With thick clouds covering the entire city over New York, it didn't take long for large snowflakes to fall from the sky and cover the entire city.

Sitting on the sofa in the living room of the house, Zhang Cheng stretched out his hand and gently stroked the white face of the vampire girl who had just been sent to the house, while admiring the beautiful snow scene outside, and asked without raising his head, "Duke Colvin, this must be your most beloved great-granddaughter, right? She is so beautiful! She is like a beautiful imitation doll." ”

"Stay away from her, you madman!" the vampire duke growled as he glared at his blood-red eyes.

After three hours of continuous wheel fighting, about two-thirds of the blood representing his own strength had been lost in his body, and his young appearance had begun to age, and some wounds had even stopped healing themselves, and he looked like a beast that had fallen into a trap, both tired and dangerous.

"Hehe, don't get excited. Don't worry, I'm not going to kill her yet. On the contrary, I intend to keep her alive until tomorrow morning, to meet the dawn of the sunrise. In addition, I heard that after being exposed to the sun, the vampire nobles will start to burn violently from the soul, and the fireworks will be extremely beautiful. Zhang Cheng smiled and said something that made everyone present feel creepy.

Death!

In particular, eternal death from the soul is something that all intelligent beings are afraid of, even the necromancy.

The vampire girl seemed to feel the cruel fate that was coming, and began to tremble involuntarily, revealing a pitiful light in her eyes.

Maybe it's another man, and under the gaze of this kind of eyes, he will soon soften his heart and even fall madly in love with each other.

But unfortunately, instead of showing a trace of pity, Zhang Cheng sneered and sarcastically said, "Pretend to be pitiful, please! You are a vampire! A monster that can only survive by sucking the life force of the living! Although you are not very old, I believe that you have sucked at least a hundred lives." Tell me, if you think you're innocent, what explanation should those who died?"

"Great evil master! I think these little creatures who live on blood seem to have a lot of potential, and if you don't mind, I'd like to get a few and try to give them the Shadow Energy to serve the Legion. Renes took the opportunity to lean over and make a suggestion.

Since discovering that spreading shadow energy can multiply her strength, she has gradually developed from a demon who seduces souls to fall into the direction of a missionary, no matter what she encounters, she wants to inject some shadow energy into the other person's body.

In fact, in recent times, this cunning succubus has joined forces with the fallen angel Shamir to successfully attack several low-level angels hidden among ordinary people, forcibly polluting their cores.

It is estimated that it will not be long before there will be a team composed entirely of Shadow Fallen Angels.

"Oh, do you think they have potential?" Zhang Cheng raised his eyebrows in surprise.

After all, whether it is a shadow or an evil energy, it is not magical energy in the ordinary sense.

Especially the former, which originates from distorted time and space, once the life form cannot carry and control, it will be swallowed by the shadow energy in an instant, and there will not even be a bit of scum left.

He had already taken human life seriously, and had made many attempts a long time ago, and found that even the inhabitants of the underworld could not become users of shadow energy.

On the contrary, angels who are extremely sensitive to energy, once the core is injected into the shadow, one counts as one, and they can become very good shadow warlocks.

But the number of angels in the human world is far from that large, and if another race can completely replace them, then it will not be long before another Burning Legion will be resurrected in this world.

"Of course! I'm pretty sure! These cute little things, with an innate evil curse flowing through them, are simply the perfect vehicle for shadow energy. Of course, I'm not saying that you want to spare them, but I'm going to capture some from other places and use them to build a shadow caster army for you. The succubus shook its seductive figure and made a suggestion.

There is no doubt that she wants to use this opportunity to gain the power and power she has longed for.

Zhang Cheng touched his chin and pondered for a moment, and quickly nodded lightly: "Yes, give you half a month to clean up all the vampire families in the entire New York State." Tell them to obey or die, there is no third way. ”

"Hahahaha! As you wish, my dear master. I promise, you'll soon have an army of warlocks strong enough to destroy your enemies. Raines' eyes lit up with excitement and anticipation.

"I hope so, all of these vampire captives will be taken down and burned in the sun tomorrow morning. Next, let's deal with the living. As he spoke, Zhang Cheng set his eyes on Brenda, who had been standing motionless all the time.

The latter clenched his fists and replied with hatred, "You demon in human skin!

"Retribution? I don't know, you still believe this! Do you know? The so-called retribution is just an excuse for the weak to comfort themselves and hypnotize themselves, so that they can paralyze themselves and struggle to continue to live, instead of summoning up the courage to fight to the death against the enemy. Unfortunately, you are now a true weakling. Even more unfortunate, you will watch your parents, your wife, your children, and your lovers die under your own vicious spells......"

As the last word blurted out, Zhang Cheng raised his hand and pointed in the direction of Brenda's family.

In less than half a minute, the blood vessels in the whole body of these people began to burst wildly, and scarlet blood gushed like a fountain, and finally fell into a pool of blood with a thud.

As a powerful mage, he easily cracked the spell structure of the "Seed of Death", improved it, and then cast it.

"Ah!!!!!! kill you! I'm going to kill you!"

Watching her youngest son convulse and die, Brenda finally lost control of her emotions and rushed up like crazy, her eyes bleeding bright red tears.

But before he could get closer, the Doomsday Guard Pollack stepped forward and threw a punch the size of a punching bag to knock him down and press him to the ground.

Feeling the enemy's crazy and painful emotions, Zhang Cheng's face showed a look of satisfaction, "See? This is the end of trying to provoke me! Jesse, aren't you just trying to make a powerful living corpse? This guy is yours now." As a reminder, the strength of the necromancy is based on strong negative emotions, and the more painful and desperate the soul, the easier it is to become what you want after death. ”

"I understand, boss. ”

Jesse Livermore stepped on ten centimeters of high heels, bent down and winked playfully at Brenda and said, "Dear Councillor, I hope you don't resent me, because you will soon experience the most extreme pain, so painful that you can feel that death is an incomparably beautiful and luxurious relief......"

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