"Now that my Dark Angel's strength has greatly increased, I really should enjoy it." The blind elder slowly picked up the knife and fork, stabbed it firmly on a huge piece of meat, put it in his mouth and chewed it carefully.
A stream of bright red blood flowed from the corner of Elder Pippenton's mouth. The blood was like extremely fresh, gushing energy, exuding golden light.
"Sure enough, it is the flesh and blood of the giant dragon in the North Tree World. Looking at the golden light, I remembered the scene during the battle." Elder Bafeite looked at Count Baholi, a sighing voice sounded, and she paused for a moment, taking a look.
Seeing that the earl looked a little unnatural, he continued.
"At the beginning, your vampire clan was extremely short of supplies and unsustainable. It was our Black Angels' help that allowed you to finish this war."
As soon as the elder finished speaking, before the earl could say anything, the sound of something being stuffed could be heard immediately.
"Hey, old guy, why are you bringing this up? Don't you know that we are from the same family as the vampires? Even their Duke Herbert was promoted by Lord Lucifer. Even their vampire godhead
, Lord Lucifer helped them research it."
The stuffing seemed to indicate something, and he spoke eloquently. Looking at the count's face, he looked even more unnatural, but he had no intention of putting it away at all.
"Yeah, I don't mean anything else. I just lament that the vampires are living a better life now and can eat dragon meat!" Buffett shook her head and pretended to be innocent.
Count Baholi looked at the three great elders, his face was stiff, and he said slowly and solemnly: "Although the Duke is not in the Kingdom of God, our blood clan is also a clan that has been passed down for thousands of years. We have seen countless storms and waves.
, if the elders have something to say, you might as well say it directly."
"The Earl is so generous, let's just tell him straight." Franklin's round face raised slightly, and he looked at the Earl who stood up slowly, with a somewhat chubby body, and looked at all the vampires.
"You were originally Lord Lucifer's vassal of the gods. Today, I am here to ask you to recollect this identity and take it seriously."
"Yes, you dark angels are now extremely huge. Not to mention Lord Lucifer, Lord Lu Dongzan is also a 12-winged black angel, 4 great elders, and 6 great 8-winged black angels. You are indeed powerful. But now
It’s not like before. We, Sir Herbert, fought for the God of Darkness and made endless achievements. We were named Duke of Darkness by the God of Darkness. We are the same Dukes as you, Lord Lucifer, and there is no such thing as vassalage!”
Count Bahouli looked at Franklin, with an expression of anger that could not be suppressed and filled his face, which was also somewhat round.
"oops!"
At this moment, the great elder Pippin suddenly screamed in pain. As he hurriedly vomited out a mouth full of dragon meat, a rotten tooth fell out of his mouth!
Bang..., the young commander Curtis slapped the long table angrily, stood up suddenly, looked at the earl, and said angrily.
"You actually assassinated the great elder. Do you want to start a war with us fallen angels?"
Phew, the 8 vampires on the right, their dark tuxedos shaking, all stood up nervously, looking at Commander Curtis, on guard. Suddenly the atmosphere in the field became tense.
The earl stood up slowly, looked at Assansin solemnly, and said slowly: "Even if you are not afraid of the Duke, aren't you afraid of the God of Darkness?"
"Why do I appear here? Don't you know, as the God of Darkness?" Assansin, still sitting on the chair calmly, looked at the earl sideways, disapprovingly.
"Oh? So, God King Assansin is absolutely confident that he will catch us all in one fell swoop?"
Anger rose on Earl Baholi's face, and he looked at Assassin, with a little cold light in his eyes.
Asansin shook his head slightly, looked at Count Baholi, and said calmly: "We are not bullying you, I can give you a chance to challenge any one of us. If you win, then wait until the Duke comes back to talk.
.If you lose, don't blame me for being rude! But you, Earl, can't take action. If you do, you can only challenge the three great elders."
Count Bahori looked at Assuncing, feeling uneasy in his heart. These people just said that Assuncing inherited Lucifer's godhead. Judging from the rich dark aura on his body, it should not be fake. So the other party said that
There are at least 4 masters in the realm of gods, but there is only one of them on my side!
