Chapter 762: In the Name of the Blood Clan, I Pronounce Your Sentence Today...... Death penalty!

"Dracula, you and the other blood clans are heinous, I am in the service of the Daozu oracle, and today I will punish you and others!"

Rod's loud shouts fell to the ground, and the spiritual power of heaven and earth rioted, and the entire castle couldn't help but tremble.

"Rod, are you really going to fall out with my blood clan?"

Dracula's expression changed slightly, and then he slowly stood up, staring coldly into Rod's eyes, and said in a deep voice, a cold killing intent slowly rising from his body.

"With the human race of a country as a blood animal, such a crime against the way of heaven, how can I spare you!?"

Without a moment's hesitation, a trace of anger flashed across his face, and he shouted violently again.

When he entered the castle, he already felt the incomparably rich bloody aura that filled the castle, although these bloody breaths were difficult to feel for others, but Rod's feeling was extremely clear.

This seemingly magnificent castle, every gorgeous corner exudes a strong smell of blood, and there are at least thousands of people who die in this castle, if Rhodes does not come this time, then Ettally and Helen will also become sacrifices to this castle, and their blood will make this bloody smell even stronger.

With his eyes slightly closed, Rhodes could imagine the cruelty that had taken place in the castle, and he could even hear the sorrows of those who had died. However, this is only a vampire earl's castle, and there are so many bloods, and there are so many castles like this!

How sad it is for the people of the great kingdom of Britain who are still in the realm of eternal dreams.

If it weren't for Rhodes' desire to lure out the Bloodline forces behind Camilla, how could he be able to talk to these beasts here?

"Good, good, good. ”

Dracula's face was like ice that would not melt for ten thousand years, and when he looked at Rod, his eyes bloomed with scarlet light, and the killing intent on his body exploded, only to see his hands closed slightly, and his mouth said in a deep voice,

"Rod, since you have to seek death, then this place will be the tomb of your pope!"

"Boom!"

Dracula's words fell to the ground, the heavens and the earth trembled, the elements rioted, the originally beautiful starry sky was swept by the black clouds in a moment, the sky was like ink, bringing endless darkness, and the evil aura also rose with it, giving people an extremely gloomy and terrifying feeling, extremely depressing.

In the whole world, it seems that only the faint lights in the study of the ancient castle are shining a little bit, like a sand gull fluttering between the heavens and the earth, and the boat capsized in the tsunami.

At this time, Attali and Helen, who were cowering in the corner, were already stunned by the terrifying aura of Dracula's body, and collapsed to the side, perhaps it was a good thing for them.

"Boom!"

Suddenly, a thunderclap exploded, and the thunder snake roared in the black clouds, only to see a figure appear outside the gate of the ancient castle.

Dressed in a black robe, his pale face was even more chilled under the faint light of thunder, and the scarlet light in his eyes flickered, like a messenger of death in the dark night.

One, two, three....

There was not only one person who came, but dozens or even hundreds, silently pushing open the fence gate and walking in, without the slightest sound of footsteps, like a ghost.

"Heh, I didn't expect your blood clan people to come so quickly. ”

Rod's eyebrows were slightly raised, a gleam flashed in his eyes, and he looked at Dracula coldly and said.

He could naturally feel the black-robed people who suddenly appeared outside the ancient castle, and the evil and bloody smell on their bodies already showed their identity, they were the people of the blood clan.

Not only that, but the strength of these blood clans is above the eighth order, which is more powerful than Camilla, who is the countess, at least at the level of the Marquis of the blood clan!

"Rod, today I will show you the true strength of my bloodline......"

Dracula smiled coldly, the murderous intent on his body was revealed, his lips trembled, and the sound of violent shouting was an explosion,

"Even if you are a pope, you will die here!"

As soon as the words fell, the hundreds of blood marquis had already arrived at the gate of the ancient castle, and then stopped, their bodies motionless, but waited quietly.

After a while, I saw three more figures coming side by side, all wearing black cloaks with blood bottoms, surrounded by gold wires, extremely luxurious, and engraved with a strange ornament, which was the emblem of the Ancestor Sect, more precisely, it should be the emblem of the blood clan!

The thunder flickered, and I saw that these three figures were also all pale faces, scarlet eyes, but the power and aura that emerged from them were extremely terrifying, far from being comparable to these blood marquis before.

These three people are the three existing dukes of the blood clan!

Bloodthirsty Duke Felsko, Duke of Night Thytoris, and Bloodthirsty Knight Ellsford.

These three people are all monsters who have lived for thousands of years, and their strength is unfathomable, plus the Prince of the Blood Clan, Dracula, who is in the study at this time, is now the master of the Blood Clan, and the person behind the control of the British Kingdom for hundreds of years.

"I really didn't expect that the Taoist Pope would dare to meddle in the affairs of our blood clan. ”

Felske gently licked the blood on his fingernails, the scarlet blood in his eyes flickered slightly, and he said with a sneer.

Just now, Felsco was still tasting the blood of a seventh-order warrior who had been cultivated for a long time, and before he could finish his fun, he was summoned by Dracula with the secret method of the blood clan, but he didn't expect that the guy he had to deal with turned out to be the pope of a sect.

"How can the lowly human race compete with the great undead blood race, even the pope of a religion, and he can't get out of this ancient castle today. ”

Cetoris stared coldly at the faintly flickering light in the study, his eyes flashed with fine light, his scarlet tongue licked his lips slightly, and said excitedly,

"I just don't know what the blood of this Terran pope will taste like. ”

"Kill him. ”

Andersford's words were simple, but the strong killing intent had already exploded from his body.

At this moment, the eyes of the three Blood Dukes were all in the study, waiting for Dracula's order.

"Rod, in the name of the blood, I pronounce your sentence today......"

At this time, Dracula in the study was pacing slowly, his lips squirming, and there was another thunder snake roar outside the window, and Dracula's two words also fell to the ground.

"Death penalty!"

"In the Name of the Bloodline......

The bloodthirsty Duke Felske, the Duke of the Night Thydonis, and the bloodthirsty knight Ellsford also had a gleam in their eyes, their lips trembled, and the sound of loud shouts exploded.

"Death penalty!"

"In the Name of the Bloodline......

The next moment, hundreds of blood clan marquis shouted in unison, their voices were as cold as ice, but they were all murderous, like a sharp horn, cutting through the entire night, and resounding between the whole heaven and earth.

"Death penalty! death penalty!"

"Death penalty! death penalty!"

"Death penalty! death penalty!"

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