Chapter Seventy-Six: Feud
Simbaru had a strange expression, and he didn't retreat in the face of Galivore's attack, nor did he let the three ghosts in front of him make defensive movements, but just recited an obscure and brief spell to summon the girl hiding behind. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info
It took a step back and let the girl stand in front of it, shouting,
"Old bastard, look who this is, feel it,
For vampires, it's a hundred-year-old food, and if you don't want it, you can squirt hard. β
As the words fell, the black-red energy ball in front of him emitted a fluctuation of abnormal fluctuations.
Gary Wei frowned, and after sensing the breath coming from the girl's body, the blood in his whole body couldn't stop boiling,
"Magical breath, or untainted virgin blood."
His eyes widened, his golden eyes flashed with a rich blood-colored desire, and the instinct from the depths of his heart made him unable to help himself, dissipating the energy in his throat, and flying forward as if he were in a demon.
Simbaru stepped forward and stood in front of the girl, saying,
"Alright, old fellow, stop when you've seen enough,
This girl is my prey, go further, don't blame me for doing something you regret for the rest of your life. β
Hearing this, the old vampire didn't care and continued to move forward, but when he saw the girl's stiff face, his eyes changed, and he shouted,
"You actually used soul dementorship on her!"
"That's right!"
Simbaru's face was smug and he warned, "So, you'd better be honest, or I'll let her go away with a single thought." β
"You......
Very good! β
Gary Wille gritted his teeth, his eyes flashed violently, with a thick murderous intent, but in the face of Simbaru's coercion, he had to stop, take a deep breath, put away his battle form, and return to his original appearance, but a pair of wings did not retract his body.
"What do you want?"
"Half a bottle of black dragon blood!"
"Impossible!" Gary Revel did not hesitate to refuse the Night Demon's request, "Not to mention one witch, even a hundred witches can't exchange half a bottle of dragon blood." β
"You know the value of dragon's blood, and you should understand that it is impossible for me to agree to this kind of transaction,
Go ahead! What do you want, or what is the purpose of bringing me here? β
Roar, roar, roar!
Simbaru laughed strangely, retracted the three ghosts in front of him, and put himself back in the chair, stretched his arms forward, revealing his broken wrist without claws, and said with a smile,
"I didn't expect cowards to become smarter,
That's right, I'm not here for this unreliable deal, I have only one purpose, to find a helper to help me get revenge. β
"Revenge?"
Galiavel's eyes narrowed slightly, glanced at the night demon's broken wrist, and said, "I don't remember that you still have enemies in the Misty Mountains. β
"Yes, it has always been, since that war hundreds of years ago, I have a grudge against a bastard, a bastard who almost wiped out the Daredevil, just like you."
The old vampire's expression changed, "I don't know what you're talking about?" β
After saying that, he turned around and left, not even tempting food, without hesitation.
Simbalu was not surprised by the old vampire's departure, but just watched quietly, until he was about to walk to the gate, and then chuckled unhurriedly,
"A coward is always a coward, and even if he gains the power of a dragon, he can't change the nature of the softie,
Garyville, if the Dragon Sucker knew that her beloved fiancΓ© was this kind of soft egg who didn't even dare to take revenge, I don't know if she would regret rescuing you from the wolves and giving you the first hug. β
The night demon mocked wantonly, his mouth was extremely vicious, and when he said a word, Gallyvill stood in place like a stake, his expression flickering, his hands clenched together, and he trembled uncontrollably.
How could he forget, how could he not care, the vampire and his creator are like father and son, mother and son, wife and husband, even closer than these relationships, and the affection between them comes from blood and soul, even after a thousand years, it is the same as yesterday.
Finica is his lover, his only soul mate.
"Roar! The softie is finally angry, it's so scary! Simbaru shrank his head, then looked up, and the clown sneered,
"But what about anger, do cowards dare to provoke the big bad wolf? Dare to avenge your fiancΓ©e? Do you dare to take down the corpse that was nailed to the cliff and has not been weathered so far? β
Simbaru smiled lowly, his pupils became extremely deep, emitting an eerie and dangerous light,
"He didn't dare, because Gary Vill was just a coward who wouldn't dare climb out of the coffin."
"Shut up!"
Gary was furious, his black hair standing on end, and he rushed forward like an angry brown bear.
The pale arms grew fine black scales, and the black mist covered the arms, leaving an indelible trace of the air as if it had been corroded.
"Finally angry, then, my mission is also accomplished."
With a quick incantation, Simbaru summoned three ghosts that had been hiding low to trap the vampire, while he strode out with the girl in his arms.
The power of the three ghosts is very strong, but it is still a lot worse for the vampire who has lived for thousands of years, and it only stopped him for less than ten seconds before he was beaten into ashes one by one.
"Damn bastard, I'm going to kill you." The old vampire was furious, his face extremely distorted, bordering on madness.
"You can't kill him!"
At this moment, a light appeared in the empty hall, and the light gradually increased, piercing the surrounding darkness, and then quickly converged, turning into a winged man with winged arms and a white-gold light all over his body.
"Who are you?"
Galiavier was shocked in his heart, the energy in the other party's body was so huge that it almost seemed to turn into an entity, and what was even more terrifying was that the attribute of this energy, just like the sun in the sky, had a strong restraint on him, just by looking at it, there was a slight tingling sensation in his skin.
John looked up, his eyes motionless, and looked carefully at the irascible vampire in front of him.
"Who the hell are you? Speak. β
Galivel didn't feel right, this guy was clearly not a dark creature, and judging by the various performances of Simbalu before, it was likely that they were in a group.
Damn, what the hell is going on?
He was a little stunned, a winged man who looked like an angel with a glow all over his body actually ran to the lair of dark creatures, and cooperated with the cunning and ruthless night demon,
Is he crazy, or is the world crazy.
After observing for a moment, John withdrew his gaze and glanced at the night demon who appeared at the gate with two vampire corpses lying at his feet, and said in a deep voice,
"I'm the one who can help you get revenge."
"Help me!" Garywell's eyes were gloomy, his legs trembled, and his body turned into a ghost, like the door and window on the side of the hall galloping away,
"I'm not going to work with glowing freaks."
The old vampire was fast, more than twice as fast as Serena and William, but in front of John, who materialized his energy, he wasn't that fast.
A brilliant pillar of light appeared in the hall, one end near John's position, the other near the door and window,
The light dissipated, and John's figure vanished, and then reappeared, his white-gold fist raised high and smashed down against the galloping figure.