Chapter 832

Now the pressure is on the young Wang Hou's side.

Miranda turned her head to look at the blood stain on the wall not far away. This was the last trace left in the world by a Blood Clan Countess.

Clearly, she was a Blood Clan witch famous for her thick blood and amazing vitality, but at this moment, she was killed by a light punch, looking simpler than killing a chicken, which was truly chilling.

And Miranda also knew the Countess who was killed. That was Countess Daria of the Leson Clan, titled Red Widow. Her strength was among the best among many Countesses, especially her blood poison technique, which was hard to guard against. Even if she wanted to take her down, it was absolutely impossible to be so relaxed.

Hmm, she was sure she could take her down within three moves, but one-shot kill, this was really impossible.

After all, the vitality of the Blood Clan, even if seen by the same clan, had to shake their heads; it was really hard to kill.

Not to mention the one-shot kill in the self-explosion state.

If a witch is determined to die with you, her self-explosion process is almost irreversible. Even if you kill her at this time, it is actually very difficult to stop the out-of-control rampage of the huge mana in her body.

If self-explosion were so easy to stop, it wouldn't be called the last trump card.

But just now, Countess Daria's self-explosion was extinguished by a punch, which was simply shocking.

And Miranda's strength also made her notice more details in that punch than ordinary witches.

For example, the domineering martial soul will in that punch directly strangled Daria's soul. Before the fist touched her body, the Blood Clan Countess's mind had already collapsed in the fist intent.

She was already dead at that time.

And after her will dissipated, many Blood Clan talents lost their controller, and that huge vitality naturally had no way to be exerted.

After all, the Blood Clan's thick blood is not like a giant dragon, which is a passive skill.

Their self-healing power and vitality rely on the reserve storage in the blood river, which requires their own will to mobilize and store, belonging to an active skill.

And if the active skill is not released, it is approximately equal to none.

She also saw that the self-explosion mana that should have been raging stopped expanding under this punch, and the domineering fist power formed an invisible blockade, forcibly suppressing the rioting self-explosion mana, and then compressing it.

At that moment, the young Wang Hou even saw a small black hole, which was the black hole that sucked away all the rioting self-explosion mana.

But such domineering power only took effect on Countess Daria, and there was not even a trace of fist power leaked.

So visually, it presented this powerful visual shock of an ordinary, unadorned punch killing a Countess.

What a terrible martial soul will, what a terrifying fist power control.

Wu Shen...

The word popped into the young Wang Hou's mind immediately.

Damn it, this Clown Grand Inquisitor is actually a rare true Wu Shen.

She was very shocked in her heart.

Don't look at the witches of the battle method sect who have always been various milked by other sects, as if they have always been at the bottom of the sect contempt chain.

But that is for those under the peak of the battle method sect...

And those who can walk to the end on this road of the battle method sect, reach the peak, and forge a Wu Shen body, there are not many people who dare to milk them again.

After all, the terrifying combat power of breaking ten thousand laws with a fist and stepping on the stars is truly scary.

Martial women are all high attack, high defense, thick blood, and fast movement. Except for the long-range bombardment means that might be slightly lacking, other aspects are almost all full.

Under the Wu Shen realm, you might still rely on tactics like kiting to kite a strong attack witch of the battle method sect to death like a dog.

But when reaching the Wu Shen realm...

Hmm, there was once a Wu Shen who used her fists to forcibly open a path straight to the target in the forbidden spell bombardment, and then pulled off the opponent's dog head and kicked it as a ball.

That is truly fierce and unreasonable.

The battle method sect witch who forged the Wu Shen body directly possesses super high magic resistance almost not inferior to a giant dragon. Any magic hitting them will immediately drop to five layers or even lower.

How to play this?

Therefore, martial women are almost turret killers. In high-end duels, the battle method sect finally turned over the past disadvantages and turned over to be the master.

Among them, the most famous Wu Shen in the past two years is Queen Euphilia of the Dragon Kingdom.

This young dragon witch is only a hundred years old now. This age is far less than a fraction of the old peak existences, and it is even the time for many people to take a nap.

