The team marched to the middle of the village to rest for a while, waiting for the arrival of the members of the Night Council. It was a small square, with a dry well on the edge, and a gallows on the other side, and the remaining pieces of the rotten rope swayed in the wind, looking desolate.

There was no place to sit, Wang Dao and the twin sisters stood on the edge of the square and chatted, and the same was true for the people of the Light Alliance, a guy who thought he was very handsome kept staring at the twin sisters, showing a greedy look, and couldn't help but move his feet to go over to talk to him, but was stopped by Polycastie.

Policastie reprimanded with a gloomy face, "Put away your lust, you will die if you provoke those three Orientals!"

The reprimanded guy's face twitched, he also pursued Polycastie, in fact, it was harassment, but he was tyrannized and a little unwilling to step aside.

At this moment, a string of car lights appeared on the other side in the night, and it was rapidly approaching, and the person in charge of the sentry whistled a whistle, and the people of the Light Alliance immediately began to prepare.

The convoy entered from the dirt road on the other side of the village, stopping halfway through, and a large number of members of the Dark Council walked in, loosely dressed as if they were attending a banquet.

When they came to the small square, the people of the Light Alliance were not hostile, but many people knew each other and greeted each other warmly, which was different from the European side, where the two forces were on the same footing.

Next, Wang Dao's head twitched and watched as the two groups began to set up the scene, laying out a duel area with carpets, and setting up photographic equipment around it, and it didn't take long for the small square to look like a movie.

"Who's my opponent?"

Looking at the busy scene, Wang Dao asked Polikasti, and the other party pursed his lips and smiled, "That guy is a big name, and he is still waiting in the car, and he will not appear until it officially starts." ”

"Okay, then let him die in a while!"

"Don't give him a chance to throw in the towel, in that case you have to stop attacking, and then the court will judge his guilt and decide the sentence, which is very troublesome. ”

Polycasti whispered that she was one of the judges appointed this time, and she had a headache when she thought of the cumbersome trial process, as long as Wang Dao killed the opponent, it would be much simpler, and she could collect the body directly.

Wang Dao smiled bitterly, feeling that he was being used again, but this kind of use doesn't matter, after all, it is to clear the trouble, by the way.

The scene of the duel was slowly set up, and even a host walked to the stall with a microphone and made a sonorous and powerful opening speech in English.

"Today is the day of divine judgment, in which the gods will decide who is guilty in a duel, and on one side the sinful ones from the Far East...... King...... Dao ......"

The host spoke in a long voice, still with personal feelings, and had already declared Wang Dao a criminal, and the searchlight shone on Wang Dao, and Polykasti nudged him, signaling that he was about to play.

Damn!

Wang Dao cursed in his heart, he hated this kind of appearance of being watched, and walked up to the gladiatorial area, and the searchlight turned around again, no longer shining on him.

The host shouted again, "Next, we have the initiator of this divine judgment, the North American member of the Night Council, the noble Count Mars......"

As soon as the words fell, the searchlight pointed to the opposite path, and several figures in black cloaks escorted this person forward, wearing a tuxedo, holding a civilization stick, and wearing a black high hat. His face was thin and pale, as if he had been powdered, but his lips were blood-red, two fangs sticking out of the corners of his mouth, and he frequently waved his hand to greet people, but no one paid attention to him, which was slightly embarrassing.

Wang Dao just glanced at it, his eyes turned to the host, the two diametrically opposed ways of introduction were annoying, his eyes became fierce, and the host who looked at it was straight.

"Phew!"

Wang Dao spat directly at the host's body, and landed on his expensive suit, the host's face changed and he wanted to get angry, and when he saw Wang Dao smiling at himself again, he swallowed and swallowed and endured it.

Anyway, you'll be dead for a while, so I don't care about you.

The host muttered in his heart, and watched with a smile as several blood clans walked to the edge of the duel area and stopped, Count Mars handed the civilization stick to a subordinate and straightened his arm, someone helped him unbutton his tuxedo and take off the tuxedo, revealing a white shirt covered with a black vest inside, and then walked up to the carpet with elegant steps, and saluted gracefully in all directions.

