After Vermeer and Roland entered the training ground, the other mentors quickly sounded the alarm, causing all the candidates in the field to evacuate urgently. The candidates were competing to a fierce moment, and everyone was fighting for points. The sudden retreat alarm made them a little confused. They didn't know whether it was true or the tricks designed by the mentor to test their on-site reactions.

It was not until the radio was broadcast three times in a row that the students realized that this was true and hurriedly evacuated the venue. They didn't care about the doll he had just gotten. It must be something amazing that could make them evacuate so urgently...

The mentors' reaction was not excessive. Although the Lasambo blood clan suffered two blows in history, it was like a candle in the wind, but after all, it was the orthodox blood clan that was once the orthodox. The centipede insect died without being stiff. No one could tell that they still had any secret weapons in their hands. After all, they had a thousand years of history. This time they dared to come to the door openly... either they were crazy, or they were really fearless and had some powerful weapon in their hands.

"They all retreated, don't you leave?" Sanjido lay weakly on the ground, his lips turned white, and the vitality in his body seemed to be flowing with the blood.

"What should you do if I leave? I don't know if that thing will come back." Gunn immediately followed, and he could imagine his strength to beat Sanjido to such an enemy.

"The mentors will come soon. Don't worry about me, take care of yourself."

"That won't work. You are my teammate. I have to be responsible for your safety."

"Did you hear the radio? The combat class has been terminated early."

"Then we are also fellow members of the Guangnianshi. We are classmates of the first class. If you are just a stranger, I will not let you leave it alone if you are seriously injured and don't care about those who need help." Gehn said firmly.

"..." Sanjido suddenly became a little angry. Gunn stayed here, but he would ruin his business. "I don't need help."

"Are you afraid of implicating me? The guy who attacked you...is a blood clan?" Guen guessed, and Sangido's face was a little surprised.

"What are you talking about?"

"I guess, because there is no smell of the beast here. I just saw the claw marks and footprints and thought it was the beast, but this smell is completely different from the beast. There is a strong smell of blood when I smell it."

What exactly does a vampire look like? Gehn thought, only the film and television images in old movies were all pale humans wearing ancient costumes, and they were no different from ordinary people except with canine teeth. No, isn’t mentor Vermeer a vampire? It is said that his status is not low... But he doesn’t look like a vampire at all, and he doesn’t have any bloody smell on his body. Could it be that they will transform?

Sanjido also has a tuft of black hair on his hands. No matter how you look, they look like animals such as wild boars or bears. Can a vampire be transformed into something else? Just like Sanjido can also become a fishman.

"Wait, why don't you turn into the form of a fishman to heal? Your self-healing ability is obviously very strong." Gehn did not doubt the other party, but suddenly he was a little confused.

"My ability is blocked, and it's difficult for me to shake it for a while now." Sanjido twisted his neck with difficulty, and there was a tiny pinhole on it. Compared to the wound on his chest, this small needle hole was nothing, but there was a circle of red blood vessels next to the pinhole, arranged in a strange shape, as if forming some text.

"I'll try to get it out for you, and you'll be fine if you can heal yourself."

"Don't move!"

Only a sound of footsteps came, Guen turned his head vigilantly and then breathed a sigh of relief. It turned out that it was Mentor Vermeer who arrived. The back of his windbreaker was raised high, and his whole body was like flying in the wind, landing in the ruins behind them. Mentor Roland followed closely behind. The dark-skinned bald head could not fly, but his foot strength was amazing, not slower than Vermeer at all.

"Gen, have you seen the attacker?" Vermeer asked while helping Sangido with his wound.

"No...Sangjido only saw one black shadow."

"Where has he gone?" Vermil gritted his teeth. Unexpectedly, after twenty years, the Lasambo family actually accumulated strength again, thinking that they would slowly die over the long years... It seems that a trace of kindness in the past had finally laid the root of disaster.

"It seems to be heading towards the back mountain..." Sangido said, enduring the pain.

Several slender red lines were released from Vermeer's hand, and the thread head touched Sanjido's body and automatically merged into it. His blood control technique could stimulate the body's self-healing ability, but it had no effect on Sanjido. Vermeer frowned, as if he realized that things were not simple.

"How is it? We have to catch up without further ado." Roland urged.

"His body functions have been blocked, and they will all die in a short time. This is a very clever blood technique. Ordinary blood descendants will definitely not be able to use it. They have really created a new blood king." Vermil sighed. His father was unable to make up his mind back then and let go of the old, weak and remnants of Lasambo. They were actually ambitions and thought that revenge might even be planning greater ambitions.

"Leave it to the medical team! We don't have time."

"He is a blood technique, no matter how smart the light is, there is no way..." Vermill stood up and clenched his fists, "But my blood pressure is still there. As long as I find that guy, I can force him to relieve it and let's go."

"Your name is Gehn? If you arrive later, you will report our whereabouts to them. Those wild bats are difficult to deal with, and we may need reinforcements."

Gehn nodded. Although he wanted to help, he knew that he might not be able to get involved in this level of battle, so he should leave it to the mentor and others.

Vermeer and his friends turned into two sharp shadows and rushed towards the barren mountain. Gehn stayed in place. Not long after, the medical team and subsequent reinforcements arrived. They quickly checked Sanjido's condition. As Vermeer speculated, the light healing technique was completely useless on Sanjido, and they could only use drugs to forcefully stabilize his condition.

"Did they go to the back mountain?" The instructor who came to support asked Gehn about the situation.

"Yes, it's the barren mountain behind the training ground."

"There is nothing there...what is Lasambo going there to do?"

"Don't worry about that, let's go for reinforcements first."

"Wait, an emergency was received!"

"So what's wrong? Is it news from Vermeer?"

"No, it's the old doctor! The abnormal research department is attacked!"
Chapter completed!