"Bump!" Alfred was stuck in the face by a burst bomb, and the huge force directly made Alfred fall back, mix garlic under his feet, and just fall to the ground with the back of his head!

It turned out that just as Alfred was about to approach the two priests, suddenly the white-haired man who had been hiding behind the priest ran out and blocked them, and at the same time the guy took out a dwarven musket and shot himself.

Alfred has lived for more than 10,000 years, and he is definitely a well-informed, lover of muskets, this kind of thing, he really saw when he was young, but that thing is useless except to scare and scare birds. So when Alfred saw the white-haired man take out the dwarven musket, he not only didn't panic, but also wanted to laugh.

This kind of thing that scares birds is also worthy of him in front of Uncle Alfred....... Before he could finish mocking in his heart, he was confused. He was really a little confused, if according to experience, the projectile shot by the dwarf musket, let alone hit him (the accuracy of the dwarf musket has always been very touching), even if it hit, he didn't care, the power of that thing was really bad, besides, what if it was opened a hole? Are vampires still afraid of getting hurt? That's a joke.

Unexpectedly, this musket was different from what he had seen at all, not only was it fast, but it was also surprisingly powerful, and it could even explode (burst bullets), so the defenseless Alfred was shot in the head.

The person who fired the shot was naturally Solam, and after Soram had blown the little man's head with one shot, he didn't stop, and with a shake of his hand, he put away the musket with his gloves, and at the same time a war hammer appeared in his hand out of thin air, and then rushed out and hit the little man's body with a heavy hammer!

What are you kidding, Edward has cut off this guy's head, this thing is not the same, Soram doesn't believe that he can solve such an enemy with one shot, so for the sake of safety, Soram went up and made up for a hammer!

Solam's strength combined with the weight of the war hammer, this hammer went down, like smashing on a watermelon, and with a pop, the little man's body was smashed to pieces, and the blood was spread all over the ground, as bloody as it was.

After Solam did all this, he stood up and looked around a little dazedly, definitely not feeling right, this awesome guy actually hung up so easily? It's too casual, the most important thing is that Soram always has a feeling of being on his back, and this feeling has been there since the appearance of this little man, but it still exists!

Just when Soram felt that something was wrong, he suddenly noticed that there was something strange about the blood on the ground, which actually began to flow. This is the Brain Pool Chamber, where the Mind Flayer Lord stays, and with the Mind Flayer's obsessive-compulsive level of absolute order, the ground here will definitely be built to an incomparable level.

(The Mind Flayer is the most obsessive-compulsive race in the multiverse, although they are very disgusting, but the house is very neatly tied, and they like symmetry very much, including their dungeons, with the brain pool as the midpoint, their entire layout is symmetrical, and the more nasty thing is that they must have even numbers to catch slaves)

If the ground is absolutely horizontal, why does this blood flow in one direction?

Just when Soram was curious, suddenly someone behind him shouted, "Be careful!! ”

But before Soram could react, a claw came out of the blood and plunged directly into his crotch!!! Solam didn't have time to react, and the angle was so fucking toxic! This is to cut off his children and grandchildren! Solam's face immediately turned pale with fright.

Fortunately, at this moment, Violet appeared beside him in time and grabbed his body, pulling him to a distance. Although he didn't get hit the point, Solam was still scared enough! That thing was almost caught, it's a man who is scared, right?

It's the same for Solam, injuries or something, it's all a small problem, and the real man is still afraid of getting hurt? But the descendants are different, no matter how strong a warrior is cut off by a small hook, he can only be regarded as a eunuch, right? Also a warrior yarn!

Although this world has a limb regeneration spell (that thing should be a limb as well). Solam also has the regeneration ability of the giant werewolf (the ability that comes with the gilded acid knife, the wearer can have the regeneration ability of the giant two), and it stands to reason that even if he is inserted, it is nothing. It will be fine in a few days.

But no matter how you say it, it's still good to be original, and, what if it gets messy this time and has a psychological shadow? I won't need it anymore.

"Tsk, didn't hit?" Just as Soram was terrified, a frustrated voice continued to irritate Solam's nerves. Solam looked up and saw that the blood that had been laid out on the ground had gathered together at this moment, and the upper body of the little man also stretched out of the blood.