"Why don't you pretend to be forced there?" Wang Dao shouted impatiently.

But there is no word pretending to be forced in English, it becomes that Count Mars is a reproductive system, that is, scolding, immediately some people laughed, some people cursed, and Count Mars's face changed.

"Vulgar and foolish barbarian, let him and I send you to Satan!"

He spoke arrogantly, and finally planned to face Wang Dao, his face became hideous and terrifying, his ears became longer, and the nails of his ten fingers became black and pointed, and he looked at Wang Dao viciously.

The host shouted again, "There is no objection between the two sides to the divine judgment, and everything is left to the gods to decide, and I declare the duel officially begin." ”

Before he could finish speaking, he quickly retreated, and Count Mars immediately pounced on the king, his eyes blood-red, and his fangs already impatient.

"Bang ......"

The two sides did not prohibit the use of weapons, Wang Dao took out his pistol and fired several shots, all the bullets hit Count Mars, but it only stopped his body from rushing forward, and the bullets fell, not into the body at all, only some small injuries, and the wound healed quickly.

Count Mars grinned, his footsteps moved as deep as a phantom, dodging the few shots left on the royal road, and came to his back to the sound of the people's inversion, opening his mouth to bite his neck.

People only watched the duel, ignoring a problem, Wang Dao knew that bullets could not kill Count Mars, and he shot for two reasons, one was to make the other party despise himself, but to beat people.

Although the remaining bullets did not hit the Earl of Mars, they all poured down on the host, but they did not hit him at the point, and he was lying on the ground humming, which frightened many onlookers away from the duel area, and someone dragged him away.

Count Mars opened his mouth to bite Wang Dao's neck, but he bit the air, he thought he was fast, but Wang Dao's speed was suddenly faster than him, and he suddenly appeared behind him, his left hand was like a knife into his heart, and his right hand punched at the same time, smashing his head hard.

His left hand entered the chest of Count Mars, and he pulled out his heart, and his head was smashed and flew out.

"Smack!"

The dark brown heart was directly pinched and exploded, and the body of Count Mars flew out through the gap between the two onlookers, smashed through the wall of an abandoned house and fell into it, raising a cloud of dust, and actually stood up again.

At this time, he had a big hole in the back of his heart, and his head was smashed, how miserable it was, but he was still alive.

Wang Dao was also a little surprised, he thought that a punch could blow his head, but he didn't expect it to be just a smash, and the next moment Wang Dao rushed to the front, and the nine-inch dragon needle had turned into a short sword and swung quickly.

His speed was so fast that people could only see the golden light flashing wildly, and when the golden light disappeared, the Count Mars, who was standing there, suddenly collapsed into a pile of minced meat, and people were shocked to see it.

But this is not over, Wang Dao is not sure if he will be able to come back to life after chopping him to pieces, so he smashes it with his fist.

"Boom!"

The fist with true qi slammed up and made an explosion, and the fragments were directly blasted into slag and splashed everywhere, and a large pit with a diameter of more than one meter was blasted out of the ground.

"You should be dead now, right?"

The words floated out of the broken house, and the people who heard it only felt a cold sweat on the back of their backs, this is also too fast, too brutal, the dignified Earl of the Blood Clan, just died?

The people of the Dark Night Council couldn't accept this reality, but they had to face it, looking at Wang Dao in horror, and the scene was silent.

"Let's go......"

Wang Dao said lightly, and the twin sisters immediately twisted their waists and walked closer, took his arm and walked back, came to the side of the car and opened the door to get into the car.

The people of the Light Alliance reacted at this time, some cheered, some whistled happily back to the side of the vehicle, and the guy who wanted to talk to the twin sisters before was even more sweaty at this time, and secretly grateful to Polycasty for stopping him, thinking about the scene where the Count of the Blood Clan was bombarded and killed into scum just now, his body trembled.