In the headquarters of the Vampire Council, in a heavily guarded secret room, a middle-aged man wearing glasses stood respectfully behind the Vampire Grand Duke, and reported with a respectful expression: "...... In the House of Pain, Norma did appear as we expected, but it didn't turn out as expected. ”

"Yes, he's really getting revenge! My child, even in the face of such a terrible upheaval, still has an uncompromising stubbornness in the deepest part of that bloodline. The Grand Duke's face was expressionless, and his extremely old body slowly took two steps, and the cloak on his body slowly fell off, revealing the purple-gray blood vessels on his skinny body and skin.

The Grand Duke slowly stepped into the pool of blood in front of him, the fresh blood had been filled in the pool, and there was a ripple as the Grand Duke stepped in, and there seemed to be some mysterious power in the crimson blood, and at the moment when the Grand Duke stepped in, it trembled from the inside out, and some kind of force that could not be detected by the naked eye seemed to be injected into the old body.

“…… The strength of life is always so gratifying. The Grand Duke stepped into the pool of blood, picked up a little blood in both hands, and slowly sprinkled it from the top of his head, dripping blood slowly slid along the old face, and it was actually born with a trace of divine aura, which made people unbearable to look at directly.

The middle-aged man lowered his head, swallowed a mouthful of saliva, plucked up the courage to raise his eyes, looked at the vampire archduke in front of him who had survived for thousands of years, and continued to suppress the fear in his heart: "As far as I know, there was an accident this time, and Norma didn't know where he found a group of very powerful helpers, and there were even werewolves among them!" The blood guards have been hit hard, and some have even died. ”

"The one I want to sacrifice must not be Nissa, right?"

The Grand Duke opened his eyes, and there was no expression on his face, and even no fluctuations could be heard in his tone. Without waiting for an answer, the Grand Duke turned his body and slowly sank his body into the pool of blood, and before his head was completely buried in the pool of blood, he slowly spoke: "The bloodline of the werewolf has been slaughtered as early as the Middle Ages, and I have no interest in knowing what the filthy bloodline of the Dao will survive in this world, but since it still exists, let's destroy it again!" Inform other families of this news, whether it is the R allogeneic virus or the reappearance of werewolves, there is no need to hide it from those old friends! ”

"Yes, Grand Duke!"

……

Abandoned factory, Nissa, who has recovered, brought Asaph and the snowman here again, and the other members of the blood team need to cultivate more or less, and more importantly, after the battle in the house of pain, the members of the blood team are tantamount to suffering a thunderous blow, which is not only a physical injury, but also a kind of spiritual and faith collapse. So, after some consideration, the less melee fighters or the flawed ones were left behind in the vampire base, and the only ones who followed were Asaph and the Yeti.

When the Blade Warrior waited there with Whistler, Scud, because he didn't like to be with Whistler, had to hide silently in the corner and pick up his "weapon" to prepare for the next battle.

Dressed in a black bodysuit, Nissa's curves were fully exposed, and the haughty look and the confidence in her eyes still attracted the eyes of the aliens.

"Welcome!"

The Blade Warrior stood there with his hands together, and it seemed a little restrained at first glance, but in Nissa's eyes, it was undoubtedly the best place to quickly draw his gun at the first time, and Nissa believed that if they made any suspicious moves, the Blade Warrior would pull out the weapon at his waist and kill them at the first time.

Nissa glanced back at Asaph and the snowman, wasting no time, and went straight to the point, "According to the agreement you made with our council, I came to take the people away. ”

"Oh, the prisoners we captured, you said that you would take them away, don't you think too beautifully?" Whistler said, standing there, looking at Nissa with a slightly defiant look in his eyes.

When the snowman heard Whistler's words, his expression was angry, and he subconsciously put his hand on the katana at his waist, but was stopped by Asaph on the side.

The Blade Warrior looked at the snowman and snorted coldly and said, "Don't do this next time, or I'll make your hand no longer hold the knife." ”

"Yes, then I hope this Mr. Whistler doesn't fall into our hands again, or we won't give you a chance to get him back!" Nissa stood there without hesitation, sneering at the Blades. "Don't talk nonsense, I'm not here to quarrel with you this time." Nissa didn't give the Blade a chance to fight back, reached out and stroked the gold accessories in her hair, and said very calmly.

Blade and Whistler were a little upset by Nissa's words, but they also knew that there was no point in talking too much at this point.

"Come with me."

The Blade Warrior turned and led Nissa towards the sturdy cell where Xi Cheng was imprisoned.