Chapter 625: Rest in Peace! Dior

Dior's car is getting closer and closer to the outpost, and his heart is getting higher and higher, although he has obtained the foreign blood given by Shen Mo and has become a Nether Blood, but his understanding of his own strength is limited to his own feelings, and he has not personally fought it, so he is a little unconfident in his own strength.

In Dior's old concept, the secret base of the Opponents League is home to powerful exorcists led by Erica, and if a Netherblood like him breaks in, he will definitely be beaten to death.

As for the big guy sitting in the back driver's seat, I'm afraid it is impossible to easily escape in Erica's hands.

That girl is very powerful!

Erica is not as incompetent as her brother Harry Van Helsing, she has fully inherited the strong blood and strength of the Van Helsing family, as well as the courage and courage to never bow down to the dark forces.

Dior's thoughts raced, his hands clenched tightly on the steering wheel, ready for the change of punch.

But to Dior's disbelief, before their car could get close to the checkpoint, an invisible force erupted, and the exorcists in charge of guarding the card fainted and fell to the ground, silent.

Dior's eyes widened, and he poked his head forward in disbelief, and through the powerful vision of the Netherblood Clan, he found that the exorcists who had fallen to the ground were not dead, but they had lost consciousness and passed out.

What's going on?!

Could it be that there are still people who have stormed the base of the opposition coalition before them?

That's not right! If someone had stormed, the opposition base would not have been so quiet, and the alarm would have been raised a long time ago!

So what the hell is going on?!

Before Dior could react, the silence in the back row reminded: "Dior, are you going to hit the checkpoint?" โ€

Dior was stunned for a moment, slammed the brakes, stopped the car, and the front of the car was only 0.01 centimeter away from the jamstick of the checkpoint before it crashed into it.

Dior broke out in a cold sweat, apologized repeatedly, unbuckled his seat belt, and got out of the car to raise the lever.

While operating the lever button, he looked at the silence in the back row through the window, and his heart instantly realized.

The reason why these exorcists are in a coma is the work of their masters!

Although Dior didn't know when and what kind of hand Shen Mo made, judging from Shen Mo's indifferent look, Shen Mo didn't take the exorcists of these checkpoints at all, or even Erica Van Helsing of the Opponents organization.

Dio was pleasantly surprised, in this way, his master is not like those marquis-level Nether Bloods, he is very likely to be a higher-level Bloodline, Duke! Even the Prince!

Hiss! Dio gasped, combined with the strength of Silent Kill him, he realized that he might really have encountered the prince-level Nether Blood, although the Prince-level Netherblood Clan is only a legendary existence, but it is still possible for the Prince to appear in human society after overcoming the sun and be encountered.

Dior returned to the car in ecstasy, started the car, passed through the first checkpoint with one foot on the accelerator, and looked timidly at Shen Mo through the rearview mirror, and asked curiously: "Master, please bear with my presumptuousness, I am curious about what kind of bloodline power I have." โ€

Dio's words were very vague, but in the Nether Bloodline, it was a low-level bloodline asking the high-level bloodline about their identity.

Shen Mo opened his eyes slightly, glanced at Dior, and replied lightly: "You should have prince-level blood." โ€

Dior:???

Walt?!

Dio was stunned, he originally thought that he was at most a marquis-level bloodline, but now it sounds like a prince-level bloodline, what is the situation?

Could it be that the person sitting behind him is the supreme blood ancestor of the Netherworld Blood Clan!

"Although your bloodline is high, your strength is mediocre, only equivalent to the level of a marquis-level bloodline, so you have to work hard to cultivate in the future!"

After speaking silently, he closed his eyes again and said no more.

Dior's whole person trembled with excitement, although his strength at the moment was only at the marquis level, but his bloodline was high! With a high bloodline, Dior can be said to have a bright future!

Earned! Earned! Earned!

The worry in Dior's heart disappeared in an instant, replaced by indomitable courage and arrogance, he is a prince-level blood clan, and the Nether Blood Ancestor is sitting behind him, then he is still afraid of a hammer, even if Erica Van Helsing herself comes, he will not intimidate the other party at all.

In short, Dior is now covered by a big man.

Poof~~~ The throttle is slammed, and the locomotive is humming.

The car drove into the secret base of the opposition group, and the checkpoints along the road were all dizzy under the silent momentum of the sky and the earth, and it was not until the two of them were about to approach Erica's command room that Erica realized that her base had been invaded.

Erica, who was in a meeting and waited for Dio to return, sensed the danger of the outside world through her keen intuition, and hurriedly reminded the exorcist in the meeting.

"There are invaders! Everyone's ready to fight! โ€

The exorcists were slightly stunned, and their expressions were different.

"There's no movement at our outpost, how did they get in."

"The strength of the enemy is by no means simple."

"Damn, I said I'm going to change the base, it's too dangerous here."

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Just as everyone was hurrying to meet the battle, Dior's car was already parked outside.

Erica saw Dior's car through the window, and her heart trembled, "Dior may have been killed!" โ€

"What?!"

"Then did his plan also collapse?"

"They must have found it through Dior, damn it."

Before the curtain could tell, Dio's car door opened, and Dio, who had become a Netherblood Clan, slowly walked out, and with a wicked smile, looked at the command room, meeting Erica's gaze.

Hiss~

There was a dead silence in the command room.

Everyone saw Dior's figure, and his scarlet eyes after becoming a Netherblood Clan.

"Damn, Dio betrayed us."

"No, it should be Dio who was defiled by them. became their lackey. โ€

"We will avenge Dio and cleanse his body."

With Dio's appearance, the opponents' momentum rose to a peak, and although they expressed their opinions on some of them, they were surprisingly unanimous in their attitudes, they hated and hated the Netherbloods, and they could not see their former companions become members of the Netherbloods.

They want to purify the defiled Dio for the righteousness in their hearts.

A hint of sadness flashed in Erica's eyes, and she whispered, "Dio, I will avenge you." โ€

Creak! The door to the command room was pushed open by Erica, who slowly stepped out and revealed her massive half-human cross, a dazzling light rising from her body like a star.

"Rest in peace, Dior!"