Qi Yue's silver eyes flashed with a hint of blood, and he certainly understood what Vampire Prince Klinseman meant. The battle wasn't over, and even if Klinseman were to die, it wouldn't end; since these Church powerhouses were truly after Rain Eye, they wouldn't leave easily. And now, the only one completely capable of fighting was none other than himself.
Taking a deep breath, Qi Yue forcibly dispersed the intense resentment within his heart, and his internal energy began to circulate. Long hours of flight had taken some toll on his body. In the silence as thin as a thread, he began trying to recover his own energy.
Klinseman turned his gaze to Xu Qing. In his gradually dimming eyes, there was a glint of satisfaction, "Hey, Kristy, don't cry. In my heart, you will always be the most beautiful of the Blood Race, you are our Dracula Clan's princess! Don't cry. Brother won't be able to accompany you anymore, you must learn to be strong, okay?"