Outside the Zhuang Garden, because all the lights were turned off, the whole looked dark.

In the largest living room of the main building of the manor, a large number of people gathered.

The entire hall seemed empty, with no furniture present.

Instead, a wooden six-pointed star altar was placed in the middle of the hall, and the limited light source shone on the altar, leaving the entire hall dark except for the altar.

In the darkness, people wearing all kinds of strange masks, dressed in retro robes, holding candles in their hands, prayed to the altar continuously.

At a cursory glance, there were nearly a hundred people in the darkness, and the strange masks and candles constantly trembled to make them look terrifying.

On the altar, a man in a blood-red robe was pouring red blood on the altar with a cup in his hand.

The viscous blood emitted a bloody aura, like viscous oil, and was poured on the altar in a thread, filling the lines on the altar, and finally forming a complex symbol.

In the whole hall, there is a strange atmosphere, that kind of pious and eerie atmosphere!

In the crowd, a middle-aged man in the mask of a smiling rabbit prayed while cautiously looking at every believer present.

In particular, the few bishops-like worshippers in black robes were his key targets.

As a high-ranking agent in Germany, this middle-aged man unknowingly replaced the original smiling rabbit and blended into their party in just one week.

Since they got secret information a week ago, saying that a group of people mainly rich people have played a mysterious cult consciousness, and there is a large amount of turnover in the bank accounts of the corresponding personnel, the secret service suddenly realized that this is a faith fraud!

In order to prevent the wealth of Germany from flowing out in this way, and in order to confirm the details of this cult, the secret service specially sent their most elite agents.

In mid-air, Fang Lei watched all this with interest.

As a deity, he could clearly see whose bodies were exuding the power of faith in the scene, and who were observing others with their eyebrows.

Don't think about it, the thief must be from the German court.

"Praise the great King of Blood. ”

Seeing that the viscous blood had completely filled the altar with symbols, and the prayer had just come to an end, all the worshippers raised the candles in their hands and looked feverishly at the bloody altar.

Rumble!

With a muffled sound, flames erupted from several corners of the altar, illuminating the surroundings.

The air became distorted by the scorching force of the flames.

The aura of blood became even more intense under the fiery force, and the collision of the distorted air and the flames caused the flames themselves to turn into a human form in a trance.

Such a vision caused several female believers who had just joined the believers to exclaim, while others were even more fanatical.

"Something, it's a talent!"

In mid-air, under Fang Ti's spiritual power, the little secret hidden in the altar was simply nothing to hide.

In his opinion, everything is the setting of the atmosphere and the power of technology.

"But here, it's different. ”

"If there were no witnesses in the court, this play would not be so exciting. ”

The invisible Fang Ti had a smile on his face, he looked at the bishop whose skin was red from the flames, and his spiritual power began to invade his thoughts.

In the midst of the flames, the red-robed bishop's body was shocked, and he didn't know why he felt the existence of a traitor among the believers present!

The whole person looked confused, and he held a sharp bone knife in his hand, and walked straight in the direction of the agent.

A burst of exclamations rang out, and all the faces under the masks, including the agent, showed incredible looks!

The cardinal actually parted the flames!

Or rather, when he walked ahead, the flames automatically retreated!

"What kind of means is this?"

Feeling the gaze on him, the agent's muscles tensed, but his mind kept recalling the scene just now, and he still couldn't figure out how he had separated the flames.

Boom!

Completely caught off guard, the bishop let go with one kick.

Then, with open arms, he looked around: "Lost lambs, the great King of Blood has just told me that a traitor has appeared among us. ”

Wow!

The crowd was in an uproar!

These people who believe in cults, every one of them was stunned, and they couldn't understand why there were traitors among themselves.

"To traitors, the great Blood Lord said...... Only His blood can cleanse him from his sins. ”

A vague force emanated from the bishop's body, and he couldn't move at all, except to watch as the sharp bone knife slashed at his neck.

"What the hell is going on!"

The agent's eyes widened, and he realized that today's events were beyond his capabilities.

"Call for support!

With almost all of his willpower, the agent roared angrily, and the sound was clearly transmitted to the ears of his companions outside the manor through the tiny communication device on his body.

"Damn it!"

"Kill him, heretic!"

"Betraying the King of Blood can only wash away sins with blood!"

In the hall, the people who had been completely immersed in the atmosphere of cult belief were completely immersed in the atmosphere of cult belief and immediately shouted angrily when they saw this scene.

In the light of the flames, the figures wearing masks and robes surrounded themselves with the coldest sound of judgment.

This scene was very strange and made the agent cold.

He realized that he was afraid that he was going to be cold!

Seeing the blades approaching, the agent closed his eyes in despair.

Looking at the farce in front of him, Fang Ti chuckled, lightly towards the altar, and then flew towards the outside of the manor, at an incredible speed.

"Darkness is coming, and it's time for the Church of the Dawn, which guards the dawn. ”

"Light and darkness are against each other, and this world can be interesting. ”

High in the air, Fang Ti's voice was drowned out by the wind.

Outside the manor, the cries for help were heard from their companions, and the agents reacted immediately.

One by one, the figures quickly rushed out of the darkness and rushed towards the manor. The sniper also pulled the bolt of the gun, ready to shoot at any moment.

But at this moment, the sound of non-existent chants rang in the ears of these agents.

