Looking at Huo Liang's serious appearance, I really don't want to dampen his enthusiasm, of course, I definitely don't want Huo Liang to get involved in this matter, just kidding, the vampires we dealt with when we fought with death last time were only at the level of earls and marquises, and I can easily destroy a large group of vampires like that by myself now. If we were still facing such a vampire this time, Huo Liang might be able to bring the supernatural association he joined to participate, but in fact, this time we are facing the highest level of vampires, and even the Blood Emperor has come out, how can I let Huo Liang and them join in and lose their lives?

"We'll talk about it then."

I prevaricated Huo Liang with such an answer, then patted him on the shoulder and said, "It's not early, let's go to sleep." Huo Liang didn't say anything, so he went back to his room to sleep and rest.

We stayed with Huo Liang for two days, and in the middle of the way, he and Riley also took me to the so-called supernatural association.

To put it bluntly, this is a messy association organized by a group of idle children, who want to pursue some excitement when they have nothing to do on weekdays, go to some cemeteries or ghost buildings or something, there are almost no people with real skills, and a half-witted person like Huo Liang actually holds the position of vice president in the association, and his girlfriend Riley is the president, and I am also a dog, if such a group of gentlemen go to do vampires with me, they will be sucked by people every minute and don't even know my mother.

Two days later, Donald called me and said that he had found Moreau's location and asked me to go over and meet with Moreau. Considering that this time I was only going to meet with Moreau, and there was no danger, I decided to go with Donald and them alone, but they were not worried about my safety, and finally came with me.

So in the evening of the same day, we drove to a small town about thirty kilometers away, and met Donald and the others at the entrance of the town.

It's a small town with about one or two thousand households, and there are many of them in the UK, similar to the rural-urban areas of our country. The most famous place in town is the cowboy bar, and Donald tells us that Morrow was in a cowboy bar in the town at this time, and the owner of the place told us that he had been drinking here for a week, and that he was almost drunk like a puddle of mud every day.

Thinking of the high-spirited Grim Reaper Moreau before, and listening to his current situation, my heart felt like a knife, so I asked Donald to take me to Moreau quickly, hoping that he would cheer up.

So, our group went to the cowboy bar where Morrow was for the first time, and as soon as we reached the door of the bar, we saw a lot of customers running out of the bar with a frightened face, and Donald immediately grabbed a man who was running out and asked what was going on. The man replied that a group of people inside were beating a middle-aged man, and that he was going to die.

We looked at each other, realized that something was wrong, and rushed into the bar as soon as possible.

Although there were some timid guests running out of the bar at this time, there were still some bold customers who were reluctant to leave, and at this time, in the middle of the dance floor, seven or eight big men in suits were punching and kicking a drunkard with a scumbag face.

I recognized the drunkard at a glance as Moreau. In my impression, Moreau is noble and handsome, he is like a noble prince who came out of the comic world, and he is full of aristocratic atmosphere, but at this time, Moreau completely subverted my imagination.

He was at least ten years older than he had been two years ago, dirty, his face was covered with stubble, his eyes were cloudy, and he didn't fight back in the face of the punches and kicks of the men in the suit, but he still held the bottle of whiskey in his arms.

"Those in suits are vampires."

Blake next to Donald recognized the identity of the group of people at a glance, and I also opened my yin and yang eyes, and I also saw a faint blood-colored aura from their bodies, which was the main characteristic of the aura emanating from the blood clan.

From the aura emanating from this group of vampires, I can roughly feel their strength, most of them are at the level of a vampire earl, such strength is just an ordinary transcendent in our Yin and Yang Realm, and the leader should be a marquis, which is also a half-step entry level. And through this period of time, my understanding of the division of power in the West, as one of the seven commanders under the King of Death, Moreau's true strength is the level of power, and now such a powerhouse is actually beaten like this by these vampires whose strength is much lower than him, which really makes people feel that the world is cold.

While fighting, those vampires pointed at Moreau and scolded: "Moreau, don't you know what to do, it's your honor that our Venerable Blood Emperor wants you to join, we will give you another day, if you are still unwilling to submit, then this time tomorrow will be your death."

After saying this, one of the vampires directly pulled out a dagger, he slowly squatted down, and then grabbed Moreau's hair, and as he spoke, he was about to cut Moreau's ear with the dagger, and at the same time said, "Moreau, do you remember Reilly?" It's Reilly, who was chased to China by you, he is my brother, and you killed him in order to grab the Holy Grail, so I will cut off one of your ears today, which can be regarded as a little interest first. ”.．

I thought Moreau would resist, but I didn't expect that even if someone pointed a dagger at the root of his ear, he didn't say a word, and he still clutched the bottle of whiskey in his hand as if it was his ear.

Seeing that the vampire was about to cut off Moreau's ear with a dagger, we were all anxious, and we had to do it, so we rushed over there as soon as possible, intending to save Moreau.

But we were only halfway there, and at a wine table not far away, suddenly a man dressed in white and wearing a white cloak suddenly picked up a piece of ice from a beer glass, and with a flick of his fingers, the ice cube was shot like a bullet at the dagger-wielding vampire.

I only heard a snap, and the vampire screamed, and the dagger in his hand suddenly came out of his hand and stabbed deeply on the bar not far away, and the vampire's palm was in the shape of a chicken claw, and it was obvious that the palm was useless.

"Who's that man?"

Seeing that someone actually stood up for Morrow, our group stopped for the first time, wanting to see how the person came to help in the past.

"It's a member of the Holy See of Light." A trace of surprise appeared in the Donald's tone on the side, and said: "Strange, when the Blood Clan attacked our Death Inquisition before, we asked the Holy See of Light for help, but at that time, the Holy See of Light refused our request for help, their Pope meant to remain neutral, to put it bluntly, they didn't want to be the enemy of the blood clan in the sky, why would the people of their Holy See suddenly come to help the leader deal with vampires?"

I don't know what the Holy See of Light is, but I can probably guess from this literal meaning that this should be a relatively powerful organization in the Western spiritual world, and it should be related to a sect like Christ Jesus.

Seeing this, the vampires all looked at the man in white, and then one of the vampires directly shouted: "People from the Bright Sect, you are so bold, you dare to meddle in the affairs of our blood clan."

The man didn't answer, but slowly got up from his seat, then picked up the beer next to him, and slowly walked to the dance floor with the ice cubes in it.

When he was still about three meters away from the group of vampires, the man in white stopped, and then quietly spat out a number "three" from his mouth.

The vampires looked at each other, not understanding what these three words meant, and then one of the vampires continued: "Get out of here quickly, or the fate of this Death Inquisition will be the fate of your Holy See of Light."

"Two."

"Don't get out yet, are you an idiot."

"One!"

When the white-clothed man counted one, he began to slowly tear off the cloak on his head, and at the same time, the beer glass in his hand shook slightly, and the ice cubes in it shot out of the wine glass, hitting the chests of the vampires.

The ice cube was launched with such force that it instantly blasted the vampires to the ground.

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