The God of Ninjas

But now, Rogge said the bet loudly on purpose, so that the surrounding vampire hunters could hear the content of the bet clearly.

He did this, of course, not because he was bored for a while, but because he had his own purpose.

Except for the blade warriors, these vampire hunters in the bar are counted as one, and they are all rubbish.

Rogge didn't look down on their work, but simply looked down on their strength.

But the blade warrior is different, he belongs to the kind of existence with a little potential.

More importantly, Konoha lacks the "talent" of Blade Warrior.

Yes, Blade Runner is a talent.

His strength, in Konoha, is not outstanding.

However, his special pedigree destined him to be a rare talent.

Half human, half vampire, this kind of mixed blood sounds simple, but it is not easy at all to achieve.

The perfect fusion of the advantages of the two bloodlines is not a simple math problem like one plus one equals two.

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481. The Blood Earl

If we can study how different bloodlines perfectly complement each other from the Blade Warrior, then Rogge can try an experiment that he has wanted to do for a long time, but has never had the opportunity to do it.

"Commission?"

I don't know why, after seeing Rogge psychic out a commission scroll, the Blade Warrior suddenly felt that this Konoha Special Forces member who called himself Namikaze Minato gave him a feeling that he had met Konoha Fourth Hokage.

It is said that the Fourth Hokage had obsessive-compulsive disorder to sign commission scrolls with clients when he was a private detective.

Is this a special tradition of Konoha Intelligence Bureau?

The Blade Warrior opened the blank commission scroll and checked it carefully, and this thought came to his mind involuntarily.

"Relax, I have a good reputation in the industry.

"By the way, let me tell you one thing, my commission completion rate is [-]%!

"As long as you sign the scroll, you can see Jacob's head in front of you within an hour. How about it, it's simple enough."

Rogge knew that the Blade Warrior would not trust himself so easily, but he was not worried about the final result.

"Is the wager the reward?"

After thinking about it for more than ten seconds, the blade warrior asked again.

"No. A bet is a bet, and a reward is a reward. These are two different things."

Although staking can also become commissioned rewards, Rogge does not intend to do so.

The bet was just to make the Blade Warrior willingly follow him back to Konoha for experiments.

If the bet is used as a reward, the commission will remain unfinished for a long time, causing him to be unable to accept other commissions before the experiment is completed.

"What's the reward?"

After hearing Rogge's answer, a look of vigilance appeared on the face of the Blade Warrior.

"It's very simple, just help me pay for the glass of wine just now!"

Rogge said a reward that completely exceeded Blade Warrior's imagination.

"Aren't you kidding me?"

"I, Namikaze Minato, never make fun of commissions!"

Looking at Rogge with a serious expression on his face, the Blade Warrior finally made a reward for signing the commission.

"Consignment content: Bring the head of the Blood Earl Jacob Luther to Blade Warrior; Commission status: Incomplete; Commission reward: 30 ninja coins!"

As Rogge expected, the commission of the Blade Warrior passed the system's judgment smoothly, and the system gave a not-so-high commission reward.

"Your commission, I take it!"

After taking back the commission scroll in Blade Warrior's hand, Rogge glanced at the reward written on it.

Twenty dollars!

There's no way a regular Jameson is going to cost that much.

Strictly speaking, the remuneration given by Blade Warrior is already considered a premium.

"You can share your experiences with your peers here, and I'll be back soon!"

As soon as the words fell, Rogge's body shone like an aurora-like brilliant light, and then disappeared completely.

At this moment, Jacob would never have imagined that someone would offer twenty dollars to buy his life.

And the assassin invited was a ninja who never missed.

As the blood prince of Los Angeles, Jacob has a lot of properties in Los Angeles.

This obscure building is one of them.

Whenever late at night, Jacob likes to hold a cup of fresh "drink" that has just been taken out of the girl's body and still has some residual heat, and stands alone in front of the French windows of the office, admiring the night view of Los Angeles that he never tires of. .

But tonight's Jacob obviously didn't have such a leisurely mood.

He was still standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows, his eyes looking into the distance.

But what he thinks in his mind now is not the glory of the blood clan and his own life experience, but how to capture at least twenty alive and kicking werewolves before the arrival of the Duke William of the blood clan.

Jacob would never have imagined that he would miss these old enemies so much.

If possible, he even hopes that the number of werewolves in Los Angeles will increase several times.

It is best to be a young werewolf who is not very old, likes to be independent, and extremely rejects group behavior.

