"Let me see, the guest from the Far Eastern Empire, oh, and the hunter I've been looking for for a long time, a Negro slave, how funny!"

In the palatial and brightly lit hall of the castle, Alchilevi sat high in his seat, his eyes swept over Pei Chu, and then swept to Abraham and William Johnson, his slender fingers groping his chin, and his handsome and almost bewitching face showed a playful look.

"Where did you have the audacity to break into my castle?"

……

"Abraham, what should I do?"

After seeing so many night walkers staring at him in the castle hall, William Johnson felt that his legs were slightly weak, and the back of his neck was wet, and cold sweat broke out.

Abraham's expression also became extremely solemn and vigilant, he was a vampire hunter, the vampires who died at his hands were quite skilled, and he had even been besieged by three vampires, but it was the first time for him to face so many vampires, and he couldn't help but be nervous at this time.

He remembered how Henry Stewart had stopped them from chasing the beastly Negro before, probably because he was afraid that they would be led here.

However, it is too late to say these things now, and in the current situation, it is obviously impossible to have another chance to leave.

His gaze casually glanced at Pei Chu, who was standing in front of him, to see if the other party had any means to use now.

Pei Chu didn't know what the two behind him were thinking at this moment, and in the face of Alchilevi and the hundreds of nightwalkers on both sides of the hall, he didn't have the slightest fear, but strode forward and walked forward, and asked Alchilevi, "You sent someone to attack me?" Why? ”

His time in Springfield was so short that it would have been reasonable to say that the cowboys he had killed had sought revenge on him, but he had only passed Alcilevue's carriage on the street, and at night he was confronted by two Dark Walkers and a beastly Negro who came to him, which made him feel a little uncertain what the other party was for.

"Does this need a reason?" Alchilevi chuckled, "Does the lion need to consider the idea of the antelope when killing the antelope?" It's just a hunt. Just ......"

Alchilevi paused slightly, stared at Pei Chu, and said slowly, "It's just that this time the prey is more delicious than I thought, and he also sent it to the door." Hahaha...... Do you know how much I miss the blood of the Xia people I tasted in the Far East...... The same is true of you, the smell of your blood, even through your flesh. ”

"I see."

Hearing this, Pei Chu already understood why these nightcrawlers suddenly came to trouble him, which came from the embodiment of the pride of a creature that was high in the upper food chain and surpassed the power of mortals.

The other party and him were just a simple carriage passing by, Pei Chu felt the breath of the other party, but Alchilevi, the leader of the night walkers, could obviously also feel his qi and blood.

The martial arts path of a martial artist, the vigor and boiling blood, these are all cultivating the flesh and strengthening one's own qi and blood.

Pei Chu heard Liu Sixi once say that the power of a warrior's qi and blood is strong, and he generally does not dare to commit evil and evil, and can even use the power of qi and blood to injure and kill filthy existences.

But at the same time, the powerful qi and blood will also make many powerful beings of yin and evil extremely coveted, because for them, this is also a great supplement.

For dark creatures that feed on blood, the same is true for martial artists, who have practiced martial arts for a long time to boil their bodies, and the energy contained in qi and blood far exceeds that of ordinary people, and they almost salivate when they see them.

"You two be careful!"

Pei Chu wrapped the silver-plated iron chain he had received from Abraham in his hand, turned around and whispered to the two.

Suddenly, his eyes turned black, and the aura on his body began to rise.

Alchilevy, who was sitting high in the seat, changed his face instantly, looking at the continuously powerful aura on Pei Chu's body, his lips moved slightly, as if he was thinking, "This is holy power?" Or is it some other force? ”

"Catch them!"

The elderly man dressed as a servant standing beside Alchilevi's seat was suddenly startled, and at this moment, the vampires in the entire castle hall felt the changes in Pei Chu's body.

If they were talking about it, they just felt that Pei Chu's qi and blood surpassed ordinary people, but at this moment, it seemed as if a blazing oven suddenly appeared in front of them.

The steaming qi and blood were like flames, making the hundreds of night walkers present extremely irritable and uncomfortable.

After hearing the order of the elderly man dressed as a servant, he jumped out one by one almost instantly and rushed towards Pei Chu.

……

The outskirts of Springfield.

In the darkness of the night, hundreds of black figures stood in a wilderness clearing.

Standing in the middle of these hundreds of black figures, a burly figure that was more than half a body taller than ordinary people was staring at the quiet and dark city in front of him.

"Musa, it's time!"

In the midst of the dark shadows, a short, thin old woman walked out slowly on crutches and whispered to the burly figure.

Moussa was expressionless, only bowed slightly: "Let's start, Medea!" ”

A fire was lit, and above the fire, a huge iron pot was hung, and as the iron pot heated, the liquid inside began to bubble hot.

Medea, the black witch, stood beside the iron pot, muttering words in her mouth, waving the cane in her hand, and throwing all sorts of powders and dried unknown objects into the iron pot from her sleeve.

Hundreds of black figures stood quietly beside them, surrounding the gradually boiling iron pot, without making the slightest movement.

These were Negro slaves on several farms near Springfield, most of them were thin and shriveled, and few of them could grow up to be as tall and burly as Mossa.

As the liquid in the cauldron boiled more and more, an elderly Negro stepped out of the shadows and fell to his knees beside Medea.

Medea, the black witch, used a wooden spoon to take a bowl of liquid out of the pot and handed it to the elderly Negro who walked towards her.

The old Negro took a gulp of the unknown liquid handed to him, and soon his face was pained, and his shriveled body began to inflate as if it were blowing up a balloon.

A large amount of body hair continued to open out, and some kind of bestial characteristics appeared on the mouth, nose and forehead, but in a short moment, a thin old Negro man instantly transformed into a strong monster in his early two meters.

The monster thumped its chest frantically, and its jagged teeth let out a beast-like roar.

Standing in the middle, Musa looked at the elderly Negro who had completed the beast soul, and raised his hand in the direction of Springfield Town, "Go, go kill, destroy!" Let those who enslave us know that we have come for revenge! ”

Whew—

A crazy roar sounded, and the old Negro, who had already swelled into a beast and swelled into a strong monster, instantly fell to the ground on all fours, like a beast, and rushed towards Springfield Town.

First the first, then the second, then the third......

One by one, the beastified Negros roared and howled wildly, and pounced on Springfield Town.