Rumble!

A loud bang rang out in the open forest. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

I saw a gray shadow sweeping out from the side, directly knocking Chadley out of the air.

He was in the mutated state of the Hulk at this time, in the form of an emaciated Wind Green Man.

In this form, he is a natural elf, which can bring him far more speed than usual, but in terms of strength and defense, the bonus is far less exaggerated than when he was in the giant state, so he was knocked into the air at once, and even suffered a little minor injury.

Chadley didn't stop at all, a turn, and continued to shoot into the distance, at this moment, he really didn't dare to stop.

The current situation is already very obvious, his previous actions have been discovered, and it is even like stabbing a hornet's nest and causing a commotion.

Individual monkey demons are not scary, but a group of monkey demons is.

As long as he moves a little slower now, once he is surrounded by that group of monsters, he will definitely end up dead and alive.

Even if he turned into the most defensive and powerful Hulk form, allowing him to take on many of these opponents at once, it would be useless to face the number that had long exceeded the limit of his capacity, it was just a death throes.

In this world, even after so many years of mutation and adaptation, human beings are still in a relatively disadvantaged position.

Those humans who are protected by otherworldly beings are okay, as long as they can integrate into the atmosphere and group of the otherworld, it will not take a few generations to have the life they dreamed of in the past.

Those who are not accepted by friendly groups in the other world, or who do not want to give up their identity as earthlings, have gone through hardships, even if they have passed a few generations, more than ten generations, dozens of generations, even if they succeed in becoming a strong person like Chadley, even if they can kill the so-called gods and demons in the past head-on, they are still very vulnerable.

Because there are too few such people, there are too many different kinds, especially monsters, there are too many, too many!

On a cliff near the sea, there is a gray castle.

For the past four hundred years, this castle has belonged to an alien vampire count named Dracula.

The name of the vampire Count Dracula had all kinds of legends about it long before the shattering of the earth's civilization, and I don't know why it appeared. Whether it's the fantasy that people fear, or the words of a novelist, or the history that has been selectively forgotten, or whatever.

But when it first actually appeared in front of the world's eyes, the power it displayed was still shocking.

It was too powerful, too terrifying, much more terrifying than the legendary Dracula.

Such a terrifying being, according to the standard of ability level that has prevailed on Earth for a while, is completely up to level 6, and maybe even exceeded. However, such a blood demon god was also killed two hundred years ago by a native supernatural and super-powered king Williams, and even the corpse was made into a specimen and nailed to the cross in the castle, so that this castle was always shrouded in darkness and exuded the breath of Count Dracula. This is not only a deterrent to foreign enemies, but also a kind of camouflage, which can leave a pure land for future generations.

Two hundred years later, Williams, the former king of supernatural powers, is long gone.

Even his descendants don't know if he's dead, or if he's still punishing adultery and evil, or if he's practicing some kind of crucial practice.

The lord of the contemporary castle is Williams's youngest grandson, who is also over eighty years old this year, but unfortunately he has not inherited his grandfather's excellent bloodline, just an ordinary supernatural person, with average strength and a short lifespan, and he has twenty years to live at most.

As the earth underwent some kind of change again, the lifespan of the supernatural was gradually pulled back to the horizon. It can't reach level five, and it's not much different from mortals.

The Earl of Lincoln is the name given to the descendants of this king of powers.

Many of the nearby "families" who survived under the name of the castle, and the indigenous survivors, including some weak outsiders, all had high hopes for Lincoln.

They don't expect Lincoln to achieve the same brilliant achievements as Williams, they just hope that he can become stronger, stronger than his father and uncles, and barely hold on to this foundation, and that is enough.

Williams was undoubtedly wise, and perhaps he knew that his success would be difficult to replicate, so he laid out a lot of back-up positions early on, but these will eventually lose their effect over time.

After Williams disappeared, with the remnants of Count Dracula's aura, the castle has not been invaded by aliens for more than a hundred years, and it is only recently that some problems have arisen in the originally demarcated border area.

The alien is very aggressive towards earthlings, and is almost a mortal enemy by nature.

On the contrary, between the aliens and the aliens, even if there are often killings, it is more like there is some kind of tacit understanding and keeps a bottom line.

They acquiesce to the existence of other aliens, acquiescing to the creation of an exclusive territory by some powerful aliens.

If it is not necessary, the aliens will generally not invade the territory of other aliens, unless the difference in strength between the two sides is too great.

Just like now, the reason why this Lincoln Earl's territory is not invaded by aliens is purely because, in the eyes of most aliens, it belongs to the powerful vampire Dracula!

In this land, within a radius of 100,000 miles, there should not be many people who can surpass Dracula in strength, and there may not be one.

