Leon pushed the door open, and the smell of blood in the air became stronger. m.

In the center of the room is a huge circular bath that resembles the Roman custom.

The bath was filled with scarlet blood, and on the edge of the bath, there were more than a dozen naked girls lying on their backs, who had been pierced through their hearts with iron wedges, and the blood from the wounds had coagulated.

Lorgar came to the corpse and looked at it carefully, "There are bruises and redness on the surface of the body, they should have been abused before they died, but there is no sign of struggle or struggle." There are bite marks on the neck, but the fatal wound should have been pierced through the heart by an iron wedge. It looks like a vampire's handiwork. ”

"Hmm. ”

Leon was silent for a long time, the smell of blood in the air suffocating him.

Loga's calm voice sounded, "Brother, I will kill this scumbag, no matter what kind of bullshit count he is, or what kind of crusader commander." ”

"Hmm. ”

Leon understated that at this moment, he was more like a cold corpse than Lorga.

But Luo Jia could clearly sense that Leon's body was surging, like a stormy wave.

"What should we do?"

Leon's voice was a little hoarse, and he sounded coldly, "Wait—since he has prepared this feast, sooner or later he will come back to enjoy it." ”

The Count of Iskar walked to his mansion with some impatience, the pre-war meeting had lasted so long that he feared that the meal he had prepared would not be fresh enough.

Ever since he sacrificed the soul of the Great War to the hidden being of the abyss, he had gained the power of his dreams.

Now he has a stronger physique, unparalleled strength, and a spell that can be triggered at a moment's notice.

It means that they can no longer eat normal food and can only feed on human blood.

But so what?

The nobles were vampires who rode on the necks of ordinary humans, and Count Iskar never thought that he had changed in any way.

He pushed open the door and hung the chainmail, the leather armor lining, and the bearskin cloak covered with finely scaled armor that he wore behind him.

This one-of-a-kind bear mantle was a treasure he had specially tanned to symbolize the first transcendent to die at his hands.

Count Iskar thought it had some special meaning for him.

He walked up the stairs.

Soon we arrived on the fourth floor.

He looked at the hanging female corpses and frowned, "This greedy monster even sucks up the blood unceremoniously. ”

"If I find out that you dare to touch my share of the meal, I will make you regret it!"

He couldn't wait to open the door of his room, and the smell of blood made him feel like he had entered heaven on earth.

He was a little intoxicated, "This seductive fragrance is so enchanting that I can't be intoxicated by it—it's a pity that this damned meeting interrupted my eating, otherwise I would have been able to listen to the beautiful screams of these girls and taste their sweet blood." It's really frustrating. ”

He took off his shirt, revealing his pale chest, and walked towards the pool of blood.

At this moment, the alarm suddenly struck, and in the darkness, he saw two figures like evil spirits, one after the other, cutting off his retreat.

Leon opened his mouth and asked, "You did all those missing people in the city, right?"

Count Iskar said casually, "Who are you? Witcher?"

Luojia's angry and hoarse voice was like a raven in a hurry to send a funeral, "I know that I can't tell you the truth!"

Count Iskar spread his hands, "It has nothing to do with me, these little girls are not missing, I bought them from their parents for a great price. ”

Luo Jia said angrily, "Bought and slaughtered by you?"

Count Iskar looked indifferent, "Do you think that those hungry peasant families can still raise these girls? Anyway, before they died, they had eaten a full meal for several days, and their bodies were white and tender, not much better than those starving ghosts?"

Luo Jia said angrily, "What nonsense!"

The Count of Iskar looked back and forth at the two men, and chuckled, "Who invited you here, the Thessalian Witches?

He held out three fingers, "No matter how much, I'll give you three times the number." ”

Leon's deep voice rang out, "It has nothing to do with money, the souls you killed are waiting for us to send you to hell to reunite with them." ”

Count Iskar sneered, "Heh, have the witchers started to be heroes too? Do you think I haven't killed the witchers?"

Scarlet blood swirled around his body, and a pair of broad bat wings tore at the flesh of his back, drenched in foul-smelling slime, stretching out.

Li Ang frowned, "The third order of the middle sequence?"

He said, "That night demon of Windsor Castle should have been raised by you, right?"

Count Iskar was slightly stunned, and then sneered, "It turns out that you have ruined the good thing of Count Ben, called Lyon's stinky boy!"

"It took so much effort to kill that night demon, and I'm countless times stronger than the night demon!"

The aura of terror was thick in his body, and knowing Li Ang's identity made him more and more confident, and the sense of crisis that had emerged before was also left behind by him.

How long has it been since Daredevil died?

No matter how much you progress, no matter how much you progress, you can't be as fast as a person with a destiny like yourself!

The pool of blood was boiling, and the gurgling bubbles caused the pool of blood to dry up quickly.

The boiling blood turned into a searing mist of blood, enveloping Count Iskar's body, making him a burly freak.

Various growth-like bumps grew on his body, and his nostrils turned into a honeycomb-like object with black flesh worms crammed inside.

It's ugly!

Compared to Count Dracula, who is also a vampire, Count Iskar's appearance is simply disgusting!

"You're not really a mid-sequence third order. ”

Li Ang sneered, "It's just a temporary realm achieved with the help of some kind of power, just like an attic in the sky, as long as the demon behind you pulls his hand, you will fall into the clouds." ”

"It depends on me, and it will never abandon me!"

As if poked in the sore spot, Count Iskar frantically lunged at Leon.

But Leon did not have the slightest fear, and on the sword of victory in his hand, the black flame of revenge lingered, and it slashed head-on towards Count Iskar.

Bang –

Count Iskar shattered into a swarm of bats and fled.

Lorga exasperated, "He ran away!"

Li Ang said lightly, "Find him and kill him!"

He walked downstairs and was about to go out, when his eyes suddenly fixed on the bear skin cloak, the ugly face of the bear demon, which actually gave him an inexplicable sense of familiarity.

He paused for a long time, his eyes gradually revealing a hint of disbelief, followed by a volcanic burst of anger.

He gritted his teeth and said word by word, "William!"

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