By the time Morimitsu left the customs, two weeks had passed.

The outside world has long been bombarded with newspapers and news.

The news about Gotham City is overwhelming.

The Mutual Aid Society took control of Gotham City and forcibly protected the legitimacy and fairness of the judiciary by force, so that all the phone calls from corrupt officials turned into nonsense.

It's not that no one came to Gotham City, it's just that they were arrested as soon as they entered Gotham City.

Isn't this self-defeating?

It's been a long time, and no one in the world who has participated in the owl quail thing dares to enter Gotham City.

After a brief period of shock and stagnation, the White House quickly organized a meeting between the president and the department ministers, and the president's secretary came to the Gotham City Council and made several contacts with the mutual aid association, all to no avail.

Because without Morimitsu's order, the people of the mutual aid association would never let go of that group of elite criminals.

In the end, the White House was furious, feeling that their authority had been undermined, and issued an order saying that the military force would not be ruled out to retake Gotham City.

There is another consequence of the destruction of the Owl Court.

It is the world's underworld that has lost a money laundering center, a drug transit center and an arms smuggling transit center.

Become the King of Gotham's Mutual Aid Society, banning all illegal buying and selling in the city's shadows.

Almost single-handedly, suppress all evils.

Two weeks is too long for the world.

The underworld underworld has released words one after another, saying that the mutual aid club that may have defeated the Owl Court is qualified to completely purify Gotham City.

But!

You and the Grandmasters, too, will suffer the consequences of doing so.

This is the enemy of the world, this is the enemy of the underworld of the whole world.

Are you going to be the world's policeman?

And when Morimitsu got the news, he scoffed, what if I am the world's policeman?

His correspondence is to do nothing at all.

The world moves, but I don't move.

The outside world was stormy, but Senguang braked quietly and sat in Shen's restaurant to heal his injuries.

On this day, two colors of red and blue appeared in the sky above Shen's restaurant, one yin and one yang, which represented the completion of the fusion of Senguang and Northern Shengong.

Gong Shen is created.

Morimitsu fully recovered from his injuries.

In the lounge on the second floor, Morimitsu summoned Donald and ordered something.

Donald said to Morimitsu, "Master. Hua Dong Xiong and Victoria are back. ”

Well?

Morimitsu, "If you count the time, it's been two weeks. It's time for them to come back and tell them to come to me. ”

After a short time, Hua Dongxiong and Victoria went up to the second floor.

The two of them were scarred, Hua Dongxiong was covered in wounds, and Victoria was still beautiful and moving, like a delicate red rose.

It's just that her bright red dress is torn into strands of cloth, and her creamy skin has blood marks.

Hua Dongxiong came to see Mori Guang with a human head, which was the head of an immortal king.

Morimitsu looked at it, "What about the other vampire?" I think his name seems to be ...... Call...... Degu Building? ”

"It's Dracula." Victoria was affectionate, but she was terrified that this little lover had become even more terrifying.

She even had the illusion of seeing the first patriarch Cain.

An impulse from primal instinct to foresee the danger of death, warning her never to anger the boy in front of her, who was less than eleven years old.

Victoria bit her lower lip, her lips flushed. Of course, the name of a minor character like Dracula isn't worth the time to memorize. My little angel ......"

These words made Donald and Hua Dongxiong who were present tremble.

Donald looked at Victoria with annoyed eyes, while Hua Dongxiong was afraid, God, you actually spoke to the grandmaster like that.

Both of them were afraid that Morimitsu would get angry.

Instead of getting angry about it, Morimitsu focused on another thing. "Hua Dong Xiong."

"I remember, I wanted you to kill two vampires."

Hua Dongxiong was so frightened that he knelt down, "Tell the master." The Immortal King, called Dracula, is very cunning. ”

He fled westward. Shouting before fleeing...... Shouting ......"

Morimitsu looked at him flatly.

Hua Dongxiong gritted his teeth and told the truth. "It clamours that you have no name, that it will return with an army of thousands of Bloods, that it will raze the Mutual Aid Society to the ground, and that the whole of Gotham will be their lair."

Bang~

Donald crushed the floor and gritted his teeth. "How can it be?"

"This one is just bold." Hua Dongxiong added.

Victoria said, "He's always been so stupid, I'll help you kill the Bloodline." ”

"Alright." Morimitsu was not angry at all, and flicked his sleeves to silence them.

"It's just the howl of a bereaved dog before it dies, what are you waiting for?"

"In which direction did he go?"