It's just that the breath alone is still not enough, after all, it is still a little enough, just like a paper tiger, at first glance it looks powerful, but after seeing too much, it looks pale and weak, as if it wants to cover up.

Even if the Kasbah and its vicinity are perfectly safe, what about the borders farther afield?

About 300 miles away from the castle, it was a completely safe place to live a few decades ago, but more recently, there have been some sneaky spots in these places.

The Earl of Lincoln's favorite grandson, who is said to be the most outstanding bloodline potential of the family in the past fifty years, was kidnapped by a monkey demon in this area.

This area is not even the original boundary, but it is closer to the border!

After that, the Earl of Lincoln also organized a team to go to the rescue, but these actions all ended in failure, and the wife was compensated and the army was broken.

In the end, it was a ranger who passed through this place who accepted the mission that gave Earl Lincoln hope.

This little bit of hope has become less and less and smaller with the passage of time!

"Go back, my dear. ”

The Earl of Lincoln went out onto the balcony and looked distressed at a beautiful woman whose shoulders trembled slightly.

The beautiful woman turned around, her face covered with tears, and her eyes were as red and swollen as walnuts.

Such a beauty, the rain brings pear blossoms, it is still difficult to hide the beauty, and what is even more difficult to hide is the deep heartache and despair.

"Henry, our child, will he come back alive?"

The beautiful woman asked in a trembling tone, in fact, there is no need for an answer to this question, and there is no accurate answer.

Lincoln had a pained look on his face, speechless.

He is old and good, and the process and details are not enough for outsiders, but fortunately, the result is good.

is absurd for a while, he not only has more sons, but also more hope!

This child, among all his descendants, and even among all the family members of the same bloodline, has the top bloodline potential!

He has always been regarded by him as the hope of revitalizing the family, but now that it is suddenly gone, the pain in his heart, the pressure he bears, how can he be less than half a point than this woman.

The beautiful woman saw Lincoln's ugly face and covered her face in despair.

"Alas~"

Lincoln sighed, but didn't say anything more.

What outsiders see is that he has lost a potential grandson.

But he himself knows that what he has lost is his own son, or a own son with a bright future!

The reason why his grandfather Williams was able to become the king of abilities, even the powerful demon vampire Nikolai could be killed, outsiders only thought that he had awakened an amazing ability from the beginning, but they didn't know that Williams's earliest awakening ability was actually very scummy, and it was only after repeated transformations that it became the kind of almost invincible ability that later!

Their family's ability, the power of the supernatural ability hidden in his bloodline, is not a fighting ability against the sky, but an evolutionary factor!

It's just that ordinary family members, even if they awaken that ability, they will evolve three times at most, and they will reach the limit of bloodline power.

Only his son is different, even if he is not as good as Williams, he can evolve about seven or eight times.

At that level, at least level 5 or 6, maybe even close to Nikolai!

This is the hope of family revitalization.

Now, there is no hope.

Thousands of miles away from the castle, Chadley finally broke out of the dense forest, and what awaited him was not sunny and sunny, but moonless night.

In the night, the silhouettes of shadows and shadows have already surrounded the dense forest, waiting for him to enter the net!

Behind him, there is a dense forest with clear skies, which is a natural secret place.

In front of him, there is the dark night on the earth, like the deepest haze!

"Squeak!"

The cacophony of voices came and went, as if cheering, and Chadley was forced into the encirclement by the pursuers behind him.

Looking at the monkey demon figure jumping up and down in the hundreds of lanes around him, Chadley finally gave up the idea of escaping, and he directly turned into a hulk like a hill, ready to resist stubbornly.

Chadley's heart was silent, and he just wanted to pull a few more pads before he died.

It's just that he still can't understand that he just saved a useless "noble" boy from the demon monkey's lair, as for throwing out the nest to hunt him down like this?

If it were someone else, I couldn't say if I would be as calm as Chadley at this time. Probably in a sad and angry mood, there will be no less people who point to the sky and scold the earth.

Among those figures jumping up and down, there are many old rickets, and there are also thin young demon monkeys like human babies.

This is obviously the rhythm of the whole clan mobilization, how much hatred does this have?

However, it is precisely because of this that he decided to fight to the death.

If there were more than a hundred or close to two hundred demon monkeys in the total number of people chasing and intercepting, even if he wanted to fight hard, he probably wouldn't have a heroic result, and a tragic death was more likely.

Now, there are only a few dozen of those demon monkeys who are really threatening, and the rest are all made up, and they may be able to entangle him, but they will also have to pay a heavy price.

In this way, even if he Chadley died, he would be able to bring enough disaster to this monster!