Chapter One Hundred and Six Impulsively Entering the Prison Without saying a word, he drew his sword

"The situation is urgent, and there is no need to say anything superfluous. Pen ~ Fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info"

Tony is dressed in a white power suit, with a sassy posture, and there is no trace of dust and blood - this robe has a self-cleaning function, which can be described as killing people without blood.

"Mr. Colonel, send us to the next place at once!"

In the gratitude and admiration of the policemen and the surviving ordinary people, the eight turned back to the helicopter and went straight to the next riot without delay.

By this time, the whole of London had become a hodgepodge.

The number of rioters in the riots was actually not very large, but only a thousand, less than one in 10,000 compared to this large city with a population of tens of millions. But the reason why thugs are thugs is that three or two can make thousands of ordinary people tremble.

Not to mention the fact that there are also transcendent vampires among them?

They are scattered and chaotic, so that the police in this city are not able to stop them effectively!

When the army entered the city, tanks, armored vehicles, and heavy firepower began to encircle and suppress it, and the spread of panic was temporarily suppressed.

Three hundred vampires, most of them minions. Vampires of this level are not effective against thermal weapons. Therefore, the army can deal with them effectively.

But vampires don't stand there waiting to be beaten!

They were broken into pieces, two or three here, one or two there, hiding, occasionally sneak attacking, and also made the army anxious.

Only an equivalent transcendent like a disciple of the Taiyi Sect is a sharp weapon against transcendent criminals!

The eight brothers and sisters swept away the leaves in the autumn wind, and quickly swept away several riots in the West End of London, and then turned to the South End.

And at this time, downtown, the Dracula Building.

"It seems that I underestimated them. In less than half an hour, he killed nearly 100 Erlang, amazing, amazing!"

Klat's eyes flashed with a dark red light, and he muttered, "In addition to them, there are two other people coming here?"

"Yes. The descendant bowed and stood: "It's the Knights of the Round Table." One is called Gawain and the other is Lancelot. ”

"Knights of the Round Table, haha..."Clatt sneered, "Do you really think it's King Arthur's great knight who guards England? They are too impulsive, but it's just right, isn't it? If you mix with the eight people of Taiyimen, it's tricky." ”

After pondering for a moment, Kratt said, "The two great knights must be very eager to kill me, ha, I'll give them this chance." ”

Then there is a whisper, and the descendants should claim yes, and then leave.

"Just slaughter these two first, and then depending on the situation, if you can clean up the cubs of Taiyimen, it will be perfect. ”

Of course, Klatt actually knew that the disciples of the Taiyi Sect acted collectively, and it was unlikely that they would be cleaned up this time.

The power of that formation made Klat, who had experienced it, really frightened and rejoiced. There were several vampire viscounts who could be compared to him, and they couldn't get in or out, and their deaths were unknown, plus what the mage who occupied the Demon Venerable's Demon Mind said, he had to be afraid.

Speaking of which, Gawain and Lancelot are actually the most tormented. One is that the two of them were originally British, and Britain suffered, which was a needle pricking the fingertips and hurting in the heart.

It's not like Tony and the others, although they are also angry at the madness of the Yuan Shi Sect, but after all, they don't empathize. The world has national borders and ethnic divisions, and there are barriers between them. The original intention of them coming here was just to fight the Origin Demon Sect, and the rest of them were all trivial matters.

Although what followed was unexpected.

After all, it's not the Virgin, and there is no such thing as true compassion.

Second, the two knights were worried about the whereabouts of the great magician Merlin. Merlin is the anchor of the sea in England, and he is their backbone, and he will never go back, and the end makes the two guess again and again, and their hearts are empty.

All kinds of anxiety and distractions, combined with the tragic situation in London, made the two of them angry. At that time, I couldn't help but say that I left the military base, and I didn't say hello to the military, so I was stunned and rushed into the city.

Like the headless flies, running around, although they also slaughtered some vampires, but they were actually at a loss.

Under the killing, he may have vented his anxiety, but then he finally calmed down a lot, and then he remembered that he should communicate with the military, so he found the military team, understood the situation, and knew that the Dracula Mansion in the center of the city was a vampire lair, so he planned to capture the king first, and went straight to it.

For the Dracula Building, the lair of vampires in the city of London, the military will naturally not let it go. However, for the British military, the first thing is to suppress the riots everywhere and calm the panic of tens of millions of people.

Their plan was to calm the panic and evacuate the crowd, then surround them on all sides and wipe out the vampires in the Nadracula Mansion.

The army is a collective, and when it acts, it is naturally less efficient than the individual. There are also many vampire minions to restrain them, and they will hit the city center for a while and a half, but it is not easy.

The eight people of Taimen were surrounding the city to extinguish the fire, so the two knights separated from the team.

This gave Klatt a good chance.

The abilities of the two knights come from Merlin, or the abilities of the Knights of the Round Table, both come from Merlin. It's the power of this extraordinary great magician.

The power is infinite, faster than a car, and ordinary knives, guns, and firearms cannot be injured. Two good knights at the end!

In this world, such existence is extremely common. Many superheroes, supercriminals, have abilities that come from the gift of some more powerful beings.

Even the Supreme Mage Strange, whose core magic power is derived from the Trinity Supreme Law God of the Weishan Emperor.

Therefore, it is not surprising that these two knights exist like this.

