Chapter 42: The Banquet
Fresh fruit dotted with blood-red hearts, and rows of spiced human limbs slowly rotated on the barbecue.
All kinds of incomparably abundant evil food, mainly made of human limbs, spread over the huge banquet table on the lawn of the main house.
In the manor, the original human attendants are now all gone.
And in place, these handsome-looking banquet waiters are actually a low-level dark species with an extremely evil name.
Thomas Jefferson, dressed in a black dress, gracefully sat at the head of the banquet table, waved his hand, and made the half-vampire band next to the banquet stop playing and retreat.
And the waiters of the dark seed who were standing around them also respectfully bowed to the banquet table, and after the big men, they quietly left the lawn.
Then, Jefferson took out a delicate magic pocket watch from inside his gown, and after using it to detect that there were no outsiders within 500 feet around, he turned his gaze to the body of the viscount-level blood clan Ai Pi standing behind the banquet table.
"Is there already a transcendent from the East who has discovered our purpose?"
He asked, in a calm tone.
"Lord Earl Jefferson, there are indeed Oriental cultivators at Lovecraft Manor in Lewis."
"Although it's not sure if our plan will be discovered by him."
"But you taught me to think about the worst."
"That's why I went to the sanctuary and woke you and Lord Washington."
Blood Clan Viscount Ai Pi said respectfully and carefully.
In terms of blood, as a direct descendant of Jefferson, the Earl of the Blood Clan, he should have a very close relationship with the big guy in front of him, and he shouldn't be so careful.
But the reason why the blood clan viscount Abbey is still so cautious is because he knows that the blood relative in front of him once somehow fused with an evil god clan "ghoul" in an evil god incident 300 years ago.
Since then, the blood connection with him has diminished.
When he is not crazy, he is naturally polite like the elegant gentleman in front of him.
But if you go berserk and reveal your true body of blood, which is almost the same as that of a ghoul, then it will be an indescribable, deformed demonic beast.
After Viscount Abbey finished speaking, Jefferson did not respond to his descendant, and George Washington, the strong man in the white shirt beside him, spoke first.
"Jefferson, don't worry too much."
"The situation is still within our grasp."
He used his fork to pick up a large piece of 3-minute ripe, bloodshot human legs, put it in his mouth and chewed a few times, swallowed it greedily, and the silver hair that appeared on his face represented the founding father of America, most likely a great lord-level secret silver werewolf.
I only heard him continue in a contemptuous tone.
"Although the naval strength of the country I have established is not comparable to that of St. George, it is far superior to that decaying dynasty in the east now!"
"As long as we control the Taiping Ocean route, even if those Eastern monks find out, can they still cross the ocean and attack us?"
And that's exactly what happened.
After the fall of the Taiping Heavenly Kingdom, the United States of America was also one of the 19 Western countries that invaded the capital of the Daqing Dynasty.
Through that war of aggression, the high-ranking existence of these dark races has been discovered, and in this era of the end of the law, there is no such thing as a powerful cultivator in the East who can directly fly over the Taiping Ocean.
Werewolf Lord Washington's words made Archbishop Rastiven of the Holy Protestant Church of America on the other side nod in agreement.
"Washington is right."
"Moreover, in these years, the number of 'spirit roots' that we have refined from those gifted yellow people is enough."
The old man, with a kind and soft complexion, and a bit of the sacredness of a clergyman, removed the white-red robe with angels and crosses on his body.
He took out a small arm-length cane from it, and inside the translucent body of the cane, thousands of black spiritual energy filaments like tadpoles, wrapped in thick resentment and bad luck, were constantly gathering and scattering, densely packed to make people feel extremely disgusting in their hearts.
"I can already ask your subordinates to stop introducing the 'Railway Yellow Slave'······"
However, before he could finish his sentence, a transparent behemoth the size of a bullock suddenly appeared not far behind him, leaped towards him quickly, and revealed its true body in midair.
"Whew!"
