The tall man crouched on top of the armored car, the bullet glint on the dark armor of the vice president of the Urinary League, like clusters of flint and steel. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Kneeling on one knee at the top of the tank, the steel-armored King Kong slowly stood up and shook his neck, which was a little sore from the forced shock. In the dense bullets, his entire dark armored body, and his whole body were shot out by tinkling bullets.

"Foolishness! Fight for the tigers! How does evil defeat good......" The mysterious and huge vice president of the Urine League slowly turned around, he had been facing everyone with his side face before, but now he turned around and stood on the roof of the car, his body covering the noon sun on the skyline behind him.

Bai Xiaoyu looked up at everyone, his eyes hidden under the steel mask, and he couldn't see his emotions. After a second, I saw him stretch out his left hand, and after thinking about it, he retracted four fingers, leaving only one little finger aimed at everyone.

Then the tip of the little finger cracked open, and a black hole tubular thing protruded from the crack.

Dadada, dada......

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xiuxiuxiuxiuxiu……

Bright silver knives and forks fluttered in the air, clusters and clusters, like a rain curtain that turned 90 degrees, covering the entire space in the room.

Marquis Nicholas's figure was as fast as a bolt of lightning, dodging and moving in the rain of knives and forks thrown by Griffith, pulling out a series of illusory afterimages.

At this time, the big demon was splitting his legs, and the horizontal knife immediately stood in front of an aluminum alloy container, which was something similar to a basin container, but the volume was larger, and it was densely packed with silver tools for dining, like a hidden weapon that flashed with streamers!

I don't know what kind of nervous disorder it is, the tableware in Hao Erzhongtai's secret laboratory is all made of silver alloy, which is simply high-end and high-grade. Of course, for Griffith at this time, the most important thing was that silver items had a considerable degree of restraint for the Marquis of Nicholas.

"Hey quack......"

So when Griffith was holding a basin full of silver knives and forks, there was a bang in his head, and no thought came to his mind. See how Lao Tzu stabbed you to death with silver......

Then there is the cutlery storm we saw, and it was a rain of knives and forks! The wall was completely pierced in an instant, the ceiling was also all paved, the lighting, glass cover, and paintings were all broken, and the unbroken ones were densely arranged along the arc of the object and covered the surface of the object, and the tip of the knife and the fork were submerged fiercely.

Aggressive......

In the kitchen, there is a small wall near the west side of the small target, I don't know which chef loves projection to hang on it, this target is woven with red strings, clearly marking the ten, nine, eight rings and other lines.

Moreover, the dart projecting enthusiast in the kitchen had already projected many darts on the target, most of them around the sixth ring, and one shot was close to the ninth ring, almost crushing the red center. But Griffith's silver light rained down, and the whole dart board was covered in a bang, where could you tell what five rings, ten rings, and six rings were, and the colorful board was full of knives and forks in an instant......

"Afraid or not, hey quack......"

Griffith, who was half-crouching in front of the 'basin' with his legs crossed, turned his arms into countless afterimages, and threw his knives and forks desperately at the Marquis of Nicholas. The big demon opened his mouth and screamed, he twitched like crazy, and in front of his body was a whole piece of silver light radiation path that he threw out.

This brief burst of power only lasted for forty seconds, but the walls, floors, ceilings, tabletops, and seats of the entire restaurant were all covered with a layer of faint silver, which at first glance looked like a big world covered in silver in the season of the first snow in the north.

This kind of scene is too exaggerated, the man standing in front of the basin, his hands have completely turned into phantoms, like a thousand-armed Guanyin, hulala, hulala, hulala, throwing out the contents of the basin one after another. The intensity was as if someone was carrying a six-tube Gatling and squeezed the trigger, making a suddenness to eat.

"Bastard! You, that's enough......"

The night nobleman Marquis Nicholas was directly crushed into a dog at this moment, and he ran frantically and frantically in the entire room, without even having time to escape from the door. Those dense silver knives and forks are really denser than rain, and they are not metaphors or exaggerations at all. Nicholas swore by his elegant evening dress, chasing after his ass for a centimeter and biting the guys, who were simply locusts in transit, biting whatever they saw, maggots attached to the bones.

Just as the intense pursuit and silver rain made the scene look extremely tense and solemn, as if even the air was transmitting an ancient war song that made people shudder and boil blood, those silver knife rains that filled the field of vision suddenly stopped abruptly without warning.

Forehead......

The Marquis of Nicholas, who was running and dodging with all his might, did not react at that time, and he was still in the room 'pumping, pumping, pumping' crazy chaos, and the afterimage alone was dazzling.

Empty empty empty ......

On the other hand, Griffith, who was full of excitement and red light, didn't realize that the silver knife and fork in the basin were exhausted, and he was stunned for a second, his messy fingers were still twitching subconsciously, making the appearance of a thousand-armed Guanyin throwing things.

With the embarrassed sound of the big demon's arm, the figure of the night nobleman finally slowed down, he slowly stopped and hung upside down on the beam, as if he had found the problem, he tilted his head expressionlessly, and a dangerous light flashed in his eyes: "What are you...... Finished throwing it away?! ”

However, his voice fell to a halt, and only a crisp 'click...... was heard, and Griffith and the Marquis of Nicholas turned their heads in one direction at the same time.

With the sound of the door opening, Levka, the battalion commander of the 6th Battalion of the 3rd Division of the 2nd Brigade under the command of Hao Erzhongtai, opened the door nervously. He is a person in the elite sequence under the command of Hao Er Zhongtai, he has seen the world, and he has been trained to compete with those who are capable, and he is extremely accurate in his own positioning. Therefore, when he had the ability, he also experienced the great terror of the powerful. So when he heard that the person rounded up this time was an absolute powerhouse on par with the night nobleman Marquis Nicholas, his legs and stomach were spinning.

