Vlad III and Elizabeth were talking sarcastically to each other, and Chromia sat in the first place, smiling at the two of them, looking a little helpless, but did not stop them.

"I don't have anything to say about a villain like you. Elizabeth snorted coldly and said angrily.

"That couldn't be better. Vlad III leaned back in his chair, as if he didn't pay attention to the person in front of him. But in fact, he is, not because of his status, but because of his strength.

"Elizabeth, how is the thing I asked you to do?" Chromia asked, seeing that the two of them had fallen silent for a moment.

"It's not bad, but my lord, it's a little inconvenient to say it here. Elizabeth glanced at Vlad III, who had closed his eyes and seemed not to bother with her at all.

"It's okay, I forgot to tell you that Vlad Qing is also a member of our secret party now, so you can rest assured and boldly tell the information. With that, Kromia looked at Vlad III, "Vlad, if you have any suggestions or requests, please put them forward, and the secret party will support you in all actions." ”

"Thank you for your generosity, Mistress Kromia, but I think that I should first keep the matter of joining the secret party a secret*, after all, the fewer people who know about it, the better it will be to act in the future. Vlad III said, "It must be important that the Bloody Countess needs to report to you alone, and I will not bother, for it has been a long night, and it is time for me to take my leave." ”

"It's so good to be here, good luck all the way. Elizabeth said with an exaggerated expression.

"It was originally intended that you should stay in my palace, but since you say so, forget it, for the sake of safety, we will be contacted by Elizabeth, so decided. ”

"It was a crazy decision. With that, Vlad III bowed and left the room.

"My lord, can you let anyone contact her, I really don't want to pay attention to this annoying fellow. Elizabeth lay on the table, her full breasts supporting her body like a pillow......

Leaving the gates of the palace, Vlad III put his whole body in a cloak and walked in the direction of the Vienna Bolshoi Theater. His pace is not hurried or slow, almost like a nobleman walking at night.

He stepped into a dark alley, then accelerated sharply, as if he was hiding from something. Two piercing sounds of piercing the air slashed through his sides with sharp arrows, and the speed was amazing! If anyone had good eyesight, they would find that the arrows of these two arrows were unusual, with strange barbs.

Once an ordinary person is hit by such an arrow, the arrow will sink deep into the muscle tissue and be firmly snapped together by the closed wound. Pulling it out hastily will not only cause great pain, but also further expand the wound......

The two arrows missed, and the shooter hidden in the darkness directly dodged and attacked. All of them were dressed in black, and they were as light as black smoke in the dark alleys, and the black smoke held a short knife a foot long in his hand, and the knife skills he used were extremely fierce, and he forced Vlad III to the vital points everywhere.

The structure of the Bloodline and the human is similar, except that the attack on the Bloodline only restricts the ability to move, and does not die directly like a fragile human.

Vlad III in the darkness did not panic, he unfastened his cloak and threw it out, the next moment the black cloak met the blade, it was torn into countless pieces, falling from the air like a crow's feathers.

The sword light flashed, and the thousands of sword shadows that diffused in the air disappeared without a trace in an instant, and the two right hands holding the knife spun and fell from the air, smashing on the ground with a slight muffled sound.

One sword, with only one sword, Vlad III completely reversed the situation. Now, the roles of hunter and prey are reversed.

Vlad III stabbed a sword with his backhand, piercing one of them through the spine and pinning him to the wall. The next second, he broke more than half of the bones in another person's body with his hands, and then watched him collapse to the ground limply like noodles. Anyway, the bloodline won't die if he gets hurt like this, so it can slow down his recovery, killing two birds with one stone.

The Bloodclan was nailed to the wall, and the wound on his chest was constantly emitting corrosive white smoke...... This is the case with the alchemy weapon of the blood clan, once it enters the body, it will continue to erode every minute, if the bloodline is not strong enough, the body of the blood clan will be as fragile as a human in front of this weapon.

"Who sent you? Vlad III asked coldly.

There was silence in the dark alleys, except for the occasional abrupt chirping of wild cats.

"It doesn't matter if you don't say it, I still recognize the technique of the 'Dragon's Thorn'. ”

When the two Assassins heard this, their eyes finally showed despair.