When the Grand Duke screamed and abandoned his sword and retreated, the group of kittens around Marceau screamed in dissatisfaction, and the cat grinned and snatched the gambling money on the table into his own space bag. The battle between the Grand Duke and the Vampire Duchess made the kittens itch, so the kittens started to open the market. Marceau became a dealer for more money, and he defeated the Vampire Duchess. The kittens naturally felt that the Grand Duke was too muscled and big, so he would be the winner, so he lost a lot of gold and jade.

"You little bastards! I'm working hard here! You actually bet! You are seeking death!" The vampire duchess was not good at this time. Her eye was blinded by Jian Feng, and her limbs were wounded, but they were still within the vampire's self-healing range, but there were many wounds, and the little self-healing power was not enough.

Hearing the vampire duchess roaring in grief, Panni came out from the crowd. The little girl held a gun in her left hand and pointed at the vampire lady with her right hand: "A defeated dog dares to speak so loudly. This is the first time I have seen it as such a big old man. Do you think so?" After Panni said that, all the grassland elves, regardless of pointy ears or square ears, immediately laughed.

"I want to kill you!!!" The lady who was named Rachel and didn't know what it was, was angry.

This time, behind Penny, a big cat who was originally sitting in the auditorium of the performance area stood up. The leader replied enthusiastically: "Madam! Your courage is commendable!" After that, he began to applaud, and the big cats who were sitting or squatting in the auditorium of the performance area began to applaud. The big cats and cats responded to the madness of the madness with the most simple actions.

What, you said those kittens squatted on the chair and looked like bad boys? How could it be possible to have a giggle? You must have read it wrong.

"The last time someone said this, what happened to that guy?" A kitten beside Marceau asked his companion while clapping his hands.

"Of course we killed me. I thought my regiments wanted to go to the grassland elf village next to our town to catch slaves, but they were beaten by fifteen regiments in the city around the resurrection site." The kitten asked immediately answered: "Liancheng Guards killed together! I'm a little bit! I dare to touch our allies, I really don't know how to write the word "death".

"That's right, the world is so big, there are so many idiots. This time I won't play this game if I don't hit the vampire's lungs out of my mouth!" The third kitten was already using whetstone to open the weapon.

"Really, my body is obviously seriously injured and still has to be stubborn! Use a plane anchor scroll for me! Leave this stinky woman! I'm going to drink bat soup tonight!" The leader of the kitten man, a cat girl, cursed loudly. Behind her, hundreds of kittens had already raised the weapon that had just applied holy oil.

"Who gave you the courage to face me! I am Rachel! Rachel Marshall! The Grand Duke of the Thirsty Blood Alliance!" The lady smiled and resummoned two negative energy elemental swords, and she strode towards Panny.

Watching the lady walking lightly, the cat squatting on the chair jumped down, pulled open the cork of a bottle of holy water, drank the blessed clear water in one go, dragged the wooden hammer with his left hand and put the long knife on his shoulder with his right hand, and Masso walked towards the center of the field.

Looking at Marceau's actions, the cat girl commander came over, as if he wanted to say something, but Marceau answered her first with his smile, and finally the cat girl showed the same smile and made a way.

Behind her, the cats made way, and I don’t know who led the way. Gradually, all the kittens were saluting Marceau, and the continuous chest caress extended to the ranks of the elves. The little man leaned over and said, “Mr. Marceau, be careful.” The wife of the director of the think tank said with a smile.

"Please rest assured, my cat is still very jealous of his life." The cat gave a tribute to the old man.

Finally it was Penny, the girl looked at Marceau and said, "Do you really have confidence?"

"Don't worry, you'll never fight." After saying that, the cat cub strided towards the lady who had stopped. When she walked past Panny, the girl suddenly grabbed the cat cub's hand: "Low."

I don't know what the girl was going to do, but Marceau still lowered her body and then watched the girl stand on tiptoe and kiss the cat on the forehead.

"My warrior, go." After saying this, the girl retreated back to the ranks of the grassland elves and waved to the cat.

He reached out and touched his forehead. Marceau smiled, then turned around and looked at the lady in front of him and said apologetically: "I'm sorry, I've been waiting for you for a long time."

"Why, did you ask you to come out and die?" Facing Marceau's alone, Mrs. Rachel tilted her head and asked in confusion: "Have you offended anyone?"

"No, I just think it's not difficult for me to deal with you." Before he finished speaking, the cat used the tender branches of the world tree on his left hand to block the negative energy elemental sword that was coming to his face.

Some wondered why the small branch could block its elemental sword, but Mrs. Rachel still turned into a slash and wanted to cut Marceau one and two pieces. For this, the long knife in the right hand blocked and directly destroyed the lady's negative energy elemental sword. Then she waved the tender branch with her left hand and swung the mist with one hammer.

Facing the fog coming to his face, Marceau used her tail to take out the small bottle at her waist, threw it on top of her head, and then used her tender branches to smash it directly.

The next second, the silver powder that fell from the bottle rose, and the mist was condensed into a human being in the wailing sound that penetrated the soul. Mrs. Rachel, who was kneeling on the ground, looked at Marceau with an angrily face, and the elemental sword condensed with both hands. The lady rushed towards the cat again. Facing the swinged sword, Marceau waved the long sword to disperse it, then waved the tender branches, and hit the lady's left leg knee with a hammer.

The flying silver powder prevented the atomization. From the camp, the lady could not be from the evil camp. Therefore, the hammer immediately hit the lady's left leg at an inhuman angle. The sacred damage made her scream. The lady swept her left hand towards the cat, but at the critical moment, she passed Mrs. Rachel's dehumanized left hand, but... the foul nails cut the cat's face and brought out a blood bead.

Subconsciously, he immediately raised his legs and kicked Mrs. Rachel away, who was pounced on the blood beads. However, when the vampire who had rolled on the ground stood up, looking at the wounds that disappeared all over her body and her intact left knee, Marceau spitted and meowed, forgetting that he was now a "living person". As a son of god, Marceau inherited the bloodlines of his grandfather and grandmother, but was inclined toward the negative energy system. It was a great tonic for this lady.

"Ah! Your blood! Why does it have so much energy?" Sure enough, the lady put her hands together and immediately put her hands in front of her: "I can't believe it! I feel that my whole body is full of strength!" As soon as she finished speaking, a pair of bat wings popped out from behind her.

"Little guy, can the scene still be controlled?"

The big cat leader came from behind. The cat turned his head awkwardly and didn't know what to say to be good. Mrs. Rachel's scream woke up the confused cat. She turned around and saw that Mrs. Rachel was already wrapped in sacred white flames.
Chapter completed!