Casillas threw himself into the air and spun around twice in a fit of rage, and he finally realized that he had been fooled, and that he had done a great evil. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Before, he led the fanatics to attack the vampire's lair, and before the vampires planned to move, he blocked thirteen vampires, including the patriarch Marshall, in the lair.

These vampires have an absolute advantage in the face of ordinary people, but in the face of Casillas and others, they don't have a chance at all.

The fanatics weaved a magic net to seal the entrance to the cave, if it weren't for the fact that they wanted to capture Marshall alive, this magic net would advance and the vampires would be wiped out immediately, but Casillas wanted to give Li Kang a gift, and deliberately surrounded Marshall without killing him, but slowly killed other vampires.

Vampires who don't know whether to live or die try to break through with the ability to transform, but these moves may be useful against hunters, but they are destined to be useless attempts against mages.

Through the magic net, Casillas and the others were like the SS soldiers who slaughtered Jews in World War II, and all kinds of magic blasted out together, and soon annihilated all the vampires except Marshall, and Casillas personally imprisoned Marshall.

"Magician, our monarch has an agreement with your Ancient One, you can't attack us casually! we haven't broken the rules!" Marshall hissed and roared, his painstakingly managed little family falling apart in less than an hour, and Marshall, who had been invincible before, felt as if he had a terrible nightmare.

"I'm not controlled by the Ancient One, I'm serving the god king of Dormammu, and this time I'm here because you have what I want in your hands, hand over the tome?" Casillas felt a little uneasy.

This Marshall doesn't seem to be anything special, why is Li Kang so jealous of him?

Marshall was stunned, he pointed to an altar in the cave ** and said, "The only book here is the 'Blood Bible' of our Blood Clan Holy See! Are you here for it? This is a printed copy, every Blood Family has a copy, and you destroyed one of our families for it? Are you a magician or a damn butcher?"

Casillas blinked twice, he stepped up to the altar and opened the book on the altar, and sure enough, it was the Bloodline Bible, a pseudo-Bible narrated by Dracula himself and compiled by the vampire archbishop.

This is a strange pseudo-Bible, a combination of the Bible and Hitler's "Mein Kampf", the culprit of World War II, which tells Dracula as a messianic character, and the main content is not only to glorify the origin of vampires in a mythological way, but also to tell Dracula to build a vampire paradise and so on, which is a hodgepodge full of gibberish.

"Oh no! Fooled! Hurry! Look at this vampire, and the rest of the people go up! Bring me Li Kang!" Casillas's uneasiness in his heart was even stronger, and sure enough, no matter how sophisticated his plan was, when he met Li Kang who didn't play his cards according to common sense, everything would become like a derailed train.

The furious Casillas rushed to the front, his hair stood on end, if Li Kang dared to make any unusual moves, whether it was useful or not, this dangerous mine must be cleared immediately, and the plan to summon Dormammu must not be interfered with in the slightest.

But when he rushed out of the lair and came to the gate, he could only watch Li Kang flee in front of his eyes, and this bastard deliberately raised a middle finger to insult himself, so arrogant that he had no friends.

"How's Jill doing?" Casillas asked, holding his forehead.

"She's dead...," said a fanatic cautiously.

"Waste!Li Kang's magic is sealed, and he can't use spells at all, why is it Jill who died?!" Casillas suddenly grabbed a fanatic and hissed and roared.

"Maybe... Is it because of the reversal spell?" whispered the fanatic.

"Are you fools to me? The reversal spell will only make Jill and Li Kang share the damage equally, if it is really the reversal spell and Jill is dead, why is Li Kang still alive? besides, it's not midnight at all. Casillas calmed down, let go of the fanatic, and crouched down beside Jill.

"Maybe it was poisoning, or maybe it was a sneak attack from behind?" the fanatics were still speculating.

"Although Jill is an apprentice, he is not stupid enough to unravel his defensive spell and turn his back to Li Kang so that he can sneak attack, no, Jill is not so stupid, but why is Jill lying there while Li Kang humiliates us in public?" Casillas grabbed his head, unable to figure out what was going on.

"Maybe it's an unsolved mystery. The fanatic could only say so palely.

"Yes, as long as Li Kang is involved, it seems that everything has become incomprehensible. Casillas muttered quietly.

At this time, the fanatics escorted Marshall, who used to be a professor of history at Yale University, and later came to Romania alone because he was obsessed with the legend of Dracula.

But from memory, Dracula found out that this Marshall turned out to be his own fanatical admirer, Dracula was a narcissistic monster to the extreme, and he liked to be worshipped the most, so despite Marshall's poor qualifications to a certain extent, Dracula personally transformed him.