It was a huge Yinzhou black cheetah, and it roared, and its two shiny front paws, with a vicious wind, went straight to Archbishop Rastivan's back.
All this happened between lightning and flint, and the speed of the huge black cheetah was too fast, even if Washington and the others were only a few meters away from the archbishop, they had no time to react to the rescue.
In other words, these high-ranking dark species didn't even think about rescuing.
"The remnants of the Sioux tribe, you are indeed here!"
I saw that Archbishop Rastiven, who was originally kind-eyed, instantly turned extremely hideous, just like an evil ghost who came out of hell, he did not panic at all, as if he was attacked by a surprise attack.
The archbishop quickly threw it with his hand, first throwing the cane containing the spirit silk of resentment in his hand to Washington in front of him, and then the skin on his whole body suddenly shattered.
Countless wriggling tentacles of flesh and blood, with deformed and twisted hunger spirit fluctuations, burst out from his body, head-on to meet the huge black panther that swooped down from behind.
"Bang!"
The filthy psionic energy on the tentacles collided with the cold light on the black cheetah's front paws, emitting a huge roar, bringing a shockwave that directly tore the banquet table apart, making the human stumps on it make dishes and fly in all directions!
As the filthy psionic energy and the cold light of the leopard's claws collided with each other, the physical bodies of the two parties literally collided together.
Knock knock!
The black cheetah's body fur was as hard as steel, and it was constantly beaten by dozens of tentacles, but it didn't seem to be of any use, but made a drum beating.
And the black panther attacked undamaged, and with a wave of his claws, he directly tore the archbishop's body in half from the middle!
In the scattered blood foam of the limbs, the attack continued unabated, and continued to charge towards Jefferson and Washington, who were a few meters away in front of it, aiming directly at the resentful spirit silk cane that had just been thrown by the archbishop.
However, even as the panther charged to a distance of only three feet from Washington, the panther could see the horror on the werewolf lord's face.
Suddenly, the expression of horror, as if changing faces, switched to a sarcastic evil smile.
tentacles that burst out of the archbishop's body just now, bigger and thicker, and even covered with fleshy thorns on the surface, had been wrapped around its waist at some point.
With an astonishing force, the panther was pulled straight back.
The archbishop, who had just been torn in two by it, turned his broken body into a blood-red bloody mouth, and the saliva dripping from between the sharp teeth instantly corroded the plants on the ground lawn into ash.
"Whew!"
In the face of this critical moment, the panther seemed to have finally used its hole cards, and a regular triangle on its chest, with an eyeball in the middle, suddenly emitted a brilliant golden light.
In the golden light, the streamlined muscles on the black panther's body bulged high, and it seemed that its strength had increased many times in that instant, making it enough to break the tentacles on its waist, and it jumped a few times and retreated to the grass more than ten meters away from Washington and other dark creatures.
The form of the black panther was hazy for a while, and in an instant, it turned into a sturdy girl wearing a leopard skin bodysuit, wheat-colored skin, short ear-length hair, and panting with her head bowed.
The girl glanced at the archbishop's body that was squirming on the ground and seemed to be regrouping, and stared at the several high-risk dark species in front of her, and said coldly.
"It's a flesh puppet."
Around her neck, a very conspicuous pendant, the same as the triangular eyeball fur on the panther chest just now, swayed slightly on the towering chest.
"Dark alchemist Ocedo Roosevelt, is he here too?"
As soon as she spoke, Zhou Wen, who had been monitoring here from several kilometers away, was instantly surprised to find that the girl was speaking in Yindian.
Although Zhou Wen was not a senior expert in the Yin language, Yin was the language he minored in when he was studying St. George's, and he was able to clearly distinguish the shape of the girl's lips and understand the meaning of what she said.
While continuing to watch the scene in the manor, he continued to speak verbally, and asked the team clerk behind him to record the information he saw.
Uncle Li Gu stood on the other side, listening carefully to Zhou Wen's uninterrupted speech, frowning tightly.
The current situation is completely unexpected and more complicated······
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