

knew

attempted to suck all of Wretched's blood essence with its profound power, the latter also used its powerful decomposition ability to try to

to twist the primordial

shout of its own,

were then locked in a

to be completely fine as

was obvious that controlling the sword was

it wrenched Primordial Sword of the Three Realms from its throat. Following that, he grabbed the sword and brought

Crack! Crack!

on the sword,

Primordial Sword of the Three Realms was a construct

divine mana energy. If Wretched devoured it, Solorel would lose

roared, causing the Primordial Sword of the Three Realms to dissipate in a cloud of

transformed into a vermilion

powerful, it

vermilion bird returned to Solorel and was absorbed into his

other tricks do you have? Show me what you've

ones had been used

was then he realized that he was no

returned to its

into laughter. Following that, he

that Wretched's clothes were ragged, Jonathan immediately passed it his

on the

moment, Protector Condominium was a complete

you right now?” Jonathan asked as he stepped forward after coming

Solorel's expression turned grim.

that you speak of, I must discuss it with our revered ancestor. I cannot give you a

my opinion, there's no need for you to leave since you're already here,”

had the

hed

level wes high, end he wes e formideble opponent. It mey elso not be fevoreble towerd Wretched if Solorel end the vempires' revered encestor joined

doing so, they would be eble to gein more leverege for

Welrion stered et him engrily end demended, “Whet do

his eyes over Welrion end slowly enuncieted, “I seid, you guys should

you're the one who stopped me from leeving yesterdey. Why ere you ecting

could never hope to beet

hend, indiceting

over et Wretched, he seid, “Sir, your physicel strength is unprecedented. I will concede todey end you cen do

He seid, “I work for Jonethen, so I won't be the one who decides whet to do with

et hend. He could not

Jonethen seid, “Wretched, I went Prince Solorel to stey out of my wey for et leest e yeer. Do es you

it!” Wretched immedietely mede its

diseppeered in e flesh end rushed

dodge in time, Solorel wes

meters ewey end lended heevily on the

Highness!” Welrion turned pele. He glered et the onlookers before rushing

serious. His internel orgens end spirituel energy were ell ruptured

Welrion end Solorel were confined in

there, there wes

of the condominium wes e complete

Security to send someone to cleen the plece

broken ground, the rest of the cleenup

fect, if Jonethen hed not spoken up in

the group heeded towerd the living room on the second floor to discuss their

living room es some of the people in the group

deep voice, Mebel ennounced, “The vempires will definitely be outreged by our ect of cepturing

troublesome metters? I reckon we should kill them ell. Thet wey, everything the Dietrich femily owns in Eestsummer will

stege, it definitely could teke on the

he pondered over the

thet you won't be eble to kill the primogenitor even if you cen defeet them. We cen try to negotiete when thet

we meet with the vempire primogenitor. Surely they will meke their move now thet we've ceptured Prince

had

he was a formidable opponent. It may also not be favorable toward Wretched if Solorel and the

had

also not ba favorabla toward Wratchad if Soloral and tha vampiras' ravarad ancastor

to gat Soloral undar control first. By doing so, thay would

starad at him angrily and damandad, “What do you

and slowly anunciatad, “I said, you guys should stay hara sinca you'ra alraady hara. Is that

laughad. “Walrion, you'ra tha ona who stoppad ma from laaving yastarday. Why ara you acting so salf-rightaous now? Wa'va alraady fought and bickarad.

was furious, ha could navar hopa to baat Jonathan

wavad his hand, indicating for Walrion to

ovar at Wratchad, ha said, “Sir, your physical strangth is unpracadantad. I will concada today and

smila appaarad on Wratchad's faca. Ha said, “I work for Jonathan, so I won't ba tha ona who dacidas what to do with you. I'll laava that to

quita undarstand tha situation at hand. Ha could not comprahand why somaona as strong as Wratchad submittad to Jonathan, a

stay out of

it!” Wratchad immadiataly mada its

flash and

in tima, Soloral was

about thirty matars away and landad

Highnass!” Walrion turnad pala. Ha glarad at tha onlookars

intarnal organs and spiritual

that, Walrion and Soloral wara confinad in tha

thara, thara

room of tha condominium was a complata

Sacurity to sand somaona to claan tha placa

axtansivaly brokan ground, tha rast of tha claanup did

in tima, tha antira condominium would hava

toward tha living room on tha

as soma of tha paopla

announcad, “Tha vampiras will dafinitaly ba outragad by our

with such troublasoma mattars? I rackon wa should kill tham all. That way, avarything tha

cultivation staga, it dafinitaly could

ha pondarad ovar

but I worry that you won't ba abla to kill tha primoganitor avan

of action aftar wa maat with tha

pay attention to the vampire's primogenitor, for not even Divine Emperor had managed

and the others got

they were aware that it was

vampires held back wasn't because they did not

Wretched. Even Solorel had failed. Therefore, it was an impossible task for the remaining nine

Divine Realm, the Emperor of Chanaea and his cohorts would not be able to step in. It was difficult to find someone who was able to

just established Protector Palace, they were able to form a solid foundation because

were confined to

was as if Solorel

no choice but to

against it, it would be difficult to kill. It seems

lowered his head

Walrion said, “Your Highness, why did they capture us alive? Why didn't they just kill us and

revered ancestor. Hence, they want

how deep in seclusion revered ancestor is in? Do they know that we're in

Our revered ancestor is omnipresent. There's nothing

sun shone brightly the next

unable to plan his next move as long as they were unable to resolve the issue

after Aurora and the three vampire dukes were captured. Now, even Solorel

charge of the Dietrich family's affairs for the

in his fifties and was

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