"I don't think there's anything to negotiate," Mina stared coldly at Nosferatu, her father, "this is what Accator got and should be in her control." ”

"Are you kidding?Mina?" Nosferatu exclaimed exaggeratedly, "Accator is only a prince who can exert the full power of the Hallows, and Accator is not even an Earl"

With that, Nosferatu ignored Mina and walked straight towards Accado.

Mina's face was ugly, and she let out a high-pitched cry from her mouth, her fangs protruding, turning into a bloody shadow and rushing towards Nosferatus, whose handsome appearance instantly became hideous, and the two quickly became entangled.

The speed of the vampire is too fast, and if it is not magical, it is two blood rays that are difficult to catch with the naked eye.

The twelve elders on the field, two of them roared in a low voice, and they also turned into blood light to join the battle, and the remaining few vampire elders, who had greedy eyes and were ready to move, were immediately deterred by the rest, and both sides were afraid, and no one dared to take the lead.

At this time, a bloody light broke away from the battle and reverted to a handsome middle-aged appearance.

Nosferatuli was dressed and elegant, and everything was under his control.

"Come, Akado, give me what is around your neck" Nosferatu walked slowly, smiling and his eyes glowing with a strange blood, he cast some kind of seductive magic.

Confused by the lack of resistance, and with glazed eyes, Accator slowly removed the blood-red pendant and handed it to Nosferatu.

"Yes, that's what you're doing," Nosferatu's smile widened, his hand was already about to touch the pendant, and he could almost feel the power contained in it that made him intoxicated, and the greed and impatience in his eyes almost overflowed.

Suddenly, a hand slapped diagonally from the side.

"Slap", a crisp sound, Nosferatu's whole person flew diagonally to the side like a rag doll, the entire right half of his face collapsed, and blood mixed with snow-white teeth flew in the air.

"Damn!" Nosferatu stiffly stopped, and the remaining half of his face was filled with rage, and the collapsed half of his face healed quickly, and his eyes and teeth grew back.

He stared at a man deadly, eager to eat him alive.

Carlo was slowly wiping his right hand with a piece of white silk.

"Because I've lived too long, I'm blinded and can't see my existence anymore"

Carlo glanced faintly at Nosferatu, and Accardo was pale and frightened to hide behind Carlo, who had almost given away her best hand just now.

"Hehehe" Nosferatu suddenly laughed, his face was gloomy, he looked at Carlo, and said in a low voice: "I saw the shadow of Dracula in you, he was just like you back then, outstanding, arrogant, and empty-eyed"

"But then, he rolled back like a dog, and never dared to set foot in London again" The smile on Nosferatu's face narrowed a little, and his expression became extremely hideous, and he roared word by word: "Don't forget, boy, this is London, the territory of the Dark Council"

Sharp fangs and wide bat wings stretched out from behind him, and his whole body became extremely hideous and terrifying, and he pounced on Carlo with an incomparably powerful momentum, and then

"Bang!"

Carlo's right foot slammed on Nosferatu's face, his entire head was trampled to a thin layer, a large hole was cracked in the ground, and his facial features were crushed and miserable.

Carlo moved his right foot little by little, lowered his head slightly, looked at the frightened Nosferatu, and whispered: "I know this is London, but so what?"

"Bang!" Carlo increased the force of his feet, and Nosferatu's entire body burst open, his powerful momentum enveloped the audience, and the lights dimmed, as if endless shadows were spreading from him.

Carlo's cold gaze swept across the audience, and he said word by word: "When my feet step on, it's my territory!"

"Ahh

The ten prince-level vampire elders on the field looked at each other, with deep shock and jealousy in their eyes, and everyone hesitated.

Nosferatu raised his head again and let out a urging roar, and finally someone couldn't help it, turned into a black shadow and pounced on Carlo, and then the remaining nine people did it at the same time.

"You killed my favorite grandson, damn it!"

At the head was a handsome man with a hooked nose, who looked at Carlo with a resentful gaze and a constant curse from his mouth.

Carlo recognized that this guy looked a little like the bug he strangled to death before, as if it was called the Bruch family.

Carlo Pingping stretched out his hand, those flying magical blood lights were easily crushed like pieces of paper, the hooked man's body stiffened, and suddenly found that he could no longer move, his eyes showed a look of incredible horror, and the next moment, his head was grabbed by Carlo fiercely.

"Bang", the sky is full of blood flowers.

Carlo's five fingers were clenched, and countless phantoms composed of blood-red points of light were choked by him, this is the "life" of the vampire, as long as the "life" is not destroyed, the vampire can be reborn infinitely.

"You old things," Carlo said with a smirk, "the offspring are like maggots, annoying, damned!"

A blazing flame rose from Carlo's hand, and the "life" of the hook man burned violently, quickly decreasing, and with a short scream, a vampire prince completely disappeared from this world.

A few more screams rang out on the field, and more than a dozen vampires who were watching from the side turned into blood and died, they were all blood slaves of the dead vampire elders.

As if at the turn of some invisible switch, Nosferatu and the remaining nine vampire elders froze and stared at Carlo with more shock in their eyes than they had all experienced in their long years.

All the vampire elders have this thought in their hearts, if they get on, they will really die?!

At this time, with a few sharp winds, Mina and the other two elders also stopped fighting and looked at Carlo in disbelief.

Carlo's body slowly floated up, hovering in mid-air, and the overwhelming power enveloped the audience, as if a tenth-level blazing strong wind was blowing on the field, the low-level vampires trembled, and the vampire elders were forced to bow down.

Carlo's black robe resounded violently, and infinite darkness spread out of him.

He looked down at everyone, with a bright smile on his face, and said in a low voice: "When I first arrived in London, there are still a few servants missing, and I am honored to tell you that you have all been selected" Please Baidu "Throw Book Network" Thank you for your support!