Hua Dongxiong immediately said: "West." ”

Mori Guang waved his sleeves, the doors and windows opened by themselves, and before leaving, he glanced at Hua Dongxiong. "I remember I told you that if it can't be solved, come back and report it to the mutual aid society, and send someone to intercept them. It seems that you did not take my words seriously. ”

"No, no...... Master, you misunderstood......"

"Hmm." Moriko went out of the window and walked against the wind.

Now his martial arts level has reached a higher level, combining the light skills of the Nine Yin True Sutra with the light skills of the Jade Maiden Heart Sutra, Ling Void and Controlling the Sky, and the speed is estimated to be no slower than that of a helicopter.

He quickly chased to the west, and the Son of Heaven watched the luck change in the west, and after chasing for more than an hour, he finally found the luck that belonged to Dracula on the horizon.

"The Legend of the Fairy Tree"

……

Dracula takes refuge in the Sierra Nevada, a sparsely vegetated, bare-topped canyon.

A week ago, he returned to the Immortal Council Residence, ready to use his oratorical talents to express his anger against the Mutual Aid Society, calling on the living and non-dead to be hostile to Moriko and Gotham City, and even having the Ancestor Cain himself come to Gotham City to destroy everything!

But......

Reality is different from imagination.

When Dracula returned to the headquarters of the Immortal Council, a city at the foot of the Sierra Nevada, he was horrified to see a ruined area.

Then, he hears rumors that Superman has killed Cain and destroyed the Immortal Council.

When he went out, his house was gone.

Not to mention revenge, now he is already a lost dog.

Dracula hides in a bare canyon in the Sierra Nevada, gritting his teeth and his eyes red.

Every day, he spent it cursing and stomping.

He walks through the canyon, where hunger forces him to seek out a deer to suck blood. "Hateful Eaton. I must take the fact that you are the grandmaster, advertising the world! I won't let you go, I won't let you go. You wait, when we meet next time. ”

"I want you to cry without tears, you wait for me to see ...... next time"

"See ......"

Dracula looked at the figure in the center of the canyon in front of him, his white shirt sleeves fluttering, his smile seemed to be the first quarter moon in the night sky, his deep eyes, his handsome face, his temperament was noble and pure, and he seemed to be the only one in the sky and on the ground, and even the sun could not help but lose his luster compared to it.

This man is not very old.

But Dracula, who had lived for more than a thousand years, trembled with fright.

"You...... You ......"

"How did you end up here. I'm not afraid of you, hateful, hateful. ”

Moriko kept his hands behind his back and turned his back to him, and at this time he turned around and smiled. "Ah, Mr. Dracula seems to be saying just now, what will happen to me when you and I meet this time? I don't know what to expect? ”

"I'm really curious."

The tone is flat, and there is no murderous intention.

It's like a person stepping on an ant, and there will be no emotional change at all.

Mori Guang stretched out his hand, and the golden sword shadow gradually appeared.

"Lazy to look back on the eight wilderness... Cut off the road against the sky. ”

When Dracula, the Immortal King, saw this scene, his eyes were about to fall, and he turned around and ran, running in the wilderness, without any image.

Run!

Run! Run!

He's got to run!

His face was distorted, and the wind was blowing his skin in waves, but all he wanted was to run.

He jumped fifty meters at once.

But......

A hundred-meter sword aura enveloped Dracula's sky.

Mountains, shrubs, canyons, and blue skies merge into this line of golden light and sword energy.

A hundred meters of sword qi split it and the canyon.

A man-made split ravine appeared in the canyon, cutting through the huge rock between the two canyons.

Dracula was split in half by a sword, the sword qi wore out most of its bat clones, and a small part of the bat clones ran in opposite directions.

After all this was done, the canyon fell silent.

An immortal king, who died so lightly, so silently.

Senguang dispersed the shadow of the sword and stood with his hands behind his back, covered with the spirit of the Son of Heaven.

He looked up at the clouds above him and frowned slightly. "My luck is becoming more and more like a dragon."

"The luck of the Mutual Aid Society and Gotham City is coming together."

"I'm going to get more and more of it."

"But it's not good."

"A person can't bet his treasure in one place, and I can't be bound by the spirit of heaven. That could easily lead to the serious consequence that I could only practice the Supreme Humane Exercises. ”

Morimitsu's mind moved, and the heavenly luck was divided into three parts.

One is dragon-shaped luck, and one is the martial arts luck of the descendants of the Demon Gate, turning into a black unicorn, which is his own demonic luck.

The third part is the weakest, which is the phoenix luck of swallowing the Dao Sect Qi, but the foundation is weak and cannot be sustained.