"Nourishing ......"

Black blood dripped onto the floor, eroding a hole in the floor.

In the corridor, the count's body gradually became clear from the darkness.

His gray face looked rather embarrassed at this time, and black blood kept flowing out.

One eye narrowed, and he saw his third arm, which was badly crippled on his left, opened his mouth to show sharp teeth, and bit it off in one gulp.

I can only say that I was careless.

He is good at speed and sneak attacks, and with his invulnerable muscles, he can completely drag Qi Liang and his party to death.

But he didn't expect that the fierceness of the ghost queen exceeded his expectations.

Four pairs of arms, one broken, even two ribs were broken, and when he walked, he inevitably became sluggish.

Now he was in dire need of energy, and strolled over to the vault, looking at the tightly closed door of the vault.

The Count's eyes narrowed in a straight line.

It seems to be wondering how to open this door.

But at this moment, the smell of blood made the Count quickly alert, and he suddenly turned around, staring into the corridor behind him with a pair of eyes of the same age.

At the other end of the corridor, a figure quickly hid his body, and reacted so quickly that the Earl didn't see who it was, but the blonde hair on that end couldn't be wrong.

The Earl crawled forward and took a deep breath into the air, and suddenly, the air was filled with a strong aura of energy, which made the Earl's eyes excited.

Staring at the remaining blood stains on the ground, that seemingly inhuman face, I couldn't help but smile knowingly.

He knew, chasing along the bloodstains on the ground, slowly and gently, and didn't seem to worry at all that Mel would escape.

The Count was well aware of Mel's injuries, and was now a complete waste.

Now that I think about it, he let another group of people escape, perhaps adding a chance for himself to escape.

It's just that he's been out of the gap for so long.

This kid didn't even climb out of this floor, which shows how far his injuries have been.

So the Count was not in a hurry, he knew that this time the cooked duck could not escape.

The only thing to worry about is the weapon in this kid's hand.

Even if he doesn't have much memory of his life now.

But I still remember that Maier is a genius of weapons, and any weapon can play new tricks in his hands.

In the direction of the bloodstains, the Count resembled a gecko, wriggling his body and creeping into the room cautiously.

It's a servant's room.

There are no complicated decorations, and it is simple to the point of being clear at a glance.

A king-size bed occupies half of the room.

and two dilapidated solid wood wardrobes.

In the air, the strong smell of blood has reached the point where even ordinary people can feel pungent.

Other than that, there is nothing else.

The Count, however, remembered that he seemed to have had a good meal here.

So the walls and beds here are full of bloody handprints and traces of struggle, all of which are the traces left by him when he tortured and killed those delicious foods.

This undoubtedly made the earl's empty and flattened abdomen feel unprecedented hunger.

At this time, the count stared at the bottom of the bed, and under the Turkic eye sockets, blood-red eyes trembled in the sockets.

Like a gecko, the body climbed silently along the wall at the head of the bed to the head of the bed, and swept under the bed with one eye against the gap on the edge of the bed.

But there was no sign of Mel under the bed.

However, to the Earl's excitement, he saw a glittering crystal under the bed, although it was not a synthetic crystal as he knew it.

But the purity is very amazing, and for the Count, who has already been hit hard, it is undoubtedly a life-saving treasure.

However, the Count did not immediately pick up the gem, and with a suspicious glint in his eyes, he turned his head and scanned his eyes around the room.

At this time, the earl's eyes were fixed on the wooden wardrobe behind him,

Suddenly spun his body, and saw that behind his buttocks, the thick tail burst out with an astonishing murderous aura.

The air was squeezed by the ferocious speed and tremendous force, and there was a terrible howl!

That tail swept in with indescribable majesty and the sound of the wind!

Whipped the closet.

With a "snap", the wardrobe made of solid wood was instantly cut off.

Countless sawdust and debris splashed around, and a figure rolled out of it in a mess and fell heavily to the ground.

It's Meyer.

But he didn't even have time to raise the gun in his hand, when he saw the Count's body leap high, and his thick tail, nimble like tentacles, rolled up Myer's throat, and he lifted it high from the ground, and fell heavily on the ground.

"Titicaca......"

The sound of bones shattering caused Mel to let out a terrible scream, and every bone seemed to be broken.

"Humph!"

