"Slaudskeits? I think I've heard this name somewhere. Dracula chewed on the strange name, frowned and looked at the black-robed priest on the screen, secretly guessing in his heart, is it the master? How can it be? Schlautz ...... It's Lao Tzu!

"Oops!" Dracula Cage shook his hand and threw the LCD screen in his hand directly, but fortunately, the old werewolf on the side quickly grabbed it with one paw, looked at him in surprise and said, "What made you lie like this?" Could it be that the black-robed priest is the new arbiter? ”

A Blood Lord who was gearing up smiled coldly and said, "As far as I know, the two Adjudicators of the Holy See are arriving by plane, but they will encounter a hijacking accident, and maybe the plane has fallen into the Mediterranean Sea. ”

Before attacking the Holy See, the biggest scruple is the adjudicator, because they are the strongest combat force in the Holy See, the adjudicator is also known as the Blade of God, they will not make a move until it is related to the critical time of the life and death of the Holy See, there are two known adjudicators, called Hughes and Proneo, their age is unpredictable, according to reliable information, these two adjudicators are now on a leisurely vacation, and this blood lord has arranged a backhand.

Dracula Cage shook his head, showed an unfathomable smile and said: "It is impossible for a small accident to have any impact on the adjudicators, but it is good to stop them, I want to tell you that this black-robed priest is not a member of the Holy See, he is very likely to be a big man of the blood clan, as for the identity of the forgive me for the time being." ”

Dracula had already guessed the identity of the black-robed priest from the strange name, but he cleverly chose to hide it, the master must have his intentions in doing so, and he must support it unconditionally no matter what.

The expressions of several blood lords changed, and their faces showed a touch of joy, according to their understanding of Dracula, this guy has the support of an ancestor-level blood clan bigwig, otherwise it is impossible to rise in a short period of time, this time the conditions for uniting everyone to attack the Holy See Dracula are even more irresistible, it is actually a second-generation pure blood that can allow them to advance directly, these lords are all fourth-generation blood clans, promotion is a dream for them, and it is definitely worth it to exchange the hope of a promotion for them to deal with the Holy See adjudicator.

The old werewolf's face also changed when he heard Dracula's words, and he pretended to be displeased: "Since you are a big man of the blood clan, why did you slaughter the werewolf?" Aren't we allies? ”

Dracula smiled, "Dear Bass, the death of a few low-level werewolves will not affect our friendship, please believe that I will definitely give you the most satisfactory compensation." ”

The white whiskers on the old werewolf Bass's mouth trembled, and a sly smile appeared on his face: "Compensation? If you could give us another two thousand bottles of madness, I wouldn't mind letting the kids bleed more. ”

Dracula frowned and said: "Impossible, you should know that the main material for making madness is the second generation of pure blood, and the five thousand bottles of madness I promised you consume enough pure blood." ”

The old werewolf's face sank and he stopped talking. Dracula smiled indifferently and tilted his head to his ear, and whispered in a voice that only the two of them could hear: "Two thousand bottles is impossible, and fifteen hundred bottles I think is still possible, for the sake of friendship." After speaking, he reached out and took the LCD screen on his paw.

The old werewolf was overjoyed and was about to say thank you, when he heard Dracula's cold voice: "Friends, the adjudicator has arrived. ”