"I'll you*****! I'm *******! *** you ******! (It's so ugly, so it's all beeped) Solam is really not a good person, in the past, for the sake of face, he rarely swears, but now, under the stimulation of the sparse scarcity of his descendants who were almost caught, he couldn't suppress the anger in his heart at all, and his true nature was exposed. The scolding was so ugly and vicious that even the paladins and priests who were teammates were a little ashamed to hear it, it was too rude.

"Tsk, humans are like that, they will never learn manners, and that's why I don't like you humans." It was Alfred who was good-natured, and he didn't feel angry at all in the face of Solam's abuse. After all, others have lived for more than 10,000 years, and this is not counting the time he has been lying in the coffin.

This person has lived a long time, so he can see it, and he will not lose a hair when he is scolded, besides, he is an old guy who is more than 10,000 years old and can still scold a little kid who is only in his twenties? That's a shame, they're nobles of the night, they have to be stylish!

"Etiquette, uncle! What part of your house etiquette tells you to hit a man? Just such a filthy thing is also worthy of etiquette with your Lao Tzu? I'll you ****! "To be honest, Solam thinks this little man is too shameless, you specialize in people and three ways, and you are embarrassed to say that others are not qualified? Solam is just talking about virtue, but he is directly getting started!

This made Alfred blush, as a self-proclaimed nobleman, and the first ancient vampire in history, and a demigod vampire, Alfred asked himself if he really could do such a dirty thing. (The personality of vampires is such a fake model, they are very good-looking, obviously they are weak to death, and they have to hold on to their faces and say that they are some kind of night nobles, and they are not mainstream)

Although the part he attacked was indeed very dirty, it really wasn't intentional on his part! If you think about his height, if you look at Solam's height, if he doesn't jump, he can only attack Solam's crotch.

Originally, Alfred was going to explain it like this, but after thinking about it, it was better to admit that he was dirty than to say that he was short, that one was more humiliating! Although I don't know how his logic came about, Alfred still decides people.

"Oh haha, young man! How can the battle be said to be dirty? Fighting is life and death, of course, how to use it! So, young man, you still have a lot to learn! ”

Alfred suddenly felt that he was so witty, and in this way, not only did he not need to say that he was short, but he could also whitewash himself into an amiable elder who taught young people earnestly! We're not dirty, it's tactics, tactics!

Alfred was first embraced as a vampire at a very young age, so he has been such a three-inch figure all his life, but I have been inferior to myself for a long time, and when he has strength, he is even more reluctant to hear others say that he is short. Actually, there is also this reason why he wants to become a god, and he heard that after becoming a god, he can adjust his body forever.

Our Alfred has always hoped that he is a tall and beautiful man, he is not worried about the beautiful man, because his appearance is destined, as long as he grows up to be absolutely handsome and thrilling, the only difficult thing to solve is to be tall, although relying on his strength, there is no problem at all in adjusting his height, but it is all temporary, as long as it is lifted, it will change back to the original, he wants it permanently! So he had to be a god!

(This is just to skin it, of course the reason why he wants to be a god is not so ridiculous)

In the face of such a shameless answer, Solam didn't know what to say, what others said was so reasonable, they were all enemies of life and death, do you still pay attention to etiquette, let alone others, even Solam agrees, except for those paladins with a tendon.

Solam is not good at talking cannons, since he says that he can't win others, he can only do it!

"Violet! Kill him! "Violet is Solam's scribe, Solam's order is the truth, so there is no hesitation at all, the moment Soram gives the order, Viorette kills it!

"Powerful Dissociation!" (Level 8 Transformation Spell that breaks down any target it hits into the most basic substance, e.g. organic matter will be broken down into a pile of inorganic matter, and inorganic matter will be broken down into powder shape)

First a wave of green power, then a series of ancient demonic words came out of Violet's mouth, and the space in front of her began to distort, as if time and space were shattered. The space in front of me began to crumble, cracking apart like shards. There is a fault in time and space. Then she stretched out her little white hand and took out one of the fragments from this dark and deep space-time rift, which turned into a long sword, almost taller than her entire person.

"Sword of Destruction"! (Level 9 Plastic Energy Spell, this spell can create a black sword-shaped space-time rift about three feet long, during the duration of the spell, the mage can hold this rift in his hand as a normal long sword, and it will be dissociated when hit)