"Brother has garlic to protect his body, silver to add to his body, Lord Marquis, do you feel scared, ah, hahaha......" Griffith smiled after discovering garlic and silverware, he picked a slender left eyebrow at Nicholas, thinking about the restraint of garlic and silver for vampires in film and television works, and the black knife in his hand was gone, and the silver knife and fork held in his left hand and right hand were stabbed into the garlic ring hanging around his neck, and then he dragged it fiercely, Then he triumphantly pulled out two garlic cloves on the left and right. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Come on, little deflated three, you are coming, come here......" Seeing the constipated look of the Marquis of Nicholas, Griffith lifted the garlic and knife and fork in his hand, and laughed arrogantly three times. Then he opened his big mouth, revealing his flashing front teeth, and with a wicked smile, he opened his mouth wide and started working left and right, biting the garlic from the knife and fork fiercely to the two gaps......

"Hehe...... Cool, huhu~~" In the pungent garlic taste, Griffith chewed heavily, the garlic juice flew, and tears swirled in circles in his eyes. But the big demon gasped, as if he had caught the lifeblood of the Marquis of Nicholas, his eyes widened fiercely, and he bit it again strongly, so as not to let the tears fall.

"Come on, you're coming......"

“……”

When the night nobles saw the ugly appearance of the big demon's villain, they really couldn't resist the impulse, and they went up to teach Griffith to be a new man. It's just that he was only halfway through the run, and he found that the man who called himself Xue Yijie was also running towards this place gloatingly, spitting here while running.

“……”

This Nima was disgusting, as clean as the night nobleman Marquis Nicholas frowned at the moment, and had no choice but to collapse into a ball of vampire bats and hide in the other party's dirty saliva. Unexpectedly, Griffith saw that this method worked, and thought that garlic had a miraculous effect on the blood clan, so he immediately spat on the little bat in the air. You have to take a bite of garlic if you spit out your saliva.

For about five minutes, the Marquis of Nicholas was annoyed by the shameless man in front of him. Griffith's completely open and chrysanthemum-petaled small lips spat like a machine gun, 'Da Da Da, Da', and it was full of strength, more than ten meters away, a straight line of water passed.

"Come on, old ghost, taste my righteous spit......"

However, after a while, Griffiths almost finished eating the garlic cloves hanging around his neck, and his mouth was dry. Because of his greed, his face was flushed, and he had a big tongue when he spoke, but he was comfortable and insisted on spitting this way.

"There's no end to it......"

And when the man ate the last clove of garlic and reached for another string from the aluminum cupboard, the nobleman of the night finally couldn't bear it anymore and kicked him away with Griffith's 'mouth cannon'.

"It's really disgusting......"

Griffith Chrysanthemum, who was flying in the air, was still subconsciously spitting in his mouth, and his 'da-da' mouth cannon sounded a little weird because he was kicked. And before Griffith was kicked into the air, he clearly saw the translucent mucus with allicin emitted from his mouth stained Nicholas's clothes, and to his surprise, it was a false proposition to say that garlic was the nemesis of the blood clan. The Marquis of Nicholas didn't have any.

The eyes blinked twice innocently and blankly in the air......

While Griffith, who had already flown to the wall and knocked five or six tables and chairs away, was still wondering why spitting saliva on Nicholas would have no harmful effect, a huge sole plate was kicking him straight out from small to large. And the Marquis, who had been harassed by the big demon with saliva, was already standing in front of the aluminum alloy cabinet, holding a lump of garlic in his left and right hands......

After popping the garlic with his bare hands, the Marquis of Nicholas was still angry, and he threw the remaining garlic on the ground, and cursed while stepping on it with his foot:

“…… Garlic, hehe, I call you garlic, spit, you spit on me, call you spit......"

This scene made Griffith, who had experienced countless blood film and television dramas, stupid, who said that vampires were most afraid of garlic, stand up, Lao Tzu promised not to kill him. The master in front of him is covered with garlic sauce all over his body, okay? It's all right!!

