Chapter 617: Forbidden Son

"Bang Bang ......"

The tavern was full of chairs falling and wine bottles smashing, whether it was the blood slaves or those strong men of the blood clan, they all stood up, and their breaths burst out.

Who the hell would dare to kill a blood viscount in front of everyone in a place like Nightingale Bar!

I don't know if it's because of the unstable electricity, the lights in the tavern suddenly flickered a little, dyed with layers of black halos, but everyone's eyes were focused on the gate, waiting for that person to come in.

But at this time, only Gu Qingyan, who was sitting in the corner, found that on the floor, there were suddenly two more shadows, which were slowly but strangely spreading towards the two earl-level bloodlines standing in the middle, so hidden that even the black-clothed young man who was about to enter the marquis rank did not notice it at all.

Gu Qingyan smiled silently, although he didn't see the person outside the gate, but the monk's divine thought was his second pair of eyes, and it was even more sensitive.

He had sensed that the person outside was just as cold as the person in the tavern, but with an endless amount of violence.

Since it was dog eat dog, Gu Qingyan was even more happy to stand aside and watch the show, the stool was slightly cocked, half leaning against the wall behind, taking out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket, popping out one and lighting it.

"Smack!" was the sound of Gu Qingyan playing the lighter, but the blood clan who was confronting the killer outside the gate was instantly startled.

Seeing that it was Gu Qingyan, his face suddenly showed murderous intent, just an ordinary person, with the arrogance of the blood clan, it was already the greatest mercy to allow him to enter the nightingale bar, at this time, there were already several blood clans slowly showing the fangs on the side of their mouths.

But in the next moment, a dark shadow had already walked into the gate, a long black raincoat, still dripping with water.

"Borges!"

"Forbidden Child!"

In the tavern, those blood clans screamed one after another, subconsciously bursting out, all kinds of tables, chairs, wine bottles flew sideways, only Habs, still deadly silent, blood flashed in his eyes, and the black ball of light between his palms became more and more obscure, but the power contained in it, even Gu Qingyan in the distance could feel it more.

Entering the gate, but still hanging his head, the man in the shadows suddenly let out a low, hoarse laugh, like a clash of gold and stone.

"Borges, you dare to appear in London!"

A Blood Count who looked a little old, but had an excellent bearing, scolded sharply.

The man in black, known as Borges, still bowed his head and said nothing, just snapped his fingers lightly with the fingers of his right hand hanging on his sides.

The two black shadows that had been lurking in front of the two earls for a long time suddenly exploded with the sound of snapping their fingers, turning into two black snakes of a length of a few feet, biting directly towards the throats of the two blood earls.

If you can describe it in one word, it is electric light!

This killing move is too weird, too abrupt!

No one would despise this man named Borges, but because he paid too much attention to him, everyone's attention was focused on him, for fear that he would suddenly kill him, but he never thought that there would be a killer in front of him!

The two Blood Earls burst out at the same time, and a faint blood light had already appeared on their bodies, and their hands were horizontal, blocking their throats.

The speed of the blood clan was already very fast, and at this moment, life was at stake, and it was even faster and more terrifying, but the two shadow snakes were really like shadows, as soon as their hands touched the black snake, the entire snake body was as if it did not exist, and it flashed and bit directly on their throats.

Different from the initial void, when they rushed to their throats, the two shadow snakes instantly turned into entities, and their sharp fangs with a faint green light directly bit the throats of the two of them.

"Ahhh......h

The two Blood Clan Earls originally maintained their gentlemanly demeanor even when they were angry and frightened, but at this time, they were bitten by the throat by the Shadow Snake, as if they were directly Ling Chi, no, it was more painful than Ling Chi!

They frantically tore at the snake body that was biting their throats, and at this time, the materialized shadow snake could no longer avoid the palms of the two, but although the whole body was torn into several pieces, the snake's head was still biting hard.

In just a few seconds, their wails gradually lowered, until they could no longer be heard, Gu Qingyan squinted at it, the two blood clan counts, the entire head had turned blue-black, and the original pale skin had also become pitch black at this time, which was very weird.

The poison of this shadow snake is so terrifying!

Although the death of the two Blood Earls was extremely miserable, the others, especially Habs, did not dare to be distracted in the slightest, and did not even glance at them except for releasing a layer of blood light to protect their bodies.

At this time, Borges finally raised his head, and after seeing his real face, Gu Qingyan couldn't help frowning slightly, this black-clothed young man who was ruthless and weird should have been extremely handsome, this is not surprising, there are no ugly men and women in the blood clan.

But on top of the original perfect face, there are all kinds of horizontal and vertical scars, these scars are very deep, although they are obviously scarred, but you can imagine the previous tragedy.

For a blood clan, the perfection of appearance and neatness of clothing almost exceeds his own life, and if anyone is disfigured like this, he is afraid that he will pay all the price to let the other party go to hell.

But Borges, who was in front of him, didn't seem to care about this, he stretched out a hand, stroked his face with some intoxication, and then licked his lips and let out a satisfied moan.

"I can't imagine that you actually cultivated the shadow spell, it seems that the last time the dark mage's gathering place was attacked, it was also your doing!"

Habs finally spoke, his voice cold.

He was indeed the only one in the field who dared to speak in front of Borges, and the corpses of two Blood Counts and a Viscount lying on the ground proved everything.

"Hehehe...... Are you saying that those wizards who exude the abominable smell of corpses and sulfur are indeed my hands, although the meat is difficult to eat, but the powerful magic in the blood of that high-level mage is indeed very good!"

Borges seemed to be stuck in the memory and nodded with some satisfaction.

"I've also learned a few small spells, and it seems to be very useful!"

He turned his head to look at the corpses of the two Blood Earls lying on the ground, and chuckled.

"Two blood clan gathering places, a dark mage gathering place, and a werewolf gathering place, are all destroyed in your hands, don't you know that the entire country where the sun never sets is now the patrol team chasing and killing you!"

Habs shouted.