It's like a kind of snooping, but the word snooping is not enough to describe this state. ”

Instead, it was like a pair of eyes like the sun and the moon looking at us unscrupulously. ”

It's like a beast in a cage being watched by a hunter, a sense of domination from the essence of life.

This made the face of Count Dracula, who had always been noble and elegant, change.

"Is there something waking up in the Holy City?"

Carlos clasped his hands together and rubbed them together, and he looked in the direction of the Holy City without saying a word.

Demons have a long lifespan, even if they are only the lowest level of demons, but they still have a lifespan that is difficult for humans to match.

In his long life, there are huge memories to the extreme.

The Holy City is a place with a long history and mythology.

There are too many myths buried here, second only to Olympus, Egypt and other places.

And Dracula, who was next to Carlos, was trying to suppress his uncontrollable fears.

His dignity does not allow him to fear.

Dracula picked up the goblet and drank the fresh blood in it, resisting his fear with the enjoyment of the blood.

Carlos watched what Dracula was doing, but he couldn't tell through it, and as a demon who was extremely good at guessing about psychology, he knew too well when to say something.

Carlos's body tensed.

"This feeling of gaze is getting closer. ”

"Yes, with a deep sense of oppression. ”

In the eyes of the two of them, there seemed to be a pair of eyes in the empty sky that were wider than the sun and moon in the sky looking at them mercilessly.

There is no escape, there is no escape.

The feeling became clearer and clearer, as if the owner of the eyes was coming from a distance.

At this moment, Dracula's Blood Servant walked in and broke the silence.

"Lord Count, this is fresh blood. ”

Dracula looked at the servant's brow furrowed slightly.

"Put it down!"

"Yes!"

The servant followed Dracula's words as he placed the blood-filled glass on the table and slowly retreated.

At this time, Dracula glanced at him and said:

"Wait, do you feel anything out of the ordinary?"

"What is unusual, Lord Earl, the Holy City is very calm right now. ”

The servant bowed and said solemnly.

Dracula looked at the servant, waved his hand, and said:

"Let's go down. ”

"Yes, Lord Count. ”

After the servant walked out of the tent, Dracula and Carlos looked at each other and said:

"It seems that only we can feel this gaze. ”

"Very precise and terrible control. ”

"But it makes people feel like they can't even escape. ”

There's nothing to hide, that's what it feels like.

It is like the vastness of heaven and earth, and there is no place to hide.

Dracula and Carlos' bodies are on the verge of exploding in a moment, and they are waiting anxiously.

I don't know how long it took, but in the vast expanse of the land, a long roar suddenly broke the silence.

"It's coming!"

Dracula, who was dressed in a black cloak, put down the goblet in his hand, and let the goblet fall from his hand, slamming it the ground, turning into a scattered glass slag.

"Let's go!"

Carlos' scaly tail wagged as he stepped outside.

Dracula didn't say anything, he just walked out of the tent side by side with Carlos.

In the desert outside the Holy City, on the dry sand, Dracula and Carlos looked at the sky with grim expressions.

In the distance, terrifying waves of qi were swept into wind blades, crossing the land.

A golden light slammed into the tent.

In the blink of an eye.

Crimson blood spilled from Dracula's body, while Carlos's body was pure black, like the darkness of the eternal night after twilight fell.

The angels are indeed true when they say that demons are born of darkness.

There is no communication or discourse, only war.

Above the desert, golden light, crimson blood, and endless darkness collided violently.

"Boom!"

It's like a terrible cannonball lit on the desert.

The wind and waves swept away all the minions of the blood and demons.

A huge crater appeared in the middle of the desert.

At the bottom of the crater, both Carlos and Dracula were plunged into the desert.

At this time, the golden light was also stopped.

It was a golden bird with golden wings like golden stones.

And its eyes are pure golden.

"Is that the guy?"

"If it were just it, I would taste its blood. ”

Dracula's expression was extremely cold.

How are beasts and beasts, and how can they be compared to noble bloodlines?

Dracula would not allow himself to be cowardly towards beasts, even if he had been.

"It's like the Peng Bird in Eastern mythology, but the strength is much worse, and the Peng Bird in the myth is at least above the gods. ”

Carlos squinted his eyes at the golden Peng Bird Dao that turned over and returned to the sky thousands of miles high after bombarding them.

The unknown is fear.

Although the two of them could still feel the terrifying gaze, they were no longer afraid.

A mighty bird can't kill them yet.

"Then let me taste its blood, the legendary beast is always a little extraordinary. ”

Dracula smiled coldly, his fangs poking out slightly.

"Boom!"

Dracula broke away from the earth, wrapped in yellow sand and flew towards the birds in the air.

Changsha is empty, and the golden sun is like twilight.

Crimson blood with a hint of morbidity, Dracula showed his terrifying power at this moment.

He was like a red cloud about to devour the sun, and the black clouds in the mid-air were mixed with red, sweeping the golden in the sky.

"It's really a blessing, but what does Peng Bird taste like, even I'm a little curious!"

Carlos grinned, and he took his hat off, revealing its pointed horns with circles.

Peng Bird, a strange beast in Eastern mythology.

This is a legendary beast that Carlos has heard of in the plasma, such as the legendary North Sea Monster, Leviathan, and Titan.

Now he didn't expect that he would have the opportunity to taste the taste of Pengniao.

Peng Bird is also known as Xi You.

The big bird "Xi You" described in the "Divine Strange Scripture and the Middle Wilderness Sutra": "The Kunlun Mountain has a copper pillar, which is high into the sky, and the so-called 'heavenly pillar' is also, surrounded by three thousand miles, and the circumference is like cutting. There is a big bird on it, the name is Xiyou, southward, Zhang left wing covers the prince of the east, the right wing covers the queen mother of the west; there is no feather on the back, 19,000 miles, the queen mother of the west is on the wing, and the prince of the east is also. ”

This is a real beast!

"Kill!"

Overflowing with pure darkness, Carlos slammed out of the desert and headed for the bird in mid-air.

Black and crimson are entangled, like clouds in a downpour, eating away at the brilliance of the sun.

"Almost. ”

At this time, a faint voice sounded.

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