"Bang", Nosferatu's figure was thrown out with a huge force, and the whole person fell on the wall and turned into a puddle of meat sauce.

He recovered and fell humbly to his knees.

"Next time," Carlo looked at him with a hideous face, and said in a deep voice, "You're going to die"

Nosferatu hung his head and remained silent

In the empty streets of London, a black carriage was galloping, and in the night sky behind it, countless bats followed, their flapping wings blocking the moonlight.

When the carriage arrived at St. Trud's Church in the eastern suburbs of London, the coachman with his severed hand jumped out of the carriage, and the bats in the sky also fell, turning into handsome gentlemen with powerful and gloomy faces, and bowed down respectfully and stood still in front of the carriage.

The door opened, and the Dark Lord stepped out of it, looking down on everything that had beneath the night, all with their heads lowered.

With a gloomy face, Carlo strode into the church, a mess inside, apparently having fought fiercely.

"Rowlet" Carlo called L's name in a low voice, and he was the only one in the entire church who could come and go freely.

"You're back" L stepped out of the shadows, his face unexpectedly calm, and behind him was a man with white hair and black eyes like a demon knife.

"What's going on?" Carlo glanced faintly behind L, who was Song after the enchantment.

L pointed to everything around him and explained: "A group of intruders, werewolves are very strong, and they came for a purpose In order to keep your laboratory, I chose to wake up Song Valve in advance, but unfortunately I was robbed of an experimental subject."

Carlo frowned: "Van Helsing?!"

L nodded: "Looks like you know something?"

Carlo was noncommittal, but he chose to check his own mice himself.

The four members of the demon team are still in endless torment, Luo Gandao and Lucio have almost completely been dissected, because of L's "giant experiment", Lin Feng is still suffering from the scorching of dark flames, his heart has been burned almost half, Immorton is the most comfortable, he is just a spirit body, and for the time being, Carlo has not yet had inspiration to spread to him.

The two gods of the gods, the warrior monk Brahma, were banned by Kalo, unable to speak, unable to see, unable to hear, and unable to move their bodies, which is equivalent to closing an eternal death pass.

Paladin Adam, who is still in the process of depravity of faith, is wrapped in black and white light, of which black has taken up most of it, and when he wakes up, he should be a new evil knight.

Song Valve's state is perfect, in L's words, he has really broken through to the fourth order, reaching the point of "the beginning of the magic knife", in Carlo's opinion, he has reached the strength of the leader level.

"I'm now beginning to believe that what you said at the beginning took me out of this endless cycle of reincarnation," L sighed suddenly.

Carlo glanced at him and casually asked, "Have you made a new discovery?"

"Hmm. L nodded, "The plot of the mission has been messed up by you, if it was before, at this time, the main god would have come out and forcibly changed the content of the mission, but so far, not only has the mission not changed in the slightest, even if I have revealed the secrets of the main god space so many times in a row, I have not erased or deducted the corresponding reward points, this situation is like"

L's expression was very strange, "It's like blocking the main god's induction, and everyone has been forgotten by the main god"

Carlo secretly guessed in his heart that it might be a ghost of the system again, this thing can even deceive the will of the abyss, let alone a small "main god".

Of course, he couldn't tell L this secret, he pondered for a while, and just lightly ordered: "Find a way to improve the strength of you and Song Valve as much as possible, if I can take you out of reincarnation, then you will face a more terrifying world, and if you don't have strength, you can only die!"

L shook and nodded silently.

"Now it's time for me to get those thieves back," Carlo narrowed his eyes slightly, turned and strode away.

At the door of the church, the elders of the Twelve Councils were still waiting silently.

"Nosferatu!" Carlo snorted.

A figure stepped forward quickly and said respectfully, "Master, please command." ”

"You've been fighting werewolves for thousands of years, so you don't know where their lair is, do you?"

Nosferatu raised his head suddenly, looked at Carlo in a daze, and then suddenly came back to his senses and replied urgently, "Of course." ”

"Good. Carlo nodded, with a hideous smile on his face, and said coldly: "I happen to be missing a few janitor dogs, hurry up and take me there"

"Yes!" Nosferatu knelt down on one knee, trembling all over.

Because of the excitement, because of the excitement, because the humiliation he received will soon be witnessed in the old enemy.

Carlo got into the carriage, and a deep voice came from inside the car: "Use the flying one, the speed is faster!"

The twelve prince-level vampire elders responded respectfully, turned into countless small black bats, lifted the carriage, and flew forward in the night sky

Council of Shadows.

The uneven walls of unpolished marble reveal rough and savage lines, just like the aesthetics of werewolves.

Countless torches were lit in the huge stone chamber, illuminating the room as if it were daylight.

Six gigantic werewolves stood in the center of the stone chamber, scrutinizing a middle-aged man tied to a stake.

"Hey, a few dudes" Van Helsing's forehead was sweating, and he barely made a relaxed expression on his face, half-jokingly: "I know you all hate vampires, and I also see this common denominator, so you might as well let me go"

"But we hate witchers even more," a gruff voice whispered, "Witchers are just as ruthless against werewolves"

Van Helsing's face froze, a little embarrassed, he hung his head in frustration and muttered, "Just escaped from the hands of a demon and fell into the hands of another group of monsters Oh God, do you treat your devout believers like this?"

"I can smell the scent of the ancestor on him, and although it is hidden by something mysterious, I can still feel it."

Another voice rang out.

"I don't think we're wrong, he's the one we're looking for"

"Now it's just a matter of bringing out the ancestral bloodline"

The werewolves seem to be having a discussion about something around Van Helsing.

Suddenly, a werewolf spoke, "It's simple, just use the vampire to stimulate him"

This was approved by all the werewolves, and a captured vampire was brought in.

The vampire had apparently been tortured at the hands of the werewolves, his face was pale as paper, his face was withered, and his bones were as thin as wood, like a refugee who had been hungry for a long time.

The strong werewolf threw the vampire in front of Van Helsing, and Van Helsing turned terrified and shouted, "Hehe, guys, calm down, instead of making me this thing, you might as well just kill me!"

The vampire had stabbed his fangs into Van Helsing's veins, and Van Helsing screamed in pain. Please Baidu "Throw Book Network" Thank you for your support!