Seeing that the Earl had fallen to the ground, already like a wasted man, the Earl's eyes showed disdain, and the threat was lifted, and he turned around, lifted the bed with his tail, and lay on the ground, carefully pinching the jewel in his hand.

It was a perfect gem, and the pure energy on it could not help but surprise the Count.

The blue light around the gem is as dazzling as a circle of nebulae.

Even if the factory repeatedly suppressed and synthesized, it never synthesized such pure energy.

Compared to the A-grade synthetic gems they had synthesized before, this one was simply perfect and suffocated to him.

Even in his treasury, the Count could not recall that he had ever possessed such a mysterious gem.

Just as the Count's eyes were staring at the jewel in front of him.

But I saw that in the wardrobe on the side, a cold musket barrel quietly stretched out, and the muzzle of the black hole was aimed behind the earl's ass for a long time.

Suddenly, the barrel was pushed forward.

Hearing the sound of "flutter~", nearly one-third of the muzzle of the gun quickly pierced into the earl's nectar.

The cold, hard glare hit the Earl's prostate.

The earl's eyes widened, and when he suddenly looked back, a face that the count had never imagined reappeared in front of the earl, with golden hair and the same face as Mel's.

But those lewd eyes are definitely not something that a well-educated nobleman can show.

A snap of your fingers.

"Bang!"

With the crisp sound of the firing pin, a deep thud, the Count's eyes bulged out in an instant, almost bursting out of his sockets, and a flame erupted from the Count's chest.

Immediately listen to the "Boom! "A bang.

The minced flesh burst onto the walls like exploding shards, and a puff of black smoke spilled out of the room.

The air was filled with the smell of burnt meat and the pungent smell of corrosion.

"Ahem, ahem, it stinks!"

Outside the door, Zhao Ke strolled out, and as soon as he waved, he saw the two split souls quickly return to Zhao Ke's body.

I saw that the room was in a mess, and the powerful corrosive force covered everything in the whole room with a layer of chocolate sauce.

Including lust and arrogance, the corpses of these two clones became a blur of flesh and blood, emitting this disgusting stench.

So Zhao Ke didn't even have any interest in recycling.

"You're ready to come out!"

Zhao Ke turned his head as if he was talking into the air.

No doubt.

This Earl, whether it's evolution or transformation.

He is not low in intelligence.

It can even be described as a cunning killing machine.

But the Chinese ancestors said more than 10,000 times in history, "People die for money, birds die for food", but how many people really listened?

This room is the birdcage carefully arranged by Zhao Ke.

Everything in this room, from the position of the bed, to the angle and orientation of the two wardrobes, to the wardrobe where the two of them hid in lust and arrogance.

These placements with strong psychological hints were carefully designed by Zhao Ke.

The strong smell of blood will mask the smell of the two people in the room.

And that energy crystal was the bait carefully prepared by Zhao Ke.

The bed is too big, and the room is so small, moving it is the most unrealistic way to do it.

For a guy with a crawling habit, the best thing to do is undoubtedly lift the bed and get in.

It's a birdcage-like trap.

When the Count stepped in, the strong smell of blood around him would make him return to the posture of a victor from the depths of his heart.

The oncoming large bed would make the Count subconsciously look under the bed first, rather than on the two wardrobes that seemed to be in the most disadvantageous position.

Coupled with the smell of blood covering up the breath, in this hide-and-seek-like environment, the Earl will naturally start with the simplest position.

And when arrogance is revealed, that feeling of being in control of the overall situation.

This will cause the Earl to relax his guard to a minimum for a short period of time.

It's just that he didn't expect that in the closet behind him, there was still Lust, a guy who was good at concealment, who was preparing for him a long-planned critical attack.

"What if your plan falls through!"

Behind him, Mel came out of the hiding place, but it was very unnatural to walk.

If you look closely, his knife and feet are already deformed, and he limps when he walks, and if he doesn't hold on to the wall, it will be difficult for him to continue to walk forward.

"Missed!"

Zhao Ke looked back at Maier, took out the flintlock pistol from the mail book, put it in his hand and played with it.

At the same time, the four doppelgangers came out from behind Zhao Ke one after another.

Holding an enchanted musket that has been fully charged.

Zhao Keyi pouted and said:

"Do you know why you chose such a small room? Once the goshawk is trapped in a cage, even if it is a monkey, it can kill him! ”

Such a small room, limiting the count's mobility, five to one.

Even if Zhao Ke is positive, he has enough confidence to kill him.