However, as soon as the military order was like a mountain, Levka, as a soldier, gritted his teeth, and as soon as his head was empty, he held the AK series light machine gun, pushed open the door that was full of knives and forks, and from the outside of the room, the wooden boards were full of silver knives and forks, and then he was greeted by a dazzling white light that filled the room.

"I ...... Rub ......"

When Lekav recovered his vision from the light, he found that every corner and wall of this bright room was densely filled with silver glittering things, and on closer inspection, it was full of knives and forks. When I look up, in the reflection, it is really dazzling!

Lekav's second impression of this room is that the sky is full of smoke and dust, just like the construction site, where small particles and fine dust of solid dust block people's vision, stick to the mucous membranes of the human respiratory tract, and even on the ground, a thick layer of dust accumulates until the instep of the foot.

And standing in the middle of the 'Silver Room', a man with a gray face and a face that seemed to have flour on his face was standing like a statue with his hands raised and his horse walking away. The moment Lekav opened the door and came in, the other party's big black eyes looked at him, and it seemed that they were still turning, which was very funny.

The Marquis of Nicholas, who was hanging upside down on the roof and holding the silver hilt in his hand, was neat and neat, and he could clearly see the intricate texture of his clothes, which may be due to the fact that the other party's clothes were changed by his own abilities and were often broken up and reorganized.

When Lekav pushed the door and looked in, the Marquis was hanging upside down from the roof in an irrational position. After the night nobles, their backs were revealed, and their whole body was covered with delicate snow-white satin, with a tall figure and a majestic appearance, just like a great man standing at the peak of some kind of era.

However, when the night nobles heard the sound of the door opening, turned their heads to look, and their bodies turned slightly, Mr. Lefka, the commander of the 6th Battalion of the 3rd Division of the 2nd Brigade under the command of Hao Erzhongtai, was stunned to see that the other side of the Marquis Nicholas hidden out of his sight was like the wall and ceiling, densely inserted with knives and forks, and he could not see his original body and appearance--the whole body, calves, thighs, crotch, lower abdomen, chest, and even his face were covered with the silver glittering gadgets. With the other party's head turning movement, it trembles, so that the patients with dense phobia will definitely be frightened.

“……”

Seeing Levka coming uninvited, the body of the night nobleman Marquis Nicholas trembled like mercury, and then the silver knife and fork seemed to suddenly lose their attachment, as if hanging on liquid, and scattered all over the ground. The blood marquis fell, his expression froze, his neck crunched, and his whole body pulled out the afterimage without warning, and came directly to Mr. Levka, the battalion commander of the sixth battalion of the third division of the second brigade under the command of Hao Erzhongtai.

"Just ...... coming"

As the words fell, Nicholas, whose slender and powerful body was sold, spread his five fingers, covering Levka's face like mechanical steel claws. The latter is about 1.75 meters tall, which is considered a medium or even slightly lower figure in Europe. The figure of the nobleman in the dark night flickered, the black tuxedo was open, condescending, pinching the other party's face like a chicken, the palm squirmed slightly, as if there were teeth and even a black hole to suck the person in the air.

"What a fresh and juicy meat. Body ......" a tooth-aching sound came from Nicholas's palm, and Mr. Levka's body, which he pinched his face, shook violently and twitched, and under the power of the night noble's single palm, Mr. Levka's feet lifted off the ground, and a large stream of blood was flowing down the veins on his body to his face, and then flowed into the palm of the Marquis Nicholas, which was swallowed up continuously, and was soon sucked into a human stem.

"Whew~, tsk!!" The Marquis of the Night, who had sucked up the essence of a person's life, took a deep breath of air, he smashed his mouth, released his fingers, and Levka, who had turned into a dried corpse, was like a few puppets made of dry wood, and Pia fell to the ground, falling to the ground lightly and softly.

", drink blood medicine, you cheat......"

The Night Nobleman turned his neck gracefully, he licked his right hand with his red tongue and pale lips, and finally turned his face, raised his eyebrows, and looked in the direction of Griffith with emotion.

“……”

"Mom sells batches!"

Seeing that the Night Noble, who had spent a lot of energy under the attack of the last silver storm, had a smooth and lively face after sucking out the blood of one person. In the heart of the big demon who has been killed for a long time, there are 10,000 alpacas running wildly.

How should I describe this undead king who has lived for thousands of years, should I say that he is worthy of being an outlier among aliens, a nail household among vampires? Nicholas not only has strange and sharp attack methods, but even its endurance has inherited and strengthened the racial characteristics, so strong that it is unimaginable, as if as long as there are living people and blood, it can reawaken the activity inside its body - it should be said, is it really worthy of being called the 'Immortal King'?!

But then again, although Nicholas Dracula is a strange species among vampires, he is limited by the rules of the universe, and his resurrection ability will certainly not be unlimited.

According to Griffith's speculation, based on Nicholas's extreme environmental adaptability and blood recovery ability, there must be a limit to the amount of damage he can recover per unit of time, and the energy reserves in Nicholas's body have an extremely important impact on his recovery and resurrection.

But unfortunately, Griffith's damage is not particularly sufficient now, if he has the power to blow up a planet with one punch, Nicholas's recovery ability is just a decoration in front of him.

"Alas, it's a pity......," Griffith sighed, for he was still too weak.

Griffith, who was full of sorrow, was very helpless to rub the white powder on his face with his palm, it is rumored that the more outstanding the blood race, there will be a weakness that is more and more feared, this is called prosperity and decline, or the yang must be yin. Just as ordinary vampires are afraid of sunlight and silverware, and Superman is afraid of stones, Nicholas must have something of his own that he can't resist, and in the state that Nicholas is showing now, that thing is really not half a star for the night nobles.

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