Chapter 286
The sadness of Prince being exploited.
wild ambition, the king who achieves the goal by fair means or foul.
Innocent and unaffected in a sense, a vampire Princess living in the imaginary world.
The grievances between the three.
From the perspective of vampire, it is full of tragedy and sympathetic.
But for humans.
I am afraid that no one will believe that the original cause of a terrible blood epidemic that may sweep the world is the loss of family ethics and morals.
Nisa's shoulder-length hair is scattered.
Used as props by father.
The mother of Reaper, who was chasing wildly, turned out to be the elder brother who had been missing for many years.
Under a double blow.
Throw away the family ring that symbolizes the glory of the vampire Royal Family.
I pulled off my clothes, exposed her smooth and delicate neck to Chad Norma, and said in Romanian, "End this, my brother.
All hatred, It ends here."
Chad Norma walked over and stroked Nissa’s face lightly, more hatred than caressing, indifferently said, "You are his favorite child... "
Before speaking, she bit Nissa's neck fiercely and swallowed her blood.
This time.
Blade, who was dragged by another thing, appeared slowly in the higher corridor.
Chad Norma heard the footsteps, slowly put down Nissa, lifts the head, said with a smile to Blade, "Blade, it's over now.
You How do you feel about it?"
Under the constraints of the plot reversing device, the angry Blade, and Chad Norma, who is desperate for death, completely ignored Cole who was standing at the elevator entrance.
Blade roared.
Hold the knife in both hands.
Violently stabbed Norma in the chest.
The latter yelled, laughed, and staggered back, bumping into the pillar.
One is Reaper's mother who has completely lost the desire to live.
One is Blade who grieves Nissa's death.
Like two angry bulls, the confrontation between the two is fierce and deadly.
Take advantage of their fighting time.
Cole took the long knife and walked slowly to Nissa, who was thrown aside and fell in a pool of blood, her body trembling slightly.
Sit down cross-legged.
Take out a cigarette, frowned, "Do you smoke?"
For the first time, I realized the feeling of blood in my throat. Nissa trembled and grabbed Cole's hem with her hand, voice Vague and weak.
"Why...you didn't kill me yesterday?"
Cole holding a cigarette, like a passerby watching the battle, his eyes fixed on the deathmatch Blade and Norma, no Response.
Tears slipped down Nisa's eyes.
She turned her head to the other side.
"...Is this how human beings feel when they are eaten? Cole."
After a while of silence.
Cole responded, "Yes."
That's it.
Perhaps it is too weak.
Maybe Reaper virus has begun to transform her body.
Nisa groaned in pain.
After a long silence.
Slightly shook his head, gave a miserable laugh, and said, "Now...I know why they like to call you the butcher.
Hate."
This time.
Blade and Chad Norma, the death match that almost broke the entire hall, came to an end when the two were about to exhaust.
The broken katana body pierced Norma's ribs and pierced diagonally into the skeleton that envelops the heart.
The deadly part was attacked.
Norma pushed Blade away hard, staggering until she fell to the ground.
Struggling to crawl, leaning against the broken column.
Pull away the pierced leather jacket, revealing the katana section below.
He glanced at Blade, shook his head slightly, frowned, "Strange...the wound...the wound doesn't hurt anymore."
next moment.
In Blade brows tightly knit, I even held my sunglasses under my gaze because I couldn't believe it.
Reaper's mother body, force the broken blade into the body, piercing through the heart.
Reaper's unique sharp hiss.
The body gradually turned red, and finally burned out the remains in the blue flame.
Blade got up from the ground.
Activate your aching body.
He stopped his eyes on Nissa, who was in a pool of blood, and Cole, who was sitting next to him, smoking alone.
Go over.
Hold her in his arms.
Maybe only when you face death will you really see your heart.
Nissa grabbed Blade’s arm and smiled involuntarily, like a lover, lying in his arms, and said, “I haven’t been for long, I can feel the Burning."
After a short breath.
"I want to die as a vampire..."
From beginning to end, Blade remained silent.
Just like a vampire hunter who is a human being, he likes to call himself as a nightcrawler.
Because they live under rays of light.
The Blade, called daywalker by vampire, can only live in the dark.
The dual identities of human beings and vampire make him, no matter whether he is in the night or the day, he will not be accepted by both parties, a completely different kind.
Whistler is right.
After meeting Nissa, his heart was shaken.
In silence.
Nisa lifts the head, took a look at Blade, gently stroked the back of his hand, tears slipped down her cheeks, and said, "I want to see the sunrise."
At this time.
Whistler, who has handled the following things, took the elevator to catch up.
It happened to hit the scene where Blade held Nissa in his arms.
Gazed at Cole, walked over, silent.
This old hunter who has experienced too many things knows that he has no right to interfere with Blade's choice.
Because of the child cursed in his eyes.
It is not unreasonable to still have the bloodline of vampire and fall in love with a vampire.
There is no conflict between love and the choice of camp.
But.
That child.
Being able to stand firmly beside him at this time and fight for mankind made him very gratified, but also full of melancholy.
Dawn is coming.
The morning breeze on the top of the Caliban Building is very strong.
Whistler and Cole stood under the steel gate, watching Blade holding Nissa in their arms, sitting on the ground, waiting for the sunrise.
The old hunter raised his eyebrows and took a deep breath and said, "Pig killer, I found out that when people get older, they always have no chance of life and death..."
Speaking.
I did not shy away from reaching out to take half of Cole’s burning cigarettes, and didn’t mind the undried Reaper blood stuck on it, waved his hand to Cole, threw a sentence, and limped towards Go downstairs.
"I'm waiting for you below, damn..."
When the first ray of sunlight crossed the horizon.
Nisa faces the sunlight.
Bath in the human world, symbolize all things of hope.
The body is like a lit winter withered grass.
Raised his hand and stroked Blade's cheek with a smile on his face.
Finally.
In the arms of her loved one, it gradually turned into a flying back, the sparks were a little bit, and disappeared with the morning breeze.
Blade knelt and sat on the ground.
Get up after a long time.
Faced with the morning sun, I was silent and kept silent for a long time.
He did not blame.
Neither will I ask why Cole didn't save her.
For that man, allowing Nissa to die with dignity is already the last respect for his old friend.