Subconsciously raised his head, and the figure was shrouded in holy light, flying towards the manor quickly.

"Holy Light?"

"The Dragon Knight of France?"

"What is he doing here? Is this ......?"

The reaction speed of the agents was not slow, and looking at Andre from the sky, everyone's faces changed, and they all realized that what happened today was not just as simple as a cult cheating money.

"No matter! go in first to save people!"

The head of the agent gritted his teeth and finally gave such an order.

A group of agents took a deep look at the otherworldly presence in the sky that was a household name throughout Europe, and rushed into the manor without hesitation.

Shrouded in holy light, a smile appeared on the corner of Fang Lei's mouth.

"You guys, just watch the play. ”

Incarnated as Andre, his speed in the holy light was extremely terrifying, and he surpassed all the agents in an instant, and when he looked back at those agents, Andre bowed slightly:

"Just leave it to me here, the guy in there who is resuscitating can't be hurt by your weapons. ”

As he spoke, Andre, who had paused at the gate of the manor, kicked towards the heavy solid wood gate.

In the manor, everyone's ears also sounded like a chant.

It sounded so sacred, and so unfamiliar, it was a kind of hymn they had never heard before.

Under the holy song, the cardinal's movements slammed, and puffs of black smoke emitted from all over his body, and the whole person fell there in a wail of pain.

This scene caught everyone off guard, why did a good person suddenly come up with black smoke and suffer great pain?

Like, things are getting weird?

But before they could react, an even more strange scene happened, they saw that the flames on the original altar had disappeared at some point.

And on the altar, the blood seemed to come to life, and it became more and more in the continuous churning, and in an instant the blood flowed like a river.

The blood flowed like a river, but it was gathered on the altar and would not flow out.

The cultists looked at this scene in horror, this strange scene seemed to be a little different from the cult rituals they usually played......

Just when these cultists were terrified, the mutation was reborn!

I saw that a blood-red flame suddenly boiled on the altar, and the flame burned, and everyone gave birth to the illusion of being in blood.

Then, a vague figure with a pair of blood-colored batwing appeared on the altar, and flames emerged from the blood.

"Lord of Blood...... The Blood Lord has come back to life!"

Among the believers, some people exclaimed, and then in the uproar, more than 100 believers knelt down one after another.

These people are either rich and empty in spirit, or they are desperately poor...... Otherwise, they wouldn't have believed in the Blood King, a god who was not a good deity at first hearing.

At this moment, seeing the manifestation of the gods they believed in, the original emptiness in their hearts was filled at once!

The lies and lengthy brainwashing that the Bishop had concocted finally bore fruit the moment the Blood King appeared!

It's all cheap and tired!

Believers held candles and bowed their heads in anticipation of the arrival of the Blood King.

Among these believers, some young people trembled with excitement as they fell to their knees.

What young person doesn't have a heart that aspires to the extraordinary?

Especially after Andrei was born, those young people who had a rich material life and an empty spiritual life suddenly saw the hope that their fantasies would become reality!

Facing the great Blood Lord at this moment, an illusion rose in the hearts of many people.

If you can get the favor of the King of Blood, your life will be a real life!

However...... As the chant became clearer, it didn't take long for someone to notice that something was wrong.

This hymn is full of sacredness and nature, and it doesn't match the great name of the Blood King, right?

At this moment, there was a loud bang!

The gates of the manor were torn apart by a force of force.

The soft light filled the entire dim room in an instant, making everyone a little blind for a moment, and only a tall figure could be vaguely seen standing in the holy light.

At the same time, they heard a male voice full of solemnity and majesty.

"Vampires, pretending to be ghosts, you should have dissipated with the previous era. ”

"And you ignorant mortals, who gave you the courage to be ignorant?"

The voice was extremely solemn, and it was as if everyone had been stripped naked, and there was no secret in the body, and it was extremely uncomfortable.

"Are you a believer in Jesus?"

On the altar, the blood-colored flames became more intense, and the figure with a pair of bat wings became clearer and clearer.

Can it not be clear? Fang Ti was so close to the altar, and the manipulation of his divine power was more convenient, and the image created by his divine power was naturally clearer.

A low, magnetic voice sounded, questioning the identity of the visitor.

Everyone was surprised to hear this voice.

Because that voice is so good, it sounds polite and polite, but also has a heart-warming power.

It's like...... The Blood Lord was a nobleman of nobles, with elegance everywhere, even in his voice.

Facing the immaturity of the Blood King, Andre strode forward in the holy light, and his figure became clearer.

"Jesus' disciples?

"My name is Andre, the dragon slayer of the Church of the Dawn!"

With Andre's voice, the rich holy light converged a lot, and his figure finally became clear.

"It's him!"

"The Dragon Knight of France!"

More than a hundred cultists, facing the transcendent and saintly Andre, suddenly let out a burst of exclamation.

Even, even the Blood King looked at Andrei with a solemn gaze:

"Dear Mr. Andrei, I, Dracula, have no intention of being an enemy of the Church of the Dawn, but only want to revive in this world. ”

"Please also ask the Church of the Dawn to hold up your noble hand. ”

A solemn voice resounded inside and outside the manor, softening the feet of the agents who had just rushed into the manor.

What did he say his name was?

Dracula? me!!

And it's still a soft Dracula?!

Church of the Dawn, such a dick?

But what is the Church of the Dawn?

The agents were collectively lame......