Count Baholi raised his eyes and looked at his eight subordinates. Although there were many of them, they were all the God of Creation and Order, which was equivalent to the three commanders of Franklin.
"Bangkok, you go challenge this beautiful black angel." The Earl thought again and pointed at Emily towards one of his subordinates.
Among the black angels, the four elders are all gods, and the six commanders are all gods of order. This somewhat beautiful woman will definitely not be a ten-winged black angel. At most, she is comparable to Franklin, but Bangkok is
He is a master at the 8th level of the order, and his probability of counting is extremely low.
As soon as Count Baholi's voice fell, Franklin and other Dark Angels all expressed silent approval.
Vampire Bangkok and Count Bahouli noticed something was wrong and glanced at each other, but it was too late!
"Draw your sword, beautiful girl, otherwise you won't have a chance to take action!"
Bangkok's ancient and exquisite long sword was unsheathed with a clang sound, a faint blood light emerged, and the sword tip pointed directly at Emily.
Emily looked at Bangkok with her blue eyes, shook her head gently, and said slowly: "You take action, otherwise the person who has no chance will be you!"
"In that case..."
The dark tuxedo beat, and Bangkok suddenly disappeared in front of you. A streak of blood rushed out and appeared strangely next to Emily. The exquisite long sword exuded a dark blood light, shining in everyone's eyes.
, making people feel a little confused in the spiritual world, and suddenly stabbed Emily's throat horizontally.
Phew, Emily's dark robe seemed to be blown by the breeze, her majestic and delicate body trembled slightly, she dodged the sword extremely flexibly, and appeared behind Bangkok.
Bangkok hurriedly turned around, and a huge lightsaber suddenly appeared in his eyes.
The dark magic light on the lightsaber shines, making it difficult to open the eyes. Vampires are inherently afraid of any light. Although the dark magic light is better, it does not have no impact.
The exquisite ancient sword was hurriedly raised in Bangkok's hand. As the dark divine light circulated, the blood mist surged and turned into dark mist, like a small shield, blocking Bangkok's head.
"Bangkok, be careful and evacuate immediately."
At this moment, Count Bahouli's voice rang out urgently, causing Bangkok's heart to tremble. He hurriedly let go, removed the delicate long sword in his hand, and his figure turned into a blood-red shadow, all in place.
Boom..., a roar sounded, and the endless divine wind blew over the pieces of dragon meat on the plate. As the blood flowed, the dark lightsaber instantly split Bangkok's blood mist shield into pieces.
Even the delicate long sword was shattered inch by inch.
Bangkok's figure returned to Count Baholi and looked into the air. Behind the somewhat beautiful woman, ten black wings were swaying gently. He was frightened for a while and said in fear.
"Ten-Winged God? This..."
"We admit defeat. I didn't expect that there are so many masters in the Ten-winged God Realm among you!"
Count Bahouli looked at Assanxin with a somewhat decadent expression.
"Earl, you don't have to be depressed. In fact, your choice is correct. In fact, just ten wings is not the end."
Assansin slowly stood up with a tall body, with twelve wings, covering all the sky murals, and appeared in front of the count and the eight vampire leaders, causing all the vampire leaders to fall into deep shock.
Assanxin smiled slightly, looked at the shocked people, and said slowly: "Actually, your blood poison godhead is flawed because your bodies are very weak."
"As you said, God King, our bodies are indeed weak, but our movement speed is very fast..."
Buzz, before Count Baholi's voice could be heard, a dark throne appeared above the long table.
The dark throne burst out with jet-black holy light, shrouding the inside and outside of the castle. Inside the castle, the vampire swordsmen and busy servants guarding the four sides suddenly stiffened and stagnated in place, unable to move.
Even the blood in the body seemed to begin to slowly solidify, and the toxicity in the blood escaped into the spiritual world and began to slowly penetrate.
"This...this is impossible."
Count Bahouli, slumped on a high chair, looked at Assan Zin's godhead in disbelief, and was horrified. It turns out that in the legend, Lucifer created the poisonous blood godhead for Duke Herbert, and it turned out to be real.