The impact of the ghost spell weapon on the Junyue Shifang was huge, and the spell attack was originally an energy attack and a spiritual attack, and the 'True Day and Night' in the hands of Ichinose Red Lotus was the best among them. No matter how calm and calm Jun Yue Shifang is, not all young soldiers can be as arrogant and domineering as Blona's 'know how to hold a gun before they know how to hold a fork', on the contrary, if a country really fights like this and can only rely on constantly adding cannon fodder-type troops to make up for the gap in combat effectiveness, the country's war potential can be completely exhausted.www.biquge.info

"Anxiety and anger are the favorite food of ghosts," Ichinose said slowly, "Now you will be consumed by desires and become a real ghost." ”

This statement is actually not accurate, and it is not so much that it is devoured by demons, but that it is assimilated by demons.

“。。。。。。” All that was left of Jun Yue Shifang was silence, and the horror of the ghost could be seen in the short moment just now.

----------I'm the dividing line of the perspective mother-----------

In the lobby of the ancient Roman theater, hundreds of figures sat silently, no one made a sound, no, they weren't human - they were vampires!

"Today we gather all the nobles who have inherited the bloodline of the ancestors, not for anything else, but for the sake of 'threatening'!" The purple-clad and purple-haired female vampire on the stage said impassionedly, "This threat comes from an organization called the 'Japanese Imperial Ghost Army' that is active north of Tokyo. ”

Hearing this, many vampires looked impatient, everyone has been competing for so long and has known each other for a long time. The Emperor Ghost Army can only be called a trouble for ordinary vampires when they go out to hunt for food, there is no threat to them and these nobles, but their blood is not very good, as for those ordinary vampires who have died, it can only prove that they are too weak to continue to live, and vampires will not sympathize with the weak.

"They have brutalized our fellow citizens, expanded their territory, and touched forbidden spells as they pleased." Most of the vampire aristocrats just listened impatiently to the constant chatter of the 'coward' on the stage, and in their opinion, there was nothing wrong with having more humans - humans were just food, and what would vampires suck without humans? The Four Horsemen of John? No kidding, who thinks they've made too many mistakes? However, a small number of high-ranking vampires frowned when they heard the 'forbidden spell', and the Seventh True Ancestor Ferid sat there with a smile on his face, not knowing what he was thinking.

"Based on our intelligence, they've even started the 'Seraphic Angel of the End' experiment again." The speaker threw out a bombshell message again, and hearing this name that impressed all vampires, many vampires finally began to take it seriously. "If they continue to be allowed to do whatever they want, it will surely cause the same catastrophe as eight years ago......"

"Therefore, we have decided to destroy the Japanese Emperor Ghost Army!" A childish voice interrupted her impassioned speech, and it was none other than the Third True Ancestor, Kruru Cepesi, who stood at the top of the status and power of thousands of vampires, "It's a war! ”

"In order to maintain the peace of the world, we will kill all these greedy human beings!"

The whole hall reverberated with cheers, in the notion of these nobles, humans are synonymous with weakness and food, war is just a thrilling hunt in their eyes, and as for the 'Seraph' experiment of the end, except for a few top True Ancestors, everyone else has only heard of it.

"Really...... Vampire pride! As Kruru sat bored in the room, sniffing at the bright red blood in the cup, a mocking voice came from behind her.

"Bugs hiding in the corner, don't hide, get out quickly!" Kruru didn't even bother to turn his head back, and continued to watch, continuing to look at the blood in the cup.

The human figure gradually stepped out of the shadows—the black uniform, the gun at his waist, the fat body, the Iron Cross on his chest—and it was none other than Colonel Viorido, who had long vanished!

It's hard to imagine how a body that can almost be measured in tons can walk so lightly, and it's even more difficult to imagine how a human could come to a place that is forbidden to most vampires.

"Eh! What the information says is really true! The true ancestor of the vampire in the Far East is a loli! ”

"Dare to take another step forward and kill you!" Resisting the urge to tear this dead fat man, who weighed more than half of his body and had an average density that was much larger than that of ordinary people, into pieces smaller than Arucanu, Kruru gritted his teeth.

"Eh, is this your boudoir, Lord True Ancestor? That's a faux pas! The dead fat man didn't seem to know that there was a true ancestor-level vampire in front of him who could kill a class A group army in seconds, and he walked around as if he were in his own home.

Kruru finally struck, as fast as a bolt of lightning, leaving not even a trace of afterimage as it swept through the air.

Colonel Waiorido smashed the splendid walls as if he had been struck by a truck, shattering the beautiful portraits on the walls.

"Little girl, you are really merciless!" The dead fat man wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth as if he was nothing, and patted his somewhat fat belly, "If it weren't for my rough skin and thick flesh, I would have died here a long time ago." ”

Kruru licked the blood splashed on his hand, and looked disgusted: "It's really unpleasant blood, there is too much fat in it!" ”

"Ahem, how have you considered our conditions, Your Majesty?" Although he reluctantly used the honorific title, there was no hint of respect in Colonel Viorito's tone.

"Human beings always can't control their desires and try to get their hands on things that they shouldn't touch." Kruru said sarcastically.

PS: Recently, I found that there are fewer and fewer readers who see this kind of infinite stream, and at first I thought it was outdated, but then I asked and found out that it would turn to Happy Bookmakers, and the treatment of us third-rate writers is really not good, but since I have signed a contract, then the author Jun I must finish writing it, whether it is for so many readers who support me, but also for myself, so ..... Rolling all over the ground asking for recommendation tickets and rewarding local tyrants......