The two of them ran wildly, jumping several meters high, more than ten meters away, almost ignoring obstacles, only nailing the Dracula Building in the center of the city.

As for the horror and riots caused by the excess, it was not in the consideration of the two of them.

When I was about to arrive at the Nadracula Mansion, there were vaguely figures hiding and shimmering around. The two knew that they must be vampires. Since this is a vampire's lair, it would be strange if you couldn't see the shadow of a vampire.

The two glanced at each other, broke out at the same time, and chased after a figure by hanging a figure!

The shadow was not a minion, and when they saw the two of them chasing after them, they immediately raised their speed and ran as fast as they could, and it could be said that there were footprints on the walls! But the two knights burst out, and the speed was even faster, like the arrow that was off the string, although it had no subtle skill, but it also showed absolute speed.

I see that the distance between them is narrowing.

As soon as the two sides chased and fled, they crossed the square under the building in about ten breaths, but they saw that the shadow turned around, and it was actually thrown into the underground garage next to it!

The two knights each frowned slightly, and felt that something was wrong, so they stopped together.

"Is this going to lead us to the underground garage?"

A sneer appeared at the corner of Gawain's mouth.

"You go in, I'll answer here. Lancelot nodded, "Be careful." ”

Gawain cleaned up with an OK, his eyes sharpened, and he pulled out the big sword at his waist with a choked sound, and the whole person was like a tank, rampage into the underground garage.

Lancelot, who remained outside the garage, stood quietly, his big hand clenching the hilt of his sword at his waist, his eyes burning as he stared at the exit of the underground garage like the mouth of a giant beast's blood, his eyes unblinking.

The two cooperate tacitly, one inside and one outside, and they can support each other in the slightest accident.

As a landmark in the heart of the city, the Dracula Tower is a bustling crowd in normal times. But today, there is silence around this building.

Lancelot was a little uneasy in his heart in such an environment.

The hilt of the sword in his hand became harder and harder.

Suddenly, a violent friction sound sounded, and Lancelot perked up, and saw that at the entrance of the underground garage, a steel gate was slowly closing!

His face was grim - there was indeed a deception!

As soon as his heart turned, he was worried that something would happen to Gawain, and he was about to rush down when he raised his foot. But at this moment, there was a dense sound of footsteps behind him, and then a lonely applause rang out.

"Sure enough, it's a great knight, extraordinary. I'm also going to bury both of you inside... It's okay if you're separated, the two of you seem to be quite cooperative, and if you're together, it's not easy to deal with. ”

Lancelot's face stiffened, and he turned slowly.

A large group of no more than fifty people was holding a firearm, and the swarthy muzzle of the gun was aimed at him, exuding a thick murderous intent. Lancelot didn't care, his gaze crossed directly over these people, and he could see that these were ordinary people. And what really caught the eye was the dozen or so people standing in front of this group of men in black suits with guns.

The first one, wearing an elegant tuxedo and bow tie, has smooth hair, meticulous combing, and snow-white gloves on his hands, like an elegant aristocrat!

But the pale face and the fangs looming under his lips reveal his identity - a vampire!

"Alien, what did you do to Gawain?!"

Lancelot slowly drew his sword.

"I guess I'm dead. Klatt smiled faintly, and the dark red light in his pupils became brighter and brighter: "I prepared a delicious meal for him in the underground garage, oh, I can tell you, it is a poisonous gas developed by our laboratory under the Dracula Group, it is very powerful." ”

"I closed all the vents in the underground garage with the strongest alloy that I couldn't break in a short time. So, Knight Lancelot, you should be prepared to collect the body for Knight Gauvin. Oh, by the way, you will soon be a corpse, I have a good heart, so I will be merciful and collect the corpse for you. ”

Lancelot's heart sank, and a chill suddenly grew.

Although the knight is different from ordinary people and has great strength, he can't help but breathe!

The point is, there is not a trace of movement in the underground garage!

"Gawain!"

Lancelot roared angrily, and his face became extremely ugly. He shook his greatsword violently, swept with his sword, and a crescent-like magic burst out from the blade of the sword, straight to the sword!

Immediately raised his sword and jumped, jumped into the air, Tarzan pounced on Klatt like a top, and slashed down with a sword!

"Shoot. ”

Klat's expression did not move, he said lightly, rubbed his hands together, rubbed off a pair of snow-white gloves, put Shi Shiran in his pocket, and then pushed forward with his palm, and a scarlet light curtain collapsed like a wall, colliding with the sword light.

At this moment, Lancelot had reached seven or eight meters above his head, and when he saw that the big sword was about to fall, the sound of a da-

Dozens of people, dozens of tongues of fire, spewed out endless projectiles, almost intertwined into an impenetrable storm of bullets, enveloping the big knight in mid-air!

It seems that in the next moment, this knight will be beaten into a sieve!

But the knight was not idle, and the sound of the rain hitting the plantain as dense as the metal clash sounded immediately - the great knight was dressed in metal armor, not an ordinary carry, but a magical equipment. Although there were many bullets, they could not penetrate the armor defenses! Only a little spark flickered, and the sound of impact was like raindrops.

However, the power generated by the bullet storm affected Lancelot's stability, he paused in mid-air, and the big sword in his hand turned, dancing out of a sword light, blocking the front of the door, but he couldn't stabilize his body, and he was about to fall down.