But now she has combat power comparable to a Sage, looking down on a group of old peak existences. This is the horror of a top Wu Shen.

Alas, before the peak, everyone mocked the battle method sect as vulgar martial men, but after the peak, everyone envied the Martial Gods for not needing to study various complex magic every day and learn the endless cosmic truth.

They only need to polish their martial souls day after day and study martial arts.

Knowledge needs a long time to accumulate, but martial arts can sometimes be figured out. If you understand it, you will fly thousands of miles a day and fly up on the spot.

Of course, this Wu Shen who is invincible in single combat is not so easy to achieve. Among countless strong attack witches of the battle method sect, only one or two can be produced in billions, which is much harder than other sects.

Moreover, most Martial Gods' paths are unique and cannot be copied. They are all crawled out of the dead pile on the battlefield. The Wu Shen body has always needed blood and fire to forge. Other sects don't have such high risks. They have some talent and then step by step, they can always move forward steadily.

High risk and high return, it is very reasonable for martial women to be stronger than other peak witches.

But at this moment, realizing that the young Inquisitor in front of her was actually a Wu Shen, the young Wang Hou was directly heartbroken, because she was a traditional magic turret bombardment witch.

If she opened the distance and gave her enough space to play, she could still try to struggle and see if she could escape back to the Ventrue family.

But now that grinning clown mask is right in front of her, and the two are only three or four steps apart.

This is almost no different from handing her life to the other party. She didn't even have time to take out her staff before the other party could take her life.

Then, should she really surrender and confess?...

Miranda thought in her heart.

She finally turned her head to look around, wanting to see if there were any other opportunities.

After all, just like Countess Daria before, there were many other Blood Clan witches of other clans in this banquet hall. If she opened her mouth here, then they wouldn't be able to run away either. Everyone was a grasshopper on the same rope.

It's just that the young Wang Hou was disappointed in the end. Although there were indeed many witches of other clans in the crowd who were eager to move, the scene of Countess Daria being hammered to death cleanly just now really scared them.

Now no one dared to stand out again.

Dim lights to protect eyes: Large Medium Small

Even these guys now all looked at her, and the malice flashing in those pairs of eyes was all.

"Marchioness Miranda, now is the time for you to donate your body for the great cause."

"In order to keep the secret, what you should do most now is to end yourself."

"Today this is the trouble you caused yourself. Don't implicate everyone to die together."

Although no one spoke, Miranda read such meaning from the eyes of these "compatriots."

Hmm, just like she decisively activated the Blood-Burning Curse just now, trying to silence Lecti, the most correct thing for her to do now is to be ruthless and end herself, so that this terrible Grand Inquisitor can't get any information.

Although this obviously has the suspicion of committing suicide for fear of crime, it can at least buy some preparation time for the Blood Clan, so that they can face the Inquisition's investigation more calmly.

Hmm, as long as she sacrifices one, then this Clown Grand Inquisitor, who seems to have mastered the situation at this time, will really become the true clown who startled the snake. As long as the Blood Clan reacts, they guarantee that the Inquisition won't find any news later.

It's just that, does she really dare to silence herself?

Before, she started the Blood-Burning Curse on her "daughter" very quickly, but now it was her turn, and she couldn't be decisive immediately.

The young Wang Hou fell silent.

And her silence also made the Dragon Witch opposite frown slightly, but soon Dorothy was suddenly enlightened.

"Oh, look at my memory, Blood-Burning Curse, right? You should have it too. I'll help you lift it."

The Dragon Witch threw another drop of blood on Miranda's brow. The next moment, the young Wang Hou also felt her body relax, and there was a sense of relief from the shackles.

Just now, her silence was indeed fearing the Blood-Burning Curse in her body. Once she had the idea of betrayal, the Ventrue Grand Duke would immediately have a perception.

But it was impossible for her to open her mouth and actively ask this Clown Grand Inquisitor to help her lift it. After all, saying this was equal to betraying the family.

And now, this Clown adult is really understanding.

