Lilith and Clark were shocked to see the arrival of "Count Dracula", and Carlo couldn't help but raise an eyebrow slightly when he saw them.

On his arm, the tattoo that had not moved for a long time began to become hot again.

Carlo knew in his heart that these two people should be the "apostles of heresy" referred to in the mission.

However, what really surprised him was not the identities of the two, but

The Lori dressed as a witch in front of her, with a large amount of pure magic fire elements condensed around her, seemed to be secretly preparing some powerful magic, and the big man behind her whose muscles had nowhere to put it, there was no feeling of blood surging all over her body.

In front of Carlo's powerful consciousness, the bodies of the two were so transparent that there was no trace of secret.

Carlo let out a sigh of relief, not because some cold little loli was not wearing underwear, but because of the body structure of the white man: titanium bones, a belly full of ammunition, and a small nuclear reactor heart with powerful energy

The power of these two people is not the same system at all.

If you can do this, then this is the identity of the so-called heretical god

Carlo's eyes suddenly became strange.

"What should I do?"

Clark and Lilith secretly communicate in private, a skill similar to "Psychic Shackles", which allows the contractor to communicate with each other in a small area.

"Hurry up and inform Adam" Although Lilith's face is immature and green, her strength and status in the Celestial Team are still above Clark, and she is much more calm and calm than the latter.

"Let him come with Song Valve, Frankenstein can't afford to lose, the two of us can test Dracula's strength, if this Lord Count is not as terrible as rumored"

Lilith's beautiful gem eyes lit up with a strange light, which looked a little demonic, "The four of us can try to kill Count Dracula in advance and give L a big surprise"

Clark's heart shook slightly, and the pride and pride of belonging to the Celestial Team came up together, and he couldn't help laughing, and said wildly: "Then it's better to try to surprise Adam and the two of them."

"Stupid, you shouted out!" Lilith stroked her forehead helplessly, and the next moment, two drunken flushes floated on her immature and pretty face, and her tone was mixed with faint excitement and expectation, and she slowly spoke: "But your idea is not bad"

Lilith and Clark launched their entire offensive in an instant.

The heavy machine gun on Clark's shoulders popped up again, spewing silver-white fiery tongues of fire, countless silver bullets pouring out wildly, and at the same time, his chest slowly melted, revealing a huge circular hollow, a rocket with a whole silver white body carved with countless intricate patterns on it.

Clark sneered, "Let you try this super enhanced version of the 'Demon Hunting Missile' that cost Lao Tzu 2,000 bonus points"

Lilith was equally unhappy with her attack, her lips chanting the incantation at an unbelievable speed, her hands folded like flying, and a scorching red light lit up around her, and suddenly seven or eight dark red fireballs the size of a human head appeared, flying forward in a string.

"Fireballs. ”

As she finished the spell, a shadow of a fire dragon appeared behind her, spitting out flames of flame at Carlo.

"Dragon's Breath, Scorch!"

The dragon's breath was wrapped in eight fireballs, like a flaming dragon, chasing Clarke's silver missile, sweeping away with teeth and claws.

Future technology plus exorcism runes, fire mages and terminators, the two of the Celestial Team fought an extremely terrifying offensive in a short period of time, just a little power leaked out made the blood red carpet on the ground continue to evaporate and dissipate, and the entire underground waterway was as bright as day and the heat wave was rolling.

The "Flame Raging Dragon" swallowed the Demon Hunter Missile in one gulp, and the eight Fireballs in its body burst violently, and the tyrannical and destructive fire element contained in it raged out, which was the strongest point of the "Flame Explosion".

The "Flame Raging Dragon" swelled into the "Flame Dragon", and the unimaginable heat caused the air to become slightly distorted, and the eyes were fiery red.

Everything in front of them was engulfed in flames in an instant, but, in a trance, Lilith and Clark seemed to see that the handsome "Dracula" smiled gently at them

The flames burned brightly, and there was an unpleasant scorching stench in the air, the smell of blood being steamed and burned.

"It's over?" said Clarke.

"How can it be so simple? Have you received a reward notification for the completion of the mission? You underestimate this legendary vampire count too much" Lilith had a cold and delicate little face, and her eyes were firmly fixed on the depths of the flames: "No, he must not be comfortable with the round of attack we just had, now he may be hiding somewhere to recover his strength, right!"

Lilith's face changed suddenly, and she screamed violently.

She should have discovered that something was wrong, as a flame mage, after a round of fire magic was lost, the flame power in the waterway was not weakened but faintly burned more and more, and she didn't even notice it

I saw that the flames that filled most of the waterways suddenly exploded, occupying the entire space, and then, an elegant and slender figure in the flames walked out slowly, and where he walked, all the violent flames were as docile as sheep, like milk swallows returning to their nests, they threw themselves behind him, converging into a gorgeous cloak composed entirely of flames.

The "Count Dracula", with his back to the endless flames, and there was no trace of burning on the corner of his clothes, he was still calm and handsome, smiling, and above his raised left hand, a delicate and beautiful silver-white missile was spinning.

"This can't be?!" Lilith's cold face could no longer hold back, and she exclaimed, her eyes full of shock.

She could accept that Dracula wasn't hurt, but she couldn't believe that the fire magic she had just unleashed had become more tame than when she had been in her own hands.

Isn't Dracula a vampire? Isn't he good at bloodline and dark magic? What the hell?!

Clark was also stunned, his brain filled with molten metal was obviously not enough: "Oh, shit! Why didn't my 2,000 bonus points explode, and the Lord God also sells fakes?"

Carlo was quick to tell him the truth that his "Lord God" was a fair-hearted, honest and trustworthy businessman.

With a flick of Carlo's left hand, the "Demon Hunting Missile" worth two thousand bonus points had already flown back several times faster than when it came, and before Clark had time to react, the missile had already smashed through his nose extremely roughly, and the teeth were stuffed into his mouth fiercely, and then, with a loud "bang".

Two thousand bonus points of fireworks, but unfortunately Clark himself can't see it

Lilith glanced back, witnessing Clark's tragedy, and before she had time to be frightened, a trace of the flame cloak had already passed in the aftermath of her vision.

The next moment, her white and delicate neck was pinched by a big hand, and the whole person was suspended in mid-air.

"Uh" Lilith tugged helplessly at the slender pale palm, her petite body pinning weakly, and a handsome face appeared in front of her, with a gentle smile between her eyebrows.

Lilith's eyes were full of horror, and she struggled to spit out a few indistinct syllables in her mouth: "Impossible"

Carlo chuckled, holding Lilith in one hand and walking over to Clarke, whose entire head had been blown out.

The headless "Terminator" suddenly burst into flames and pounced on Carlo.

There was no trace of surprise on Carlo's face, as if he had expected it, the flame cloak behind him swept in and bound Clark in a circle, like a "bind" of flames.

After doing all this, Carlo nodded contentedly and glanced at Frankenstein, who was dumbfounded.

"You're not Dracula," Frankenstein said suddenly.

"Of course I'm not," Carlo replied with a smile, "but I'm more interested in you than Dracula."

Frankenstein is smart and apparently understands that there is no possibility of him escaping, either in the face of Dracula or Carlo.

With a deep sense of sadness and frustration, he walked slowly outward.

Carlo appreciates his choice, and he carries the struggling Lilith in one hand, and the flames behind him bind Clark, like a gentleman who has just attended a ball, and returns home in a happy mood.

Suddenly, the heat from his arm made him pause slightly, but soon, Carlo chuckled and shook his head, "Forget it, let's wait for next time Anyway, none of these people can run" Please Baidu "Throw the book network" Thank you for your support!