"The movie mistook me, the movie misunderstood me......"

The truth of the matter is that traditional vampires are allergic to garlic, and some vampires with a body can even cause suffocation due to poor breathing.

But the Marquis of Nicholas, the undead king, is an outlier among vampires, as I said before, this so-called undead king is a false name, how can a mere garlic break his body. I knew that thousands of years ago, he was plotted by the enemy, and he couldn't kill him by all means, so he had to be nailed and sealed in a coffin.

Such a ruthless person, you spit on me?!

Mom sells batches!

If Nicholas was like a normal vampire, when he was captured, he poured three catties of garlic paste and a proper dog leash, how could he still be called an immortal king, just call him a garlic coward. The strength of the Undead King Nicholas is that he not only has a long lifespan, resilience, and great strength that far exceeds that of human life, but as a vampire, he has a sufficient degree of immunity to everything that an orthodox vampire should fear.

Fortunately, in the face of the Silver Vessel, Nicholas is extremely resistant and difficult to kill by the Silverware. However, compared with ordinary iron weapons, silver weapons cause more lasting damage to the Marquis, the wound takes longer to recover, and the energy required to heal the wound is also more - in fact, the blood nobles at the peak are not to mention garlic, silver weapons are immune, and they are afraid to hang themselves!

As for why the Night Nobles were crazy to avoid Griffith's allicin-filled saliva before, cough cough, the reason is actually quite simple - Nima, let me ask you, as a qualified ancient elegant nobleman, do you still put your face up when others spit on you!

"Lao Tzu is him. Mom is a mallet! ”

And Griffith, who realized that garlic was also a mallet, and that the silver knife and fork in his hand was a heavy weapon, did not say a word, and a carp stood up. In the process of getting up, he twisted his wrist very dexterously, and shot the knife and fork 'xiu', 'xiu', and 'xiu' in his left and right hands at Nicholas.

Only a series of aggressive crisp sounds were heard, and the bright-colored knives and forks were dodged by the night nobles, trembling into the wall, and their tails trembling to themselves.

However, Griffith was not discouraged by this, he quickly ran to a high-temperature cupboard, smashed the glass of the sterilizer with a punch, and neatly brought out a stainless steel basin-shaped container from it.

"Hehe......" A sly smile appeared on his face, Griffith put a stainless steel basin on the dining table, and from Nicholas's point of view, he just saw a large basin, I don't know how many, densely stacked with silver knives and forks.

"Mr. Nicholas, life is like this, there is no tomorrow today...... Ah, don't run, let my brother fly you for a while......"

……

……

On the other hand, the surface world of artillery bombardment.

The majestic figure of Mr. Bai Xiaoyu, the vice president of the Urine Alliance, swept through the air in a steel fighter, and a low-altitude roar spat out a few round black beads from the cabin. After these small round balls roared to the ground, they looked at the inertia and the elasticity of their own materials, bounced twice, and then exploded with a bang, blasting the entire ground into a ball of billowing flames, and the missiles ploughed the ground, blowing up the hordes of armed forces.

"Haha, boys, look at this ......"

After Bai Xiaoyu's Feigu Steel Wings transformed, he didn't bring his own weapons. High-explosive bombs, incendiary bombs, shock bombs, and even miniature missiles loaded and attached to the fighter body are all tailor-made for Bai Xiaoyu by the Urine Alliance, which has the ability to independently develop weapon systems--this vice president is a fierce man with a private weapon development team, and the tactical weapon system is so rich that it is dazzling!

The common denominator of these developed special weapons is that they are lightweight, simple, easy to carry, and many are even simply made into ball-sized spheres, to the greatest extent, allowing Bai Xiaoyu, who has the ability to freely transform into a fighter, into a bomber in a second. And it's a heavy bomber with no dead ends near and far!

At this moment, the air-to-ground bombardment had lasted for 20 minutes, and the vice president of the Urinary League used his own strength to intersperse attacks, risking his own life, luring the enemy to move, and forcibly disperse the ground troops lurking in the bright place.