But he knew that he could only fantasize about such things in his mind.

Although werewolves are crazier than vampires, they are not so crazy that they are irrational.

Just after Jacob let out an unknown number of sighs tonight, an aurora-like brilliant light lit up four or five meters behind him.

Later, Rogge, still maintaining the appearance of Namikaze Minato, appeared in the office.

Almost at the moment when the quantum teleportation light came on, Jacob sensed Rogge's arrival.

"who are you?"

Jacob exuded a palpitating aura, and asked in a cold voice.

"Konoha, Namikaze Minato!"

It is impossible for Jacob to know who Namikaze Minato is, so Rogge deliberately added the prefix Konoha.

Konoha!

If there was anyone Jacob didn't want to see the most right now, then Konoha's person would definitely be at the top of the list, even two ranks higher than Blood Duke William.

As for the second place, of course it is his descendant James who has no achievements and only keeps causing trouble for him.

"Our blood race has never had any disputes with Konoha, and we don't intend to be enemies with Konoha."

In Jacob's capacity, implicitly expressing concessions is already the limit of what he can do.

"I'm not here on business."

When answering Jacob, Rogge used Chakra Perception to perceive Jacob's situation.

As expected of the Earl of the Blood Race, his life strength is very high!

The energy intensity is not weak, and he should be proficient in a lot of blood magic.

By perceiving Jacob's life intensity and energy intensity, Rogge roughly judged his strength.

"What do you mean?"

Jacob suddenly had a bad feeling.

"Someone pays for your head, I'm willing to pay for it!" Note 1

Rogge said casually, as if the person standing in front of him was not a blood count at all, but a slave who had no power to resist.

"Hahaha sold my head for money, I would like to know, you are not qualified to receive the money.

"Tell me, let me see how much my head is worth!"

Jacob let out a disdainful laugh, drank the bright red liquid in the glass, and then gently put the empty glass on the desk.

"Twenty dollars!"

"what?"

"Your head is only worth twenty dollars!"

Rogge revealed the salary of Blade Warrior.

Then, he saw a drunken crimson appear on Jacob's pale face.

"Your name is Namikaze Minato, right, very good, you successfully angered a blood count!

"I can assure you, I will not kill you, I will transform you into the lowest blood slave, so that your soul will never live in peace!"

Jacob suppressed his anger, a cruel smile appeared on his face.

"Really? If you can do it, I don't mind!"

Roger didn't take Jacob's threat to heart at all.

A threat from a blood earl is not a threat at all.

The moment Rogge finished speaking, Jacob came to him like a ghost, and his white corpse-like right hand turned into sharp claws, grabbing directly towards his heart.

Shadow Claws!

Facing Jacob's menacing blow, Rogge did not dodge or evade, as if he had no time to react.

However, just when Jacob's right paw entwined with a trace of black shadow was about to touch Rogge, an orange-red flame appeared in front of Rogge out of thin air, helping him block Jacob's attack. hit.

This is?

The moment this orange-red flame emerged, Jacob realized something was wrong.

However, it was too late.

The orange-red flame, which seemed no different from ordinary flames, instantly engulfed his right hand.

Although Jacob immediately activated the "blood power" in his body to protect his right hand, it did not change the ending of his right hand being quickly burned to ashes.

Hellfire!

As a vampire, Jacob is no stranger to hellfire.

Although the vampires have resilience far exceeding that of ordinary people, this extraordinary resilience is not always effective.

For example, in the face of hellfire.

His right hand was burned to ashes by the hellfire, and without any hesitation, Jacob immediately drew back and tried to distance himself from Rogge.

The idea is beautiful, the reality is cruel.

Just when Jacob had the idea of ​​retreating, Rogge grabbed his neck with his right hand and lifted him up.

Bat incarnate!

The power of blood in Jacob's body surged again, and he cast one of the signature magic of the blood clan.

Just when Jacob's body began to turn into black bats, a ball of hellfire emerged from Rogge's right hand, completely enveloping Jacob's body.

Before those black bats could take off, they were burned into nothingness by the hellfire.

"It's not good to want to leave so soon!"

Bat incarnation is not a magic used to attack, but a magic specially used to avoid damage or escape.

According to different strengths, the number of bats transformed from the bat avatar is also different.

If it is a Duke of Blood who is proficient in magic, it is not difficult to transform into thousands of bats at once.

"Who are you?"

When the bat incarnation was forcibly cracked by Rogge's hellfire, Jacob knew that tonight he was most likely to be in danger.