Chapter 281 Abnormal Blood

Through the door, the female vampire could also smell four kinds of blood from Chude Osmar.

The blood of two painters who were invited to repair the church murals, and the blood of the old hunter Schmidt. The last kind of blood came from the doctor's wife, but it was not known whether they were dead or just injured.

But in short, the owners of these bloods were very weak in the eyes of vampires.

Barbara gained confidence because she was not that weak.

Although Barbara had been a vampire for less than a year, she was already an expert in killing people. This had a lot to do with Clayton Bello. Now she could wait patiently for Peren and Osmar to separate - they would not be together forever.

Osmar had revealed his true self in front of the water fairy Adelaide. He also had the ability to transform, and his palms were similar to those of a werewolf.

Clayton shared this news with others, so Clara would pull down the curtains in the room to let the sunlight in directly to suppress his ability.

It is said that some powerful shapeshifters can control their bodies to transform in the sun, but Barbara believes that even if the opponent is such a strong person, the cooperation of two people is enough to create a fatal wound before the opponent is completely transformed.

When Osmar walked into the depths of the house, Barbara could no longer sense him.

She realized that she had stayed at the conspicuous front door for long enough, so she left from the front door, went around the back of the house, grabbed the protruding window sill with both hands and climbed up until she got in lightly by a window on the second floor.

There were three doors on the second floor, but they were all closed and filled with a fishy smell.

Barbara walked gently to the corner of the stairs. She heard the creaking of the floor downstairs. It was the anxious footsteps of Peren.

Osmar did not go upstairs, he was still downstairs.

Barbara turned back and opened Quoke's room. She saw Clara sitting on a chair with a cloak on her back, relying on the mirror on the table to observe who was coming.

Barbara was not a prey, so she did not move.

The female vampire closed the door gently, turned around and walked into the bedroom of the doctor and his wife opposite to wait.

There was no conversation downstairs, and Osmar seemed too lazy to say anything to a person who was controlled by the mind, so he went upstairs quickly.

The footsteps stopped between the master bedroom and Kok's room, and Osmar's voice revealed sincere doubts,

"Kok, are you here? Are you okay? Those people are a little mentally unstable, I think something happened here."

Osmar stood at the door waiting, but Clara would not respond to him, so he turned the doorknob directly.

Almost at the same time, Barbara opened the door behind him, and the two figures walked forward at the same speed a few steps away. Her tea-red eyes once again flashed a cursed green light, staring at Osmar in front of her. His body, which was too thin for a man, made her begin to doubt whether the other party really had the ability to resist.

"Since you are in the room, why don't you answer me? Could it be that you..."

The sunlight illuminated the room. Osmar looked at the window in confusion and continued to walk towards the familiar figure in the room. As he spoke, he reached out and patted his companion's broad shoulders. The loose hood fell off, revealing the young face with blond hair and blue eyes, and the bright red ring-shaped cut on the neck.

The body that originally belonged to Kok stood up, turned around suddenly, and the deformed arms embraced Osmar.

Seeing the strange head rooted in the familiar body of his companion, Osmar's breathing stagnated, but he did not retreat but advanced. He grabbed Kok's clothes on his chest with both hands, and his body tightened around these two hands. Then his legs stepped on Kok's chest in an incredible way, and his body used the reaction force to flip backwards and upwards to avoid this terrible "hug".

"Come here! I."

He shouted halfway, and a piercing chill suddenly hit him, causing his voice to be subconsciously interrupted, and his body in the air shook.

But then Osmar realized something, and his body twisted flexibly again, flipping to the side of the bed, and a sharp knife with a fishy smell just grazed his neck.

Barbara didn't expect his reaction to be so fast, but she still had the advantage.

She kicked back and closed the door. Then she and Clara rushed to Osmar standing on the bed, but Osmar kicked the wall again and jumped up, passing over their heads, jumping back to the center of the room, and reached out to grab the door handle without looking back.

Barbara threw the sharp knife directly at his position.

It was impossible to miss at such a close distance.

Faced with such a flying knife, most people would not be able to react at all, but Osmar turned his feet and blocked the door leaf that was opened inward in front of him, and the sharp knife thrown by Barbara nailed to the outside of the door with a creak.

This blocked the flying knife, but also formed an angle between the door leaf and the wall, trapping him inside.

Clara rushed over with a body that did not belong to her, and punched Osmar's head hard, trying to block the sharp opening.