However, at this moment, in the hidden place, in the dense sound of rocket artillery and machine guns and the thick smoke and flames, Bai Xiaoyu, the vice president of the Urine Alliance, was deftly flipped and coiled in the air. A tank carrying its barrel out of the street was blown head-on and ran aground on the side of the road, emitting flames and black smoke in vain......

Hao Er Zhongtai was standing on an off-road vehicle at this time, stepping on the jet-black windshield in front of the window, his rib-like body waving in the wind, and his white tights were tightly pressed against his chest.

Behind him was a full line of off-road convoys, with wide, heavy but nimble tires, galloping on the asphalt road with full horsepower. Diagonally above the man's head, a small black dot swirled and whirled with a long smoke.

"Hey! Quack Quack ......"

"Rush me!!"

In the wild laughter of Mr. Koji Zhongtai, the high-speed camouflage off-road vehicle was crushed on a square stone, and it leaped up and down. The scrawny middle-aged man was thrown by the car like noodles and swayed up and down like bones, and he was dizzy and laughed wildly, and his arrogant laughter was intermittent because of the bumps and the shaking of the human body, like a rooster announcing the dawn.

In the back seat, a bald hunk with a scorpion tattoo on his head swept in the direction of the small black dot in the sky. The orange flames lined up in fan-shaped dots spread across the sky, and in the voice of the Thai duck in Hao Erzhong, and in the camouflage-painted convoy behind him, the light and fire of bazookas, anti-aircraft guns, and heavy machine guns resounded through the four fields, roaring and exploding in the outrageous skyline.

"Kill him for me, kill him......"

The man's voice in the smoke was as fierce as ever.

The artillery was under fire, and beneath our feet was a city on fire, from east to west, in heavy makeup and bright tones. In the distance, black smoke is rising from Scott's iconic minaret building. It appeared to have been hit by a rocket, and the slender bricks near the left were blasted out into a semicircle of charred black shapes, as if someone had eaten it by the neck.

The figure of Bai Xiaoyu, who transformed into the form of a fighter plane, flashed over the glass of the dark blue skyscraper, and the wind pressure close to the speed of sound flashed in a flash, blowing office documents and A4 printing paper with an open window flying in the sky.

Poof, poof...... A sonic boom caused by a continuous sharp turn.

The man of steel circled around the skyscraper, circled down, changed form, set his sights on the target, and slammed into the sky with great inertia.

An old Tiger tank happened to be twisting from the corner with a group of soldiers, the hard tracks pressing against the asphalt, and everywhere it went, there were potholes everywhere.

This big guy performed well in the Second World War that year, but he was the king of the battlefield. It's just that it's a little outdated now. Fortunately, the armor is thick, and the frontal resistance to rockets is completely free of pressure.

This tank carried a mobile team, a total of fifteen soldiers, and was going to outflank the deputy captain of the Urine League. Their formation is that the tanks are in front and the infantry is in the rear, which is very similar to the horizontal push tactics of combining tanks and soldiers on the battlefield in those years, giving full play to the heaviness and power of the tanks and the mobility of the soldiers.

It's just that this perfect combination has just emerged, and the iron lumps with a dead weight of more than half a ton and almost sonic kinetic energy falling straight down from the sky. When it flew, white smoke was still pulling behind its buttocks, swirling between floors. When he was dazzled in mid-air, he changed from a fighter form to a steel-armored humanoid, and his burly body of more than two meters and three meters stepped heavily on the top of the tank, directly distorting and deforming the poor 'little thing'.

The soldiers who followed behind the Tiger Tank were all stunned when they heard this scene, but they were well-trained elite soldiers with excellent psychological quality, and Hao Er Zhongtai spent a lot of effort on training them. After only a slight stunned, they raised their guns sharply and fired at the people standing on the roof of the car.

Da ......

Dada...... Da Da Da ......

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