A black-robed figure appeared in the air so suddenly, and he stood there in the air like that, looking extremely stylish.

Gordon took a step forward, looked up at the figure, and said in a deep voice, "You are the vampire behind Cecil?!"

"Despicable werewolf, how dare you call your former master that?!"

The hood of the black robe was removed, and it turned out to be a cloak, revealing the face of a middle-aged man. The man's face was pale, his body was thin, like a zombie, and his blood-red eyes were particularly strange.

"I, noble blood, great Baron Robert!" the vampire sneered, "Werewolf, you are strong, stronger than Cecil and his son. Come, like your ancestors, and be a slave to our Roberts!

"Roar!" Gordon let out a roar, "Werewolves will never be slaves!"

The other werewolves also shouted, "Werewolves will never be slaves!"

Baron Robert's face changed, and he shouted, "Then you will die!"

"You're the one who is going to die!"

Gordon was ready to attack a long time ago, shouted, kicked the ground, and actually kicked the ground out of a big hole, and he also jumped out of a height of seven or eight meters with his strength, and directly pounced on the vampire in the air!

Robert was startled and hurriedly ducked to the side.

Gordon was a step too late, only to cut the corner of his coat. Werewolves are extremely capable of jumping and running, but this is an empty square, and Gordon has nowhere to rely on it, so he has to fall from the sky.

"Damn!" said Robert, looking at the gaping hole in his cloak, "you damned, lowly werewolf! How dare you cut through my favorite clothes, you are unforgivable!

Gordon ignored his threat, swept to the grand statue in the middle of the square, and hurried over.

On the way, he picked up a long leather whip that Cecil's men used to whip his compatriots before, and with the help of the statue, he threw it over!

Werewolves are not very good at weapons, as their minions are the best weapons, but this does not include whips and bows.

Many werewolves are good at using long whips and bows and arrows, which is the method they found when dealing with vampires - otherwise, vampires are naturally capable of flying at low altitudes, and in the open area, werewolves don't use long weapons, which is really difficult to deal with.

The long whip made a bang in the air, Robert couldn't dodge, hit the door, and was pulled directly from the air by this whip, falling to the ground, embarrassed.

Where will Gordon give him a chance to fly again, and after landing on the ground, he pounced again, and smashed a punch in Robert's face!

Robert had just gotten up when he was beaten back by Gordon and was furious.

But on the ground, his strength can't be brought into play, and he is just a mere blood baron, the lowest-ranked among the "Duke Uncle Men", his strength is far inferior to Gordon, and with two punches, Robert was beaten into a bat and scattered in all directions.

The bats reunited in the air, taking on the form of Robert, but their faces were bruised.

He was furious, "Damn it, lowly werewolf! Lord Robert won't let you go!"

In the distance, Shen Mo frowned slightly: "The strength of this vampire is too weak, even with such a weak strength, dare to provoke?"

"It's not that he's too weak, it's that my brother is too strong!" Deria looked proud, her furry tail exposed, wagging and wagging.

"My brother's sideburns are already yellow, and in terms of strength, he is equivalent to the count among vampires! He's just a little baron, and his strength is about the same as mine at best, and of course he's not my brother's opponent!"

But the silent brow furrowed even deeper.

Werewolves and vampires do have corresponding levels, and even Delia knows this kind of thing, so it's impossible that this vampire doesn't know.

Since he knows that he still dares to come, either he has a problem with his brain, or, there are some hole cards!

Sure enough, Robert in the air was furious and pulled out a strange skull.

It was a canine bone, and a mouthful of blood was sprayed on it.

"No!" Gordon exclaimed, whipping up the whip to whip it towards the vampire.

But it was too late, and at the moment when the blood sprayed on the skull, a strange force, in an invisible way, quickly spread to the entire town!

Delia, who was silent, screamed miserably and squatted down with her head in her hands.

The same is true of the other werewolves, young and old, clutching their heads and rolling on the ground in pain.

Even the mighty Gordon felt a sharp pain in his head, it was a kind of coercion from the soul, and there was no way to resist it, so he could only rely on his own will!

Having experienced it once before, Gordon thinks he's already had the experience and should be able to resist this time.

But this time, it was the vampire who unleashed it.

Although vampires and werewolves are both dark creatures, werewolves are natural warriors and have a weak affinity for magic, but vampires are equivalent to dual cultivation of magic and martial arts.

So don't look at Robert as just a baron-level vampire, but the power of driving the werewolf ancestor skull is much more powerful than Cecil's previous drive!

Robert smirked and poured his dark magic into the werewolf skull, laughing arrogantly, "Surrender to me!"

Many werewolves couldn't help but kneel, and under this powerful spiritual coercion, Robert was like a god in their eyes!

Gordon's whip had fallen to the ground, and he gritted his teeth and clenched his hands into fists, even though his nails were deep in the flesh, but he still didn't give in.

He regretted in his heart that he had underestimated his opponent too much.

No wonder vampires could enslave werewolves for thousands of years before, and the coercion of this ancestor's skull was really unusual.

But fortunately, he didn't come alone this time.

"Shen! I can't take it anymore!" Gordon yelled.

Shen Mo was closing his eyes at this time, using Ruyi Immortal Qi to feel this mental pressure, confirming that this was an extremely special spiritual pressure.

This spirit should have a certain frequency band, and it has an obvious effect on the creatures in the same frequency band, but in different frequency bands, that is, playing the piano to the cow.

Shen Mo couldn't help but pout.

I thought this werewolf ancestor skull was a good thing, but I didn't expect it to be just a waste.

What's more, this so-called ancestral skull can only drive werewolves in a certain vein, and it can't make all werewolves surrender at all.

This thing is a chicken rib, and it doesn't do much for silence.

Hearing Gordon's cry for help, Shen silently opened his eyes and stepped forward.

At this time, the vampire in the sky also realized that when everyone was kneeling, there was still a person standing steadily!

But he didn't take it seriously, because in his mind, humans were the weakest race.

"There's still a human?! You're so bold that you dare to come here! It just so happens that I'm hungry now......"

Robert licked his lips and sneered, "Werewolf blood is bloody and smelly, or human blood is delicious!"

"Boy, did you come on purpose to add food to Ben-sama?!"