Kok's body was wide and strong enough, but Osmar stretched out his hand and punched it without hesitation. His strength was not much inferior to Kok's, and even Kok himself seemed to be unaware of this strength.

However, Clara's ability was more than that. The illusory flame ignited from Kok's arm and spread to Osmar's body in an instant.

This was a flame that could only burn the mind, which could disrupt Osmar's consciousness and prevent him from releasing the power of the evil eye.

The pain ignited by the flames spread across the body of the burned face. He grimaced in pain, and his body movements slowed down a beat. Clara controlled Kuok's body and hugged him tightly. Two spider knives covered with patterns came from wide. It pierced through the gap between Ke's ribs and slid towards the middle, one on the left and the other at the same time, trying to cut him in half.

But a scream of agony came from Clara's arms.

Osmar didn't know what method he used, but he suddenly broke free from her control.

His body in the white shirt fell backwards, and instead of hitting the wall, his feet wiped on the ground, and his whole body slipped out from under the crotch of Kuok's body like a piece of wet soap.

Barbara tried to lift her foot and step on him, but he was more flexible than she thought, and she was not good at dealing with people lying on the ground.

Osmar rolled crazily on the ground, as if he was trying to extinguish the flames on his body, but he soon realized that this did not cause physical harm, so he endured the pain and rolled again, and slammed towards the window. Pounced.

The fragile glass was knocked open, leaving a hollow filled with spikes.

Osmar left the room, leaving a mess behind.

"How did you let him escape?!" Barbara looked at Clara suddenly, feeling her anger rising for the first time in a long time.

If Clara had controlled Osmar just now, he would be dead by now.

Clara shouted aggrievedly: "It's not Clara's fault! No!"

"That is how the matter?!"

"He just suddenly shrunk!"

So Osmar has the ability to change his body size. Barbara thought sullenly in her heart that this ability is really not easy to handle. She only knew that the other party could increase his body size before, but she didn't know that he also had the ability to reverse it.

They failed to complete their mission of killing Osmar, but it seemed that was all they could do. Fortunately, they had no losses.

Priest Louis can perjure them. As long as they don't directly chase Osmar on the street, it will be useless even if Osmar reports them to others.

Who would believe that these two women wanted to kill a strange man?

But they had to leave quickly, lest someone come to investigate the matter later.

"Let's go, we should go back."

Barbara walked towards the door, and when passing by Clara, she stretched out her finger and scratched it on the spider's foot. A drop of blood remained there, and it was now stained on her fingertips.

It wasn't that Osmar didn't bleed at all, they still inflicted some injuries on him.

Barbara looked at the bright red on the tip of her index finger and couldn't help but put the finger into her mouth and suck it, and then she stopped uncontrollably.

A particularly wonderful feeling suddenly spread from the tip of her tongue. The knowledge accumulated by the housewife in the past few decades could not accurately describe her feelings at this moment, because she had never had a similar feeling before, eating, sleeping, Smoking, having sex, nurturing, fighting. None of those actions brought her as much pleasure as she did now.

If I had to use one word to describe it, it would be happiness.

Very happy.

She felt an aspect of her being growing.

Osmar's blood was nobler than any she had ever tasted, if only there were more of it

"Why isn't Barbara moving?" Clara asked.

The green light in the female vampire's eyes suddenly flickered. She looked at her companion, this wonderful little head, and tried her best to hide her thoughts at the moment from her.

"I just changed my mind, Clara, you can go back by yourself first. I want to stay. There is still something to do here."

Clara nodded solemnly: "Okay, Barbara, see you soon."

Barbara forced a smile: "Yes, Clara, goodbye."

Clara grabbed the hood and put it on herself, then manipulated Kuok's body to squeeze out of the window.

The ground outside the window was soft earth, and neither Osmar nor Clara made a sound when they went out, and they did not even alert Perun downstairs.

Even when she was the only one left in the room, Barbara's smile was still frozen on her face. She stretched out her slender hands and rubbed her face, rubbing away the expression. She suddenly felt something in her heart that Donna taught her not long ago. New words have a deeper understanding.

"hypocritical".

A feeling of guilt arose in her heart, but it was quickly overwhelmed by a deeper feeling of greed.

She didn't know if others knew what was special about Osmar, but she was determined to enjoy him completely by herself and not give this opportunity to anyone.

Barbara couldn't help but tremble at the thought of experiencing more happiness.

In the room, the smell of blood left by Osmar swirled like a solid red mist in the vampire's eyes.