Chapter 278
At the same time, his complexion also quickly turned pale, different from the usual paleness of vampires, it was the color of a soaked corpse.
Beneath this paleness are distorted meridians, which have turned into a blue-black color, looking extremely weird and terrifying.
His eyes also began to undergo drastic changes. Generally speaking, the eye color of vampires is the same as that of ordinary people, basically only those pupil colors, and the pupil color of priests is blue.
But now, the color of his pupils began to change.
The pupils of the pupils began to congest rapidly, as if they had been injected with something, the pupils quickly became cloudy.
And this is not the most frightening thing, the most frightening thing is that his jaw suddenly split a thin line from the flesh, and this thin line became longer and longer until it reached the throat.
And the depth of the thin line is also gradually and rapidly deepening strangely, at first it is just the skin, and then it is the muscle...
When it reached the skeleton, it could be clearly seen that the split mandible had become a mouthpart with needle-like fangs.
And they were writhing crazily as their master struggled in pain.
Chuba no longer dared to press the priest, and the surrounding people also stood away silently.
For a moment, only the priest's indistinct shout was left in the car: "Kill me, give me a good time, kill me quickly!"
The priest's ambiguous pleading still echoed, causing the entire blood guard to fall into silence.
Although they are vampires, none of them can look at their comrades in arms and remain indifferent.
Even though he knew that it was the best choice to give the priest a good time at this time, who could do it?
Rehart punched the car in resentment, the metal car was slightly deformed, and some silky sunlight penetrated in.
This amount of sunlight is not fatal to a pure blood, as long as it doesn't irradiate vital parts, but it is enough to hurt.
Reihart's fist was exposed to the silky sunlight, as if it had penetrated into the magma, and the muscles and bones were scorched black by the invisible fire.
But he gritted his teeth desperately and didn't say a word. Perhaps for him who knew the inside story, this was a kind of punishment for himself.
Yes, he knew the inside story, and he knew what the big makinos were doing.
But he has no choice, he is the sharp blade in the hands of Da Makinos, and he must complete the orders of Da Makinos, even if it means letting him bring his subordinates to die.
But now, Xue Nan is dead, and the priest is already living a life that is worse than death, but he can't even do anything, he can only use this way of punishing himself to make his heart feel better.
As the only female in the blood guards, Villien was unwilling to continue watching for a long time. She buried her head in Light Axe's arms, but she didn't notice the shrinking and desire in Light Axe's eyes.
Yukio was the first to die under the vampire's R alien attack, and he was the most miserable guy.
At this time, the only one whose expression didn't change much was Chuba. He was one of the few vampires with a good personality, and he had a good relationship with the rest of the guards.
He took two steps forward, swung the hand holding the knife violently, and drew the knife out, instantly ending the priest's roar.
His long knife cut through the cleft of the priest's jaw, directly severing the entire cranial cavity.
With a single blow, it will collapse when touched, and ghosts and gods will not stay. It can be said that in this case, Chuba made the most correct decision.
But not everyone could understand what he was doing. Hallett rushed up immediately and grabbed Chuba by the collar.
And yelled at him: "Asshole, do you know what you are doing? You killed your comrades, you crazy?"
Chuba silently put the long knife back into the sheath between the two, and pushed Hallett back with all his strength.
Looking at the priest who seemed to have rested and the excited Hallet, he just said in a tone that could not hear the waves at all: "Of course I know what I am doing! I am just giving a soldier the rest he deserves."
"You bastard!" Hallet wanted to go up and give Chuba a few more blows, but was stunned by the sudden noise.
It was the priest's corpse that made the noise, and the reason why it was called a corpse was entirely because of the knife that Chuba had just swung.
A knife cut his head obliquely into two halves, even the mutated, shrunken and yellowed brain was no exception.
To this extent, as long as it is within the category of living things, including normal vampires, it can be said to be brain dead.
However, it was not applicable to the priest, his body started to struggle again after being quiet for a while.
The vitality is so terrifying that it is like a cockroach that has been headed off and is still tenacious. If you look carefully, you will find that even the half of the priest's severed head still has vitality, and his eyes are still blinking.
Such a scene is enough to make anyone's hair stand on end, even if the bystanders are a group of vampires.
Hallett stopped scolding Chuba because he couldn't stand it anymore.
He picked up the gun loaded with silver-plated bullets that are deadly to vampires, and began to shoot frantically at the corpse.
The bullets were shooting crazily, not only tearing apart the corpse, but also occasionally hitting the operating table and the carriage to form ricochets. Except for the two humans who were worried about being killed by ricochets, other creatures expressed their disapproval. Very concerned.
All they cared about was the corpse that couldn't be killed no matter how hard they were beaten, the corpse that was almost sieved by the bullets, and even the internal organs and most of the bones were swept away.
But this corpse just didn't stop moving, its heart was still beating, as if all the injuries it received didn't exist.
But they didn't gain nothing, at least they saw something that they didn't pay attention to at first.
On the chest of the corpse, under the torn and shattered muscles, there were bone plates that were completely glued together, like a pair of armor, tightly wrapping the heart inside.
If they could not still hear the sound of the heartbeat, they would not even know that the heart would be inside such a weird bone plate.
It was still Chuba who did the work. He drew out his long knife and sliced off the muscles on the bone plate bit by bit, completely exposing the entire bone plate in his sight.
Then with a solemn face, he inserted the long knife along a small gap in the armpit on the bone plate, and what the blade conveyed was the feeling of piercing into solid muscles.
But this stab made the whole body start to writhe crazily as if it had been shocked by electricity.
Seeing the weird writhing of the corpse, everyone who watched felt a certain pain.
This feeling made Chuba more determined. He violently stirred the handle of the knife, but the muscle on the blade was still torn into pieces.This suddenly became the deadliest blow.
The corpse no longer twisted, but fell completely silent as if it suddenly lost all power.