Generally, the vampires that Dracula personally transformed are all nobles in the blood clan, but Marshall can rule a small family of more than thirty vampires if he dies, he is so capable, his real ability is in the stacks of books, not to rule vampires.

"I feel very sorry for the misfortune of your family, the reason why I came to exterminate your little family is because I was misled by a cunning and wicked person, in fact, what I want to find is the so-called magic book that can translate this scripture, but I am too anxious, so I was taken advantage of, don't worry, I will send you to meet your family. "Casillas raised his arcane double-edged sword, and he was about to split Marshall with one sword.

"Wait, I know the contents of that scripture, it's an ancient Sumerian script, and there are no more than ten people in the world who can translate it, and three of them were my students, and I'm an authority on it. Marshall, who had been waiting to die, suddenly caught a glimpse of the contents of the page, and his heart was ecstatic, because he knew this kind of writing.

This was great news, and Casillas didn't expect to have such good fortune.

"Dormammu bless, you didn't lie to me, look at how this passage is translated?" Casillas pointed to a passage that Li Kang had translated, so he deliberately used this passage to test Marshall.

"The meaning of this paragraph is that the dark dimension is a dimension that transcends time, ruled by the terrifying dimension lord Dormammu..."

"Hahaha.... Dormammu bless! This is Dormammu bless us, let us find this living dictionary, Li Kang, Li Kang, no matter how cunning you are, you can't win fate. Casillas felt a wave of ecstasy as he collected the scriptures and opened the portal.

The group returned to their base, which was originally a small town church, but because the town's economy collapsed, everyone left, and the church was abandoned, and now it is occupied by fanatics.

Back on his turf, Casillas couldn't wait to find Marshall and asked him to translate the scriptures overnight, and Marshall was extremely efficient, and it took him two hours to translate a total of one page of the scriptures.

Casillas personally verified the accuracy of each step, and after making sure that there were no flaws in the translation, he transformed the church into a powerful circle that summoned Dormammu, according to the scriptures.

This circle needs to be strong enough to break through the wall between the real world and the dark dimension, and the preparation time is a little longer.

After everything was ready, Casillas couldn't wait to summon it, and in the center of the circle, he himself chanted the scriptures and called out to Dormammu, while the rest of the fanatics knelt around the circle to provide magical support to their mentor.

The scriptures reverberated in the circle, reaching the dark dimension with unmistaken accuracy.

In the dark dimension, in an indescribably magnificent castle, Dormammu sat on the throne, the demonic fire in his body was burning, hungry and devouring everything that dared to approach, and the attendants hid far away, for fear of making Dormammu noisy and inviting a terrible fate.

Suddenly, Dormammu opened his eyes, and a small butterfly with one eye on its back flapped its wings and flew with great difficulty.

In the dark dimension, Dormammu is the supreme deity, almost omnipotent, he is familiar with the breath emanating from this little butterfly, which is the stench of the earth, he reached out and grabbed the little butterfly, and threw it on the ground hard, "Boom!" A small image appeared on the ground, through the influence, you can see several believers, who are struggling to pray.

Dormammu's heart moved, and he immediately sensed that this was a great opportunity to take over the earth, and he had vowed to hold the little ball of mud in the palm of his hand until it became a mass of scum, but now all he had to do was patience....

Everything was peaceful, but suddenly, the church was replaced by an eerie darkness, a boundless darkness, in which strange lights flickered and asteroids swirled in the dimension.

"We succeeded! This is the Dark Dimension, and it's still an image, but it's not far away. Casillas cheered loudly.

Suddenly, the entire floor was shrouded in a strange purple sun, in the purple sun, there was boundless malice, but if you looked closely, it was clearly an eye.

"Dormammu—" Casillas knelt on the ground in awe.

Suddenly, in Casillas's head, a voice appeared: Yes, I am Dormammu, the god of the dark dimension, my believer, you have called me, I am glad...

"Dormammu, my god, please give me instructions, what can I do to bring this world tormented by time to your realm?" Casillas asked excitedly.

Dormammu: In your world, there are three sanctuaries, and a huge protective net has been created so that I can't touch your little world, and if you destroy those three sanctuaries and summon me, I, Dormammu, will take your little planet and regenerate it...

"However, those saints are guarded by powerful guardians, and our strength is not enough to deal with it. Casillas knew about the Three Sanctuary, the nodes of the magical web that protected the Earth from magical creatures from other dimensions.

Dormammu: Sacrifice that twisted creature, and I'll give you enough power to deal with the Guardians.

Casillas glanced back at Marshall and smiled slightly, "No problem, my master, he will be presented to you soon...."

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