But the status is so high that she is completely tied to the family. Betraying the family is betraying herself. She has been climbing to this position for so many years, and her butt has long been unclean. How could she possibly confess to the Inquisition? That's looking for death.

Thus, she fell silent again.

And opposite, the Dragon Witch frowned again, but didn't force her further, but turned her head to look at the young Marchioness on the side...

At this time, Lecti was writing furiously, writing down everything she knew about the Ventrue family and even the entire Blood Clan Thirteen Clans in detail. In front of her, it was already as thick as a dictionary.

Hmm, this typing speed is using the high-speed divine book, a god skill that reduces cd with high-speed divine words.

Very good, the young Marchioness's desire to survive is very strong, and her attitude of turning over a new leaf is also very active.

Dorothy nodded with satisfaction.

As for the young Wang Hou on the side...

The opportunity has been given. If she is not useful, then she can't blame others.

Just like this, time passed bit by bit in this awkward and murderous atmosphere. And at this time, there were actually guests arriving constantly. After all, it was still a bit of time before the banquet was scheduled to start.

Some guests who came relatively late just arrived at this time. However, originally everyone was happily coming to eat the banquet, but now as soon as they entered the door, suddenly seeing this scene, everyone's smiles froze.

Good guy, it's really ready to eat the banquet.

Some Night City celebrities who were innocent and not Blood Clan witches had the idea of fun-seekers in their hearts.

In this process, some of Dorothy's acquaintances arrived one after another, such as Senior Mia who came on behalf of the Golden Township, and the sisters Madeline and Audrey who came with the two ladies.

When the sisters entered the door and saw this battle, they were also startled, but actually only Madeline was really surprised, while Senior Mia and Audrey helplessly covered their faces.

Fine, Little Fairy (Senior Sister), as expected of you.

The two looked at the fallen angel lady who was watching everything with a smile in the corner of the banquet hall, and the three were not surprised by this.

And Dorothy also saw her sister Alice. Before, she was still wondering why the little witch was not by Annie's side, but now she saw her sister walking with two exceptionally tall witches, and she was especially close to that cold-looking suit witch.

This made the Home Witch look twice, a bit curious about who this suit witch was, after all, her sister rarely got too close to others.

However, after she sensed the werewolf aura on these two tall witches, she already had a guess in her heart.

And Alice was quite happy to see her father's mother after a long time. She thought about introducing this mother to her sister, after all, she knew that her sister had plans to enter the entertainment industry next, and her mother also had some energy in the circle.

It's just that, the little witch entered the door, smelled the smell and looked at her sister's direction, but directly saw that familiar clown mask, and her smile froze.

Go, sister, are you playing this big this time?

Even the heartless little witch realized the wrongness of the situation at this time, and for a while, she was a bit at a loss, not knowing what to do.

And beside her, Hati reached out and grabbed her daughter, and also looked at the Clown Grand Inquisitor who was the focus of the venue with surprise.

After a long time, Lecti, who was writing furiously, finally finished writing some information she knew. She picked up the testimony that was several times thicker than a dictionary, and then looked at Dorothy respectfully.

"Adult, I'm done writing."

"Hmm."

Dorothy nodded, reached out and took the testimony, but didn't rush to read it, but turned her gaze back to the young Wang Hou who had always remained silent.

However, Miranda, who had just been desperate and seemed very tangled, suddenly showed a wild smile. She raised her head, full of courage again, and looked at the Dragon Witch.

She seemed to have regained her confidence, but this confidence was torn to pieces again the next moment.

"Finally came, this fishing is really slow. This bait of yours doesn't seem to be very effective."

Before the young Wang Hou could speak, Dorothy spoke first. While saying this, she cast her gaze toward the entrance of the banquet hall. In her perception, a majestic river of blood was also surging in.

Soon, an old noble lady leaning on a cane walked in.

And upon seeing this old lady, the guests were all stunned, and then the people nearby hurriedly made a path.

After all, although she looked like an old man who might enter the coffin at any time, in fact, she had just been lifted from the coffin.

This was the owner of the Ventrue family, the Ventrue Grand Duke.

The big fish is hooked. ===== CHAPTER 833 =====