Chapter 1032: Blood Clan's Holy Artifact Spirit Staff (2)

Jess pointed a gun at Davidson, who was at the front, and shouted hoarsely, "The Holy Grail has been snatched away by the priest, and Lao Tzu is incompetent." After saying that, he turned the muzzle of the gun and poked it directly into his mouth, and as soon as his fingers tightened, he was about to pull the trigger.

"Bastard!" Arthur reached out and pressed Jessett's finger to pull the trigger, and snatched the gun from his hand, the Knights of the Round Table have lived together since childhood, and everyone knows each other's personalities, and now everyone believes in Jessett's words.

Smack! Arthur slapped his hands on Jessett's face, and then shouted loudly: "It doesn't matter if the Holy Grail is lost, the relationship between our brothers can't be lost, to hell with his mother and the Holy See." After speaking, he stuffed the Mauser gun in his hand into Jessett's arms, and pulled out his long sword with his backhand and swung it.

There was no need for any extra words, all the Knights of the Round Table naturally followed Arthur in the direction of the gate, and when they saw the dark creatures in their way, they directly slaughtered them, and killed a bloody path away, they didn't have to get to the bottom of it, because they had a trust that they had cultivated over the years.

Before the Templars could recover their senses, they saw hundreds of bomb bats in the sky swooping down, and without the Stranger to stop them, they flew straight into the knights' camp, and then indiscriminately exploded into a ball of flames, and the strong wave of qi swept the armored knights out like rag dolls, and when they came back to their senses, the dark creatures on the opposite side pounced as if they had been beaten with chicken blood, and a round of fierce fighting began again.

At a height of 100 meters, several groups of black bats formed nine thick dark clouds, each of which was the size of a millstone, on which sat eight bloods in black robes, Dracula Cage was sitting on a bat cloud in the center, and there was a thin white-bearded old man beside him, holding a barrel-shaped telescope in his hand to watch the battle situation below, with a look of surprise on his face.

"Huh! Those damn Knights of the Round Table are gone, what's going on? The white-bearded old man handed the telescope in his hand to Dracula beside him, and said with a light smile: "It seems that the children can successfully deal with this batch of Holy See hard-shell worms, and they can launch a fourth attack." ”

Dracula took the telescope and glanced down, his brows couldn't help frowning, originally he had prepared a total of five attacks, this group of low-level blood and werewolves was just acting as cannon fodder, but his plan was to let this batch of cannon fodder unite with the dynamite bats in the sky to eat the five hundred Templars, and then launch a fourth attack to force the upper echelons of the Holy See to use the Adjudicators, the most powerful force in the Holy See is the Adjudicator known as the Immortal Body, the number is no more than three, as long as the Adjudicator is killed, those bishops will become toothless tigers, It can only be slaughtered.

The appearance of the Knights of the Round Table once made Dracula a little surprised, if they killed the third batch of bloodlines and werewolves, then they had to use the high dark creatures in advance, so maybe they would have to take action from the nine old guys to solve the Knights of the Round Table, and then the situation would be passive, the unexpected departure of the Knights of the Round Table made him overjoyed, and he immediately took out a scepter inlaid with huge emeralds from his arms and waved it, and a green light splashed from the top of the scepter to rain.

"It's a spirit staff!" The white-bearded thin old man beside him suddenly let out an exclamation, and the eyes of the other bloods all fell on the scepter in Dracula's hand.