The enchanting driver of the female president of Bingshan

All the way.

Wu Tao walked towards the center of the town.

There is an ancient castle there, which is a popular tourist destination in the town, but not long ago, several supernatural events occurred inside, and the government blocked it in the name of investigation.

But Wu Tao is very clear.

Hundreds of years ago, there used to be the palace of vampires.

……

now.

town center.

A majestic castle stands tall.

The castle was surrounded by overgrown grass, birds flew by, and landed on the collapsed walls, and occasionally debris of waste soil fell. It was such a collapsed and dilapidated place that looked ancient and solemn.

"Calculating the time, Morse should be back soon, right?"

In the castle, an old voice came from a claustrophobic room.

The old man's white hair was growing gradually, and his old body was gradually bending, but those blue eyes flickered from time to time, but it was like a spiritual light shining, which made people dare not look directly at him.

"It should be here."

Not far away, a hoarse voice responded lightly.

The figure was hidden in the darkness, and the face could not be seen clearly, but the red eyes were flickering, making it impossible to guess.

But just as the old voice fell, the closed door creaked open.

An old man with gray hair came in.

Behind him, Chris followed with a blank expression.

And the moment Chris entered the room, a chubby white man rushed over from nowhere, he kept shaking Chris's body, and said anxiously: "Chris, talk, you What's the matter?"

"Ham, your daughter is fine."

The white-haired old man glanced at him, then walked straight up to the blue-eyed old man, and respectfully said, "Master, I'm back."

"Where's Nikon?" The old man glanced at him and said calmly.

"Something happened." The white-haired old man lowered his head.

"What's going on?" The faint blue light in the old man's eyes flashed away.

"Nikon refused to listen to dissuasion and wanted to take revenge on the old man in black. I was afraid of accidents, so I brought Chris back." The white-haired old man paused, and then said, "But I contacted Nikon several times later. times, but no one responded, it should be impossible to come back."

"Is it the black dragon again? He seems to have killed many of us?" The old man snorted coldly.

"Badar, Carlson, Dark Snake, if you count Nikon, four of the ten masters of the Emperor's Mercenary Corps have already died at his hands." The white-haired old man said in a deep voice.

"Hmph, I didn't expect that I, Lancelot, hadn't been born for decades. The younger generation has become so rampant. Is it time for me, the king of mercenaries, to change my title?"

The old man gave a cold shout, and the terrifying aura in his body continuously surged out.

The old man with white temples felt the great pressure that suddenly appeared, and immediately said: "Master, don't worry, the black dragon is no more than a frog at the bottom of the well. Now that the master is born, he can be destroyed with the palm of his hand."

Behind his back, cold sweat kept coming out.

Decades ago, my own master dared to kill thousands of miles in a fit of anger. Although he has been unable to retreat and his temper has dropped a lot since then, if someone really dares to provoke him, the consequences will be unimaginable.

"Lancelot, a mere kid from China, a guy like an ant, why should you take it to heart, let's get down to business." From the dark corner, the hoarse voice came out again.

Lancelot suppressed the breath in his body.

In the room, the invisible pressure immediately disappeared.

"That's right, that kid really doesn't deserve my anger. We should pay attention to those guys from the Holy See."

"Let's go then."

In a dark corner, a secret passage "bang" opened.

The darkness is long and long, leading to the depths of the ground.

Several people walked in, closed the door of the secret passage, and headed deep underground.

Half an hour later, several people came to an underground square, which was built of bluestone, and there was a high platform in each of the four sides.

Several people stopped in the center of the square.

Suddenly, Lancelot sneered and said, "Everyone, after following you for so long, it's time to show up, right?"

Ripples appeared in the void.

Inside, three figures in red robes stepped out one after another, and one of them was Cardinal Uld.

But at this moment, he and another red-robed old man followed from left to right, with extremely respectful expressions.

"Hemodo, I didn't expect the Holy See to send you here."

After seeing the person in front of him, Lancelot's face was extremely cold.

Hermedo.

Ranked 27 on the Grandmaster Ranking!

The Holy See's third superpower!
Such a person chased after him and put him under great pressure.

"Lancelot, the once strong man on the list of grand masters, even if it is for you not to continue to harm ordinary people, I have to go." Hemodo was dressed in a red robe, and the voice of a faint smile came out.

"Hmph, for ordinary people? I'm afraid you have taken a fancy to the inheritance of King Arthur in my hand?" Lancelot sneered.

"The inheritance that gathers the power of the entire Western world is the wealth of all people in the Western world, and we naturally have to take a share." Hemodo unbuttoned his red robe, revealing his white teeth.

Lancelot was angry, and said in a cold voice: "Hemedo, my ancestor was one of the eight knights of the round table. He once followed King Arthur to conquer the world. He was the master of this land. As his descendant, the inheritance book It should belong to me, your Holy See wants to get involved now, dreaming?"

"Is it."

Hemedo's old face trembled, and the majestic power in his body surged out.

In the four directions space, ferocious coercion surged out.

However, Lancelot was not afraid at all.

Although he was squeezed out of the Grandmaster Ranking by Blood Shadow Shura, as a former Grandmaster Ranker, the gap between him and He Modo is not that big, and he is not afraid even if he fights to the death.

What's more, he has helpers by his side.

In that dark place, that hoarse voice came out again.

"Hemedo, you seem to have forgotten my existence."

In the void, a burst of bloody air lingered out, breaking Hemodo's coercion.

Then, the figure hidden under the black cloak came out, with long ears, fangs, and red eyes, very scary.

"vampire?"

Hemodo's face changed slightly.

"Let me introduce myself." The figure bowed slightly, "Dreis, the king of vampires."

"King of Vampires, that rumor is indeed true." Hemodo sighed softly.

"King Arthur's peerless reputation, it is not wrong for the ancestors to choose to compromise." Dries licked his lips, showing two fangs, "I don't know the so-called master list of you humans, but if you don't leave, I'm afraid you will turn into a My blood is eaten."

"The inheritance of King Arthur is the wealth of the human race, and I will not give it to a vampire." Hemodo said coldly.

"you wanna die."

Dries yelled angrily, and the blood all over the sky gushed out overwhelmingly.

Hidden in the blood, a blood-red giant claw grabbed Hemodo.

The giant claws were bursting with blood, and terrifying forces surged out, as if they wanted to completely crush this space.

But just when the giant claw was about to grab Hemodo, there was a flash of silver light, and the giant claw retracted as if it had been electrocuted.

"You, you actually prepared a Mithril weapon!"

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